signed_sabrina: (Alone.)
Sabrina Spellman ([personal profile] signed_sabrina) wrote2019-09-02 11:14 am
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Sabrina's not really sure what happened after she'd passed out, soaked in the blood of someone she loves and the creature that helped create her. She knows, of course, that she'd been take home and put to bed, practically forced to eat and drink when she'd wakened. She'd expect no less.

And she knows Nick is alive, that he's recovering.

What Sabrina doesn't know, what's making her steps feel leaden and heavy as she makes her way to his apartment, what's making her hesitate outside the door to his bedroom, is what he knows and remembers. How he might feel about having been Lucifer's unwilling host, and what he'd done-- what she'd done to keep him. She knows that her only chance had been to use the Lance when it was Nick who was present, instead of the devil, and she also knows that there had been no option for her to go to him as he lay wounded.

No, that chance is now, and Sabrina, looking pale and tired, hesitates in Nick's doorway. She knows he won't do anything but accept her; she's not sure if she feels like she deserves it.

"Nick?"

She steps closer anyway.

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