It’s not long after Angel gives birth to his twin girls that I am taken by the Celestials as well. This does not result in a pregnancy, thank goodness, but does leave me with more questions than answers.
I am told that Angel’s baby will be special …or ‘not like any others on this, or any other earth.’ Which cryptic at best.
When I question them, I am told that because he is of the Oceans, his genetics mixed with that of the Celestials will be different than any other.
The Celestials also tell me that I should be considering a mate, someone to help me along in this life. They are very… well, how shall I put it… clinical about the whole thing. “Find someone to make babies of your own with.”
They don’t offer a whole of insight, though, as to who that should be.
Neither, I might add, do the Sages in the Magic Realm. Yes, I have visited the Magic Realm and consulted with the Sages. My mother had let her magical training fall away in favor of science. But before I moved out of her home, she told me that she regretted not learning more… not being able to teach me more about that side of my heritage.
Our Visions come from that side, after all. So yeah, I have been exploring it. But even the Sages cannot tell me how I should go about finding this … mate, as the Celestials put it.
I think about our family history. There has always been love at the root of our families. Even my poor grandfather, Caden, who loved twice in one lifetime and struggled to let go of the love he had lost out on had married for love.
I love Angel.
There… I said it. I do love him.
At first I wasn’t sure what to do about that. Was I supposed to act on it. The Visions said that Angel would help me on my journey, but did that mean we were supposed to fall in love? How was I supposed to know what to do about my growing affections for him?
The day the twins were born, I looked at them and I looked at him, and I realized that I wanted us to be a family. I really did. So I took a chance one night, after I’d helped him to tuck the babies into their cribs… I kissed him… and much to my surprise — he kissed me back!
“I didn’t think –” “Angel –” “Elaine –” We both said at once when the kiss ended.
“I didn’t think you felt the same way,” Angel said at last after we flubbed our way through a round of ‘you first, no you first.’ It was kind of comical, if it weren’t for the butterflies in my stomach.
“Really?” I asked. “I have for a while but I didn’t to just assume… I mean… “
“I know,” he said, “and there’s so much I don’t know about your Dry Earth customs. But…”
“But what?” I asked when he trailed off.
He told me, “my people believe that you only get one lifemate. Someone you are drawn to from anywhere in the wide oceans. For years, I considered odd — not just because of my fascination with the Dry Earthers or their art… but because I never found that one. My lifemate. I think, now, I know why.”
“Because it was meant to be me?” I asked him.
He nodded and then kissed me on the cheek. “Why else would your Vision bring us together?”