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She was so exhausted she barely knew how to put one foot in front of the other, and she looked like a right mess. Her wings trailed behind her scraping on the driveway. Her ruined shirt dangled about her arms leaving her half naked, but she couldn’t bring herself to care. Her fur, exposed or otherwise, was a matted mess sticky with dried sweat and blood that had already started to chip off. Her breed of Lykoi Cat was already almost impossible to groom, and now she’d look like a rug out of a crack house for days at best in her current state. \n\nThe neighborhood was almost silent. Everyone inside would be glued to their TVs, assuming the power was even on. The radio had already been going nuts telling everyone about the defeat of the prime evil that had invaded Valborg City. Her own police radio had likewise been going insane. It seemed that everyone in the FBI or on the local force that knew her number wanted to congratulate her for ‘how amazing she was fighting that thing’. Evidently at least some of the fight had been broadcast by someone, hiding civilians with cell phones? Security cameras? She didn’t care; She didn’t even care that that her current ‘state of dress’ was probably seen by everyone she knew, though maybe she’d start to freakout about that after having some sleep.\nIn the silence of the afternoon the only sound was the scraping of her wings, the padding of her feet and the soft clink, clink, of her sword on the steps. The only reason that she hadn’t dropped the sword was that she almost forgot how to relax her own fingers from the vice grip around it. Still, it was apparently enough and before she even managed to reach her hand out to the door it flew open, revealing the terrified face of her husband. His wide eyes relaxing at the mere sight of her, then widening again when he beheld her state.\n\n“Babe. Oh, good lord what happened to you!” He said rushing over and wrapping her in his arms.\n\nShe collapsed almost immediately into them. Legs failing her, muscles giving out, she decided to let her husband to the work of standing for both of them. A bit impressive honestly as, while she was far from a large woman, the wings added a good bit of weight to her frame since the last time he had held her. She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, how much of a relief it was to finally be home and back in his arms, and how overwhelmed she had been over everything that she had done and seen in the last few weeks, but she couldn’t find the words. Instead, she just started to sob into his shoulder.\n\n“Its ok. I got you.” He said sweetly lifting her up.\n\nShe was vaguely aware of being carried to the bathroom. Her sword pried from her stiffened fingers, the tattered remains of her clothing peeled from her sticky fur, and her prosthetic unhitched from her stump leg. She looked up at her husband from where he had placed her in the bathtub. The warm water began to flow over her body bringing a smile to her face as it did. Finally, she found a word.\n\n“Cassandra?” She asked.\n\n“She’s fine” Her husband reassured her, “I’ll bring her to you the instant I get the blood off, ok?”\n\nShe nodded and lay back, slowly falling asleep as her husband began to wash her.\n\n***************\n\nSkyler was gasping for air. He wasn’t even diabetic, and he was starting to worry he’d run out of blood sugar the way the last couple days had been going. He pried his eyes open and smiled at the reason for his exertion. Alethea was panting next to him; mouth open wide with the razor teeth of a leopard on full display.\n\nIt used to unnerve him, some latent thing his less fully evolved lapine ancestors left behind in him. That was gone though. Alethea had been his angel thought this whole ordeal, and that was saying something when there was an actual angel running around. She could tell how stressed he was whenever he came back from his patrols, and was eternally grateful for how much effort she had done to help him relax and stay sane enough to go back out. He wished he could have reassured her with equal fervor, but he hadn’t had the energy, and in point of fact he wasn’t positive he’d even come back on any particular day, so any reassurances would have felt false.\n\nHe had been fighting monsters, monsters that he knew were also civilians and some of which might have even still been conscious. He didn’t want to think about it. It was all over. Well, the actual fighting was over, but he felt like he’d need his angel for quite some time to come. She seemed to need him as well so with any luck they’d be there for each other for quite some time. 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Chapter 68: Time to Relax

Nyx staggered up the staircase.  She was so exhausted she barely knew how to put one foot in front of the other, and she looked like a right mess.  Her wings trailed behind her scraping on the driveway.  Her ruined shirt dangled about her arms leaving her half naked, but she couldn’t bring herself to care.  Her fur, exposed or otherwise, was a matted mess sticky with dried sweat and blood that had already started to chip off.  Her breed of Lykoi Cat was already almost impossible to groom, and now she’d look like a rug out of a crack house for days at best in her current state.

The neighborhood was almost silent.  Everyone inside would be glued to their TVs, assuming the power was even on.  The radio had already been going nuts telling everyone about the defeat of the prime evil that had invaded Valborg City.  Her own police radio had likewise been going insane.  It seemed that everyone in the FBI or on the local force that knew her number wanted to congratulate her for ‘how amazing she was fighting that thing’.  Evidently at least some of the fight had been broadcast by someone, hiding civilians with cell phones? Security cameras? She didn’t care; She didn’t even care that that her current ‘state of dress’ was probably seen by everyone she knew, though maybe she’d start to freakout about that after having some sleep.
In the silence of the afternoon the only sound was the scraping of her wings, the padding of her feet and the soft clink, clink, of her sword on the steps.  The only reason that she hadn’t dropped the sword was that she almost forgot how to relax her own fingers from the vice grip around it.  Still, it was apparently enough and before she even managed to reach her hand out to the door it flew open, revealing the terrified face of her husband.  His wide eyes relaxing at the mere sight of her, then widening again when he beheld her state.

“Babe.  Oh, good lord what happened to you!” He said rushing over and wrapping her in his arms.

She collapsed almost immediately into them.  Legs failing her, muscles giving out, she decided to let her husband to the work of standing for both of them.  A bit impressive honestly as, while she was far from a large woman, the wings added a good bit of weight to her frame since the last time he had held her.  She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, how much of a relief it was to finally be home and back in his arms, and how overwhelmed she had been over everything that she had done and seen in the last few weeks, but she couldn’t find the words.  Instead, she just started to sob into his shoulder.

“Its ok.  I got you.” He said sweetly lifting her up.

She was vaguely aware of being carried to the bathroom.  Her sword pried from her stiffened fingers, the tattered remains of her clothing peeled from her sticky fur, and her prosthetic unhitched from her stump leg.  She looked up at her husband from where he had placed her in the bathtub.  The warm water began to flow over her body bringing a smile to her face as it did.  Finally, she found a word.

“Cassandra?” She asked.

“She’s fine” Her husband reassured her, “I’ll bring her to you the instant I get the blood off, ok?”

She nodded and lay back, slowly falling asleep as her husband began to wash her.

***************

Skyler was gasping for air.  He wasn’t even diabetic, and he was starting to worry he’d run out of blood sugar the way the last couple days had been going.  He pried his eyes open and smiled at the reason for his exertion.  Alethea was panting next to him; mouth open wide with the razor teeth of a leopard on full display.

It used to unnerve him, some latent thing his less fully evolved lapine ancestors left behind in him.  That was gone though.  Alethea had been his angel thought this whole ordeal, and that was saying something when there was an actual angel running around.  She could tell how stressed he was whenever he came back from his patrols, and was eternally grateful for how much effort she had done to help him relax and stay sane enough to go back out.  He wished he could have reassured her with equal fervor, but he hadn’t had the energy, and in point of fact he wasn’t positive he’d even come back on any particular day, so any reassurances would have felt false.

He had been fighting monsters, monsters that he knew were also civilians and some of which might have even still been conscious.  He didn’t want to think about it. It was all over.  Well, the actual fighting was over, but he felt like he’d need his angel for quite some time to come.  She seemed to need him as well so with any luck they’d be there for each other for quite some time.  They might even enroll in therapy together after things calmed down a bit, though no doubt that would be an in-demand service for a while.

For now, he would just focus on what was in front of him.

He leaned forward and kissed her, his buck teeth clicking against her fangs and his tongue playing with hers.  She returned the favor, pressing her muzzled against him and purring.  Her arms wrapped around him and his around her.  A slight push on his shoulder told him which way she wanted him to lay, something he happily obliged letting her roll him onto his back and slide back on top.

He very much doubted either of them would be walking tomorrow, but for now this was perfect.

************

Sam struggled to keep his hands still.  Mary was the same sitting next to him, with many others beside her and around them both.  The church service was more crowded than it had been in a very long time.  On the one hand he liked the more intimate setting it used to be, but on the other hand he did understand. People wanted answers and ‘literally demons’ wasn’t the easiest thing to answer.

He sighed thinking things over.  A part of him wondering what kind of shit the nice fed agent he had met would be going though soon.  He knew she wasn’t an angel in the same way that Kate was, but Kate was basically invisible save heat vision goggles or the like.  Nyx on the other hand had been on TV, over and over and over, on every channel.  Plenty of people had seen the demons, and they knew about the angel too, but Nyx was the only one they had actually seen.
Heck, was she BECOMING an angel?  He had heard back from his time at the command center that Nyx had been changing, and not just her magic, for lack of a better word, sword and wings; Her physical body had changed a bit too.  Much more stamina than a normal person and heightened strength as well?  He couldn’t know for sure of course, but something had happened to her.  To Mary as well as the girl next to him could see Kate plain as day.

He felt a hand grip his own shaking fingers and he turned to face her.  Apparently, she had sensed his ruminations judging from the look on her face, “I’m fine Mary”

“Are you?”

“No” He sighed, “But as good as I can be, and slowly getting better.”

“Ya… me too… I think” she said with a sigh of her own.  Neither one of them was really listening to the preacher on stage attempt to make any sense of things.  The others here probably weren’t either, in favor of just wanting to be in a crowd in a place where things like this were supposed to make sense.

They’d have to figure a lot out stuff out later, but for now they were alive, and that was far from nothing.

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