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(Ok) abby continued to stare out the window when she saw a dog walking down the street. She ran to the door.
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"Abby," he says in a concerned voice as she came running out of her room, "look what's on the TV.." He gestures towards it as the reporter talks more and another sketch of him appeared on the screen.
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She slid to a stop and looked, seeing him on the screen. "Is that... is that you!?" She asked. She couldn't get her eyes to tear away from the screen. He looked amazing in person and on paper. -wow- she thought
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"I believe so," he says and finds the remote and turns up the volume as the reporter explains that a girl that had been held hostage and beaten spoke of him saving her and many others. The reporter goes into more detail as Micah begins to pace back and forth nervously.
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Abby stared at the TV -this can't be happening. This CANT be happening!- she thought. She put her hand over her mouth when she saw that the police were already on the lookout for what they called "a potential angelic figure"
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Micah glanced up as Darcy walked in with her phone screen up, showing them the news as well. "This isn't good," Micah says as he paces some more, "god.. Of course this happens to me of all angels!"
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Abby heard sirens come down the road and she rished to the window, watching as two police cars speed down the road. They stopped in the parking lot and walked into the office of the college.
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He looked towards the window at the sound of the sirens and watched the officers go into the office building. "I have to leave," he says looking at Abby, "but I can't just leave you.."
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Abby rushed to him and kissed him. "Then don't. You can't stay visible but..." she trailed off, hoping he understood
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Micah seems pleasantly surprised at Abby's kiss before wrapping his arms around her and placing his forehead against her's. "This is true," he says, "but what if they want to take you in for questioning? I can follow but they have a lot of stuff at the station that could accidentally sense me."
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