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way down the hall. “See you in the morning!” She waved and was out of Ivy’s sight.
    Violet returned to her room and leaped onto the bed. She pulled back her crisp white sheet and hopped under it, resting her head on the soft feather pillow. She lay awake staring at the ceiling, afraid to close her eyes and enter the darkness to sleep. “Nope,” she thought, “not going to do it. Sorry Vivian, we are not sleeping tonight.”  She reached over and grabbed the IPod again. It had become her passing time hobby here at the hospital. The screen read Sarah McLaughlin. Violet pushed play and began to listening to the song. Violet thought the singer’s voice was beautiful, almost angelic and then the chorus began “In the arms of an angel.”  Violet thought the song seemed rather ironic given the timing, but then she thought “maybe not so ironic at all.”  Violet began to smile and then yelled out “Gabriel…….Message received!”
    Suddenly, the light clicked on and there stood Gabriel illuminated by the light.
    “You summoned me?” he said laughing at Violet who had just figured out his game.
    “Very Clever Gabe.”   Violet applauded him before smacking him in the arm.
    “Ouch!” Gabriel said, “ you really do pack a punch these days.” He rubbed his arm.
    “Yes, I do and don’t push me Gabe or you will see just how much of a punch I can really pack!”
    “What are you doing here anyways?  Shouldn’t you be getting things ready for when I get out of here instead of playing word games with my IPod?” she asked.
    “I’m just making a much needed pit stop here to see you before the big release.  Actually, I have something for you,” Gabe said as he handed her a tiny white box.
    “What is it?” she asked.
    “Just open it,” he replied.
    Violet opened the box and inside was a delicate necklace with a beautiful gold pendant hanging from it. Violet held the necklace up and noticed the pendant was a tiny angel that appeared to be singing. She thought it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen.
    “What is it?” she asked.
    “It’s a necklace.  You know, jewelry humans wear around their necks for decoration,” Gabriel explained.
    “Yes, I know what it is Gabriel.  My question is, why are you giving it to me?” she answered sarcastically.
    “You got me!” he said, “I wasn’t really trying to decorate your neck.”
    “Duh!” she said again with sarcasm.
    “It’s actually a tracker,” Gabriel said.
    “A tracker?” Violet waited for clarification.
    “Yes, this little beauty will allow me to find you no matter where you are,” he said.
    “But you can already find me with your telepathy,” she said.
    “Yes, but not always as you know. You are still young Vie and you know there have been times where none of us could communicate with you using telepathy. This pretty little thing will allow us to find you at all times.” Gabriel explained further.
    “ Ahhh , I thought you could always find me by following my voice!” Violet remembered Gabe stating that as a fun fact to annoy her.
    “This is serious violet!  This is not a game! There are lives at stake, our lives, and I am not taking any chances!” Gabriel shouted.
    As I watched Gabriel try to control himself, all I could think of is why? Why do I need a necklace? I don’t see one on his neck, or Raphael’s, or any of the other Guardians for that matter. They are treating me like a new recruit instead of their equal. I am a warrior just like them and this is not fair. Maybe I can’t always communicate with telepathy like they do but I have other valuable attributes that they do not have. I have a photographic memory and even the council didn’t overlook the fact that it would be a valuable asset here. Having total recall of every word, every conversation spoken.  Being able to stop and rewind at random was extremely valuable in this world and they all knew it. I am no different than the rest of Guardians, and I am