As soon as my eyes read Emilyanne's last note, I asked the four of them, "Did you ever find Emilyanne?"

Michael responded, with a frown upon his face, "We did. Father, myself, my brothers, and Cas found you as you were about to jump. You looked...different, like you weren't a helpless and selfless Angel. You were going to become the First Jumper. All of us tried to talk you out of it, but-"

Raphael interrupted, "Actually, when we tried to talk you out of it, my brothers and me started arguing with each other. Father and Cas were trying to stop the argument, and while all of us were distracted, you jumped."

I looked at all four of my-brothers?-thinking about these actions. Do I remember any of it? Nope. Because if I did, I would only hurt myself even more.

The Archangels stopped talking, and they were all watching me, so I responded with, "Wow. I...I didn't realized that I caused this conflict between all of you. Forgive me-or Emilyanne."

I heard another set of footsteps walk out of the forest, "You are forgiven, Daughter." I turned around and saw a middle aged man come out of the forest. He seemed like he was the leader of the brothers. The four Archangels immediately bowed to him, and I followed suit, mainly out of the fear of being taken out of existence.

The man responded, "My children, you bow to no one."

Michael responded to the man, "Why? All of us are showing respect to you. All that we have done, at least my brothers and me, is argue and fight, all because of Ani falling."

"That is true, but my Princes of Heaven were smart enough to stop it and find Ani."

I eventually tuned their conversation out, due to the fact that I was homesick. When these feelings of the longing of home came over me, I spotted the first shooting star. As that star flew across the sky, a single tear slid down my face. I wanted to hear my brother and dad make fun of each and scream their heads off at whatever football game was on. I wanted to help my mother grade her class' paper and talk to her about whatever happened that day in her class. I wanted to hear my sister screaming her head off at a certain Russian on the Dallas Stars or a certain freak on the Giants. That tear contained all of those feelings.

Apparently, the five men knew about my situation; I had a feeling that all of them could relate to the feeling of homesickness. The middle-aged man stopped talking to his sons and came over to me, "Tris, or Shannon, or Emilyanne, are you alright?"

I looked at the group of five people, and nodded my head, "No. I'm not alright. I'm just thinking about my family. At least, the one I remember."

The middle aged man, Father, replied, "What do you mean where you came from? Who were your family members?"

I then, like vomit, proceeded to spill out every detail about my family, from my friendly rivalry with my twin sister, to my brother's ringtone for when I called. Any, and everything, was mentioned in my rant about the details of my family. At the end of my rant, I practically screamed out, "All I want to do is go home! Heck, even knowing if my family is safe and sound will do!"

Father then looked at me and said, "You can do that once your Grace is restored. If you even want to come back to us."

"I would really, truly like to, but I can't. I don't want to cause the Archangels to quarrel over me again. I don't want to start the Apocalypse all over again."

The Archangels shook their heads and mumbled things like, "You won't cause us to fight again," and "It isn't your fault."

Father then looked at me and said, "That is what you believe?"

"Yes. Forgive me, if I said the wrong thing."

"Emilyanne, you are forgiven. And because of that, I am going to give you your Grace back, just in a concealed form. That way, you can choose when to use your powers." Father then touched my golden angel necklace.

Next thing I knew, I had a silver necklace around my neck. It had a silver angel wing on the silver chain, and next to the frail-looking wing, a bottle with purple-pinkish substance in it. Father then said to me, "This form will hide your Grace from anyone. Be careful, Ani."

All five of the strange men disappeared. I touched the the bottle, and I felt the power surge through me a little bit. I liked the necklace; it felt so...normal on me. But how will I hide this necklace from Trenchie? Or Dean and Sam?

As I watched the meteor shower, I thought that the answer to my questions, I could say it was a gift, from my boyfriend, since I was always called, 'his fallen angel.' I watched for a few more minutes, feeling calmed and relaxed after sorting everything out with those four Archangels. I decided that before I fell asleep outside, I would hobble inside.

As quiet as humanly possible for me, I hobbled back inside of the bunker, and noticed that everyone was asleep. So, I hobbled to my room and tried to get changed into a nightgown. When I thought of my pjs, I was suddenly in them. I touched my new necklace, and I felt the power within the necklace surge through me. The necklace must be the new source of my power!

I smiled as I took off of my Grandmother's necklace, and that smile stayed on my face, even as I fell asleep. For once, I felt safe and protected in this strange new world.