[ WP ] He 's a demon who wants to be an angel , she 's an angel that wants to be a demon .

`` How far would I have to fall?'' she asked Gabriel. 
 
 `` To be human? The fall might even kill you.'' The archangel started, `` It would be undoing all the good you've ever done. Most of the angels that die trying do n't even die from physical injuries but broken hearts, to become human is to yield to all the desires you sacrificed to become one of us. Such corruption of the soul for one used to life so pure... No. I do n't want to imagine it.'' 
 
 `` If it was that bad then imagine one becoming a demon.'' she said whimsically. 
 
 `` A demon!'' Gabriel scoffed, `` I do n't know where you get some ideas honestly, I doubt it's even possible. And even if it was who would this angel stay with? Lucifer maybe, but the rest would be ruthless with you. Some new angel trying to knock them down a notch to fit in. Like they are n't already low enough.'' The gong chimed and Gabriel had to go. 
 
 Left alone, Raf looked at her human, Allison. Everyday for the past 10 years Raf had steered her to good. She had avoided the pitfalls of youth, passed her medical exams and went on to become the youngest head of department in her hospital. But, it was lonely at the top. They'd lied to her, all those men saying they liked successful, intelligent women. They pretended to like them, they said they liked them, but you could see them freeze the moment her or Mindy mentioned their perfect SAT scores and Ivy league education. By the time they heard she was already a doctor you could see the fear paralyzing them, like she'd whip out a stethoscope and whip them to behave or something. She liked the respect, but could do with a little less of it on some days. 
 
 Lucas was one of the nurses on her floor, and when he was n't he went racing on his 500 CC Ninja at the track. Maybe he thought her too clean for that. Maybe she could change his view. 
 
 *** 
 
 `` How far would I have to rise?'' he asked Beelzebub. 
 `` Baah! Why would you want to rise?'' the chief demon snorted in disgust. `` Look at them with all their judgemental eyes.'' 
 
 `` Speaking hypothetically'' Sulfus retorted. 
 
 `` You would have to strip yourself of everything. Imagine that! buck naked in front of this filthy mass of souls, yelling out for forgiveness and admitting you were wrong. Imagine that. Imagine the ridicule, or even worse, imagine not succeeding. Some have tried but oh boy the shame.'' He whistled. `` And you might still see us, your own kind, everywhere, reminding you of who you really are.'' 
 
 `` But once you become human there's hope? Maybe heaven.'' Sulfus asked. 
 
 Belzebub took a swig of his liquor. He unzipped his trousers and took a piss in front of his apprentice, the junior looked away. Belzebub splashed some in his direction laughing as Sulfus jumped away. `` Possibly, but it's hard enough becoming a human, to become an angel? What if you fail though? Imagine doing all that and after a hundred years you're back here in the pig swill with the lot. And even if you did succeed who says they'll welcome you knowing your past. We're the real forgiving ones. How could they let something so low get so high?'' 
 
 Beelzebub walked away living the apprentice to wipe his piss. Sulfus looked at his charge. He was the nurse working at a hospital, Sulfus knew he had a crush on one of the doctors there but he was shy. She was always perfectly dressed, in pristine, pressed clothes, on time. What chance would a tortured soul like him have? Maybe if he put some effort some day she would see him as deserving. That's why he lied when she asked him about his tattoo, the flaming scorpion pinching its prey. No one was meant to see it, but she paid too much attention. 
 
 It hid his scar well. The scar he got that day his father got so furious he flung a hot saucepan at him. She was Dr. Perfect and she did so much. Was he going to let her do him too? No, she did enough, he'd stitch himself up, the way a man does. Maybe when ready he could ask her. The memories had recently become too much though, and once more Sulfus convinced him to take some sleeping meds from the store. No one would notice, after all it was only once. But things became worse, so he took a few from each jar at the pharmacy. They were only a few, no one would notice. 
 
 From his corner in hell Sulfus shot his eyes up. Beyond nurse Lucas, beyond the sky all the way to heaven and he saw her. How far would he have to rise for her to notice him? Raf looked down, beyond Dr. Alison wishing Lucas a good morning, beyond the upper crust. All the way to hell. How far would she have to fall for him to notice her. For a second their eyes met. Then they walked away, there was work to do. 
 
 
 
 
 

