<div class="floatright">(http://i814.photobucket.com/albums/zz64/kumiho333/Pretty%20Gals/fanbingbing11.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: right;">________________________♥____ <strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: papyrus;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Izuriel, the Lady Seraphim</span></span></em></strong></div><br/><div style="text-align: right;">_______________♥____<em><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: verdana;">Location:</span></span></strong>Nick over here....Lil' angels over there...</em></div><br/><br/>"Awww, Nick.  You're gonna leave, just like that.  Pay if you like," she said rising and standing at his side.  She held him there with her hand on his arm.  Her touch was light and she didn't bother to hold back the soothing aura of her angellicy.  "I suppose it is too be expected.  You don't get your way and then you run away.  Really, one of these days you are going to have to at least finish this conversation.  The one I'm sure you really want to have.  And it isn't duty.  It's love.  Do you even remember what it's like?  Have you even ever felt it once?  And I don't mean the love of Our Father.  I mean true love.  I dished it out everyday.  I felt it, even if only through others.  Perhaps, He knew it was too much for me, that I so badly wanted it of my own and that is my punishment.  You want to halve Gilead.  I want Armageddon.  If it comes, there will be no need for Gilead.  We will be free.  Don't you see the loop hole, Nick.  If it happens, we get to start again.....even you."<br/><br/>Her look had softened.  She wanted him to see what she saw.  They had been doing this for so long that there was a kind of camaraderie in there rivalry.  She didn't hate him and she could even call him friend.  Of course, she would never tell him that.  She couldn't.  He had been such a great Angel and even in his demonic state, he was to be feared but she felt something akin to sorrow in him.  She couldn't put her finger on it, just that there was something that seemed to bother him over these last years.<br/><br/>"There are things afoot.  I shouldn't tell you.  But you know me.  I like things fair.  I'll see you around, Nick.  Probably sooner than you think."  Izuriel leaned up on her tip toes and gently kissed Nick's cheek.  She left a glowing ruby kiss stain of her lipstick and as she stepped back, she smiled.  Then in a swirl of grey, black tipped feathers...she was gone.<br/><br/>**************************<br/><br/>Meanwhile, at a hospital in Gilead.......<br/><br/>Izuriel looked up, her eyes glazing for a moment as her other self was apart of her once more.  She looked at what was unfolding.  She was impressed that Sam was holding up under such odd occurrences.  She really liked this one.  Such potential.  She would have to harvest this one.  She had the feeling that Sam was a very important Nephilim.<br/><br/>Izuriel moved to hover over Sam as she worked on the Infernal.  She bent down and let her wings drift and brush against the side of her body, the soft sweet scent of vanilla and cinnamon bursting in the air.  She watched a moment and then only became more amused.  When the girl said she couldn't stabilize the man, she wanted to laugh.  She put a finger under the girl's chin and guided her to look Izuriel in the eye.<br/><br/>"Dear,girl.  Do you not know that tonight seems wondrous.  You can save him.  All by yourself.  Just do as you did before.  She straightened and looked at Vorianne.  Such a precious Arch Angel.  Her precious Arch Angel.  She could see the devotion in Vorianne's eyes.  She both nurtured it and ignored it.<br/><br/>She walked over to Vorianne and put her hands upon each shoulder and looked the Angel over.  Her eyes narrowed as she felt the range of emotions.  Her face smoothed out and she pulled the Arch Angel into a warm embrace.  She did not fell like anger today.  No, today was for Mercy.  "You have done well.  Maybe not what I would have done but it suffices.  Strive for a bit of restraint.  Messy only makes others notice.  Now, I look forward to your report later, for now.....we watch."<br/><br/>Izuriel turned away and faced Sam.  She crossed her arms and cocked her hip, a waiting pose.  For this was a test.  Would she have faith to try or would she let herself be stuck in the mundane.  Decisions, decisions, always one must choose.