encouraging nod, silently telling her that it’s alright.
Vivienne nods and turns to Mikah, who is visibly irritated that once again something has been kept from him.
“Yesterday morning, as I was getting ready to leave with Celeste, the phone in the condo downstairs rang. When I looked at the number it was yours.”
“I didn’t call yesterday morning.”
“I know you didn’t, but I didn’t know that at the time. When I picked up, no one was there, but when I turned around you were standing in the doorway.” Mikah’s face scrunches up, puzzled. “Only it wasn’t really you. That’s when Connor and Andrew appeared. And, within a matter of a few heartbeats, so did Red.” Vivienne watches as Mikah looks from her to Red and back again, no doubt wondering how Red could have been on the plane with him and in Vivienne’s condo at the same time. “When Red showed up, he protected me while Andrew and Connor took out the shifter.”
“Shifter?” Mikah says.
“In a minute,” Red replies.
“Red then pulled me into Elysium, where he explained it all to me. However, I’d already had an idea what they – the guardians – were because Zirah had told me earlier that morning.” Vivienne begins fidgeting with her hands. “Red, Andrew, Connor and Celeste all have the ability to protect us in ways I’ve never imagined. Red was able to camouflage me so that the shifter couldn’t actually see me even though I was there.”
Mikah looks to Red, confused. “Why am I only finding out about this now?”
The irritation in his voice sends a shiver through Vivienne.
“We wanted the time to be right.” Red’s voice is stern, but there is an underlying understanding that Mikah picks up on quickly. “You’ve had such a hard time adjusting to what you are that we felt it best not to inundate you. Vivienne’s introduction to what she is took place more subconsciously, and her overall attitude toward it has made it easier for her to understand. You like control, Mikah, and being an angel is something you can’t control.”
Mikah knows that Red is right. He does like control, and finding it in himself to believe that he is an angel has been one of the hardest things he’s ever had to do.
“I accepted being an angel because I felt that, somehow, I always knew. Or maybe my blind hope that there had to be something better for me had me believing that anything is possible.” Vivienne’s voice is soft and she continues to fidget with her fingers.
Mikah reaches over and takes her hand in his. “Anything is possible,” he whispers to her. Still holding her hand, he turns back to Red. “Now what?”
“I’ll go to Elysium, talk to Elizabeth, discuss it with them, decide what to do next. But now that we know the who, we just need to try and figure out the why and the where.”
Mikah nods at Red. Red gives them both a half smile and departs the condo.
As soon as Red is gone, Vivienne sags into Mikah’s embrace, deflated and defeated by the turn of events. She knew last night that it was Riley who killed her mother simply because it was something he would do, and it proves that no matter what, he is coming after her. That Mikah or Red, or any of them, might end up in harm’s way puts a lot of unwanted, but necessary, weight on her shoulders.
“Mikah, I never meant to keep anything from you,” Vivienne says a moment later. His eyes meet hers and she knows that he’s not angry with her. “I just wasn’t sure how to tell you. Up until last night, neither one of us talked about anything angel-related.”
He raises his hand to caress her cheek, and she leans into it. “I didn’t know you knew,” he says. She gives him a quizzical look. “I didn’t know you knew that you are an angel.”
She smiles at him. “I guess we both had our secrets.”
“I wouldn’t put it that way. I think it was more that both of us were waiting for the right time to talk about it.” He
Vivienne nods and turns to Mikah, who is visibly irritated that once again something has been kept from him.
“Yesterday morning, as I was getting ready to leave with Celeste, the phone in the condo downstairs rang. When I looked at the number it was yours.”
“I didn’t call yesterday morning.”
“I know you didn’t, but I didn’t know that at the time. When I picked up, no one was there, but when I turned around you were standing in the doorway.” Mikah’s face scrunches up, puzzled. “Only it wasn’t really you. That’s when Connor and Andrew appeared. And, within a matter of a few heartbeats, so did Red.” Vivienne watches as Mikah looks from her to Red and back again, no doubt wondering how Red could have been on the plane with him and in Vivienne’s condo at the same time. “When Red showed up, he protected me while Andrew and Connor took out the shifter.”
“Shifter?” Mikah says.
“In a minute,” Red replies.
“Red then pulled me into Elysium, where he explained it all to me. However, I’d already had an idea what they – the guardians – were because Zirah had told me earlier that morning.” Vivienne begins fidgeting with her hands. “Red, Andrew, Connor and Celeste all have the ability to protect us in ways I’ve never imagined. Red was able to camouflage me so that the shifter couldn’t actually see me even though I was there.”
Mikah looks to Red, confused. “Why am I only finding out about this now?”
The irritation in his voice sends a shiver through Vivienne.
“We wanted the time to be right.” Red’s voice is stern, but there is an underlying understanding that Mikah picks up on quickly. “You’ve had such a hard time adjusting to what you are that we felt it best not to inundate you. Vivienne’s introduction to what she is took place more subconsciously, and her overall attitude toward it has made it easier for her to understand. You like control, Mikah, and being an angel is something you can’t control.”
Mikah knows that Red is right. He does like control, and finding it in himself to believe that he is an angel has been one of the hardest things he’s ever had to do.
“I accepted being an angel because I felt that, somehow, I always knew. Or maybe my blind hope that there had to be something better for me had me believing that anything is possible.” Vivienne’s voice is soft and she continues to fidget with her fingers.
Mikah reaches over and takes her hand in his. “Anything is possible,” he whispers to her. Still holding her hand, he turns back to Red. “Now what?”
“I’ll go to Elysium, talk to Elizabeth, discuss it with them, decide what to do next. But now that we know the who, we just need to try and figure out the why and the where.”
Mikah nods at Red. Red gives them both a half smile and departs the condo.
As soon as Red is gone, Vivienne sags into Mikah’s embrace, deflated and defeated by the turn of events. She knew last night that it was Riley who killed her mother simply because it was something he would do, and it proves that no matter what, he is coming after her. That Mikah or Red, or any of them, might end up in harm’s way puts a lot of unwanted, but necessary, weight on her shoulders.
“Mikah, I never meant to keep anything from you,” Vivienne says a moment later. His eyes meet hers and she knows that he’s not angry with her. “I just wasn’t sure how to tell you. Up until last night, neither one of us talked about anything angel-related.”
He raises his hand to caress her cheek, and she leans into it. “I didn’t know you knew,” he says. She gives him a quizzical look. “I didn’t know you knew that you are an angel.”
She smiles at him. “I guess we both had our secrets.”
“I wouldn’t put it that way. I think it was more that both of us were waiting for the right time to talk about it.” He
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