1An "Into The Darkness" short story by ChosenOne
Rating: PG Pairings: Sarah/Gabriel Disclaimer: "Into the Darkness" is ©2000 ChosenOne, whom this piece belongs to. Summary: What to do when you're torn between two lovers? Author's Note: Be a responsible reader and don't forget to review. I hope you enjoy.
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He is my guardian angel. I know, because I dream of him sometimes. Of his lean body, long raven-black hair, muscular limbs, and toned chest. Of his deep eyes and the way they look at me when he is sad or thoughtful. Of his perfect shining smile. Of his hand gently holding mine when we soar so high above the city at night.
I dream of him in ways I never dreamt about my own lover.
Derek is nice to me, and more handsome than most men I know, but he will never be able to see the real me. No matter how caring, or how good in bed he is, and how special he makes me feel whenever we go out, he simply doesn't have the insight necessary to look deep into my soul and see the array of dark shadows lying there.
My guardian angel, however, has no such problem.
He is like me. An archangel. The only moments when I feel like I'm truly alive are when I'm with him. When we are fighting together on the battlefield, or flying side by side above gleaming skyscrapers, or when he shows up at my bedroom window in the middle of the night, all those moments make me feel real. Make me feel new.
Both of us possess such grace and swiftness that I'm led to believe we are truly twin soulds. We know each other so well, inside and out. None of us is stronger than the other. We are equals. We are one and the same.
He usually speaks to me with graveness, yet softly and calmly. He knows exactly what to do and say when he wants something from me. He just has to ask. I would give him the world if he wanted. But he doesn't. That is his curse, he says, to be bound to the mortal realm long enough to fulfill his role in the upcoming end of days.
How anyone, even the Powers That Be, could sentence such a sweet and loving man to any kind of curse, no matter how ultimately good it ends up being, is beyond my comprehension. I'm not complaining, though. It is thanks to this doomed existence that I was given the chance to meet him, when he was assigned as my mentor.
I know that he comes to my room at night, to stand guard over me. I know that, sometimes, he even dozes off himself while watching me. How do I know it? I'm not sleeping all of the time, and besides, I'd be able to sense him there even if I were blind. That's one of the advantages of being a teenage archangel. We can always feel the presence of one of our kind. Likewise, I'm sure he knows I'm awake. He just doesn't want to let it show.
If he weren't always so inaccessible and so shy, maybe we could have a shot at something serious together. I'm sure he knows it as well as I do, but he still keeps raising emotional walls around him. And I still love him.
He is Gabriel, my guardian angel.
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