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WHO: Patrick and George
WHAT: Lamenting things
WHEN: Monday
WHERE: Their apartment



The call came in the early afternoon from one of Joey's friends who felt sorry for Patrick. She informed Patrick that Joey had been released from hospital that morning but still didn't want to see him. Patrick hung up and felt the immense need to go lose himself in drink.

Instead of leaving the house though, Patrick chewed on his lip and then called for his brother. He was tired of disappointing George and he felt like ever since he had come to live with George had been a constant disappointment. He moved out into the living room and called again, "George?!" Joey hated him and Michael was dead and everything was fucked up. He just wanted his brother.

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George had been sitting in the chair near his window, brooding. He was perfectly aware that brooding just tended to make him angry and getting angry at Lucifer was a good recipe for doing something stupid, but it was like picking at a scab. He couldn't help himself.

Patrick calling for him gave him the motivation he needed to get out of his chair, though, and George headed into the living room.

"Everything okay?" George asked, reaching down to scratch Grey Cat's ears. (Kellan would always be Grey Cat, Fluffy Ball of Hate in George's mind.)

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Patrick frowned and he immediately went to hug his brother. He leaned up against him and groaned. "No! Michael's dead and Joey got out of the hospital and he still doesn't want to see me. And I want to go get drunk and fuck someone." Ever since being dumped, Patrick's mouth had gotten much dirtier and he had been less apologetic about it.

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George patted Patrick on the back soothingly. "Okay, well, I can't help you with those last two. And probably not the first two either, but...you just have to give it time, Patty. Michael will come back, and Joey needs to process things. And get slightly less traumatized."

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Patrick sniffed and he snuggled into his brother's shoulder. "I didn't want you to help me with the last things, I wanted you to make sure I don't. I know time-" Patrick leaned up and he frowned again. "How long will it take Michael to come back? We need him."

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"Oh good, because I wasn't going to let you do them, but saying it sounded rude," George said, resting his cheek on Patrick's head. At Patrick's question, he frowned a little.

It seemed like Michael should have been back by now. Granted, there wasn't an official timeframe for this kind of thing, but he was Michael. There wasn't a country on Earth that didn't have something named after him. A little less sure than he wanted to be, George said, "Soon. He's probably doing angel-y stuff."

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Being told George wouldn't let him go and slip again was reassuring and for a moment, Patrick was really pleased with himself for having the strength to go to George instead of sneaking out.

His pleasure was short-lived though. "I just don't understand," he said, moving to sit down. "Did you find out what Lucifer did to him?" Patrick didn't know if he wanted to know. He had had some altercations with Michael, but the angel had saved his life. He had lived with Michael for weeks. They had had heart to hearts and Patrick loved him. Knowing Lucifer had killed him...it hurt.

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George slumped down on the couch next to Patrick, letting his head fall back so stare at the ceiling. George had been a soldier for his entire life, and had been hero-worshipping Michael for just as long. Michael was the leader of God's armies, the protector of Heaven, the person who'd thrown Lucifer's rebellious ass down to Hell in the first place.

He should have been untouchable. The world was round, the sun was warm, Michael was the unstoppable force and the immovable object. Anything else was unsettling and wrong.

"No," George said after a moment, voice rough. "I thought about asking Lucifer, but I just would have ended up screaming at him. The last thing we need is him deciding to start coming after us while Michael's away."

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That thought made Patrick shiver. Without Michael were they sitting targets?

"Shit," he said at a whisper. "I miss him. I...didn't expect it. I never thought I'd have to."

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George offered a rueful smile. "You can tell him that when he gets back, he'll make his confused face at you."

The smile faded off his face, and he leaned against his brother. "I figure it had to be quick. Like an ambush or something. Because otherwise, Michael would have just flown out of there. So there was probably no pain."

George didn't know that for a fact, but believing it was a comfort.

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The thought that it might not have been quick was horrifying. And Patrick knew he shouldn't have, but his mouth opened and words poured out. "But what if he couldn't get away? Michael said he couldn't get into Lucifer's wards so what if...what if he was trapped somewhere inside the wards and he couldn't get out?! Fuck, fuck. What if-?" Patrick had to stop because he knew the things Lucifer had done to Joey, and he couldn't imagine the joy Lucifer would take if he had Michael in a similar position.

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"Shh, no, Michael's too smart to get caught like that," George said, as much to reassure himself as it was to reassure Patrick. "He knows Lucifer. They're brothers."

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Patrick swallowed roughly and he tried to even fathom wanting to kill any of his siblings. The very thought was disgusting to him. He leaned against his brother's shoulder. "I hope so. All I can think of is what that asshole did to my friend. I keep having nightmares about it. That I'm standing outside the door and I can't get through the wards so all I can do is watch him break my friend."

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George wrapped Patrick up in a hug, squeezing as tight as he dared. He wished he could just reach into Patrick's brain and banish the nightmares, but that wasn't a talent he was gifted with.

"I'm so sorry. God, I wish I could just kill him for you."

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Glad for the hug, Patrick let out a heavy sigh. "Don't kill anyone," he whispered. "I don't want to dream about him hurting you, okay? I already have nightmares about...pfft. Nevermind."

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"Hmm?" George said, turning a little so he could see Patrick's face. "What other nightmares are you having?"

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"Not all the time," he said, suddenly feeling a little bad about saying anything. "Just since you said Mary hurt you I keep dreaming about it. And if Lucifer ever laid a hand on you, I couldn't-" Patrick shook his head and then he buried it in George's shoulder, even though his brother was now at a weird angle for that.

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"It's not gonna happen," George said, squeezing Patrick. "I'm tough, okay, and I'm not gonna let him hurt me or you."