Out father, who art in Hell
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He watched the pups, smiling as he remembered his innocent days with Jazper and Noah, with Sirius and Apollo. They had all been like brothers until those days with mom and Lucifer fighting, and mom being forced out of the house. They had been cooped up and then torn apart. It wasn't even then that things had been bad. After Willow, though...

She spoke, her voice sounding smaller, meeker. His hand reached for hers automatically, his eyes seeking hers. He flinched when she did, thinking of his near rape at Lucifer;'s hands, thinking of the maiming of his brother, of hearing what Lucifer had done to those women. And yet, he understood her need to talk about it.

If she let him take her hand, he'd squeeze it gently there. "If you want, we can take all the little ones to Auntie Rosie. She's a sweet woman, there's no one I'd trust more with the pups except my own mother. Then we can go back to my place and talk with no interruptions, and no little ears to over hear it."


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