Okay, so my faith in this fanfic has been returned! Why? Because… well… I don't know but when I do I'll give you that answer. But HOLY CRAP AN UPDATE SO SOOON!?!?!?

So pretty much Chapter Eleven is part two of my little Saga. So there's a time skip, and a lot can happen in six months, so don't worry, questions will be answered.

P.S. So in this fanfiction I've decided to make Spencer the more "aggressive" one so to speak.

Also, I am currently looking for a beta-reader. So, if interested send a message on my way :D.

Disclaimer: I don't own South of Nowhere, nor will I ever own it, so leave me alone. Alright?

Six Months Later:

Spencer stumbled back slightly as a blue light that led to the sky faded. She felt a slight burn on her shoulder, and placed her hand there. Just another brand for the collection, she thought to herself. "You okay?" Spencer turned around at the voice and smiled.

It was Ashley.

Six months time difference changed her greatly. Instead of the signature belly shirts and mini jean skirts with boots, she wore a Blue zipped sweatshirt, and dark blue jeans with hiking boots. Her hair was a lot longer than it was been, and it was straighter. Her face still looked the same, but you could definitely tell she grew more mature with the time that passed.

Spencer on the other hand, still kept most of her original appearance. The only difference was the new additions of tattoos on her body, and her face. She still looked like the same old Spencer, but a deeper look and any person could tell she was just merely tired, of everything.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Spencer replied casually. "Just the normal feeling I get." She said with a shrug. She walked over to Ashley and took her hand, walking back over to Michael and Ariel who were standing there, watching the area surrounding.

"Gadreel was a good angel." Ariel commented casually. Spencer tilted her and Ariel continued. "His name means 'God is my helper'" Ariel explained, then chuckled to herself. "Lucifer had the wits to seduce almost any angel he could. He made his plan to overthrow God, so easy." Ariel furthered. "Most of the fallen regret their decision, which is why you, the redeemer, are here, and the prophecy exists."

"Most?"

"There's always an evil to good, Spencer." Michael piped up. His arms folded over his chest and he shrugged lightly. "Some fallen remain faithful to Lucifer, some love the life they live on earth. They impregnate human women senselessly, creating Nephilim. Most of the angels that were left and loyal to God were sent to destroy them, until the prophecy." Spencer rolled her eyes. "Most angels didn't want to believe, and continued to kill them. A few of us however began to protect the Nephilim."

"What did God say?" Ashley, this time asked.

"It's been a long time since God has had any hand in this." Michael said, ignoring her intended question. Ashley frowned, and gripped Spencer's hand tighter.

"Good to know, we are officially alone in this." Spencer muttered under her breath. "We should get back to the cottage" Spencer said, this time louder, to cover what she had said previously. Michael and Ariel nodded, and took flight. Spencer stood there for a moment and watched as they began to fly out of sight.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Ashley asked. Spencer sighed and turned to her. She gave her girlfriend a weak smile and pecked her on the lips.

"Yes, I'm fine. You know I always get like this after I redeem someone." Spencer explained. Ashley smirked and nodded.

"Oh that's right. But you know what else happens after you redeem someone?" Ashley asked, her voice becoming husky in an instant. Spencer raised an eyebrow and picked Ashley up bridal style, while expanding her wings.

"What might that be?"

"I get to play 'find the tattoo.'" Ashley replied with a small giggle as a response to being picked up. Spencer smiled at her and quickly flew off toward the cottage.

Ashley's cool hands danced over Spencer's bare back as she traced the outline of each tattoo she had. Whenever Spencer used her power to redeem, the tattoo would burn into her skin, mostly on her back. Her chocolate brown eyes locked onto a fresh marking that had a soft glow of gold on it. She leaned over and kissed the mark softly. Spencer let out a small moan and lifted her head that was currently in her pillow. "Found it." Ashley whispered to her.

"You told me you found it two rounds ago." Spencer quipped with a raised eyebrow. Ashley smiled guiltily at her girlfriend.

"Well, I wanted the reward early. I was planning on finding it anyway." Ashley said with a slight scoff. Spencer rolled her eyes and shifted to her side. She beckoned for Ashley to move closer with her right index finger. Ashley gladly obliged and moved her back into Spencer's front, so they were in a spooning position. Spencer wrapped an arm protectively over Ashley's waist and kissed her shoulder, snuggling closer. "You know six months ago you'd faint at the idea of this." Ashley spoke. Spencer chuckled and nodded.

"Six months ago, I didn't almost see you die." Spencer informed her, thinking back.

Spencer landed outside of a small cottage in the woods. She followed Ariel and Michael there, with Ashley in tow. The whole flight, Ashley was unconscious, it worried Spencer greatly. Ariel turned back to Spencer and held the door open. "We have to hurry." She warned glancing down at Ashley.

Spencer took a second to look at the girl in her arms. Her face was becoming paler with every growing second. Something caught her eye that didn't before, a burn mark on her right arm, it was of angel fire. She rushed into the house and placed Ashley on the nearest surface which was a couch. She stepped aside and let Ariel take over.

Ariel leaned beside Ashley and waved a water-drop shaped pendant over her body. Ariel's face darkened and her eyebrows creased inward. "Shit, shit, shit."

Spencer looked between Ariel and Ashley in fear. "What? What's wrong?"

"Spencer, step back. I need to concentrate." Ariel warned as her eyes scanned over Ashley's body. Spencer shook her and stepped closer to them.

"Is she going to be okay?"

"Spencer, stop."

"Tell me!" Spencer demanded.

"Michael, get her out of here, she isn't helping." Before Spencer could protest any longer, Michael had picked her up and put her on his shoulders, disappearing. He brought them out of the house and placed Spencer on the ground.

"I need to be with Ashley right now." Spencer croaked out trying to get passed Michael. Michael stood there stoic as ever and put his hands on Spencer's shoulders, stopping her from going any further. "Michael, let go of me."

"I am sorry, but I can't do that." He told her in a firm voice. "Ariel needs no distractions when she heals someone. You're too attached to this Ashley person." He said. "It provides too much distraction." Spencer broke away from him and started to pace.

"If anything happens to her, I'll never forgive myself, do you hear me?" She almost yelled. Michael just stared at her impassive to everything. "Do you not have feelings or something?" She asked him in a fit of anger. Michael's face did not change.

"Spencer, I am not a human. Nor, have I spent the proper amount of time on earth to assimilate." Michael said. Spencer rolled her eyes at him. She picked up a rock that was on the floor and threw it at him, hitting him in the head. His head jerked back slightly and he stared. "What was that for?"

"I'm angry, I'm worried, and I'm freaked out right now." Spencer exclaimed. "And all you're doing is standing there, like nothing is wrong!" Spencer began to breathe heavily. She dropped to her knees and held her head in her hands.

"I know you care a great deal about this Ashley girl-"Spencer held up her hand stopping him right there.

"Shouldn't you be against this kind of thing?" She asked. Michael stood there impassively and shrugged.

"I did not write the bible." Spencer looked up at him, confused. To the present time, Spencer never asked Michael, what he meant by that. They stood like that for moments upon moments. Michael was giving her a careful look, and Spencer looked like a crazy woman.

"She's sleeping now." Both Michael and Spencer turned to Ariel who walked out. She looked tired and weak. Michael walked over to Ariel's side silently and Spencer followed. "She'll have a scar on her arm from the fire. It's the one thing I can't heal fully." Ariel explained. Michael put Ariel's arm over his shoulder and helped her walk back inside. Before the three entered the house Ariel turned her head back to Spencer. "She loves you."

Spencer was subconsciously running her hand along the scar Ashley had obtained six months ago. A soft low hum emitted from Ashley as her eyes closed, she smiled in the darkness and tried to snuggle closer to Spencer which at that point was near impossible. "That feels nice."

"Me touching your scar?" Spencer questioned, eyebrow already arched a few inches. Ashley rolled over to face Spencer.

"No, you touching me." Ashley grinned wildly as she said this and captured her lips with Spencer's, they were definitely starting round three.

So there's the intro to "Part Two" Enjoy. Or not. PS. Reminder, if you're interested in being a Beta send me a message :D