Jake stood up, “okay love, as long as you’re sure?”He asked,”you’re going to be okay right?” Sharry nodded and wiped at her tears with the back of her hand, “where are the bathrooms in this chapel?” She asked him. “I’m going to splash some water on my face and then come back and get to my praying.” Jake pointed, “just down that hall and to your left.” She nodded, kissed him on the cheek and walked out of the little chapel and towards the bathrooms. Jake walked back to the alter where he had a city map spread out and Sharry’s mom’s chain. He picked up the necklace held it over the map and began praying.
Sharry splashed some water on her face and used a paper towel to blot it dry. As she was doing this, the door opened and a pretty blond girl, who looked to be about Sharry’s age, walked in. “Hi,”Sharry said. She smiled and stuck out her hand, “I’m Sharry.” “Oh, I already know who you are,”blondy said in a sarcastic tone. “You’re the one all the Angels are freaking out about.” She walked all around Sharry, openly checking her out, “well, I can see why, you’re nice to look at”she winked at Sharry and finally shook Sharry’s out streatched hand, “Hi. Nice to finally meet you, I’m Carly.” Sharry was generally good at reading people, but this girl was all over the map, at once friendly and then cynical. “Uh, nice to meet you Carly. So, are you an Angel or a half Angel?” Sharry asked her. “I’m the same as you girl, expcept I’ve probably known longer. It’s a lot at first…well, I probably didn’t have it as bad as you, I’m sorry about your mom. That’s rough man! You may be the one who lets all the rest of us off the hook, but you’re clearly no where near ready!” She chuckled, “Lucifer is going to eat you alive!” “Ah, well, yah you’re probably right. I’m going to get back to the chapel to see how my boy…ah, I mean Jacob is doing with my mom’s chain” Sharry wasn’t sure about this girl. She seemed to be super bitter about something. Just like the way all of those girls had looked at her when she was walking around camp with Jake. Weird. She didn’t know the whole etiquette thing about Angels dating one of the nephilim, but she’d kind of sensed that Carly and many of the others knew about it and didn’t approve or were maybe even jealous about it. Again, weird. “Okay Sharry,” she said in a snobbish way, “you just run to your man as fast as you can honey. Nice meeting you!” Sharry walked back into the chapel not sure what to think. That goodbye was in such a nasty tone. “What is up with these other nephilim? Hopefully they’re not all like that,” Sharry thought to herself, “what did I do to offend her so much??”
She walked over to where Jake was quietly praying with her mom’s necklace and sat quietly in the first pew. She put her head down, to pray and must have nodded off, because the next thing she knew, she could smell some alluring cologne. Half asleep she realized that she was being carried, by yet another smoking hot Angel. He gently carried her into Michael’s office and lied her down on th couch, making sure there was a cushion under her head and a blanket over her. She offered a mumbled, “thank you” and was instantly back asleep.
Sharry wasn’t sure how much time had passed, when she was woken by a heated discussion on the other side of the room. Of course, it was Jacob and Michael, who generally seem to agree on nothing, other than taking care of her. In a scratchy, sleepy voice she said, “guys guys, what’s the problem?” In unison they both yelled at the other, “you woke her up!!” “You were the one who started getting angry first,” Jake said. “Oh yah?! Give me a break! It was you who…”Michael couldn’t finish his sentence, as Sharry interrupted them both,”it doesn’t matter, I needed to wake up soon anyway! Just tell me what’s going on. Did you find my mom??”
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