Lower Tadfield Safehouse

Raphael smiled gently. He knew exactly what a bunny would be to her, but he also trusted her and now, so did Fella. He held the shed feathers in his hands, turning them over. He had been so terrified he actually molted. What if Belial had gotten ahold of one? At full-power, Raphael could hold his own, though he wasn't stupid... He knew even at that a demon using his feather could be dangerous, even lethal. Now... with no powers and no presence, he was less than that of a Guardian Angel. Belial's anger could hurt him severely.

But Rose knew that, didn't she? Maybe not those specifics, but still... she...

"Thank you, Rose," he said, gratitude evident on his expression and his tone. "For this, for your friendship... For... for looking out for me..."

"Father's just teaching you..."

"Raphael, what happened to you?"

"We will force-feed you if necessary..."

"Nothing is goin' to hurt you... Promise..."

"Gabriel said it could be dangerous if someone got ahold of your feathers..."

"Try not to end up injured like that again, okay?"

There is blood and there is darkness... Rain soaking through to his skin as he teeters on the edge of discorporation... Caring hands hold him up... Carry him to safety...

He is safe here... He... has friends here...