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WHO: George, Michael and Patrick probably eventually Raphael
WHAT: Fussing over George
WHEN: Early Monday morning? After this at any rate.
WHERE: Eventually in George and Patrick's apartment.
WARNINGS: Aftermath of torture



Patrick had been at Clio's, though he wasn't sleeping. He was exhausted in every way, but he started up at her dim ceiling and he hoped. And then his phone went off and Patrick yelped before jumping to answer it. It was a text from Michael. He had George. He was bringing him home.

After a quick goodbye (and several kisses) to Clio, Patrick ran out the door to his car without even putting his shoes on. He was home in record time and he even managed to beat Michael and George. He sort of moved all the clutter under the coffee table and made George's bed all ready for him.

He was not prepared for George's appearance. Michael kicked at the door and Patrick swung it open to find George more bloodied than he had ever seen him. At least, in so far as he remembered. Patrick swallowed roughly and then he went without being asked to microwave some soup and fetch some water.

Michael placed George in his bed and went to call his brother. He could heal George somewhat, but Raphael would do so far better than he. "Stay awake, George," Michael cautioned him before he stepped out of the room to leave a message for his brother.

Patrick rushed in with a glass of water. "Oh, Georgie." His lip wibbled, but he refused to cry yet. "Here, You need to drink. Do you need me to help you?"

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Raphael knocked politely on the front door because that's what people did. Even when jumping in for George, he liked to hold with conventions. What could he say, he was traditional. This whole thing with George and Lucifer and everything was ridiculous, but he had promised Wrath he wouldn't betray her for helping them. Doing this for George was some way of making up to her that the Lords of Darkness knew what she did. And Raph would never leave one of his saints suffering anyway.

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Michael went to open it, able to feel his brother on the other side. "It is good you came," he said to Raphael. "I did what I could but it wasn't much. Just enough to keep him from death. He's very hurt, Raphael." And Michael led Raphael on through to the bedroom George was slumbering in.

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Raphael nodded to Michael, letting out a small breath when he saw the state George was in. "These saints, all so self-sacrificing," he sighed, walking over to George and sitting gingerly on the edge of the mattress. He picked up George's hand and stroked the back of it, starting with reducing his pain. "George, it's Raphael, can you hear me?" he asked, not knowing if George was asleep or unconscious. He glanced at Patrick and reached out his free hand to touch his shoulder and wake him.

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George jerked awake, wide-eyed and confused. For a long moment he had no idea where he was or what was going on, and he very nearly took a swing at Raphael in his terror. When the realization that he was home and safe finally started filtering into his mind, he relaxed back against the sheets.

"Hi, Raphael," George said, his voice rough from sleep (and screaming, if he was being honest).

Sorry if y'all were waiting for me, I didn't realise!

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Patrick woke as well, not that he had been sleeping well. He had woken up every time George had moved so he could try to calm his brother down.

"Hey," he said, utterly relieved that Raphael was here. "Thank you so much for coming."

it was half that, half exam. all good! =)

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Raphael gave them that benevolent angel smile and gently patted the back of George's hand. "You're in a bit of a mess, aren't you? It's okay, you'll be alright in no time." He started working on repairing George's flesh. "What on earth possessed you to go running in like that?" he chided lightly, no real anger behind his words.

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"I wanted to save Wrath," George said, looking at his chest in fascination as the burns and knife wounds knit themselves together slowly, leaving behind the shiny pink color of newly-grown skin. "To keep her safe from Lucifer. But she had the same idea about me."

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Patrick watched as his brother healed before his eyes. He wanted to give Raphael a big kiss for what he was doing, but he didn't know if that would be appreciated. Instead, he sat awkwardly and tried to smile though it probably looked more like a grimace.

Michael poked his head into the room. "Alright?"

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Raphael glanced around at Michael and nodded. "Yes. Almost done." He could work instantaneously if he wanted, but he was in the habit of using his bedside manner and he liked to make sure it was happening properly. There was something satisfying about the process.

"George, you should know what Lucifer is like by now. Give him an inch and he'll take your head." Maybe angels were a little more ruthless than saints were when it came to these things.

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"He was gonna take someone's head," George said, shrugging (he could shrug now, that was very nice). "And I'd rather it was me than my girlfriend. Or my brother." George gave Patrick a Look.

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Patrick looked appropriately sheepish. "I did try to jump on the grenade there, as it were."

Michael's eyebrows went up at the mention of a girlfriend, but he wasn't cruel enough to ask George about it right now.

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"How very unlike you both," Raphael said dryly, raising an eyebrow at Patrick. "You never change, do you." He finished his work and stood up, shaking his head.

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George sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed experimentally. He didn't feel quite normal, an array of aches and pains still making themselves known, but he figured that was probably a side effect of being so injured that he almost died. He smiled up at Raphael.

"Hey, awesome. You should be a doctor," he teased.

Circe and I just loled so hard at George

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Patrick snorted and he breathed a relieved sigh at seeing George sit up. His brother was okay. He was going to be fine.

Now they just had to get Wrath back.