HE WAS BACK. HERE. Cool hands cupped his face. Lucifer opened his eyes. Golden ones stared back at him. Kissera's face was etched with unconcealed worry.
“Luc, are you okay?” She took her hands from his face and stroked a wing. He shook his shoulders, disengaging her touch. She shouldn't be so familiar with him. It was time he re-established some rules around here.
For the first time he realized he was on his knees covered in dust. He stood and brushed off the worst of the dirt. He started to say he was fine, but there was no denying he'd had an episode. He swallowed hard and paced in front of Kissera trying to shake off the past.
“I've been better.”
“What happened?”
“I remember this place. It's somewhere I've been that I'd rather forget.”
She placed a reassuring hand on his should
