Varia went about her day as normal but her memories were unlocking bit by bit. Soon she was to learn why and how she became trapped in a mortal body. The only necklace she wore now was a locket with a picture of her dead parents within. She played with it as she thought about azazel crushing lucifer's pendant he gave to her as a symbol of his protection. 

She did not need a trinket to know he still cared. But still she sat on her new apartment balcony watching the sunset alone. That was her life now. A DIA agent could not be close to anyone, they would be used against them. She sighed gently as she just stared at her food. She couldn't eat, she couldn't sleep.

"Argh" she growled and stood up "Just move on. Azazel was right. He'll never love me back." She told herself just as azazel said.