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The feeling was wonderful; my sword stained with the blood of blasphemes angels. It cut through them like a hot knife through butter. The joy of ridding heaven of these vial rodents was better then sex. We stood victorious, Michael and I, not one of our men was harmed. They just stood there, and let us kill them. If they weren’t willing to fight for their lives then they deserved death. As Michael and I stood there observing our handy work; a familiar voice rang out. By time I turned around I was not able to see whom it was that was calling me.

“Stop! I want to see who that is” I called out as my men swarmed the female voice.
“Chaos! It’s me… Messiah!” She called out in a trembling voice.
“Messiah!” I yelled as I ran towards her, taking her into a hug.
“My God, where have you been? They told me you were here….”
“Chaos… what have you done? You killed so many innocents,” she said through a vale of tears.

When I looked at her eyes I knew right then and there that she was the one picked to take Gods place. I grabbed her by the neck and pulled my sword. My own sister was at the head of this… this evil. She thought that she could take God’s place? Never! God will return once she is disposed of. She sat there clawing at my hand and was begging… My sister, my twin was begging for me to stop. I brought my sword down faster then lighting. I let my sword miss her porously to see her reaction. She didn’t even blink, as death looked her right in the eyes.

“Messiah… why are you doing this?” I said with a sigh.
“Why!? I don’t want another angel to have to go through what father, uncle Scott, and uncle Branden did. Angels leaving, or being ejected into Hell for no reason other then jealousy or a disagreement.” She said in between whimpers.
“Messiah…” I said as a tear escaped my eye.
“Look around you.. at what you’ve done. These angels were only here to voice their opinion. Nothing more or less… and you killed them. They were unarmed! They stood no chance against you! At least Lucifer only attacked those armed and wanting to fight!” She screamed out at me.

She had a point… We knew of there gathering for some time, but did they know of ours? Would they still have come if they knew we were going to kill them and if so, would they have come unarmed. So many things swam inside my head. I fell to my knees and embraced my sister. Begging for her forgiveness.

Pain.. Hot flames suddenly took over my chest. Messiah’s tears turned from clear to red. Blood started to flow from her mouth as she tightened her grip on me. I looked over my shoulder to see Michael standing over me with a disgusted look on his face. His sword went straight through me into Messiah. She leaned into me and whispered her forgiveness into my ear, as she took her last breath and died in my arms. My world slowly went dark and cold. Nothingness consumed me….

The angels that wanted to place a new ruler at the head of heaven protested and petitioned peacefully. Buy the look and the head count they had almost enough to place me in the golden chair. Raphael and I were about to leave for the forth level, Zubul, when a messenger came and told us of the horror going on up there.

While the angels joyfully gathered to express there opinions, a sense of unease fill Zubul. They all gathered here in hopes to place Messiah at the golden chair. To finally stop all this corruption that had plagued heaven for far too long. A joyous murmur filled the air, but it was cut short by a scream of pain. Blood splatter covered many innocent bystanders, as a huge army of warrior angels appeared from the opening of Zubul.

At the head of this blood thirsty army was none other then Chaos and Michael. Dressed in heavenly armor and barring freshly stained swords, they charged and slaughtered the unarmed protesters. No mercy was shown to the young or old, just thoughtless slaughter. They cried out in joy and bliss as they quickly made their way through the crowd, killing anything that breathed or moved. This slaughter happened so quick no one had time to react or even run. They just stood and watched as their deaths drew nearer.

I screamed out in pain and sorrow as I heard the news of the massacre. I collapsed when I was informed that it was my own brother leading this horrific display. I had to go see him, I knew that I could stop him and bring peace once again. Of course Raphael opposed to this idea, but he didn’t know me or my brother. We were connected and bound to each other, I could end this, and I had to end this.

I made my way towards Zubul; my hardest challenge would be to make it past Machonon. That was Michaels domain, I fear that by trying to go up to Zubul, that I may be stopped. Yes that was going to be my hardest challenge.

I got on the lift that would take me up; thankfully I had no problems going past Machonon. When I finally reached Zubul, my heard sank. Thousands of dead angels littered the ground, what once was white and light, was now dark and bloody. This was enough to drive a normal human insane. I must be strong, for mother, and for all of those on earth.

I finally found him, Michael by his side patting him on the back. I ran towards the man that once was my brother. Calling for him as hot steaming tears streaked down my face. Could I make it to him? Warrior angels were starting to close in around me. I must make it to Chaos.

I was talking to Messiah and getting hyped about the party at mom's house. I couldn't believe that she'd let us have it there. She was the coolest mom ever. I looked out my window at this hot girl walking down the street when all of a sudden my body went numb and I was blinded by a brilliant white light. Finally after my eyes adjusted I found myself laying on a hard floor with this guy standing over me. He was dressed in leather and armor. He had long black hair that was pulled back and eyes the color of gold. He extended a hand and helped me up.

"I'm Michael, known as the one who looks like God as well as the worrier that defeated Lucifer. You are currently in Machonon, the Forth level of heaven and my domain."
"My name is Chaos, where's my sister?" I asked while trying to soak in all the info.
"Sorry but I'm unaware of her current location. She's some where around here. So let us get down to business; fallow me and we'll talk." He said as he started to walk down a corridor.

He led me to a room filled with armor-clad men. They all rose and bowed as we entered the room. He offered me a seat next to him.

"I'm aware of who and what you are Chaos. As well as your purpose here. Are you aware of the current situation here in heaven?" Michael asked me.
"Yes, God has gone on an extended absence, and the only way to make him come back would be to rock the heavens."
"That's correct. Do you know how we are going to accomplish this?"
"No… I've been trained in many fields but as to what I'm suppose to do… I'm clueless."

Michael told me he had a plan, a spectacle so grand that God will have to come back. He said that I would have to lead his army in a war against thoughs who believe that nothing we could do bring God back. He told me that this group had a person already chosen to take Gods place and rule heaven. That was blasphemous and it pissed me off. No one could take Gods place. I agreed to lead the army and kill this wanna-be God.

After weeks of training and getting ready message came that those who opposed God's return would be gathering and meeting at Zubul, the sixth level of heaven, to challenge Phanuel. I was getting pumped at the thought of battle. My father taught me many things that would help me along the way. I will slaughter those who oppose the return of God! I will not fail my father! I will do has he wishes and rock the heavens!

It happened so quickly, I didn't even see the truck run the red light. All I remember is it coming towards us. I slowly open my eyes and I'm greeted by a man wearing an all white three-piece suit. He had red hair cut in a business mans style and big jade green eyes. He smiled at me and introduced himself as Raphael, the angel of Healing and a guardian of Eden. He told me that I was in Shehaqim, the third level of heaven, the place that holds the Garden of Eden and the tree of life.

"My name is Messiah," I said in a quivering voice.
"I know who you are, I've been waiting for you." Raphael said in a pleasant tone.
"So you know the meaning of my birth and my purpose here?"
"Yes but there are a few things I must tell you first." He said while taking my hand.

We walked through a beautiful garden then into an immaculate Victorian style house. Once we were inside I noticed that the room was full of men, all dressed the same. He gave a quick introduction, by telling me their names and that they, like he, were all guardians of Eden.

He explained that God usually takes a leave of absence every so many centuries, but this time he's been gone for far too long. Due to that two theories have been circulating. One that God is bored with heaven and that the only thing needed to bring him back would be some disturbance and drama amongst the seven levels of heaven. The second is that he has left us permanently and a new leader needs to stand up and take control.

Now those sitting in with us today believe in the latter due to the amount of drama already going on. They all new of my coming and decided that I had what it took to become the new ruler of heaven. They said because I was full of love and logic that I was the perfect host. They told me that if I was able to get enough supporters that out numbered those that believe God will come back, that those at the top will step down with out any casualties.

After many weeks of discussing and debating the best strategies we decided to call a massive gathering to show support for me. We planned to make a stand tomorrow at daybreak. That's when I found out about my greatest challenge. There was a man that believed that God would come back if a massive spectacle were to take place. That spectacle would be the slaughtering of those that opposed Gods return.

They told me this man was fearless and hardheaded. That he wouldn't listen to any ones opinion. He said that his only mission was to rock the heavens and make God return. I trembled at the thought of meeting him. I was not into violence, it wasn't in my nature. Like my mom I was full of logic and passion for life in all forms.

I've never bought so much booze in all my life. Today Chaos and Messiah turn 21. So I got the house set up for a major party for them. They were going to college and lived at a dorm, and that wasn't suitable for a binge party. Every thing that was breakable was put in my room and locked. I promised that I'd give them the run of the house for the evening, on the understanding that who ever came into the house had to spend the night or call a cab. I wasn't going to have any one leaving my house drunk and get into an accident. So I loaded the kitchen up with food, drinks, and lots of plastic cups.

I finished getting the house set up around 4 pm. While the kids were going to have the party I was going over to Kari's for a grown up party. So I hopped into the shower and rinsed away all the worries in my mind. For some unknown reason I felt an unease. The boys were all over at Kari's setting up for our party. Alex is going to pick me up around five because my car is in the shop.

As I washed up I noticed how well my body looked at my age. I was now 46 yrs old but I didn't look a day over 27. I'm guessing that being bound to Raziel and Scott has either dramatically reduced my aging or stopped it all together, because neither of them looked over 30. I was rinsing the conditioner out of my hair when I noticed that some one was walking around my room. I saw the silhouette of a man in my bathroom door way. By the looks of it I was guessing that it was Alex. Over the past few years he's grown some balls and started hitting on me again. I'm guessing that because every one knows that I'm with both Scott and Raziel; that he thinks I'm willing to add another lover to my already rocking sex life.

"Um… you know it's rude to stare at a woman while she’s bathing? I don't recall hearing a knock. Just wait for me down stairs, I'm done." I said as I shut off the shower. I cracked open the sliding door just enough for me to grab my towel and not flash Alex. As I reached for my towel I noticed that it was gone. Oh he's feeling feisty today.
"Haha funny now please hand me my towel… Alex stop fooling around I'm cold now please hand me my towel you old fart!" I hissed out as I started to shiver. I heard a snicker that definably wasn't Alex. I peeked my head out the shower door to see Corey leaning in my bathroom doorway with the towel draped over his shoulder. He had an evil grin oh his face as he eyed me through the cloudy glass door.

"Corey damn it! Give me my towel!"
"Oh come on Pris, just let me have a peek."
"I swear if I have to come to get my towel; my naked body will be the last thing that you'll ever see again!"
"Ooo is that a promise. Come on you know I've been hot for you for years. All I've ever wanted from you was a kiss…and to ravage your body." He said seductively.
I let out a sigh, "Corey please?"
"Well…since you said please." He dropped his head down and slowly walked over to hand me my towel.

As I grabbed the towel from him; he grabbed the shower door and flung it open revealing my nakedness. I quickly wrapped the towel around me but as I did so he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms. He picked me up and started to walk over to my bed. All the while I'm struggling to get free and trying to keep my towel from falling off. He threw me down on the bed and pinned my arms down. He just stayed there for a while looking into my shocked eyes.

He grew up into a gorges man, he kept his light brown hair on the short side. It was cut shorter on the sides and back but a few inches longer on the top. As he had me pinned it fell out of place and hung a little over his eyes; his piercing emerald eyes, they were locked on mine. They seemed to be searching mine for something.

"Corey! What the hell is wrong with you? Let me up now!" I said as I struggled against his hands.
"Pris… I.."
"You must have a death wish, because if you don't get off of me I'm going to kill you! That is a promise!" I yelled at him trying to unpin my hips.
"Oh god don't move like that, you have know idea how much you turn me on. I love the yummy mommy thing. Before I thought it was just infatuation, but after the years it's gotten deeper. No other woman compares to your beauty, talent, intelligence, and mothering nature." He whispered into my ear with trembling lips.
"Yes I know, I've known for many years now, but I'm already in love with two wonderful men. Truthfully I couldn't handle another man in my life." I calmly said to him.

I kept very still, even slowed down my breathing to not make things any more tempting for him. He moved up towards my face and looked into my eyes again. He brushed his lips against my ever so lightly. I could feel his breathing quicken and his manhood swell up. I went to turn my head away to break the eye contact but as I moved he pushed his hips down on me and forced a kiss on my lips. Since he was distracted I managed to move my left leg between his legs. I braced myself and flipped him over me. He yelped as he landed on his a**. I quickly got up, grabbed the clothes I picked out earlier and locked myself into the bathroom to get dressed.

"Pris! Damn that hurt, what's the big idea? Come on and open the door."
"Corey you are 38 yrs old and yet you still act like a horny teenager."
"Oh come on, don't you want a young stud in your bed?" He said playfully.
"You are such a letch and a pervert. Go to hell!"
"If I go to hell then who's going to drive you to Kari's?"
"What I thought Alex was going to pick me up?" I said as I applied my make-up.
"He was but Kari asked him to pick up some more beer, so I volunteered to pick you up."
"Of course I should have known." I said as I opened the door.

Corey's mouth hit the floor when he saw me. I was wearing a pair of fitted low-rise white jeans and a light pink fitted low cut t-shirt that hung off my shoulders. I ignored his reaction and walked towards the door. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head against the wall. He leaned into me and started to kiss my neck. That was it, I was getting pissed; I’m too old for this s**t. I kneed him in the balls and told him that I'll take a cab.

I went down stairs and put my shoes on. I could hear Corey upstairs moaning and groaning. Nothing hurts more then getting hit in the groin when you're fully erect. As I reached for the phone to call a cab I heard a knock at the door. I thought maybe it was my kids. They said that they were going to be driving down together. As I was reaching for the door I noticed Corey hobbling down the stairs. When I opened the door I was greeted by two pleasantly plump polis officers.

"Can I help you?"
"Are you Ms. Priscilla Bailey? One officer asks.
"Yes, is there something wrong?"
"I'm sorry but your children Chaos and Messiah Bailey have been in an accident."
"Oh my god are they ok?" I asked with a quivering voice.
"I'm sorry Ms. but they died upon impacted. They were hit a drunk driver."
"No! This can't be! Chaos! Messiah! No!" I screamed out and collapsed to the floor.

Corey ran over and held me as I wept hysterically. I couldn't believe this, my babies were dead. I couldn’t take this, I passed out in Corey's arms. In the blackness of my mind I thought I heard their voices. They told me that everything would be ok, and that they knew that this day was coming. They told me that they had a job to do and that their father trained them for this.

I was so sad and confused, I cursed the heavens for taking my babies away from me. I'd spend eternity in hells flames if I could have them back. My children… Chaos… Messiah…

I think I'm going to yank all my hair out! Today is Chaos and Messiah's tenth birthday. They've grown so much and they are so different from each other. Chaos seems to be the brawns while Messiah is the brains. Messiah is very logical in a think before you act kinda way. Of course, Chaos is always running around getting into fights and causing trouble. Though I am proud to say that most of his fights are for the better. He's always sticking up for the little guy and the poor kid that gets crammed into a locker. Messiah usually gets the bullies with either the kills them with kindness or outsmarts them at their own game. Quite a pair they make.

It was utter chaos in the house today. I had over twenty children running around playing party games. At the moment a treasure hunt was in progress. Too bad the kids liked the treasures in my room more then the candy and toys hidden around the lower level. Kari and Corey were helping corral the little rug rats; too bad I needed a small army to actually do it. Luckily Alex and Branden showed up to help me as well. Raziel and Scott were getting the cake and goodie bags ready while I tried to keep the kids down stairs.

With all the running I've been doing; it's been quite easy to keep my girlish figure. Chasing kids up the stairs and down, inside and outside. I've had to cut my hair short to be able to keep up with them. Both Raziel and Scott were heart broken when I came home with my hair cut to my shoulders oppose to it being down to my Butt. I've been very careful around the kids with Scott and Raziel. Sadly I've been able to only show affections for Raziel in front of them, after all he is their father. Scott on the other hand would have to wait till they were either in school or in bed. This made things kinda of tense between the two men.

When the kids were in school I would work from home part time. Luckily Alex was kind enough to let me do that. Though it seemed to benefit him more. Yes I did actually get more done at home but this also meant that he didn't have to spend that much time with me. Alex was still in love with me, but because he chose to just be friends when he found out I was pregnant, he missed his chance. I could tell that he has been kicking himself in the a** for that. He and every one at the office know that I’m now with Raziel. Corey on the other hand as been quite evil. He definitely has a major thing for me and hides it from no one. There's an eight yr difference between us but that means nothing to him. He's always loved my artwork and has fallen for me the day I met him for brunch with Alex. I need to be careful around him; many times Corey has tried to make a move on me. Every one thinks it's cute, I think it's creepy.

It was now 8:30 pm; I just sent the last kid home as well as the adults. Messiah and Chaos were still bouncing around on a sugar high. I just started to clean up the mess, making them help me. They thought it was fun to rip all the banners and ribbons off the walls and ceiling. After an hour of cleaning I was finally done and the kids were getting tired and sleepy. I got them bathed and ready for bed. I read to Messiah and then sang to Chaos. Bedtime rituals were always relaxing and stress relieving. I showered, brushed my teeth, then went down to sit on the couch, and watch some TV.
Oh it felt oh so good to finally get off my feet. The house was so quiet… too quiet. Actually I don't remember where Raziel and Scott disappeared to. Something didn't feel right. I felt a tightness in my chest and was having troubles breathing. Why was I feeling like this; if I don't take a breath I will surely suffocate. I started to panic, I couldn't breath! My vision was starting to blur around the edges; I collapsed on the floor. Next thing I know I see Messiah standing over me with confusion in her eyes. She screams and runs off. I can hear her screaming and crying.

"Chaos! Daddy! Uncle Scott! Uncle Branden! Some body help me! Mommy needs help! Help me!" She screamed as she ran through the house.
"Messiah what's up with all the screaming?" A drowsy Chaos replied.
"Some things wrong with mommy!" She yelled as she pulled him towards me.

I was sprawled out on the floor, clutching my neck, trying to breath. Messiah appeared over me again, this time with Chaos in tow. Chaos went from sleepy eyed to wide awaked and panic in an instant. He started asking Messiah what happened and what was wrong with me. I tried to answer but I couldn't speak. Things started to calm down now; my vision was now going dark. I stopped struggling. They both started to yell at me and shake me. Now my hearing was going fuzzy. Was I dieing? If I was; who would take care of my children? They needed me, I couldn't leave them, I startle to struggle again against the darkness that was taking hold of me.

All of a sudden the kids were pulled back and two bruised and bloody men stood over me now. It was Scott and Raziel; just a soon as they touched me I was able to breath again. I took my first breath in what seemed like an eternity. Chaos and Messiah pushed the men back and hugged me while they cried. After a few minuets I was able to talk again and I told them that I was going to be alright.

When Chaos saw the disheveled appearance of his father and his uncle, something clicked in that brain of his. Messiah seemed to share the same thought. My kids were smart, they knew what their father and Scott were. Apparently they knew that I was connected with their father at least.

Chaos leapt onto his father and started to beat on his chest. Raziel was so in shock that he couldn't block him. Messiah tried to pull him off but it was of no use. Scott just stood there and stared.

"You idiot! You almost killed my mom! What were you thinking!" He yelled as he hit his father.
"Chaos no! It was an accident! It had to be; he wouldn't do anything that would hurt mommy! Chaos stop it!" Messiah screamed as she tried to pull her brother of Raziel.
"Chaos… please stop…" I said calmly but with a quivering voice.

As soon as I said it he stopped and slunk down. He started to weep as he just collapsed on his father's chest. Messiah curled up into my lap; weeping and sobbing. Chaos crawled off of his father over to me and laid his head on top of his sisters. I wrapped my arms around them both. I sat there for a few minuets as Raziel and Scott just sat on the floor; refusing to make eye contact with me. I stood up with both kids and headed for my room. We would sleep together tonight. I almost lost my two babies because of something that they were doing. I glared at both the men as I walked by.

"We'll talk in the morning…till then; I don't want to see or hear either of you." I said as I climbed the stairs.

It was the next morning and I woke up with my kids in bed with me. I'll let them stay home from school today. They were sleeping soundly, so I crept out of bed and made my way down stairs still in my nightgown. To my surprise Raziel and Scott were in the exact place where I left them. They haven't even changed. They both lifted their heads up as they heard me approach. I walked right past them to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. I poured a cup and sat on the couch opposite of the men.

"So… what the hell happened last night?" I said calmly and sipped my coffee.
"We got into a fight…" Scott whispered.
"Over what?"
"You…" Raziel replied.
"…I see…and why were you fighting? Is it because of how I act towards you when the kids are around?" I asked annoyed.
"…yes…I'm very jealous because I can only show affections towards you when the kids are ether sleeping or at school. I want to be able to kiss you or hold your hand when ever an urge arises." Scott said quietly.
"…so who was the one getting choked?" I asked quietly.
"I was…" Scott replied.
"Ok, so now we know what happens when you two fight. I feel the effects as well. So that is one lesson learned. Next time you two have the urge to fight I would hope that you'll come to me first. Now I see where Chaos gets his personality from." I calmly said while eyeing Raziel.

"They were fighting over you?" I heard Chaos say from the stairs.
"Chaos! How long have you been there?" I asked with a hint guilt in my voice.
"Is it true? Does uncle Scott love you like dad does?" He asked
"Yes it's true, uncles Scott loves me, in the same way that your father does." I replied truthfully.
"Sssoooo why are they fighting if you love them both?"
"Because humans are only suppose to be with one man, so I act like I only love your father when you or anyone else is around." I replied.
"Well if Messiah or I didn't care about you loving both of them, would they stop fighting?"
"Most likely, yeah that would make them stop fighting."
"Then love them… I don't want you to get hurt again… It makes Messiah cry." He said then went to his room to change and get ready for breakfast.

We three just sat there in shock at how mature my son is acting. What a morning… I finished my coffee and started breakfast. I told Scott and Raziel to go and get cleaned up.

We've been home for about a month now. It took awhile-getting use to the 3 am feedings. Luckily I'm not alone on this. Raziel, Branden, and Scott have been here helping me during all hours of the day. We've been taking turns and working shifts so we all got some sleep. Though we have it down packed now, the babies pretty much need feedings and diaper changes every 6-8 hours.

I just finished putting Chaos and Messiah down for the night. It was about 4:30am when I finally reached my room. I was startled to see Raziel sitting on my bed looking sad. I sat down next to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He took my hand then kissed it.

"Scott has been spending a lot of time with you… are you aware of his feelings toward you?" He asked with a bit of a quiver in his voice.
"Yes I've known for a few months now;" I said with a sigh.
"Do you love him?"
"…yes…."
"I'm very confused, then why have you opened yourself up to me if you love him?"
"You know it is possible to love more then one person…"
"…But you've made love to him haven't you?"
"…y-yes I have."
"Then why can't you make love to me…?" He asked as tears formed in his eyes.
"…………"
"It's because I tricked you isn't it? You love me but can't trust me?"
"I don't know… maybe…"
"Haven't you wanted to touch me? See what it feels like to kiss me with out fear?"
"I…I…"
"Don't hold back Priscilla, don't fight the urges. Give into your self, your wants and desires. We angels don't hold the same rules as you humans do. You can love us both freely. We've never denied ourselves of our wants till we came to earth. In Heaven, if you loved another and that angel loved you back then nothing would hold them back, even if there was another lover."

I couldn't look at him, what he said was true. I did harbor feelings of love and desire for him as well as Scott. I don't know if I could do this, I'm not use to this. The rules have always been that good girls stayed with one man but what if he said was true. Different realms had different rules. Scott new of my feelings for Raziel, we've even discussed how they've grown much stronger over time. The only thing Scott would say is that he loved me no matter what and that he'd always be here for me.

My tears started to become more fierce as I questioned my morals and the ways life has set for us. He noticed that he was loosing the battle with the human morals that have been imprinted since birth. So he did the only thing that he could think of that might have an impact on my decision. He gently touched the side of my face so I would turn to look at him. He gazed into my big amber eyes and smiled sweetly and warmly at me. I was consumed by the silver eyes, they were so innocent, and hurt. He drew closer to me and gently kissed my button lip ever so lightly. I closed my eyes and lingered there for a moment.

His lips were hot and moist. They were soft as satin and just as full of longing and wanting as his eyes. I melted into him as he kissed me again and brushed the tears from my cheeks. I couldn't pull away, I didn't want to, for the first time in my life I felt whole. Like something from my past that was wrongfully taken away was now returned.

Is this what he meant by loving me since the day he first held me? Is it possible that I've loved him since that day as well and didn't even know it. Can an infant fall in love while in heaven?

I put my hand up to his face… it was just as smooth and comforting as crushed velvet. He trembled as I touched him, I could feel him letting his guard down and to finally opening up his heat to me. It was amazing, I could feel all his emotions, the hurt and happiness of being with me. His restraint and desire to wanting to be able to just touch me. Could he feel my emotions too? I was starting to feel weak, all this bombardment of emotions was physically draining on me. I passed out in his arms.

I awoke to the sounds of whimpers coming through the baby monitor. Messiah was awake and ready for her breakfast bottle, Chaos should be stirring soon. They seemed quite in tune with each other. As I opened my eyes I realized that I wasn't alone. I was actually sleeping on Raziel. My body was between his legs, my head was on his chest, while my hands were around his waist. His arms were tightly wrapped around me. He looked so happy and peaceful sleeping.

I tried to get up without disturbing him but I knew that I wasn't able to avoid it. He shoot up and asked what was wrong. I told him that Messiah was awake and wanting to be fed. I pushed him back down and told him to go back to sleep. He kissed my hand and fell back to sleep rather easily.

As I was tending to the children I heard the doorbell. I answered it to find a frumpy looking Scott standing there. His hair was messy and his shirt was untucked. It looked like he had a restless sleep.

"Scott?" I asked while trying to burp Chaos and opening the door more for him to come in.
"He confessed to you didn't he?" He asked.
"Confessed? Well it was more like he knew that we were together."
"No I mean…uh…how do I put this, he opened his heart and made you feel his emotions."
"Um… yeah. How did you know?" I asked as I took a seat next to the baby swing with Messiah in it.
"I uh could feel it. Did he kiss you?"
"Yes and how is it that you could feel it."
"Because when I made love to you, you gained my mark which connects us mentally." He said not able to make eye contact.
"…and when were you planning on telling me this? So now I have both your mark as well as Raziel's?" I was growing angry.
"Well you see it just happens, it's not something I can control. In heaven if you make love to another angel you're bound for life. So… now that you know that Raziel and you have been bound since your very first meeting, will you leave me?" He quietly asks.
"…I know this sounds bad but Raziel said that I didn't have to choose, that I could… you know have you both. That in heaven angels weren't bound by the same morals and rules as humans." I felt so dirty saying that, but hey, if you can have both… why not?

Chaos finally burped so I put him in the other swing next to his sister. When I looked back at Scott he was all teary eyed. This didn't look good, did Raziel lie to me… As the tough swam through my head Scott pulled me into a passionate kiss. After a few minuets he hugged me.

"S-Scott…?"
"Oh I'm so glad… I didn't think you would have us both. Yes what he said was true," he said with a sigh of relief.

I'm just a week over eight months now; Scott and I are still seeing each other in secret. We decided that it would be better for my health to wait till after the Children are born before we tell Raziel. Truthfully I'm a little frightened to tell him… Lately I can see the restraint in his eyes. He's trying to hard not to show his feelings for me. It's pretty obvious to me though; he's doing the same things that Scott did. The lingering eye contact, the slightest of brush against my skin, and the playing with my hair. I love them both… but I choose to be with Scott.

It was late and I was having troubles sleeping; so I went down stairs to the living room to watch some late night movie. The past few weeks I just couldn't seem to sleep, my mind would be plagued with terrifying visions. As I rounded the corner I was surprised to see Raziel sprawled out on the couch watching Casablanca.

He looked really good for some unknown reason. He was wearing a pair of dark colored khakis with a white button down shirt, unbuttoned of course. His skin was the color of alabaster, much like Scott's, in the way that every muscle seemed to have been chiseled in. I wondered if it felt the same; like warm silk. When he noticed me he sat up and patted the couch for me to sit next to him. I really didn't feel like sitting; it was quite hard when you're as big as I was. So I laid down on the couch and rested my head on his lap. He was rather surprised by what I did. Normally I would try and avoid contact with him.

"Priscilla…." He whispered.
"Ssshhh… this is the best part…" I said while trying to get comfortable.

He was in shock, but he didn't hesitate on taking advantage of the moment. He rested one hand on my waist while the other played with my hair. This was rather nice, it's been a while since I've been able to snuggle up on the couch, and watch a movie. I was so comfortable that I started to drift off.

I could still hear the movie in the back of my mind. What caught me off guard was that the images in my mind were not matching the noise. I saw bodies, lifeless, and cold laying all over the place. In the middle of the blood bath there was an angel standing there with a bloodied sword. Was it Raziel? No this man looked like him only different. He had blood splatter all over him. He raised his sword and was about to strike another angel about the same age as he. She looked like me… only younger. She was pleading with him… She called him Chaos and he called her Messiah… The sword came down faster then lightening…

I woke up screaming… Raziel was at first startled by it, he must have fallen asleep as well, but then quickly regain his senses and tried to shake me free of the nightmare. After a few minuets of hysterics I was crying yet calm. As soon as I regained my composure I felt a sudden rush of hot water run down my legs. My water broke…

Of course Raziel didn't know what to do, how could he? Angels are created not born. I called up Branden and Scott to come pick me up and take me to the hospital. They had just recently bought a car. They were at my place in a less then ten minuets. As soon as I got in the car is when the contractions started. My god they hurt like a b***h. Branden drove as Scott and Raziel sat in the back with me. Both holding my hand and telling me to just breath. Every time a contraction came I squeezed the life out of their hands and screamed. The pain was so over whelming that Scott's power of calm didn't even work on me.

"Is this normal? Is she suppose to be going through this much pain?" Raziel asked Scott.
"Hey I guess, on all the shows that I've watched with woman giving birth it looks and sounds pretty painful." Scott replied nervously.
"My god are you guys idiots? Didn't I tell you to read the book so you'll know what to expect?" I yelled in between contractions.

In 20 minuets we were at the hospital. Branden called ahead to let them know that we were coming. They were ready and waiting at the door for me. My contracts were very close, less then five minuets apart. I started to feel the urge to push… oh god! That meant that I was too far along for drugs! s**t! I had to give birth to twins o'natural… I started to cry at the thought. I was a tough cookie but I was a wuss when it came to certain pain. This was one of those pains that freaked the hell out of me.

They got me up to the fifth floor of the hospital. My Dr. was on staff that night so I was in luck. They wheeled me over and got me up on the bed, as the nurse asked me who was going to be in the room for the birth. Of course I wanted Kari there but it was Friday and she couldn't be reached. I know all three boys were very interested in seeing a real birth. I told the nurse that all three men were going to stay. One was the father, another was a family member and the other his lover. I didn't name who but it was the only way to keep all three there.

"If you three are going to watch then you stay at the head of the bed. I don't want any one besides the Doc. and the nurses between my legs. Hell I don't even want to see what's going on down there. Ok?" I asked them. They nodded and promised to stay at the head of the bed.

The Doc examined me as I screamed that I needed to push. He said that the first baby was coming and to push on the contractions. Oh the pain could drive a person insane but I did as I was told. I stopped screaming and just focused on breathing and not passing out. I pushed with each painful contraction. Scott and Raziel held my hands and braced my back for each push. Branden was just so enthralled by the birth that I was oblivious to him.

One big push… the first baby was finally out. It was a boy, the nurse whisked him away to get him cleaned up as I started to push to get the other one out. Five minuets pass and the head is now out. Only the shoulders left, the rest would be a slice of cake. Two hard pushes and the second child was out. "It's a girl!" I heard another nurse shout out. I was so tired and drained. Then every one back away as the nurses brought me my babies.

"Wow how lucky you are to have suck beautiful babies Ms. Bailey. They are night and day." A nurse said as she handed me my two healthy babies.

I looked at them for the first time. My son had a few hairs on his head; platinum white, just like his father. He opened his eyes and I was greeted by huge amber eyes. I looked over to my daughter, she had a few strands of auburn hair but she had her father's huge silver eyes. The were beautiful, night and day, that they were. I had the names ready for them. Or maybe they told me what to name them.

"Chaos and Messiah…" I whispered out to my babies.
"Chaos and Messiah? What made you pick those names out?" Branden asked confused.
"I think it's rather fitting" replied Scott.
"I could care less what their names are, I will love them, they are my children" replied a tearful Raziel.

I handed the children to Raziel and told him to take turns holding them with the others. I was so tired that I could barely keep my eyes open. I was out in less then five minuets. As I drifted off I heard the squeals of three excited men and the coos of two happy babies.

I awoke a few hours later by a room full of friends and family. All cooing and cuddling my babies. I smiled at everyone and thanked them for coming. After every one had their turn with the babies the crowd slowly started to trickled away; leaving Raziel and I. He looked so happy there. A true daddy, with a sparkle in his eyes. I found myself more attracted to him now.

I'm now six months pregnant and tomorrow is the dreaded baby shower. It was Kari's idea; she's hosting it at my place just because it's bigger. She even had the nerve to invite every person from the office. I knew they didn't like me, but it's worse when they'll be buying me things for my children. What scares me the most is that I'll have my three angels at the party… I couldn't not invite them; they've done so much for me. I'm not really worried about Branden or Scott… Raziel on the other hand could be a problem.
Raziel is still a little clueless on how to act around us humans; Branden and Scott have had more practice. They've been living on Earth much longer then Raziel.

Branden and Scott have been my pillar of strength these past few months. Helping me deal with my changes and trying to help Raziel fit in better. Branden's been spending a lot of time with him, trying to teach him how to treat me, and how to act around others. Scott on the other hand as been spending way too much time with me. The reason I say that is because I think I'm falling in love with him. I even think that the feelings maybe mutual. What would Raziel do if he were to find out that I have feelings for Scott? Would he oppose or will he keep his end of the bargain and leave us be to love each other freely. I mean… I like Raziel a lot but I don't think I could ever fully love him because of how he got me pregnant. Well onto happier topics… the baby shower preparations.

Kari and I went out to the store to pick up the goods; lots of finger foods, baby shower games, punch, paper goods, and prizes for the game winners. I was beat; we were out for over five hours and my poor feet were all swollen. Did I forget to mention the fact that I had to go to the bathroom every hour? I'm sorry but it was hell for me and Kari? Well she was just on cloud nine. If I didn't know any better I would think that she was the one having twins. Finally after we got everything Kari drove me home with a truckload of crap for the shower.

When we pulled up to my house Branden and Scott were out side looking worried. As soon as I stepped out of the truck and closed the door both men came running over looking relieved and mad at the same time.

"Pris where the hell have you been? Why didn't you have your phone with you?" Scott yelled out first.
"We were worried sick, Raziel is out popping around the city looking for you!" Branden remarked.
"What the hell is going on with you two!?" I yelled out in frustration and confusion.
Luckily Kari jumped in and pulled both boys aside while I collected myself and put my hormones in check.

"What is going on with you two huh? Yelling at Pris like that, tomorrow is the shower. Last week I told all three of you that I would be taking her out for the party stuff. Also I was the one that told her to leave the phone, you three have her on a short enough leash, constantly calling her every hour. Even at work, if it's not one it's the other. She needs a break from you men, always hounding her if she feels fine or if she needs anything. Well what she needs is a break from you three." Kari scolded them good. Then instructed them to unload the truck while I go and put my feet up.

I went straight to my room, took a Tylenol, and then laid down with the bed curtains drawn. I was dead dog-tired. I was curled up on my side with a pillow between my knees. My belly was huge, I wasn't able to lay on my back any more. With the twins I looked more like I was 8 months pregnant opposed to the six that I was. I was starting to drift off when I heard yelling from down stairs. It was Kari and Raziel, apparently he wasn't found of the idea of me out with out my little cell phone a.k.a. leash and collar. Kari didn't care too much for Raziel in the beginning, but like me he kinda grows on you. Like me she still harbors ill will for how he got me knocked up.

I rolled over and stuck my hand out of my bed curtains to turn on and up the radio. I didn't feel so well and I really wasn't in the mood to hear them arguing. I closed my eyes and tried to just focus on my breathing. Getting upset could cause me to go into early labor or at least that's what my O. B. said. I was starting to drift off when I felt my bed move and a hand start to rub my belly. It felt kind of good, relaxing in a way. I didn't know who it was nor did I care at the moment. I started to calm down, then I felt the person spoon up beside me. As he leaned over to whisper in my ear a piece of midnight black hair fell into my face… it was Scott.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you. I made you upset; that's the last thing I ever want to do. I just worry about you that's all. Everything is fine down stairs, they are setting up the decorations. I told them that I would come up and keep you company till you felt good enough to come down and eat dinner." He said with a whisper and then nuzzled my ear.
"You're such a tease…" s**t! I can't believe I said that to him. Bad hormones… damn it!
"Uh… a tease huh? Are you referring to the ear nuzzling?" He said quite amused.
"I'm referring to everything… the nuzzling, the lingering looks and touches, the seductive smiles, and the damn whispering in my ear!" ******** it… I’m tired of mind games I wanna know how he feels for me.

I felt him get up and move away from me. I didn't want to look at him because I was starting to cry. I was in love with the man, and maybe he didn't know what he was doing but I was going to end it now. I wanted him to know that what he did was making me a wreck. Yes I was horny and lonely, most of it is his fault, and the rest was hormones.

He hadn't moved in a few minuets, so I managed to get myself up in a sitting position, and then I turned so I was looking at him. I'm guessing he was thinking, he was just staring at my comforter. I let out a sigh, "Scott…" He suddenly turned so we were staring into each other's eyes. His huge beautiful purple eyes framed by his black hair. He was so beautiful, I'm surprised the other angels let him leave. I would think that heaven would be less welcoming without his warm smile and innocent eyes.

The reached for me and traced the line of my jaw; gently brushing my lower lip with his thumb. He then wiped the tears from my redden cheeks, and cupped my face with both of his soft, warm hands. He pulled me in for a gentle kiss. It felt like nothing I've ever experienced before. His full lips were warm and inviting. So soft and gentle. I didn't want to break away. I did anyway, that's when he moved closer and started to kiss my neck and shoulders. I melted as he touched me in that seductive way. Ever muscle yearned for him. I moved my hands to his shirt and slid them between the buttons. He felt like a statue covered in silk. Ever muscled was well defined like carved marble yet more welcoming much like a warm familiar blanket. I forced the button to open on his shirt while I explored his abs and pecks.

"Forgive me… I love you Pris, I've wanted to be with you since the day I saw you getting coffee. I've never forgotten how you looked at me that day. I've been racked with jealously and fear since the day Raziel moved in with you. Fear that I would never get to confess how I feel for you." He whispered to me as he slipped my shirt off.
"I love you to…" I whispered out as he covered my mouth with his.

One hour… one hour of not sex but of love making. It was amazing; no words could describe it. Pure bliss is all I can think of to say. We laid in each other's arms in silence; amazed at what just happened. At that moment I didn't care about anything other then Scott. That was ruined by a knock at the door.

"Pris? Are you awake?" Kari called out softly
"Yeah…"
"Dinners ready, I made lasagna, your favorite!"
"Ok… just give me a few minuets, then I'll be down."
"Okies! Don't take too long, Branden is ogling the garlic bread." She said then left down the stairs.
"Would it be wrong of me for wanting to stay here forever?" I asked while I put my head on his chest.
"The feelings mutual, but you need to eat and regain your strength for tomorrow." He said while he wrapped his strong arms around me.

I let out a sigh, then scooted off the bed and got dressed. I went into the bathroom to fix my hair as Scott finished getting dressed. He took my arm and helped me down the stairs. I was weaker then I thought. When we got to the dinning room every looked shocked to see Scott.

"I was wondering what happened to you." Kari said.
"Yeah that's right you went up stairs to help calm her down." Raziel replied.
"Wow, sorry Pris, we didn't mean to upset you that much. He's been up there for what; like an hour? Truly we're sorry, we'll try and be more thoughtful next time." Branden said while pulling a chair out for me.

Yup… Scott and I needed to have a talk on how we were going to go about this. For now I'll keep my mouth shut and enjoy Kari's cooking. Oh hell… is this a Stouffers lasagna? And I thought she made it from scratch… I was really hoping for home made lasagna. At least the garlic bread looks home made.

I was on the train to my O.B.'s office by myself. Raziel really wanted to come but he was really driving me nuts. He kept saying that he'd teleport me there that I didn't have to take the train. What am I going to do? Just magically appear in the office. " Jeez it's the city; you can't just spontaneously appear out of know where." I was so mad at him that put my amulet on. He knew I was pissed when I did that.

This one was made of emerald, cut into the shape of an oval. When I wasn't wearing it I kept it well hidden so Raziel wouldn't take it. I kept it where no man would ever dare to look, in a box of tampons hidden behind a few packages of pads. A man would have to be homicidal to go snooping around in a woman's feminine hygiene products.

Now that I've calmed down and thought about it, I felt bad for snapping at him like that. I took my amulet off and hid it in my purse; and then I pulled out my cell phone that Scott bought for me, and called home. He answered on the second right.

"Priscilla, what's wrong, do you need help?"
"Whoa calm down, everything is fine. I was just calling to apologize for snapping at you earlier. You have a right to be here to see the first sonogram."
"No no… I was wrong for trying to force my ways on you. I'm still not use to things here. I'm sorry for upsetting you."
"Can get too the Dr. office without causing a scene?"
"Yes, I'll meet you there."
"Ok, bye" I hung up the phone quickly.

I knew he would say I love you if I stayed on phone any longer. I hated it when he said that because I couldn't say it back. I mean I liked him, but I just don't know I could love him. He is the reason why Alex and I could never be together. Alex wasn't ready for kids nor was he willing to get involved with any woman with kids. At the moment he had Corey, his nephew, to raise by himself. His brother Martin was still fighting cancer and his wife, Cathy, is trying her best to keep her composure.

Corey loved it that I lived closer now. He would always visit me at the office or at home. He even helped me paint the house. If I didn't know any better I think that he had a crush on me. As for Alex, we've gotten closer yet further at the same time. Closer friends but further from ever telling me that he loved me.

Those at work truly hate me now. Not only am I the top artist, I'm now the prettiest. I have that glow that only pregnant women have. Not to mention that I look wonderful for having a baby potbelly. I guess being pregnant has made me more desirable, I get hit on quite regularly now. Kari can't stand it that I get so much attention, especially due to the fact that I don't have a wedding band or engagement ring.

Any who, the train finally pulled up to my stop, as I managed to push my way off the train I tripped on some ones foot. Just as I was about to hit the platform Raziel caught me and helped me back up.

"Oh you're a life saver…"
"My pleasure Priscilla dear, I'm just glad I got here on time."
"Yes I have noticed that you always seem to be in the right place at the right time."

He just smiled at me and took my arm. We walked to the office in silence; I was nervous and excited at the same time. Excited because I wanted to know what the sex of the baby was. Nervous because I didn't know what the baby would look like. In the bible nephilims were described as giants, so I was a little on edge.

We got to the Dr. office, signed in, and then waited till it was our turn. Raziel noticed how nervous I was; so he decided to try and take my mind off of it with idol chat.

"So do you know where you want to shop for the baby furniture?"
"I'm not sure really, everyone pretty much carries the same brand, it's just a matter of selection."
"Well will you be breast feeding or bottle?"
"Uh…. Well… I think I'm leaning towards bottle-feeding. I don’t think that I'd feel comfortable with a baby latched on to me every 3 hours."
"Yes I can see how that might be a problem…"

After waiting about 15 min and playing 20 questions with Raziel we were finally called back. I had to lie down on a little exam table and lift my shirt up as the Sono Tech squirted very cold gel on my belly. As she moved the wand around I almost s**t myself when I saw the sonogram up on the TV.

Twins… I was having twins. Raziel's jaw dropped when the Tech said that it was a boy and a girl. Oh my god! How am I suppose to raise twins! I think I'm starting to feel faint. Too much… way too much… The Tech said that all looked well so I didn't have to worry about having giant children like in the bible.

Today was big… My first sonogram, I was now 22 weeks pregnant. It took me a while to find out how I would explain my pregnancy to my boss and family. I told every one that I wanted to have children early but due to work and college I was unable to find a husband. So a friend with a similar problem donated his sperm so I could have children. My boss Alex was excited to find out that I was pregnant, but on the down side he wasn't ready for children yet so we were going to stay just friends. My family was dumbfounded, they new I wanted kids but they didn't think I would go so far as to be artificially inseminated. I couldn't lie to Kari though. She was my best friend; so she knows the truth about my angel friends; though I'm very proud of her, she took the news quite well.

Luckily I was out of college now, and with some help from my heavenly friends I bought a four-bedroom house about six blocks from work. Raziel moved in with me after much debating and negotiating. After living a few weeks with him I started to get to know him better. He was a very good man and cared much for me and my unborn child. Though whenever he pissed me off I would just put on the new amulet that Father Hallows sent me. Though I do have to say, due to my mood swings I abused its powers. Raziel understood and had no ill will towards me. Though the way we bickered at each other you would think that we were married. He was always complaining that I worked to hard and I should have my feet up and not worry about anything. That I didn't need to work, he would provide everything we needed. I would tell him that my job was the only thing I had left of my previous life and I wasn't giving it up for anything. Then he would give in and I would win. He means well but sometimes he can drive me nuts.

Branden and Scott lived only a few blocks away from me. That was rather nice, I would have them over to dinner quite a bit, needless to say, they loved my cooking. They also helped me decorate my new home. Each bedroom had it's own theme. My bedroom was done up in deep maroons and greens. I had a four-post bed that had thick maroon velvet curtains that completely darkened my bed and made sleeping wonderful; it blocked out all light. My furniture was all cherry wood. I had a glider rocker with matching ottoman; that was upholstered in a deep forest green. I had a mirrored bureau and armoire in cherry. The carpet was a thick plush with a maroon and green floral pattern on it. I had a balcony that over looked the park; it had sheer curtains that were dark green. My walls were panted maroon while the ceiling was dark green.

Raziel's room was done all in white; he said it reminded him of home. His furniture was the same as mine only white pine. The other rooms were done in boy and girl colors. Since we didn't know the sex of the baby we painted one room in shades of light blue with dark blue plush carpet. The other one was done in shades of pink with dark purple carpeting. We didn't get the baby furniture yet till we found out the sex of the baby. I was going to be a mommy…