Angels at Work

Angels, including Mark helped out and took time to search for survivors. They were all so busy trying to protect and save people, properties and plants, moreover trees which are supposed to suck the flood waters if they just had more of bigger trees in the first place. Noriel and his team flew from all the different sides to make sure people will be in good hands while the storm hits the lands and cities. Too bad some died in the floods, like 39 souls and Lucio might have used the time to collect some out of them earlier. I tried to save everyone but since every individual had free will, I can't choose for a person to ask for forgiveness and love God than himself or the other side.

Noriel took the hand of an old lady and let the water push her to the side to save her from the gushing torrents. Mark, on the other hand, was busy swerving planes to ouch down even if they're incorrectly flying down the air strip. It's funny that Mark sees television reporter shoot the planes pilots trying their very best to land each and every plane at the Heathrow Airport. Mark isn't tired at all and he still needs to send angels to Ireland and Scotland to help save people being hit by a snow storm. Due to climate change and global warming, weathers nowadays are hitting extreme marks. Mark can only try to extend his and his legions powers to reach and save as much people, families and properties as he can, but not all. Souls choose either to be saved and die saved or not at all. Some are stubborn, going out of their homes to stride or travel due to personal reasons. Some residences didn't' believe the warnings and news about the storms that they still decided to ignore the signs and warnings. After he helped with the planes, his legions still stayed to help others being hit by the storm, Mark disappeared and reappeared in Scotland.

He asked another team to join him to search for survivors in the snow storm and decided to scout the areas including the other cities surrounding the Scotland. Ireland was hit bad too and Mark after saving families and individuals there, he teleported to Ireland and was just about time to stop a falling huge pine tree from falling down a home. Wexford is now waiting for storm Franklin to land on the city but the winds suddenly changed and seems to be under control at the moment. Mark told his legions to change the course of the winds and try to break the dark clouds formed by the typhoon and broke them down. Sure enough the winds died down and the storm disappeared.

Mark talked with Noriel in his mind who is team and him are already flying back to the heavens to recharge. Mark, who thanked his legions, Noriel and his team, smiled and breathed caringly that the catastrophic ending from the storms and mud slides are over, for now. He felt stingy and dirty due to the mud, dirt and teleported back home in Auckland while Belle is listening to the Auckland Orchestra. Mark fell to the ground in front of Belle who got surprised at her husband appearing like that. She kissed her husband on the cheek and advised him to help her so he can lift him up to the bed. She went to the bathroom and went out of there with a small bin and cloth with her. Belle took Mark's clothes off which

were completely torn and dirty, then cleaned his body from head to toe. She poured some oils and perfume o to his delicate body. Mark was so tired the he didn't know what happened and slept soundly while his glow sparkled in and outside their bedroom. He was very happy to have saved many today and Belle is glad that her husband has done well too from the looks of his appearance and countenance when he arrived home earlier.

Belle prepared a meal of bread with cream cheese and hot milk chocolate for Mark if got hungry. She let him sleep his way out of the hero stuff he did today, and when time struck midnight, Mark opened his eyes, seeing his lovely wife sleeping with her arms above his chest. She slept while cleaning him and he is so concerned for Belle, and for how long she could put up with his missions in saving the world? He wonders how Belle could put herself understanding and still loving him in spite of his running errands, late night actions and sometimes unable to go home due to being stuck in a railway or mountain ranges somewhere.

This isn't normal but Belle understood. If only I can just be normal. But I am not normal, I am an angel and maybe being one makes my wife unhappy. I hope not. Belle seemed happy and content, though I can only see and feel what she thinks or see, I couldn't say whether she has issues or problem with me being an angel. Haaa….God, please let me see Belle's mind and heart. I want to make her happy and not be burdened by my angelic missions. She deserves so much and all the happiness in the world. I ate the meal she prepared for me. I pity her and how she always put up with me. Babe, why are you looking at me like that?, Belle said while I kept my eyes on her sleeping. Oh, you're awake, I'm sorry, am I making you feel uncomfortable?

No, but you're making me feel sexy with those wanting eyes piercing through me!, Belle added her cheeks blushing as I feel her get warmer than earlier when she's sleeping. Ah, okay, sorry! I was just thinking about how you take care of me. I was worried if I am not making you happy or I'm always a burden to you because I am an angel and doing angel stuff most of the time, I explained finishing my bread and drinking the glass of chocolate milk to its last drop. No, babe! You never inconvenienced me or gave me hard time caring for you. I love you and it's my responsibility to take care of you, as your wife.

Even though you are an angel, a perfect heavenly creature, you too need someone to love you. Mark, you are okay and we are alright! We will get through this, Belle holding my face in her palms. Her small delicate fingers tickling my cheeks, which I kissed with my slightly wet lips and held her hands on mine. I smiled at my wife and kissed her mouth gently, then, when I felt she responded with my kiss, I deepened it and held her back and buttocks closer to me, pressing her opened legs to clutch on top of my waist. I carried her likea cotton and placed her on top of our bed, me on top of her and now kissing her torridly, lewdly all over. I missed her and I can tell she missed me too, and we made love that beautiful, peaceful night. Amazingly, Belle moaned like crazy that I couldn't resist feeling motivated, hot and loved that fateful evening.