*small smut warning*

Private Angel Log Entry Nine

"Almost there, maybe about an hour away." Brendon's voice called out in my head.

He had been updating me on their position ever since the rebel angels had left Heaven. I had been terrified that the archangels would fight to keep them within the fold, but apparently it had been a simple matter for them to sneak out one by one. The archangels were too distracted with whatever the fuck they were planning to take any notice until it was too late.

"They are almost here baby. You doing okay?" I gently nudged Gerard, causing him to open one eye lazily, peering up at me from his position in my lap. We had been relaxing on the couch for the past hour, having already cleaned up the house as best we could in preparation for our guests.

"Yeah - I'm doing better, I think I might be able to kick this thing soon," he smiled up at me before a yawn interrupted him.

"And you're not just lying to me because you don't want me to heal you right?" I pressed, because I knew how convincing a liar Gerard could be when he tried, and even though he did seem slightly healthier than the other day, his hands were still shaking noticeably, and there was a sheen of sweat on his brow that denied his words.

"Well...I am not perfect, that's for sure, but I'm trying, it's manageable right now at least." His face oozed honesty, and I trusted him, but that didn't mean I was going to stop worrying.

"It will get better once everyone is here, more distractions you know?" I threaded my hands through his hair as I spoke, causing him to close his eyes and hum softly.

"You are all the distraction I need," he mumbled in a content tone of voice.

"You are such a cheesy fucker, and I love it."

"Now you are starting to sound like Bob," Gerard retorted with a giggle.

"Oh god Bob...how am I ever going to face him again after that parting comment," I groaned in embarrassment.

"Aww you're blushing."

"How can you tell? Your eyes are still closed."

"Because I know you so well," he smirked to himself.

"Don't laugh, or I will withhold sex from you forever," I threatened teasingly.

"You are already going to do that anyway, there is no way you are going to risk all of your angels buddies hearing how loud you get in bed," Gerard pouted sullenly.

"Oh I'm sure we can find some alone time."

"We are mostly alone right now," Gerard's eyes popped open with an eager light gleaming in them.

"Didn't you have enough last night?" I groaned in mock annoyance.

"Nope, I will never get enough of you baby," Gerard grinned, popping the p unnecessarily.

"We don't have time...and I don't want to have everyone's first impression of me since I left to be a sex maniac.

"You're no fun."

"Ugh fine, but just a quicky, and I get to top, you always take too long with all of your freaking teasing." I couldn't say no to Gerard, it was physically impossible with those damn puppy dog eyes.

"Oh honey, you know you love it when I tease you."

"I never said I didn't, but do you want to sit here arguing, or do you want to get laid?" Gerard grabbed my hand and tugged me off the couch so quickly, I got backlash as way of an answer.

Gerard took my words to heart, basically throwing me on the bed and removing my clothes as if they were on fire.

***super quick smut scene***

"I kind of want to eat you out..." he mumbled before flipping me over and proceeding to do just that.

And we didn't even make it to sex, because I have never had anyone do this to me before, and I was shocked at how good it felt to have a tongue in my ass. Gerard pulled out all of the stops, and I was almost embarrassed at how fast I came, screaming his name as my entire body trembled with ecstasy.

"Shit Frank - you are so fucking hot," Gerard groaned, pulling out his own dick and thrusting into his hand rapidly.

"Come here," I commanded, dragging him down next to me so I could take his cock into my mouth, and he didn't last much longer than I did, spilling into my mouth with a loud moan.

***lazy smut scene over***

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Gerard was just stepping out of the shower when I heard Brendon's voice again, telling me that they were minutes away.

"We made it with seconds to spare," I called out to him, still grinning like an idiot. The after effects of my orgasm had yet to wear off, not that I was complaining.

"See I told you we had time," Gerard pressed a quick kiss to my check before disappearing into our room to grab some clothes.

"Well I was technically right since we didn't actually have sex."

"Oh shut up - you know you liked it," Gerard teased me.

"I never said I was complaining!" I protested loudly.

"We have to do that again soon, you taste so fucking good." I felt my dick twitch in my pants at his words, and I knew I needed to end this conversation before it went any farther.

"I am going downstairs to meet them before you drag me back into bed again," I chuckled.

"Okay baby, I'll be there in a second," Gerard called out, digging through his clothes which always ended up on the floor in a pile, no matter how many times I hung them up in the closet.

As I descended the creaky stairs, I felt the beginning of a good set of nerves forming in my stomach. Besides Brendon - well and Pete - but I'd rather not think about that encounter right now, I hadn't seen another angel in months, and even though Brendon assured me that they were all on my side, I couldn't help but wonder if they truly accepted me, or if they just had no one else to turn to.

Their opinions shouldn't matter to me, but deep down, I yearned for their understanding. I had hated being thought of as a rouge or an outcast, and I was slightly terrified to face my one time friends knowing how much I had changed, because they might not like this new person I had become.

My worries were cut off by a complicated knock on the door, and my senses picked up quite a few angels (and was that a human as well?) standing on the front porch. Mikey bolted into the living room eagerly, he was excited to meet the new arrivals, and I didn't blame him. Gerard and I tried to spend time with him as much as possible, but there wasn't a lot to do here besides lay around and watch movies, and even that got old eventually.

I pulled the door open quickly, because someone still hadn't stopped pounding on it, and I wasn't at all surprised to find out it was Brendon who had been having a bit too much fun knocking. I didn't even have time to utter a greeting before he pounced on me, wrapping me up in a forceful hug.

"Frankie!" Brendon squealed in my ear, quite loudly might I add.

"Hello to you too," I gasped out, my breathing constricted somewhat by his arms, which were currently crushing my ribcage.

"I have missed you!"

"I can't breathe Bren," I managed to huff out, causing him to finally release his vice-like grip on me.

"Aren't you going to invite us in?" he questioned cheekily, and I rolled my eyes obnoxiously.

"Yeah...yeah - come on in." Brendon giggled to himself before basically bouncing into what passed for our home.

Everyone else followed him inside, greeting me with either a pat on the back or a friendly hug. I recognized Ray, Vic, and Kellin, but there was one other angel that I hadn't seen before, not to mention the human who I still had no idea who they were, and they both failed to introduce themselves to me. Once they had all passed inside, I caught sight of someone who had been hanging in the background, out of my sight until just now.

"Patrick?" I gasped out in shock. Out of all the people I had expected to come with Brendon, he was not one of them.

"Hey Frank," he waved his hand awkwardly before letting it fall back down to his side.

"What are you doing here?" The last I had heard, Patrick had disappeared from Heaven after Pete's death, and even if he had come back, why the hell would he want to stay with me?

"I'm not mad Frank - not at you, so you don't have to look so scared okay?" A smile tugged at the corner of his lip, and I couldn't understand how he wasn't kicking my ass right now.

"But...I -"

"You killed Pete, I know," he stated bluntly, leaving me with my mouth hanging open mid-sentence.

"I tried not to, I really did...and I am so sorry..." I stuttered out, trying to find the right words, but turning up empty, because what could I possibly say to make this right? If one of my friends did anything to hurt Gerard, I would never be able to forgive them, no matter how good their intentions were.

"You don't have to apologize Frank, I made peace with what happened. That's why I'm here actually. I blame the archangels for his death. They fucked with his head and filled it with lies, so I am going to bring them down, even if it is the last thing I do." A look of fury contorted Patrick's features, and it didn't seem to fit right on his kind face, but I understood his determination, and I thanked God that he had chosen to focus his fury upon them instead of me, because I was incapable of harming another angel again, and I would have let Patrick kill me if that had been his purpose in coming here.

"I will do anything I can to make sure you get your vengeance." I clasped my hand through his, and when he returned my gesture, the guilt I had been carrying around with me since Pete's death lifted off of my heart, making me feel lighter than I had in a long time.

"Come on - let's go inside, it's freezing out here," Patrick laughed softly, heading through the still open doorway.

When I entered the living room, I saw that everyone had already made themselves comfortable. Vic and Kellin were smashed next to each other in the armchair by the fireplace, and Ray, Brendon, and the random human were all sitting on the couch with Mikey perched on the arm of it, looking like he was about to fall off at any moment. Gerard was standing in the middle of the room with his back facing me, and the angel I didn't recognize was cross-legged on the floor.

"So now that all of the emotional baggage is out of the way, we can get down to business," Brendon smiled at Patrick and I, and I gave him the thumbs up signal in return.

"First things first though Bren, I need some introductions. Why is there a human here and who is this?" I pointed to the nameless angel who was currently running his fingers through his messy black hair as he poured over a book he had perched in his lap.

"Oh yeah - this is Billie Joe, and you will never guess what his specialty is," Brendon basically squealed in excitement.

"Are you going to enlighten us?" I waited impatiently for his answer, fucking Brendon would use any opportunity to create suspense.

"He translates prophecies! It's not foolproof of course, but he is our best bet at discovering what the seventh prophecy from Joshua means."

"Seriously? Where have you been hiding man?" I asked curiously.

"Oh - the archangels kept me separated from the other angels. I don't really know why, but I had no contact with anyone but them until Brendon happened upon my room," he answered quickly before burying his face in the text again.

"Oh and the human is my boyfriend Ryan," Brendon added nonchalantly.

"You brought your boyfriend to a secret gathering of rebel angels?" I really shouldn't have been surprised - this was Brendon after all, but I had been caught off guard by his presence. I didn't think he would want Ryan involved in anything this dangerous.

"Oh don't give me that look Frank, Ryan is really smart, he can help us. Plus he can't stay long, he only got a week off of work, so he will be out of here long before any action happens."

"If you say so," I mumbled quietly.

"So where is everyone else? I thought Frank said there were hundreds of you." Gerard asked softy.

"Oh there is, they are just off searching for a place to stay. There was no way we would all fit here, even if some people were willing to sleep on the roof, so I just brought the Dream Team," Brendon replied.

"I told you to stop calling us the Dream Team," Ray grumbled under his breath, causing Mikey to laugh much louder than the comment called for.

"Oh give it a break Ray, it could be a lot worse," Vic called out.

The group erupted into playful banter at that point, and Gerard took the opportunity to pull me aside for a moment.

"Hey baby - I think I'm going to go take a walk really quick. I'm not used to this many people, and I need to clear my head," he whispered in my ear.

"Are you sure? You can go lie down if you want?" I placed my hand on his cheek gently, and I flinched slightly when it burned my skin. His fever was much worse than it had been earlier...

"No, I need to get out of the house completely. Fewer temptations you know?" He shrugged his shoulders as he spoke, looking down at the ground determinedly.

"Okay baby...if you think it will help. Just don't take too long okay?" I was used to Gerard's desire to be outside, he said the biting cold helped with the side effects, and even though I didn't like him spending so much time out in the harsh elements, I couldn't deny him something that could soothe him.

"I'll be back soon," he promised, pressing a swift kiss to my lips before gathering his coat, eliciting a cat call from Brendon.

"Shut up. Do you want me doing that every time you kiss Ryan?" I glared at Brendon, trying to fight down the blush I felt rising to my cheeks.

"Oh we will be doing a lot more than that. Speaking of, I hope all of you brought earplugs," Brendon winked while poor Ryan buried his face in his hands.

"Remind me why I invited you guys again?" I grumbled to myself.

"Hey Mikes - I'm heading out, you wanna come with me?" Gerard called out to his brother as he finished wrapping a scarf around his neck.

"Um no...I think I'll stay here," Mikey stammered out, shooting sideways glances at Ray out of the corner of his eye.

"Okay then, I'll be back in a bit." Gerard waved to everyone before heading out.

"Aw - did we scare your boyfriend off?" Brendon cooed in an annoying voice.

"No you didn't, he has just been having some problems since we last talked," I signed before plopping down on the couch next to Ryan.

"Really? What happened?" Brendon became serious instantly.

I explained to him all about how the expedition to Hell had gone, he knew that Gerard had made it out, but none of the grittier details, so I filled him in on everything, including Gerard's addiction to Livian. Everyone listened attentively, and I found myself having to backtrack during my story numerous times to explain things to them. My mouth was dry by the time I had finished my tale.

"Fuck man - that's rough..." Kellin exclaimed once I had finally stopped talking.

"We were kind of hoping you guys might know of a cure, because if not, I think I will have to heal him with holy fire eventually, and that wasn't exactly a walk in the park the last time." Of course, mentioning that meant I had to relate what had happened to cause me to have to heal him in the first place, and soon I found myself giving a brief summary of almost everything that had transpired since I had left Heaven.

"I don't remember reading about a cure, but I will look again as soon as I can find that book," Brendon assured me once I had finished catching everyone up.

"Thanks Brendon, I don't know what we would do without you."

"Hey guys...Gee has been gone for a while, I think I am gonna go look for him," Mikey announced nervously.

I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, jumping out of my seat when I realized that almost three hours had passed since we had started talking, and Gerard never took that long on his walks, especially not when it was dark out.

"I'll go with you," I immediately began searching for my coat, fumbling with the buttons in my haste.

"We can all help look for him, it won't take long at all with this many eyes." Brendon stood up and everyone followed suit.

"Thank you guys, I don't know where he could be...this isn't like him." I twisted my hands together nervously while I waited for everyone to don their jackets.

"Calm down Frank, I'm sure he's fine. He probably just lost track of the time, that's all." Mikey placed a comforting hand on my shoulder, but I could tell by the look on his face that he didn't believe his statement any more than I did, but at least he was trying to think positively. A large lump had formed in my throat, preventing me from speaking, so I simply nodded in acknowledgment.

Within minutes, the sky was filled with a flurry of wings as we took to the air, searching desperately for a glimpse of Gerard's shocking red hair. As the seconds ticked by with still no sign of him, terror flooded my veins, because Gerard couldn't have just vanished, which means something must have happened to him.

Maybe his condition got worse - maybe he collapsed from the fever, and now the snow was burying his body, hiding it from our prying eyes. It would take ages to find him if that were the case, and I needed to know where he was now before my heart exploded from fear.

Just when I was beginning to lose hope, a flash of red filled my vision, and I banked toward it eagerly, but when I flew closer to the color that had drawn my eyes, I realized it wasn't Gerard's familiar hair - it was too dark for that, and much too large from my vantage point.

I wanted to scream when it became apparent what the stain of red was, but I couldn't make a sound, because what was staring me in the face was my worst nightmare personified in the form of blood, haphazardly splashed across the pure white snow, like paint staining a blank canvas, and it had stolen my voice, along with my ability to function entirely.

I dropped out of the sky heavily, forgetting to pump my wings in my shock, and even though my breath was knocked out of me when I hit the ground, I didn't feel it. My entire body had gone numb, and not because of the cold.

I had landed in the center of whatever had happened here, and I forced myself to lift my head out of the snow so I could better survey the scene.

The white powder was torn up in some places, revealing the dying grass underneath, and if I had to guess, I would say that some sort of fight had occurred, which explained the blood, but not who was involved, and not where Gerard was now.

I tried to force my mind to think, to act, to do something, but it responded sluggishly, not wanting to reach the only apparent conclusion to this situation, which was that something terrible had happened to Gerard.

"Frank?" I heard someone call my name - Mikey I think, but I couldn't answer, I had still lost my voice.

I forced my deadened limbs to pull themselves up, dragging myself to my knees so I could study the area without snow clogging my vision. Movement caught my eye, inspiring me to get to my feet so I could discover its source.

What I found wasn't what I had been hoping for, it wasn't Gerard making his way back to me safe and sound; instead, it was a piece of paper, stabbed into the snow with a slender knife to prevent it from blowing away.

I gently removed the blade so I could get a better look at the words the parchment contained, but as my eyes scanned over it, I almost wished I hadn't found it, because now I knew for sure what had happened, and the knowledge was like a blow to the head.

Nausea suddenly overwhelmed me, and I found myself heaving in the snow, throwing up the contents of my stomach painfully until I had nothing left in me. I wiped my eyes with shaking hands, trying to eliminate the tears so I could read the note again, just to make sure that I hadn't made a mistake.

But the words hadn't changed, no matter how much I willed them too. They were burned across my mind as well, taunting me with the message they carried, and even when I closed my eyes, because I couldn't stand to look at the letter for one moment longer, they danced across my lids as if they were imprinted there, and I would never be able to forget them.

Your demon is back where he belongs

This is what happens to people who take things that are mine

If you want him, you know where to find him

See you in Hell

-Lucifer

I finally updated something that wasn't WBOCC. I feel accomplished right now.

And I actually really like this chapter, even though I am pretty sure you guys hate me right now.

I think this story probably has about ten or so chapters left, then I will move on to the sequel, I could be wrong on the amount of chapters though, so don't hold me too that.

This chapter is dedicated to Adrienne555 because she is one of my most loyal readers, and I haven't dedicated a chapter in this book to her yet, so I had to fix that.

Okay I have to go now, I have to be at work in half an hour, but I had to post this before I went.

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