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Ebony stumbled and caught herself against the table.  Lucifer walked around and took her arm, fingering the tattoo.  The mark became slightly silvery under the contact, as it always did. “Gabriel is your mate.  Is that not just wonderful?” he seethed.

Ebony refused to answer his question, flipping herself over and sliding to the ground. Lucifer still clutched her arm, his finger tracing the intricate pattern that materialized her arm those thousand years ago when she first met Gabriel.

“Tell me, is he good to you? Does he treat you well, give you the respect you deserve?”

“Yes.”

Lucifer released her arm and she pulled it back to her, rubbing her arm.  He turned around and walked a few steps away, before turning and looking over his shoulder. “Gabriel’s a little stuck up, he’s not all that attentive to his companions, regardless of gender.  Is he good in bed?”

“What?” Ebony asked.

“You heard me. I do not exactly see many redeemable traits in that asshole, so he must be amazing in bed. So, is he?” Lucifer asked. “I mean, you must have slept with him by now, it has only been a thousand years.”

“Yes, I have slept with him, sorry if that pisses you off!” Ebony snapped. “But I cannot be yours.  I am Gabriel’s and that will never change.”

“You did not know that could change?” Lucifer asked turning back to her fully.

“It can not change,” Ebony said.

He grabbed her arm again and ripped her to her feet. “Gabrielem coetu ebenum et hoc est falsum. Hebenus mea est vere coniuge. Redde.”

Pain erupted into Ebony’s entire being as Lucifer ripped and tore at her connection to Gabriel.  It felt like she was being pulled apart, piece by piece.  Every feather in her wings being pulled out one by one with they grabbed her wings and ripped them forcibly from her back.  Her chest heaved as she contorted, trying to rip her arm from Lucifer’s grasp.  The connection began to thin, stretching further and further.  Every inch brought a new level of pain, her vision faded, then she felt the bile rise in her throat and just barely managed to roll her head to the side in time to vomit.

The next inch, brought numbness to her legs and blood to her mouth.  It began to run down her chin as her entire body began to twitch.  She coughed lightly, trying to expel the blood from her mouth. No matter how much she got out, more filled her mouth.

The third inch drove all of the air out of her lungs and made her legs go numb. Sweat poured down her sides with every wheezing, coughing gasp. Lucifer’s grasp on her arms slipped, but only slightly. She could feel the tremors running through his arm, as he struggled to keep his grip.

The fourth inch made her entire body numb, Mercy’s scream of agony finding its way into her mind. She could feel the vampire writhing in agony.

This shouldn’t be happening! she wailed before falling silent.

Mercy! Ebony cried out. She’d never once thought she’d grow concerned for the horrid bitch but no one deserved to be in this much pain.  Not even the woman who possessed her and nearly killed her husband. Mercy, a limbo realm will protect you! Go!

I. I. I. k. k. k. ka. ka. can. can. can’t. m. m. m. ma. ma. move. Mercy stuttered.  Her pain driving a stake into Ebony’s mind.

Ebony felt a pair of arms wrap around her and a comforting voice begin to whisper in her ear. “I won’t let him take either of you.  I love you and no matter what happens, I will find you and bring you home.  He won’t claim you for his own. Te amo mea speciosa Ebbene.”

She cracked her eyes open to see no one knelt beside her or holding her, but she could still feel the arms and hear the mutterings in her ear. “Quoque te amo Gabriel.”

The pain began to recede and her vision slowly corrected itself.  Her body no longer held her upright and she collapsed onto her side. She heaved and spit the blood out of her mouth.  Once her vision corrected itself completely, she saw Lucifer on his back.  Blood running from his mouth, nose and ears.  He gasped for air and stared at the ceiling, barely moving. Ebony forced herself to her feet and hobbled away, leaving Lucifer laying there.

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