This is a story about Bethany's Journey, it's Bethany/Metatron centric and if you don't like them as a pairing don't read on...
Hope you all enjoy, I have the full story written, but I'm going to upload a chapter a day as a review I got for another story was: uploading it all at once, ruined the suspense. :)
I've rated the story a "T" For in one chapter later on there's some mild swearing and some stuff that maybe young children shouldn't read. Contains no sex, drug use or graphic Violence.
Please read and review!
It was the sunniest morning Bethany had ever awoken to, she could see the trees from her small window, they levelled at her bedroom floor and every time the sun shone through, it glistened off the solar butterflies hanging above her bed and created patterns across the ceiling.
To her it was amazing, but what was more amazing was the little girl asleep in the next room, the little girl who forever touched the heart and soul of her very being. Ever since she was born, Bethany couldn't imagine life without her, almost as if it was meant to be.
Well it was to be fair…She had been the Last Scion for a while and saved the world. Jay and bob had long since moved away, though frequently kept in touch for old time's sake, of course they wanted to know how their young friend was doing.
Aside from all of this, Bethany couldn't help but get the feeling that something in her life was missing; her heart missed that one piece of…something that she couldn't quite put her finger on. Her hand moved over to the other side of the double bed and stroked the empty pillow and bed…Sure she was lonely, she'd had little relationships since saving the world, but that wasn't it.
"Mommy, mommy!" The little girl ran into the room and dived on her bed, in an instance everything Bethany had been thinking was forgotten and she wrapped her daughter up in the blankets, pinning her down beside her on the bed and stroking back the hair from her eyes.
"There's only three more days till Christmas mommy!" The little girl laughed and looked up at her wide eyed.
"I never would have guessed." Bethany smirked.
"How does Santa get all those presents down our chimney mommy? I mean isn't he big and fat and too old?"
"Well yeah, but then he has a lot of little people to help him too. Maybe he magic's himself into our living room then the elves chuck the presents down the chimney to him?"
"That sounds plausible." The little girl, her daughter, Aurora or 'Rora' as mostly everyone called her, was possibly the smartest little lady in the whole of the neighbourhood. Maybe that was Bethany's motherly pride shining through but to be fair, she was given to her by God, the only child Bethany could and would ever bare.
"I can't wait for Christmas." Aurora said proudly, smiling wide eyed once again.
"And what are you hoping for this year?"
"Well…I'm hoping Santa sends me my daddy so that I can meet him finally and tell him I love him and miss him and that he says he'll stay forever!" She giggled.
Bethany stared at her for a long moment, it didn't matter that they'd been over this a million times, Aurora still insisted that her dad would be coming home and that they would be a family. For a 4 year old little girl, it must have been heart breaking to never know to always wonder, she was bright for her age, so she understood that her dad wasn't coming home, but how long did Bethany have to explain for before it really sank in?
"Honey, you won't be seeing daddy this Christmas…You know you won't."
She stared at Bethany with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry honey, but you know why, we've talked about this."
Again she stared, but once again the dreams were shattered, somehow Bethany figured that maybe she'd get her wish if she wished hard enough. "But you know…"
"Leave me alone!" The little girl struggled free and ran to the bedroom door. "I hate you! I want my daddy!" The door slammed and Bethany sat there in shock for a moment. She'd never said that before.
"If you're up there and listening…" Bethany started, not sure what to say. She cut it off and decided to get up and get dressed, walking into the bathroom she stared at herself in the mirror for a long moment. "Metatron was right, no wonder I'm single."
A part of her heart broke in that moment, as she stared at the endless and unforgiving reflection staring back at her. This would have been easier if God had given her a gift that came as a package, a husband to boot.
The rest of the day was long and tedious, it rained hard as soon as she stepped out of the door with Aurora to take her to school and to the moment she picked her up, took her home, gave her dinner and put her to bed.
Sighing as she came down the stairs, Bethany poured herself a glass of red wine and took it over to the kitchen table, pulling out her bills from the table draw; she sat and stared at the envelopes.
'Second Warning For Payment Failure'
'Final Notice to Bethany Sloane For Payment Failure'
How was she going to afford to buy anything for Aurora when she couldn't even keep a roof over their heads? Her pen endlessly tapped the table as she tried to work out something, but it just wouldn't come. Suddenly, the lights flickered and everything went dark.
"Great, anything else want to go wrong?" She muttered as she looked around for a flashlight. Laying her hands on one, she made her way outside and down the yard, around the corner to the side of the house where the break box was located. Opening it up she flipped the switches a couple of times, but nothing. It was probably more likely that the electricity company had cut her off.
Returning to the house, she looked around for a candle before finding one and lighting it, bringing it to her table. Again she sat down trying to work something out, but again nothing was coming, finally giving into the pressure, Bethany let out a sob and cried her heart out into her hands.
"I give up." She muttered, trying to talk between sobs.
"You know, Jesus didn't give up when he was being tortured."
She knew that voice anywhere. Her head flipped around to behind her…But nothing. Slowly she turned back and sat opposite her was none other than the angel himself. "Metatron!" She smiled warmly.
"The one and only." He smiled back and touched her hand across the table briefly. "She's been listening." He said simply.
"I've been pretty much moaning the last couple of months."
"Years." He corrected jokingly.
"What are you doing here?" Bethany asked, but before he could reply, they were both interrupted by the pitter patter of feet coming down the stairs behind them. She was waiting for his reply when he suddenly got up and went to the little girl.
"Hello Aurora!" He picked her up, she wasn't afraid at all and Bethany couldn't work it out, to Aurora this 'man' was a stranger surely.
"Metatron?" Bethany asked, looking at them both quizzically.
"That's right mommy! Metatron and Ruffie and Serendipity have been coming to visit me for a long time now, every night for at least a year!"
Bethany could hardly believe what she was hearing, typical Metatron just stood there and smiled with the happy girl in his arms. "Their angels!" Aurora added, cuddling up to Metatron.
"Okay enough of this, it's time for you to go back to bed little lady." Bethany went over to her and was about to take her from Metatron's arms when she pulled closer to him and away from her.
"Mommy I don't want to go bed, I want to learn more about 'the mission!'" She paused and looked to Metatron who rolled his eyes and put her down. "Sorry I wasn't supposed to tell…" She looked sad and sniffed a little. Bethany watched the pair of them for a moment as he bent down to her.
"It alright little one, now Metatron has to talk to your mommy for a bit so why don't you go back upstairs and call for Rufiie to read you a bed time story okay?" Aurora nodded and cuddle him a little, then Bethany before running back upstairs.
Bethany watched her go, following her every movement until she was completely gone and her bedroom door had shut. For a moment even after that she just stood there staring. "Why didn't you tell me?" She finally revealed, looking to him.
"I was going to tonight…It…It just didn't come out the way I wanted it to."
"Why didn't you tell me before you told her?" Bethany quizzed, looking at him, crossing her arms over her chest. "I'm her mother."
"Because you probably wouldn't have been able to handle it."
"I handled finding out I was the Last Scion…Way back then."
"If I remember rightly, you ran off into the woods and I stopped you at the lake."
"Does it matter?" She asked bitterly and sat back down at the table sipping her wine.
"Not really, but now you know, I'll be on my way."
"That's all you came here for?"
"What else would I come for?"
"To talk? I haven't seen you since that day outside the church and you don't even seem bothered?"
"I'm not a small chat angel love; I've business to attend to upstairs."
"What gambling bet has Jesus got on this time?"
"What is the matter with you?" Metatron couldn't get her attitude tonight.
"I want to talk about this mission you've got planned for her; I want to know what's going on God damn it!" She slammed her fist on the table and stood up.
"You don't need to know, you're not the Last Scion anymore, you've done your bit for humanity and we're all grateful, but you need to let her go now and let her take on the challenges she has to face."
"What challenges? She's my daughter and she's four years old, she's not ready to save the whole world!"
"Look, God has something divine planned for her; she'll not be doing it for a while yet, another few years or so, when she can handle herself…."
"When she's 18 then?"
"Oh no way before that…" He laughed and walked towards the front door down the hall, for the third time.
"Metatron wait!" She ran up to him and grabbed his arm, turning him back to her. "Why won't you let me know? After everything that we went through together, after…"
"If you get too involved you could end up ruining everything, this is something she needs to do on her own and we can't risk you giving her the wrong messages, kids are liable they'll believe anything a parent says, she needs to hear it from us."
"But…" Bethany turned back to pick up a picture of her and her daughter on the sideboard, but when she went to show it him, he was gone. She ran upstairs and to the bedroom of her daughter, opening it slowly to find she was asleep peacefully and there was no sign of any angels.
"…I'm her mommy." She finally finished, panting heavily.