" What did you think about?" I wish I could tell him that I thought about him, but I lied to him once and I won't do it again. And besides, I wasn't thinking about Xander either. " I thought about angels," I say." Angels?" " You know. The ones in the old stories. How they can fly to heaven." " Do you think anyone believes in them anymore?" He asks." I don't know. No. Do you?" " I believe in you," he says, his voice hushed and almost reverent. " That's more faith than I ever thought I'd have. "