"It's okay," George said, waving a hand and swallowing down bile. "It isn't your fault. It's Lucifer's fault." He took a deep breath and felt a bit more centered. "And I think it was more than just a small part. But you're right, Michael's a grown up angel, he'll ask for help if he needs it. I just wish there was something I could do."
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Date: 2013-04-05 08:09 pm (UTC)