A word... a voice.. a presence.. it was all pulling Rusty to being awake.  Smoke grey eyes fluttered open, and slowly the room came into focus.  Well, normally the room would come into focus, but instead  Rusty had another face staring back at him.  A smiling face... Oh SHI-<br/><br/>"AAH!"  Rusty scooted away.  He was now sitting straight up in his bed, clutching the sheets and holding it up to his chin.  His heart was pounding away in his chest.  He felt like a rabbit caught in a trap.  There was no escape.<br/><br/>Rusty peered at the other from behind brown hair a couple weeks past needed a hair cut.  He blinked a few times, feeling his heart slow down.<br/><br/>"Erm... hi.."<br/><br/>There was recognition now.  He let lose the sheets, which tumbled down into his lap.<br/><br/>"Wait.. you.. you're him."  His eyes scanned over the angel, catching a glimpse of wings over the back.  Just a hint of feather.  Now Rusty was all smiles.<br/><br/>"You really are him, arn't you?  You've come to see me!  I'm sorry I'm in bed, i was sleeping.. I didn't  know you'd be coming."<br/><br/>He laughed to himself, "But I suppose they say you always watch over us when we're sleeping, so it must be habit, huh?"