♞ — He could almost mouth along to what she was saying. How many times had they had this discussion? He was sure it was in the low hundreds by now. Gaze briefly went to her phone, before he lifted it to look at her. “Not the first time he was BUSTED for possession of marijuana. Aged 17, intention to sell and use. Is it a surprise he fell back on the wagon?” Standing up straight, he turned his head to make sure the door was closed and leaning against the edge of the desk. “I’m perfectly capable of doing BOTH. We had a bust on a case this morning. Multi-tasking comes in quite handy in this line of work.” Even if it means he got no sleep and was bordering on anxiety attack every other day, but she didn’t need to know this.
“You know I can’t stay out of your life, you’re my sister, it’s my job to keep you safe.” It wasn’t really, but he MADE IT his job alongside keeping the FALLEN in check. “Can’t you just trust that I do the things I do for a reason? For a good reason, Zadkiel. I wouldn’t be doing them otherwise.”
Her eyes darkened slightly, posture tensing as he went on. “Don’t call me that,” She near hissed, finger pointing at him as a WARNING of what might happen if he did again. That wasn’t her anymore. Things were different. They were humans. Or at least, they lived alongside them. And she liked who she was now. Caroline. Blonde. Bright. Bubbly. Caroline Elizabeth Forbes, daughter of a small-town sheriff. This was her life now, the life that she chose. The life that carried far less pain and disappointment. “It’s not even that big of a deal.” She corrected, setting her jaw and folding her arms over her chest. “You know everyone does it here, right? All the teenagers? It’s not like it was meth, or something.”
Granted, the guy hadn’t been all that much of a CATCH to begin with. But he was cute, and he’d been interested. Or at least interested in seeing her again. What was so wrong about having the human experience? Every day was laden with responsibility and duties and leading people down paths that they would only veer off of time and time again. “What REASON could you possibly have? I’m not some innocent that you need to protect, Raguel. I can take care of myself.”