The happiness lasted for a few months. Content in their happy world of routine and planning. Luck just seemed to shine on them. Helena had answered an advert in the local paper for a house sitter. The house was a beautiful little beach house. Out of season the owner preferred it to be occupied, than sat empty.
Helena christened the place, 'heaven upon earth' and to her it was. She just forgot about the world passed the beach, forgot about Lucifer and the cruel games he continued to play upon their love ones.
However Marcus couldn't forget. His job was to protect; fight off anyone who meant harm his family. Lucifer was still a threat, maybe not to him and Helena, but to the rest of his family and so he decided return they must.
The trio stood again by the stain glass window in the abandoned church. Theo smiles at them.
"You have made the right decision." He points up to the ceiling. "He has a plan. I have faith in that." He places his hand on his chest and his chest begins to glow, moment later a ring appears from his chest and he extends his palm to them.
Helena took the ring and looks sadly up at Marcus.
"I dreamt of this moment when I finally tied you down to being faithful to only me." She looked at the ring. "But now this ring is no longer matching up to my romantic ideal."
He lifted her chin. "I am sure together we will be powerful enough to keep him out. There is a reason he didn't want us united." He kissed her forehead. "I am sure once we are, we will have won a great victory against him."
As they said their vow and Helena slipped the ring upon his finger, the ground began to shake...
Theo put his hand on top of their hands and closed his eyes, as he felt the Grace beginning to transfer, from him to them.
Beneath their feet the ground rumbles and crack start to appear, red hot light beamed up around them, above them blue light shines down. They couldn't hear each other words over the deafening wind that was whipping around the three of them, it was hard to keep hold of each and keep their eyes open now.
Theo watched in horror and suddenly Marcus and Helena was sucked out of the doors and flung off sacred land.
Theo began to run after them, stumbling as her got use to his clumsy human legs. He found them unconscious on the ground and Michael perched on a wall looking down at them.
"Father is pleased with you Theo, what you did here today, how you didn't question and just believed he knew best." Michael smiled over at him. "I am so proud of you little one." Michael touched Theo's chest and it glowed under his touch.
"How?" Theo asked in surprised.
"Not all the Grace belonged to them, some of it was yours and so it remained." he patted him on the back. "You should find now that you can ascend."
Theo looked down at his unconscious parent. "I haven't told them yet, who I am."
"Ascend, little one I will watch over them. Go recharge your batteries and return to them when they need you again."
Theo nodded seeing that Michael was right.
He rose up and disappeared in a flash of blue light.
Michael had taken the two Demons back to their beach house, laying them on the stone floor waiting for them to wake. Their union had, had a number of knock on effects, Lucifer felt it as his percentage claim of hell began to slide.
Marcus' sons felt that their father was back in control of the North, but something wasn't quite right with it all.
Marcus woke first and has he did the earth rumbled, almost a purr of contentment, that a great wrong had been corrected and now the earth was returning to a equilibrium once more.
Marcus sat up rubbing his head and then he smiled as he felt that his power had returned to him. He clicked his fingers and grinned as he felt the expensive weave of a tailored suit. He then saw Micheal ,who joked. "Hello little brother, causing trouble again I see."
"I can't help it... it just seems to find me." Marcus looked around, seeing Helena still a sleep, but not seeing Theo. "Where's Theo?"
"Theo did good and has been rewarded. He for filled the destiny thrust upon him millennium ago, and has returned to heaven still as an angel to start living his own fate."
"So all has worked out OK then."
Michael pulled a face. "Depends what you mean by OK, Marcus."
Marcus stood up a bit concerned at Michael words. "That Grace in the ring doesn't belong down there." He points to the ground.
Marcus feared what Michael was trying to say to him, he pictures his bed chamber in Hell and clicked his fingers, he phased seeing his room, but found himself repelled back.
Marcus tried again and again, but couldn't get a foot hold down there, he just kept bouncing back to the beach house. Marcus flew at Michael pinning his brother against the wall.
"Who trick is it this time Morningstar or Fathers?"
Michael just shrugged. "It was all part of the plan, dear brother... 'two who are not welcome in Hell or Heaven, shall walk the earth for eternity.' That was what was written. Lucifer wanted to spoil fathers plan and make sure you two never united, because he feared the rest of the prophecy. 'The two will return an equality to the heaven of fire...' there is more to it, but only Lucifer and Father know it all."
"So you are telling me I can't return to my kingdom." Marcus said still holding Michael against the wall.
"Who has ever been successful in stopping you do anything, that your mind is set upon." Michael chuckled. "I am sure you will find away to twist the contract..." He then whispered. "Marcus dear Brother, have you noticed our feet are not on the ground. My wings are still sheathed" Marcus looked behind and then let go of Michael as he saw the two large black wings stuck out of his back.
"You are frigging joking me, I got wings..."