“What brings you here?? I ask, carefully trying to walk the fine line between strength and pissing her off. She’s much more powerful than I am right now.
“What a stupid question!” The angry voice hisses, echoing like lightning through the room. "Why do you think I came all this way?"
I sigh a little. “I know,” I say defeatedly, “Your arm. I’m sorry I haven’t brought it to you yet. Things… changed.”
“I’ve been patient long enough, Angel,” She growls. “Now you must face the consequences!”
I hold up my hand, trying to pause her fury long enough to explain what's happened to me. “That’s the thing, Lamia,” I say, trying to diffuse her anger, “I’m not an Angel anymore… not really. That’s why I haven’t been able to come back down to Hell with your arm.”
“WORTHLESS EXCUSES!” She roars, causin
