Chapter 1

        "What's all this?!" Monica gasped in surprise as soon as she found her

        voice. Looking wide-eyed around her, the angel took in all around her.

        Balloons and streamers decorated every area of the large, spacious

        ballroom, while a long table stood in the corner, piled high with food--

        including a lovely cake! Smiling widely, the caseworker inwardly laughed

        as she spotted a large coffee pot set up at the end of the table.

        Still totally stunned and confused at what was happening around her,

        Monica turned and faced Andrew, Tess and the countless other figures in

        the room--most of them, from what she could tell, fellow angels.

        "What's going on here?" the angel laughingly questioned, but smiling

        joyfully at the same time. After all, she loved parties! "What's the

        celebration for?"

        Before she could say another word, Andrew walked towards her and wrapped

        her in his arms tightly, gently kissing the side of her head. Still

        holding onto his friend, the Angel of Death finally spoke up.

        "Monica...we're all so proud of you. Just so proud, sweetie," he began,

        gently pulling back from the embrace so that he could look into her

        sparkling, brown eyes. "Monica, we're all here to celebrated because we

        have some awesome news for you..."

        "What kind of news?" Monica piped up, eyes widening as she stared at her

        friend, then at everyone surrounded around her, questions and excitement

        shown in her eyes.

        His mouth turning up into a small, loving grin, Andrew placed his hands

        on both of his friend's shoulders, gazing into her eyes as he opened his

        mouth,

        "Sweetheart, the Father informed Tess and I yesterday that He has chosen

        to move you from casework to a supervisory position...Monica, you've been

        promoted to be a supervisor..."

        Upon hearing her friend's words, excited tears brimmed in the Irish

        angel's beautiful, brown eyes as she let out an excited squeel and threw

        herself into Andrew's arms, nearly knocking him over.

        "A supervisor?!" she squeeled as she clung excitedly to her friend,

        burrying her head in his shoulder,

        "The Father promoted me to be a SUPERVISOR??"

        Chuckling softly at her charge's excitement, Tess walked over to her

        friends and wrapped her arms around them tightly,

        "That's right, Baby," she confirmed, kissing each of her young charge's

        heads as she tightened her strong arms around their shoulders,

        "That's right...you'll be a supervisor to a new caseworker very soon. The

        Father knows you have the potential for this position; He's seen you work

        with us..."

        "I can't believe this is happening..." the Irish angel whispered, feeling

        more joyful tears start to roll down her face,

        "To me..."

        Gently pulling back from his best friend's embrace, Andrew glanced around

        at the large crowd before them before returning his look to his fellow

        angels,

        "Well...there's some more surprises in store today," he softly replied,

        grabbing hold of both Monica and Tess' hands,

        "And--I also have an announcement of my own to make later on. To both of

        you..."

        His green eyes suddenly turning serious, the Angel of Death turned to

        face his supervisor, meeting her surprised brown eyes, which grew wider

        at his words.

        "You, too, Angel Boy?" she questioned, total shock showing on her face.

        "So do I, Babies..."

        Her brow furrowing, Monica glanced at each of her friends, curiosity

        evident on her pretty features. What kind of announcements could her two

        best friends have?? Were they announcements that could change their lives

        and friendships? Were they being promoted, too?

        The questions ringing in her head all at once, the young angel moved her

        eyes around at the group before her and decided to push her concerns and

        curiosity to the back of her mind for the time being and have fun for

        now.

        Allowing her cheerful smile to return to her full, red lips, Monica once

        more gave Andrew and Tess' hands one last squeeze before facing the crowd

        and piping up, her Irish voice ringing ou over the large room.

        "So! Who wants some coffee?"