Constance
Once Raphael was done healing broken bones and sealing the open wounds, he set Gabriel up for a blood transfusion. Then, I helped the tired healer send Gabriel into a deep, healing sleep.
"Don't leave me," Gabriel had pleaded with me right before we had cast the spell. In Gabriel's eyes, I saw the broken little boy again and how afraid he was of sleep.
"I won't. I promise. I'll be right here when you wake up," I'd reassured him, running a soothing hand over his hair and resting a comforting hand on his chest.
I knew this was important. This promise, right here, had to be fulfilled. Otherwise, I might never regain his trust.
"How about we move him to the bed?" Obsidian suggested after Gabriel was out.
A little awkwardly, we maneuvered him to my room where we laid him down on
