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[ Father and daughter stand there in the silence, Lucifer's fingers clasped around the doorknob, only the faint echo of music drifting to die in the pregnant pause.

There is the instant reaction to seeing the crimson smeared across his daughter's face is concern edged in panic, the need to reach up and heal any hurt she has, followed by the darker sensation of anger and protectiveness that comes with his existence as well as being a father - WHO HURT HER? - but both of those pale to the flood of guilt that courses through him in the wake of her tears.

The idea of him being the one to hurt Charlie hurts more than anything. ]


...Charlie... [ His hand finally reaches up to touch her face, as gentle as if she is still the newborn in his arms. ] I... I'm sorry... [ The words come, and they do come truthfully, but they can't explain any of it. All the pain inside that comes from long before Charlie had even been a dream, a family and a past she only knew the story of but not the truth. Not... all of it. ]
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