"So, what do you think?"

"Not sure. Doesn't seem like anyone has intruded into her mind."

"Then what might 'ave caused 'er to fall ill like this?"

"No idea."

By the time Reanna would have known what was going on, she would find herself laying on an examination table in Ness' lab. He and Dameon were standing over her, discussing what could be the cause of her current condition.

Ness had already performed a telepathic scan during her unconciousness, but to no avail. It would seem that Jupiter's Demon hadn't touched her recently, and that this was a completely different issue.

"Well," Dameon said, "is there anything we can do? Do you 'ave any medicines or gadgets that can give 'er some energy?" His voice was obviously shaken, full of worry.

"No need," Ness said, placing his hands on his hips. "She's stable right now. Weak beyond all belief, but stable. There's no telling when she'll come to, but there's really nothing for me to do at this point."

Very slowly, the area around Rea began to shift. Slowly, she became emersed in a white light. Quite involuntarily, she floated to a standing position, her feet resting down in what would feel and eventually look like a field of soft green grass.

Eventually, the light above her formed into a sunlit sky, with scattered white and fluffy clouds here and there. The air was clean, fresh. A breeze brushed past her cheek. The wind smelled sweet. Like clover, honey and fresh morning dew all rolled into one.

And then he stood before her.

In the field, with naught but a long white robe shrouded in a light blue cloak. His golden blonde hair ruffled in the breeze, his emerald hues peered to her softly. Warmly. A feeling of comfort and ease was meant to wash over her.

His modest white feathered wings ruffled a bit from underneath his cloak as he approached her. By his face, she could easily recognize him as the cleric. The white wizard. This was clearly the face of Jonas.

"Hello Reanna," he said with his usual soft tone, free of sorrow or worry and wrapped up in peacefulness and soothing. "Don't be alarmed. I've not taken you anywhere. You are still quite secure on Ness' examining table."

He giggled a little bit, looking around at the created scenery.

"But I figure this is a much more inviting environment for us to chat in, compared to the darkness your mind was previously enveloped in. You are safe here. Now tell me, do you know what happened last night?"

"I see..." Jonas smiled a little bit, moving toward her to take the hand she'd extended, clasping it between both of his own and looking into her eyes. "Well, he wasn't imagining things. You'd undergone a sort of shift. But at this point I'm not entirely sure what's happened. I can only speculate. But I do believe the answers are hiding where you can't see them."

He giggled a little at himself, shaking his head slightly and sighing gently.

"I've been enlightened with a great many things while I've been away from you all," he said matter-of-factly. "The spirit realm has held a lot of wisdom I could never have hoped to achieve on the mortal plane. And now I hope to use some of this new power to help you figure yourself out."

He moved away from her slowly, walking out into the field and looking up into the sky. He moved his hands about in the air, clouds moving in from over the horizon and blanketing the ground in shadow, dulling out the light from the sun until the sky was emersed in clouds.

"Don't be afraid," he said over his shoulder to her. "This place is of my own creation. Nothing can harm you here. However, I can use the scenery to open the path to realization."

He then looked up into a specific point in the clouds, rearing a hand back as it began to emit a white glowing light. Like a pitcher with a baseball, he threw his hand upward toward the spot he'd fixated on, a ball of white energy sailing from his hand and into the clouds.

As it made contact, the clouds broke around it, forming a large circular opening, filled with what could only be viewed as a visual portal of white energy. The energy pulsated and flickered in the large circular opening, which took up half of the visable sky above them.

Jonas smiled, dusting his hands off against one another in a cliche up and down motion. He then dropped down into the grass, plopping onto his backside and then laying on his back, sprawling out comfortably before glancing back to Reanna.

"Come join me. The show can't start without you."

Her entire being shifted at his touch. It was still calming, soothing..more so now more than ever it had been before. And she knew deep within that this was the man she'd once known. She offered a smile to him as she continued to listen to his words. The words pained her in the respect that he was truly gone from them. She would never see him sitting atop the bar in the Inn again with that child-like demeanor, that smile...but she'd shake away the negative thoughts, and simply be soothed in his presence now.

Her head tilted upwards towards the sky, a smile on her face as silver-gold eyes gazed up to them, watching as he parted them and weaved them to his will. A small gasp emitted from her, but nothing more, as she wished not to disturb him. And with those simple words and that child-like smile from him, she knew that nothing could harm her here, nor her body within Ness' lab with Ness and Dameon watching over her.

Questions rumbled in her mind...how and why had Jonas come to her of them all? She'd barely just began to get to know the Clan before he was forced to leave them. It would have made more sense to go to his brother, sister or even Ness. Why her? Again she'd push those thoughts to the back of her mind, for a later day, a later time as she listened to him and nodded to him.

Her laughter was light and the smile on her face was bright as she moved to his side, head canted to the side a bit, confusion flickering in her eyes. "Show? Without me? I'm not sure I understand, Jonas. What's this for?" As she spoke to him though, she would lower herself to the plush grass of the field beneath them, sighing deeply as she breathed in the air and laid back, mimicking his actions.

Within the lab, she'd sigh once more, that smile turning her lips as her head moved just the slightest as if she were looking upwards towards something.

"Wait what? What change? The spiritual plane? What the hell do the Angels and the Spirits have to do with me Jonas? I'm nothing but a simple demon hunter that is hunted by that which I kill." She shook her head a bit, she was clearly confused with all this, but the mere presence and patience of Jonas, quickly set her at ease again.

She looked to where he pointed, tilting her head to the side as she listened to his words. She bit her lower lip at his final words. She knew she'd hid them well. So well that even in consciousness she could not seek them herself. She sighed softly. She was not prepared for this. She looked up to the portal in the skies and tried to do as he'd bidded her.

It would take Rea quite a few moments to settle enough to clear her mind of everything that there was. To focus on the past...the secrets she'd locked so very deeply away. The pain and memories of a childhood she'd lost so quickly.

At first the images the flickered were blurry, and they were only snippits and mere seconds. So many flashed so quickly up in the portal that one could make nothing from them. "They're going to fast Jonas. I can't make anything of them." She frowned a bit as she watched the rapid flicker of blurry images in the sky.

It would seem that a couple hours would pass of the quickly flickering blurry images in the sky, before Rea heaved a deep breath and focused with all that she could. Forcing the images to slow and steady...and a gasp escaped her lips at the image that the portal had settled on.

Within the portal that Jonas had created in the sky, was the image of a small girl, she could not have been older than four or five. Her hair was dark as the night herself. Her skin of a more healthier ivory tone. Her eyes were hidden as she was looking down to something the young boy beside her was doing. He could be no more older than eight or nine. They were playing in a field lush with crops and greens. Laughter and happiness surrounded them both.

In the background to the children, were a man and a woman. The man had chocolate brown hair, he was tall, handsome. Well built and simply charming. His eyes as he looked to the woman beside him flickered in colors, every now and again. Yet there was something dark about him. In this image, they seemed to be arguing over something. Gestures made by him to her, shakes of heads.

The woman in the image could not be made out to clearly. She was petite compared to the man she stood by. Her hair was so very very light in color to contrast the skies behind her, there was an odd, yet bright glow about her. Very bright she was... She'd only been allowed a glimpse of the woman. And for a brief second the woman turned towards the children in the field, and in turning she looked, almost directly out of the image portal and into the pair on the grass, and her eyes were silver, with gold flecks in the iris. And before Rea could say anything, before anything else was revealed, she'd napped her head back to the man, a bright, near blinding silver light erupted around the man and the woman in the image.

She gasped. Her hand coming to her mouth as she blinked rapidly. Silver eyes, with flecks of gold in their iris eyes turned to Jonas. "Jonas? Jonas, what is the meaning of this vision?" Shaking her head a bit. "I...I do not know any of this..do I?"

Rea was still oblivious that her eyes were now changed, oblivious that her appearance had changed last night, was clearly confused as she looked to Jonas, hoping for answers...explanations...enlightenment....looking for..something.

Back in the lab, her body shifted. Beneath her closed lids, her eyes had begun to move as if in REM sleep. Her hand twitched slightly, fingertips brushed against Dameon's absently, a sigh parting her lips, a gasp. Then her fingers would seek out his own, gripping them tightly a moment, before she'd let go again.

The very ends/tips of her pool of ebony hair that spilled onto and over the examining table that she laid on were slowly beginning to glimmer and shimmer a pale silver color. From the end of her hair, about an inch and half were now silver in color.

His message sent out to Ness that he was present, Jonas looked over to Reanna and smiled with a shrug.

"All I can assume is that those were your parents. I mean, the man had the same eye-color-changing thing you have, didn't he?"

He pointed again at the viewportal, tilting his head and smiling.

"It's not over yet, I don't think. I'm sure it'll show you more if you let it."

Their hands laid upon their daughter...their creation.

The silver aura that emanated from Alyssa grew stronger and more fierce as she spoke words in another language. Marcus' eyes flickered unsteadily within the aura that his wife had created, his own true aura now melded and danced with Alyssa's. The trio, now surrounded in a swirl of sapphire and silver, began to lift from the ground, hovering about three inches off the ground.

The small child that laid in arms unseen between the two, slowly shifted as she now stood between the two. Marcus and Alyssa continued to speak in low voices, each in their own native tongue.

Rea turned to Jonas in the slight intermission of the vision portal. She couldn't really find the words to speak. She'd been watching this...this repressed memory with a mix of emotions that ranged from anger to confusion...to sheer amazement. "Jon...Jonas what is going on? What...what am I? I am not sure I understand this. The child. That child...she looks so very much like me, but yet she doesn't." She turned and squinted towards the vision portal once more. Standing from Jonas' side and moving closer to the vision portal, a shaky hand extended towards it, as if she were reaching for the child. "Jonas...Jonas! The child, look!"

The small child's appearance was now slowly changing. Her eyes flickered open, silver eyes flecked with gold in the irises looked out blankly, her hair as well was slowly changing. From it's ebony color, the child's hair was now a bright, yet pale silver color Her entire form seemed to be awash with the silver light. As the image within the vision portal continued. The child's body grew and began to fill out as if she were aging before Jonas and Reanna's sight.

Rea blinked at the image and stumbled back a bit and ended up tripping and falling onto her hindside on the grass, gasping softly. Her hand coming to cover her mouth as she watched the image play out, as she watched the child grow.

Within the lab, Rea gasped, gripping Dameon's hand a bit tightly now. Her hair was now half ebony and half silver, her skin slowly began to start taking on a silvery glow. One word escaped her seeming sleeping form..."No."

Within the image now, there was another that seemed to play from within the child-woman's mind.

Dameon could only return the grip upon Rea's hand in the examining room, placing his hand on her head, tears threatening his eyes.

"Ness," he said, "this is getting worse. I don't know what's going on 'ere, but are you sure Jonas is in there?"

"Positive," Ness replied, grabbing a damp cloth and placing it over Rea's forehead. "He's in there, and God only knows what he's dealing with right now."

"I know I 'eard about 'im being spotted in the church," Dameon said shakily, "but I didn't know he could still contact anyone."

"I think," Ness said, holding onto Reanna's arm as she thrashed about, "that it might depend on who he's contacting."

Her body fell lax again on the examine table. Her fingers intertwined gently again with Dameon's as she seemed to be back in that peaceful slumber once more. Though there would be a look of sheer confusion on her face. Her brows furrowed as if in deep contemplation. Her hair now was entirely silver. Her body glowing silvery even more.

She stammered...Shame touched her features a moment, at the realization at what Jonas had seen of her. "I..am sorry you had to see that Jonas...but I...I do not know Jon..Jonas. Not with a certainity. Those...those visions the woman in the view portal had. Those are my...my memories. My life before I had come to you and Dameon and the Firebird Clan." She shook her head a bit, turning to look at him. Her eyes were still silver with gold flecks in the irises. "That is the life I lived before...my past. I believe I understand the child is me, the man my father. But the woman...if she is my mother. Why do I not look like her Jonas? She is so...magnificent...beautiful. If anything. I look more of my father in sorts." Another shake of her head.

She began to pace the lush greenery around them. Her hands clasped behind her back. "I would assume that the boy is my brother. The man my father, but the woman..I still cannot place her. They spoke together as if they were one. But again I bring back the point that I look nothing like her. I cannot do the things she does." Another headshake as she looked to him. "What can you tell me of this Jonas?"

Jonas stepped over toward Reanna, smiling brightly at her as the clouds dessipated, the viewportal vanishing and the sky returning to it's former sunlit blue.

He opened his hands toward Reanna, tilting his head a little bit.

"Well," he said, "if you could see yourself outside of here, in the examining room, you'd certainly see that you look much different right now."

He waved his hands about, and slowly white energy began to form behind her, taking the shape of large white angelic wings. He stepped back, observing her with a smile.

"So, how do you think you should figure the rest of this out?"

Jonas smiled at her, nodding his head knowingly and offering her a little wink before he stepped back a bit.

"I do know her," he said, twirling about in the grass and looking skyward. "As for what she is... well, half of what she is is now inside of you, now isn't it?"

He stopped, looking to her and giggling. He then canted his head and dropped his arms to the sides, sighing a bit. He pointed to the wings now protruding from her back.

"I'm not the only one you've known to have wings like that. Give it time, and you'll have them outside of this place as well."

He threw his arms out to the sides, smiling brightly at her.

"No one to guide you? What do you call me? I mean honestly, if anyone can guide you, your Guardian Angel can."

With those words, the sky above them and grass below them began to glow white, until they were both emersed in it. Rea would feel the ground beneath her disappear, until she was floating in the light. Jonas' wings spread out to his sides, while her's dessipated into the white energy which created them.

"But for now you need to go back to those that are worried over you. I still have work to do before I can see you again. But just remember that you're not alone. Your mother and I will be watching over you. It's up to you to learn the truth about your father."

And then he floated up into the light, disappearing from her view. Rea slowly floated to a laying position, where she would feel the examining table once again beneath her, the senses of her body returning to her concious mind.

Without a thought, Dameon threw his arms around Reanna, embracing her tightly as she awoke, his cigarette simply dropping to the cold hard floor.

"Thank the gods you're awake, love!" He smiled, sighing into her and shaking his head. "You had us bloody worried, you did."

"Jonas..." Ness said, tilting his head, "wait? What did you see? What happened between you and Jonas wherever you were? Did he help you?"

Dameon kept his arms around Rea, caressing her back as he held her, seemingly unable to let go.

"Don't bombard 'er with questions, Ness," he said without looking to him. "She's 'ad a rough time."

Dameon simply held Reanna close to him, smiling and caressing her back gently. His eyes were filled with compassion, with understanding and most of all love.

"So," he said whimsically, "one Angel falls, and another is awakened. Well, if Jonas says he will 'elp you through this journey, I'd say you're in rather capable 'ands. Next time you see 'im, thank 'im for me. For taking care of you."

Ness just held his head a bit, walking toward the door.

"Dude, that was intense," he said, arching his neck a bit. "I'm gonna have so many questions once my brain processes all this, but for now I need some sleep."

And with that, Ness exited the lab to head back to the Manor, where his bed awaited.

Dameon looked at Reanna after Ness left, kissing her softly on her cheek and nuzzling her gently.

"You say Jonas was sent by your mother? And that he's now your designated 'Guardian Angel'?" He chuckled a bit, sighing. "Then I'm fairly certain we 'aven't seen the last of 'im. Even if only in dreams."

Smiling, Dameon stood with her cradled in his arms. He slowly made for the door, looking down to her.

"We could stand for some rest, I'm sure," he said. "It's been an ordeal."

And with that, he reached the door and opened it without dropping her. Exiting out into the evening, he made his way with her back to the Manor across the way.