[reverse darkest timeline au] all you want is refuge

[stilljustandrew]

He goes back to his own cell, after the exorcism. And lies down, after a while.

Nita's okay. She'll be okay. There's no reason for him to feel this shaky.

Except there is. Oh, there is.

He's trying not to think about it.

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[stilljustandrew]

"I'm not more important than you." He looks up. "And if, if it was going to -- I mean, I thought, I was afraid ... it might be trying to take you back."

[nita_callahan]

Nita's jaw actually drops.

"Wh-- you are not less important than me."

[stilljustandrew]

He takes an unsteady breath.

"Keeping you out of His hands," he says, low and strained, "is more important than me being comfortable. And maybe that's not what it was going to do, but it could have been, and I had to -- I had to try --"



Much smaller: "I thought I had to try."

[nita_callahan]

"I'm not talking about being uncomfortable, Andrew, I'm -- holy shit."

She sits back, presses her hands together, presses them between her knees.

"Sorry, I'm -- sorry."

Andrew's not the only one who's unsteady. She takes a deep breath.


"I get what you were trying to do."

[stilljustandrew]

His face is flushed; there's no use pretending it's from the heat of the tea.

"I'm sorry. I thought ... "

[nita_callahan]

"You don't have anything to apologize for," Nita says, a little fierce. "Fucking Lucifer does. You wanted to help. He's why both of us got hurt."

[stilljustandrew]

He nods, without looking up. Makes himself let go of the teacup; stirs the tea again.




"You know ... you know what he sent me here for, right? Originally?"

[nita_callahan]

"Yeah."

(This line of conversation doesn't seem likely to make her hands less shaky, so she keeps them below the table.)

"You told me. Looking for people with power."

[stilljustandrew]

"That's why I thought the, the demon might be ..."

His fingers tighten a little on the spoon; it makes a tiny clink against the side of the cup.

"Because I didn't bring any back."

[nita_callahan]

"Okay. But. It wasn't." She shakes her head. "It took me because I was there, not because it had a mission, like you. It just -- it just wanted to feel something. It didn't even know who I was, I was just a, a warm body. Finding out I could do wizardry was just a bonus."

[stilljustandrew]

"... Did it talk to you?" He looks up from his tea again.

[nita_callahan]

"Yeah."

Her jaw tightens; she swallows, sighs, and finally picks up her own tea, with both hands.

"Some of the time."

[stilljustandrew]

"It kept saying ... I mean, you know this. That you were okay with it being there."

His tea's cooled a little. He drinks some; the ginger is still warming.

[nita_callahan]

"Yeah, and it was lying. I mean, you all got that."

[stilljustandrew]

He nods swiftly. "No, yeah, obviously."

A beat.

"I just wondered if ... if it was trying to get you to agree. Or if it didn't care one way or the other."

[nita_callahan]

"I'm sure it would have preferred it if I had shut up and stopped fighting it," she says, a tad dry, "but no. It didn't try to convince me. It wasn't very good at that kind of thing."

[stilljustandrew]

"I knew you wouldn't have." Soft. "Stopped fighting it."

[nita_callahan]

Her breath catches for a second, but she breathes out, breathes out, is okay again.

"Thanks."