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Who: Lucifer, Michael, and Victor Brannigan
What: Little brother is bored so he creeps
When: Thursday
Where: Michael's Police Station
Warnings: Lucifer

After the debacle that was Valentines Lucifer had gone quiet. He very much wanted to scorch every Greek out there, but that would mean admitting Satan was right, and he didn't feel like being gloated over. The fact he'd do the same, was ignored. Instead he'd made his way into the police station his brother worked and when he found his desk had sat behind it.

Mostly, because he could. And he felt like snooping. Michael was probably the single most boring Angel in their Father's entire army, but he had good taste in sweets. And considering Lucifer took it upon himself to keep Michael employed by committing various murders (and various other offenses that never got pinned on him as Hell owned quite a lot of judges and cops) he felt he had a right to take Michael's stash of sweets.

Plus, it had the lovely benefit of annoying Michael. He'd found his way to a box of sweets he was happily devouring and into Michael's computer system (it paid to own a fair few computer geeks who had taught him how to break into most things. Plus Michael's passwords were horrifyingly simple to guess), and was going through a few things. Michael didn't even own a facebook profile he could toy with so he just switched every site he could find to the most gratuitous and shocking porn sites he could find.

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He hung his head but he nodded. "At his funeral I heard the men he worked with talking about how they could hear him screaming. I've never been able to forget that." Which could have gone without saying, considering she knew how his memory was. "I don't want that to happen to me."

"It won't." She couldn't be sure of that of course but she would do what she could. It wasn't very much, she knew that. She continued to run her fingers through his hair, trying to do her best to calm him down.

After a while she drew back, "do you want me to stay?"

He didn't even answer, he just nodded. He didn't want to be alone. If he was being honest, he didn't want to leave his nice and protected home ever again, but he knew that wasn't going to be an option.

"I hate this," he finally whispered.

"I know. I hate it too," part of her hoped that didn't include her as well. She released him then so she could remove her coat. "Do you want to sit somewhere a bit more comfortable?"

Victor glanced around and realised they were still on the floor. "I hadn't even noticed. I think my ass is numb," he admitted. He stood, wincing at the pins and needles in his legs. "Scratch that, I know it's numb."

She couldn't help but smile at that. She led him to the couch so he could sit down. "Here, that might be more comfortable. Do you want something to drink?"

"I think I'll vomit if I do," he said honestly. "But if you need something, you should have it." He leaned back with his head against the sofa pillows. "I can't believe I live in a world where Lucifer knows my name. And I thought being taken hostage by humans was bad."

She shook her head and sat next to him to run her fingers through his hair again. She hoped it helped. "I'm okay. I'm just trying to look after you." She set her other hand over his. "Maybe he said it to scare you? Maybe Michael can kind of move him away from it all? I don't know. I'm trying."

"You're doing very well," he assured her. "I'm just a bit blind-sided. We were just talking about this and I thought it wouldn't be an issue. How wrong I was." He breathed out and then muttered, "I'm exhausted. Are you tired?" It wasn't even evening yet.

"It always kind of happens like that so I don't blame you." She offered a shrug, "I could lay down with you." She wasn't really tired but she wouldn't let him be alone either. She was pretty sure he would have nightmares.

"It's alright, I don't need to sleep. I'm just feeling weary." He went to lean his head against her shoulder. "I love you. Kat, I want you to know I don't consider you part of- How do I put it? I hate knowing this stuff and being afraid all the time, but you're not part of that. You're worth everything to me and more."

"I understand. Get as comfortable as you need to." She smiled to his reassurance, glad hevhad mentioned it. "Same goes for me. I'd never change you. We'll figure the rest out."

"We will," he said, wishing he could sound more sure. The one thing he was sure of was Kat. With her, he felt safe.