Mika
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“So hospital’s not an option?” I ask as I grab the keys outof my pocket to the car while trying to hold him up.

He shakes his head, his blonde hair falling over his eyes,he really needs a haircut, but, then again, it suits him, “how do you think thedoctors are going to react when someone whose heart doesn’t even beat walksin?” He asks sarcastically.

I roll my eyes and let him go opening his door, “Well noneed to be rude.” I mumble to myself turning around to leave him to get inhimself due to his stubbornness, but, I feel him grabs my wrist accidentlyyanking me back due to my force of walking away, “Mika?” I ask as he standsthere looking down at his hand on my wrist.

I follow his eyes and replace myself staring and awing over hisactions, “thank you for killing her.” He mumbles, but, still doesn’t let go.What is his problem? I hope he’s okay wait, normal people don’t thank peoplefor killing someone. I look up slowly locking my eyes with his that are alreadylooking at me.

“Did you just thank me?” I speak slowly allowing him tothink about the words he said to me.

He lets go of my wrist and rubs the nape of his neck, “Ithink so.” He laughs awkwardly as he looks out at the end of the dock at thesun. This isn’t a normal thing for him is it? I sigh a small smile playing onmy face, “did I do it wrong?” He asks as he snaps his head towards me, his eyeswide.

I shake my head and step forwards embracing him, my armswrapping around his chest, “No you didn’t.” I mumble as I close my eyes, stillno heat coming from his body. He makes a sound as if he’s about to speak, but,stops himself by wrapping his arms around me accepting my hug. I feel him puthis head on top of mine making me feel small, but, also safe. I want whathappened last night to happen again. When a pulse of warmth came from his body,I want to trigger it again.

“This isn’t like you getting all emotional on me.” Hechuckles, his chest vibrating against my body. I shrug and hug him tighter andto my surprise me hugs me even tighter than I hugged him. He moves his headslightly on my head and lets a sigh leave his lips, “my body isn’t going toradiate heat.” He mumbles causing my eyes to shoot open and look up at himmaking him move his head off of my head and look down at me.

“But it has before, even if it was only for a split second,I want to know what triggered it.” I speak softly as he pulls away from meswinging the car door open.

“A once off.” He sighs obviously not wanting to be a part ofthis conversation. He climbs into the car shutting the door behind him. I standthere staring at where he was previously standing, does he know what triggersit? He seems really reluctant to let me replace out. Maybe it’s an emotional thingor a memories thing, I will replace out. My glance looks over to him sitting inthe car to see him raise his eyebrow, “are we going? We have to talk about thiscase.” He chuckles as he slaps the dash before putting his feet up.

“Get them off.” I growl as I walk around my side and hop in,then it hits me, “can you drive?” I ask turning to look at him.

He closes his eyes and puts his left arm over his eyes, “Idon’t see how that relates to me in this world. Plenty of people take publictransport, in my case my public transport is you.” I see his lips turn into asmirk. How is he feeling like his old self in a matter of seconds after Ihugged him? Was he joking?

“Get out.” Is all that leaves my lips as I look away fromhim putting my keys in the ignition.

He moves his arm from his eyes, “What? Why?” He pulls hisfeet off the dash and sits up straight looking at me with complete confusement.

“You just said I’m your public transport, in other words,you ride me.” I growl as I point out his window signalling for him to get out.

I hear a cough coming from him as he chokes on his ownwords, “Wait what?!” He yelps, his words being covered with laughter, but, thiswasn’t any ordinary laughter, he felt awkward.

“Why are you okay after that show down as soon as you got inthe car?” I finally ask as I cross my arms turning the radio off that startedplaying as the car turned on.

He goes to speak, but, he closes his mouth furrowing his eyebrows putting his right hand over his chin and mouth thinking up an excuseprobably, “It happened when you hugged me.” His eyes light up and his handfalls from his face as he comes up with the ‘famous’ excuse.

“Excuse me?” I ask sarcastically throwing my head forwardsin annoyance.

“When you hugged me, the pain was gone after wards. Maybeyou have a magical power,” He wriggles his fingers in front of me when he saysmagical power a giant smile on his face.

All I do is stare at him in complete irritation, “that’s it.Get out.” I speak as I lean over him pushing his door open, but, he grabs thedoor.

“I was kidding! There’s no such thing as magical powers!” Helaughs, but, a plea is heard under his laughter. He has a magical power, how isit impossible? I look at his hand, the one that engulfs in fire and back athim, “okay, mine isn’t technically magical.” He puts his hands up in defence.

“Hmm, yes it is.” I smirk as I poke his hand, “can I callyou magic man? Hey magic man!” I joke.

“Don’t patronize me. At least call me magic mike.” Hemumbles as he crosses his arms stirring up a bad mood that I’m going to have todeal with all day. His annoyance makes me laugh as I throw my head back holdingmy stomach, “we should get going.” He growls as he lifts his left handengulfing it in blue mist making the gas pedal go down and we start moving.

My laughing stops as my eyes widen and I grab hold of thewheel, “Mika stop!” I yelp as I try to move through the parking lot avoidingcars, but, he just sits back holding up his hand continuing to piss me off,“Mika stop that is an order!” I yell causing him to dissolve the blue mist andpull his hand back as I slam on the breaks. That was the most terrifying momentof my life. I feel like I’m going to throw up.

“Well, now we are aware of the consequences of pissing meoff Mistress, let’s get going shall we?” He smirks as he looks out the window. Dickhead.

I stare at the tea in front of me as I stir the spoon aroundin it, “so, what’s an angel doing down here?” I ask my eyes never leaving thetea.

Mika leans forwards in the café chair resting his rightcheek in his hand as his elbow rests on the table, “sorry, I didn’t exactlystop to ask her.” I look up at him slightly annoyed with his response. I knowhe didn’t get a chance to ask her, but, he would know better than anyone.

“Don’t be an asshole.” I mumble as I stop stirring my teaand take a sip of it, “Just, do you have any ideas?” I ask after I put the mugdown. The cold air brushing against the back on my neck, “damn it’s cold.” Imumble to myself grasping the warm mug with both hands. He lifts his cheek offhis hand as he stands up peeling his coat off leaving him in a long sleevedblack shirt, black jeans and his scarf. Why does he wear so much black? “No, Idon’t need it.” I decline his offer, but, he walks up behind me and places itover my shoulders and surprisingly, it was warm.

I hear a group of girls giggle loudly and apparently Iwasn’t the only one. I continue to stare at Mika to see him looking at thegirls with a confused expression on his face, “what’s all that about?” He asksas the girls turn away causing him to as well and look at me.

I laugh and pull his coat around me more, “you did a cutething couples do. So, those girls think you’re a gentleman.” I scoff, but, Iquickly stop rolling my eyes to realise he was in this moment. Well, I can’tsay shit.

A smile plays on his adorable face, wait, Jamie no. “Youcan’t catch a cold because then we have to stop investigating,” he runs hisfingers through his hair as a hint of excitement is evident in his voice. Thattone making me smile wide, “wait. Couples?” His eyes widen as he continues tostare at me, is that a blush I see creeping onto his face?

I hum a yes, “that’s what they think we are.” My smile stillremains as I move my hand from my cup to grab his, “they’re looking again.” Hedoesn’t move his hand as I grab hold of it, am I trying to make those girlsjealous? Why am I doing this?

He stares at our hands as he intertwines his fingers withmine, “I see what you’re doing.” A smirk plays on his lips as he looks back atme a little bit of red evident on his cheeks, I don’t know what it is, but,it’s definitely red.

“Now, tell me about the angel.” I smile as I hear the girlsgiggling again.

He looks down to grab his phone unlocking it, before turningit around and showing me something in his notes. I let go of his hand to have alook at it, ‘angel behind you.’ Is written in his phone causing me to freezeand turn to look behind me, but, Mika grabs my cheek stopping me, “don’t!” Heslightly yells causing everyone to look at us. This is not my day.

I let an awkward laugh leave my lips, “its fine, my neckisn’t sore anymore.” I quickly cover up as I place my hand over his and take itoff my cheek causing him to flop back into his seat. Everyone hesitantly looksaway to eat or drink their order. That was close, why does everyone stare atus?

I stare at him as he purse’s his lips angrily staring at theangel behind me, “I don’t even care about this asshole,” he growls as he leansforward looking at me, “angels usually come down if they think someone they arelooking over is in trouble with something horrible, worse than rape, but, thatangel I’m pretty sure was fallen.” He swallows hard as he intertwines his twohands together holding them up to his lips.

“A fallen angel? What about,” I cut myself off nudging myhead behind me causing Mika to look at him and back at me.

He shakes his head, “there’s no way to tell about that one,but, he sort of looks like a guardian, not fallen.” I fight the urge to turnand look at him and I can tell Mika knows it too, “I knew that Marissa wasfallen as soon as I saw her wings. Did you notice the dark grey colour onthem?” He asks causing me to nod.

I place my right cheek in my hand, oh right, I still have atea. Stay on track damn it, “her wings were turning black due to her loss ofgrace no?” I take a wild swing causing him to smile.

“Right.” Is all that leaves his lips as he moves his handsaway from his mouth and slowly grabbing my tea bringing it towards him. I stillhave so many questions about this, but, I can’t seem to pick one.

A cold breeze hits my neck again causing me to pull up thecollar on his coat, “why are we sitting outside?” I ask as I start to shiverlooking down trying to give my face some warmth from the coat.

“After all that I just said, that’s all you have to say?” Heasks as he puts his right hand out a slight blue tinge to it. I look upslightly to look at it, is that fire? My heart skips a beat as I look around usto see if anyone is looking at it, “just hold it. If you hold it, no one’sgoing to see the blue.”

I snap my head back to him, “its fire, and it’s going toburn me.” I shake my head.

“I’ve only warmed my hand up. It can’t burn you, fire isn’teven on my hand right now. I can control it you know,” he speaks as he lifts itto his eyes moving his fingers looking at the blue tinge.

“So it won’t burn me?” I ask eyeing it suspiciously. He putshis hand back out in front of me and looks at me shaking his head. Hesitantly Igrab it holding it with both my hands. Oh my god it’s warm. What happenedtoday? It’s so cold when this morning it wasn’t even close to being this cold.I close my eyes as I place his hand on my cheek warming my face, “if thatwasn’t Marissa, where did she go?” I ask as I open my eyes to see him staringat me in awe. What kind of demon is he?

He shrugs, “because an angel took her body, I have no ideawhere her soul is, but, if I had to guess, I’d say it’s with God,” he cringesat the name of his enemy. I now know why demons hate angels, they envy them.They were able to go to heaven, that’s also why they hate god. He didn’t fighthard enough for them, or he simply didn’t want them. Mika’s mother for example,“Jamie?” He speaks pulling me out of my day dream. I hum in response looking upat him, “we have to leave.” He mumbles as he stares behind me.

I don’t need to ask why, I know what he’s talking about ifhe’s looking behind me. Quickly I stand up pulling his coat off my shouldersbefore walking towards an already standing Mika handing it to him. He doesn’targue, he just takes it and throws it on still watching the angel closely. Doeshe know who he is? “Come on.” I whisper grabbing his right elbow hooking my armwith him. He again doesn’t protest as he places his hand on my arm that iswrapped around his. Mika tries to walk fast, but, I grab him to slow him downcausing him to look down at me, “don’t make it obvious.” I roll my eyes.

We walk past the angel without looking at him and make ourway down the street until we are far enough that makes Mika feels safer, “Idon’t know what he’s here for, but, there are way too many angels here for anormal city.” He mumbles as he looks around cautiously, “I’m starting to feelsmothered.”

I unhook my arm from his and put my hands in my pockets, “doyou think it has something to do with us killing Marissa?” I ask.

He looks down and hums, “probably, or maybe they’re afterthe same thing you are.” He moves his head slightly to look at me obviouslyworried about something.

I look up at him with a smirk, “then let’s stop them.”