Fallen William (14 page)

The
demon screamed as it headed towards the window. A path of destruction was left
behind it.

William
trusted Dominic would take care of Thompson. All that mattered was getting to
Abby and stopping the blood he saw pooling under her. It was his worst nightmare
in the flesh. He understood now why Mika’il sent those particular dreams to
haunt him. He leaned over to staunch the blood but he was afraid that too much
damage had already been done. He used his powers to try and stop the flow of
blood. Nothing was working. Tears dripped down his cheeks as he started to
pray. He didn’t think of the foolishness of his praying to a God who didn’t
acknowledge him. He knew God recognized Abby and would want to help her. He
looked up to see Mika’il standing beside him.

“She
can’t die,” William pleaded with Mika’il. “Not this way.” The panic was
building as he tried to stem the flow of blood. “Do something,” he snarled at
the archangel.

“There
is nothing I can do, William. I wish there was.”

He
glared at him. “What good is being God’s archangel when you can’t lift one damn
finger to help Abby?”

The
archangel’s silver eyes shone with tears. He took no offense at the anger in
William’s voice. “I am sorry.”

William
rose to his feet. He swore violently at the sky. Anger, pain and loss swamped
his heart. “Damn you,” he yelled. “How dare you do this to her? How dare you
take her life? She doesn’t deserve this. She deserves to live and love. Abby
deserves to know she is loved.” Rage flushed his cheeks and made sparks shine
in his eyes even as the tears fell. “I’m glad I rebelled. If you can allow such
an innocent to die then I’m glad I’m no longer one of yours.”

As
quickly as the rage came, it left, leaving behind an overwhelming sorrow.
Falling to his knees, he buried his face in his blood soaked hands and sobbed.
“Take me instead. I may have no soul, but I have a heart. Let my heart beat in
her.”

Mika’il
reached out and touched his shaking shoulder. “Do you know what you are
asking?”

“Yes.”

“You
will go to hell, never to touch foot on earth or Heaven again. You will suffer
forever.”

“I will
go crazy in this world without her. Celeste and Dominic would have to hunt me
down. If I’m in hell and she’s alive, I’ll be happy because she’s in the
world.” He touched her pale cheek with a gentle finger. “I don’t know if you
understand love, Mika’il, but I’ll do anything to keep her safe and alive.”

“You
would spend eternity in hell for her.”

“Yes.

“So be it. A gift given with
sincerity should never be thrown away.”

He felt Mika’il touch his
forehead and he placed the emerald heart on her chest before his world went
dark.

*
* * *

“Where’s
William?” Abby demanded for what felt like the hundredth time. She didn’t
remember much about her ordeal. She knew she had been shot and she was sure she
was going to die, but when she regained consciousness, she only had a few
bruises. She had spent a few days in the hospital then come home. Dominic had
stayed with her, but he wouldn’t answer her questions about Thompson’s death or
William’s disappearance.

Staring
at her, Dominic’s usual charming smile was gone. There was no reason why she
should know that William went to Hell for her. He had to keep the secret and
hope her heart would heal. Loving these mortals was a difficult thing. He
sighed. “I’m not sure,
cherie
. He hasn’t been seen since you were
attacked.”

“He
left me.” Her quiet statement broke his heart.

“I
truly don’t believe it was as simple as that.”

“It
wasn’t.” A new voice entered her living room.

They
whirled to see William standing there. She cried out and threw herself into his
arms. He wrapped her to him. She never saw him wince as she squeezed him tight
or the madness sparking in his eyes for a moment. He looked at Dominic.

The
Cajun Enforcer had figured out where William had gone. He nodded as he headed
for the door.

If
you have need of me, you know my number.
The door shut behind him.

“Where
have you been?” Abby asked.

“In
Hell. I was in hell without you.”

When
she laughed, he realized she didn’t understand. He hoped she never did figure
out what he had endured so that she could continue living.

“I’ve
been in hell as well. I love you and without you, the world is a very dull
place.” She laid her head on his chest.

He felt
Mika’il’s presence.
How long have I been gone?

In
her world?

Yes.

For
a week.

How
is that possible? I feel like centuries have passed.

Time
works differently for God.

He
nuzzled Abby’s hair.
Why did He let me come back?

Mika’il
gave a mental shrug.
His ways are mysterious. Maybe He believed you learned
your lesson.
The archangel’s voice lingered in William’s mind as his
presence faded.
I will see you again.

Thank
you.
He sent a
feeling of gratitude to Mika’il.

William
crushed his lips to hers. A moan surfaced as she rocked her hips against him.
His cock hardened painfully and he knew he had to have her. Trailing kisses
down her neck, he stripped her. “It’s been so long, sweetheart. I love you. I
need you.”

She
cried out as his fingers drove into her pussy. She pushed herself against his
hand. Hot and wet, she needed him to quench the fire he started. “William,
please,” she begged.

He
ripped open his jeans. His cock sprang free, urgently seeking her. Lifting her,
he wrapped her legs around his waist. He took her with one thrust of his hips.
They both cried out as the passion overwhelmed them. Their climax shot sparks
through their bodies. For one moment, they were connected; one body, one heart,
one soul.

“I’ll
never leave you again, Abigail Hanson. You are my love and my life,” he pledged
as he carried her to the bedroom. They both lay down in the bed and he gently
touched a finger to the heart in between her breasts. “I’m glad to see you took
care of my heart for me.”

She snuggled close to him and
fell asleep never noticing the scars fading on his body.

The End

About the Author:

Tiffany
Aaron has always been writing. She still has one of the first stories she ever
wrote about a time machine and talking mushrooms. While her head was in the
clouds, her parents told her to prepare for the “real” world. So she got a
degree and a job, but never stopped writing. Her favorite question is “What
if?” and so a story is born.

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