PART 2

Once Monica and Andrew arrived at their temporary apartment, the blond angel was quick to lead her to their bedroom and make her lie down a little. He was terrified that something bad could happen to her or to their little baby, and to him, Monica’s fragile human form required twice more care.

“Let me cover you a little, you must be cold...” He said, making sure that she had enough pillows against her back and covering her with a blanket. And the Irish angel couldn’t hide a slight smile, finding it adorable the way his protectiveness had doubled after she’d become pregnant.

“Andrew... thank you, but... you see... it’s a wee bit hot in here...” she tried to say, which caused him to frown with more concern, “Hot? Are you feeling alright?”

“Y-yes, I’m fine... I just don’t think I need a blanket...”

“Would you like me to open the windows?”

“Well... yes, it’s a beautiful day outside...” she replied, not really wanting to contradict him, given the terrible experience he’d had early in the beginning of the afternoon.

“Are you feeling comfortable? Is there anything else you want?” he wanted to know, once he’d opened the window shutters, and taking her hand.

Monica smile grew wider and she took his hand to her belly, “I promise our little angel and I are both fine...” 

“Thank God for that...” the blond angel replied, tenderly caressing her belly and never moving his gaze from hers, “I’ll prepare your lunch, angel, it’s almost 4 o’clock and you didn’t eat anything!”

“Well, it’s true, we’re a wee bit hungry, you know?”

He pecked her lips and stood up from the bed, “I’ll make you both a big lunch, with everything that you like! You stay right here, ok?”

“Okay, we promise!”

Like he said, Andrew prepared his wife a big lunch, with lots of fruits and an apple pie for desert, and this time Monica didn’t protest because in fact she was starving. Pleased to see her practically devouring everything in front of her, he sat at the table next to her and watched her eating, once in a while having flashbacks of the terrible nightmare he’d had hours before.

“Everybody at the restaurant was praying for you, angel... Even the owner, who arrived a few minutes after the robbery.”

“I know... I could feel their prayers and also your despair, Andrew... I tried to tell you I was fine but... in human form, I guess it was not possible for me, and you were so desperate that it affected your angelic abilities too...”

A slight sigh escaped him as he nodded his head, “Yes, I guess you’re right... I heard the Father talking to me, telling me that you were being watched over but...” She reached out and covered his hand with her much smaller one, as he squeezed it and kept on speaking, “I wish I could just forget it but tomorrow you have to go to the police station...”

“To be honest, I wasn’t feeling tired and could perfectly well go to the police station and identify the man who had robbed the restaurant, but I have to tell you a secret... I didn’t want to.”

“You didn’t?”

“No...”

Confusion clouded his handsome features, “I... I don’t understand...”

Monica told him everything that had happened on that day, including her raptor’s sad story and all he was going through with his little daughter. And the blond angel was equally moved to know about it, soon forgetting the initial anger he’d felt at the human being who had dared to rip his angel girl from his arms.

“Gosh... I could never imagine...” he spoke, visibly surprised.

“You should’ve seen the look on his face... He was devastated and ready to do anything for his daughter and I... I could understand his reasons, Andrew! As a parent, I... I could see through his heart...”

Andrew nodded and took her hand to his lips, “I know what you mean, angel... And now we both know what you were doing there, at that very moment...”

“He took the car with him just because he wanted to get to the other city quickly, but he said he would leave it in the first deserted street he found. And the money... Well, he didn’t return all the money, you know. He said that his wee girl needed a medicine...”

Her eyes were immediately filled with tears and Andrew was quick to pull her for a warm embrace, laying a kiss on the top of her head.

On the following day, however, Monica was called at the police station and, as much as she didn’t want to, she had to answer to the sheriff’s questions and to help the police to draw a picture of the man they were looking for. She couldn’t lie but secretly hoped that they would never catch Steven, and that he and his family could find some help far away from that region.

Mr Parks, the owner of the restaurant, was there too and as soon as Monica finished to describe her raptor’s face, the police officer turned the sketch pad to her and to the old man. “Is it any similar to him, Mrs?”

“Y-yes...” she replied, secretly asking herself why she had to do it.

“Do you recognise this man, Mr Parks? Is he familiar?” the sheriff wanted to know, but when the old man saw the picture, his face went pale and he covered his mouth with his hand. “Oh, my God...” was all he could whisper, visibly shocked.

The Irish angel looked at Andrew, who had been sitting next to her, both noticing the drastic change in Mr Parks face.

“Do you know this man?” the sheriff insisted, and then the old man took the sketch pad in his hand, slightly tracing a line with his finger along the birthmark Steven had on his left cheek.

“Y-yes... I... believe I found my son... The son I lost track of since his mother left me, 20 years ago...”

X

A couple of weeks later, at night...

“I’m so happy!” Monica exclaimed, wrapping her arms around Andrew’s waist, both of them walking along the sidewalk, heading to the small apartment they were temporarily staying at. They were both coming from the local police station, knowing that their assignments in that small town had finally come to an end on that day. On the following day, they would move to some other place, to help other people.

The blond angel had his arm permanently wrapped around her small shoulders and a smile on his handsome face, “Well, I can see that from the spark on your eyes, angel!” he replied.

“Steven not only found his long time lost father but also got the help he’d been praying for and now his daughter will be able to do the treatment and heal! Besides, Mr Parks won’t be that lonely old man any longer! On his birthday, he was given a complete family as a present: his son, granddaughter and daughter-in-law!”

Chuckling at her excitement, and equally happy, he nodded his head, “The Father never ceases to amaze me! What we thought would start as a terrible tragedy ended up as a surprising and happy story! All because of a certain angel girl, who I happen to love deeply!”

Blushing deeply and not wanting the credit all for her, Monica looked at him “That’s not true, Andrew. If you hadn’t showed up at the apartment and invited me to have lunch with you... And if I wasn’t that hungry and hadn’t arrived at the restaurant earlier than we arranged, this wouldn’t have happened!”

“Alright... And if you weren’t expecting this little angel, maybe you wouldn’t be so hungry!” he added, having in mind that these were mainly pieces of events that had all been tied up by their loving Father, Who was in control all the time.

“Well, yes, I agree with that!” she said, giggling.

“Which reminds me... How about going to the restaurant and having dinner? We’ll be leaving tomorrow and...”

“Oh, no! You see... I have a surprise for you waiting at our temporary home...” she told him, in a low voice, as if telling him a secret.

The blond angel raised his eyebrows with curiosity, “A surprise?”

“Yes!” she grabbed his hand, “C’mon, it’s just waiting for you!”

They arrived at the apartment, and to make things a bit more exciting, Monica insisted that Andrew should close his eyes while she opened the door. She still guided him along the entrance hall up to the dinning room and only then did she give him permission to open his eyes.

“You can look now, Andrew!”

Chuckling, and highly amused, the blond angel obliged her and saw a complete candle light dinner set for two on the beautifully decorated dining table. Lost for words, he looked at her with a smile on his handsome face, “Angel... it’s... it’s all so beautiful... It might have taken you hours to...”

“I did everything while you were away this afternoon, before I went to meet you at the police station!”

Shaking his head and visibly pleased with that surprise, he turned to her and tenderly caressed her cheek, “You’re certainly the most adorable creature in this world, sweetie...”

Cupping her cheek gently, he bent his head and brushed his lips against hers, in a loving kiss. When they parted, she looked deep inside his green pools with so much expectation that it caused his heart to melt. “I hope you like it... I made it all by myself, you know?”

“Y-you did?” came a clumsy reply, and he started to imagine what the food prepared by his beloved angel girl tasted like.

“Yes!” she replied, happy to have accomplished that. But then, she frowned slightly, “I’m just a wee bit worried about it... I hope I’ve followed all the instructions correctly...”

Not wanting her to feel disappointed in any way – no matter how “delicious” dinner tasted like, Andrew pulled her for a warm embrace and kissed the top of her head lovingly, “Oh, angel... I love everything that comes from you, baby. And I know you did it with all your heart and with much love; nothing can go wrong when we make things with love, can it?”

A teary smile appeared on her face, and she closed her eyes briefly, resting her head against his chest, “I suppose not... I love you so much...”

He kissed her forehead and the tip of her nose, “So do I, angel...”

And, once again, he kissed her sweet rosy lips. It didn’t really matter the taste of the food nor how beautifully decorated the table was – the only thing they were really aware of that night was each other. Besides, having dinner together would always be a romantic excuse for a night filled with sweet caresses, whispered loving words and some of the most wonderful moments of their existence.

To be continued