Pom Pom Angel: Love Rescue pt. 5

As Missy’s body lay passed out on the floor of Gus and Nando’s apartment, her mind wandered.  It wandered out of her body, and back towards the world in which he had come. 

There was a bright light that seemed to surround her, and there, standing before her, was the woman from the council. 

“Did I die?” Missy wasn’t even sure if angels could die.  Like, if they could really, truly die.  She had already died once, but could she do it a second time? 

“No.  You’re just passed out.”  The woman smiled at her. 

“That’s good.”  Missy felt kind of funny.  It was like her brain was floating.  “Am I stoned?  Can angels get stoned?” 

“Maybe a little.  You did absorb a whole lot of chemicals.”  The woman never lost her peaceful, angelic smile. 

“I never asked your name.”  Missy’s mind was wandering.  “I should have, but there really wasn’t that much time.” 

“Just call me Mama.” The woman stepped towards her.  “Missy, you need to focus.  I know things are going… poorly, but you have a job to do.  Don’t forget that.” 

“So I can’t kill him?” 

“No.”  The woman laughed, shaking her head.  “You can’t even beat him horribly.  You need to help him understand.” 

Easier said than done, Missy thought to herself.  She had never expected her first guardian angel gig to be so difficult.  It had always struck her as an easy job.  Just be there, and help out without them noticing.  But Gus had noticed her.  He had seen her!  So had his roommate.  She wasn’t really sure how that was possible, but it had happened, and now she was here, floating in the Angelic Realm, and talking to Mama because two humans had gassed her with a can of Roach-Be-Gone.

As angry as she was at Gus, she was even angrier at herself.  That didn’t let Gus or his roommate off the hook, but it still made her question if she was really ready for this job. 

“I know things are not going as planned.  You can do this Missy.  I know you can.  We wouldn’t have chosen you for this job if we didn’t think you could handle it.”  Mama was standing in front of her now.  “Just trust in yourself, and in the power of love, and you can succeed.” 

Missy looked at her, the haziness in her brain growing stronger.  She really was stoned.  “You got that off of a greeting card, didn’t you?”

“Who do you think writes those things?  Only an angel could be that sappy.”  Mama laughed, placing a hand on Missy’s shoulder.  “It’s time to go back now, sweetie.  Do your Mama proud, okay?” 

“I’ll try.” 

“There is no try, only…” 

Missy gave her an odd look.  “Please don’t send me away with a line ripped out of Star Wars.” 

“Just go down there and kick some ass. “  Mama gave her shoulder a pat.  “Figuratively, of course.”

And suddenly Missy was floating away, the light fading out of her view.  Quickly Mama was nothing more than a small black dot, and then… nothing.