"Ang I'm not hungry." Maria muttered as he took her hand again and said she needed to eat. She shook her head roughly. She needed a breather or something. Maybe some fresh air after dinner. Maria rubbed her head since she was starting to feel dizzy. Then a familiar warmness was seeping into her skin. Maria sighed heavily as the stress of the week collapsed from her shoulders at Sojo's touch. Maria bit down on her lip. How'd she'd missed that...<br/><br/>"I'm not hungry." Maria said, but Sojo had already lead her upstairs and into the kitchen.<br/>"Marde de Dios!" Maria's mother gasped, and Maria pulled away from Sojo to quickly console her shocked mother.<br/>"Mama, it's alright. He's a friend of mine. Mama..." Maria said, watching as her mother looked from Maria to Sojo before back at Maria.<br/>"A friend?" her mother asked.<br/>"Si Mama...a very old friend." Maria answered with a small smile. "He is my guardian...he has been around since I was little. Only now you can see him." Maria said.<br/>Her mother rambled something in Spanish but she had a happier expression on her face. Maria sighed gently in relief before walking over to the stove and making herself a plate as her mother continue to busy herself around, looking at Sojo every now and then.<br/><br/>Maria looked up at Sojo. "Here." she said after putting a spoon in the bowl and handing it to him. Her mother had made a chicken broth and white rice. There wasn't much, but there was enough for Sojo to eat as well. It was just Maria and her mother in the house now.<br/>She made a smaller portioned bowl for herself before serving her mother as well and walking over to the small wooden dinner table.<br/><br/>Dinner was quiet, which was great because Maria's head was still swimming. She rested her head on her hand as she stirred her chicken broth and rice around. She hate here and there but the truth was she'd been loosing her appetite more and more. Taking a few more bites, Maria sighed and excused herself from the table.<br/>"I'll be outside." Maria said as she placed her bowl next to the sink and darted back downstairs. She took a hand gun from the casket, tucked it into the hostler at her back and slide an extra magazine of bullets into her pocket before heading to the second floor.<br/><br/>From her room, Maria was able to open her small window, and slip out onto the window pane. With practiced ease, Maria was able to pull herself up onto the roof. Sighing greatly, Maria said down in her usual spot in the center of the roof. Pulling her hair down, Maria ran her fingers through the dark brown strands, scratching her scalp gently.<br/><br/>Taking the gun from her hostler, Maria clicked the magazine out, checked the bullets before loading it again and cocking it back. She rested it on her thigh as her eyes scanned over the neighbor hood. Off in the distance something exploded. Sirens sounded and glass shattered as the ground quaked slightly. Maria's hand clenched on her gun, but she stayed where she was. The explosions happened all the time...but the mini earthquake was new...Maria sighed heavily. Things were only just going to get worse...How could one Angel....fix all of this?