Eve didn't know if she passed out, but she was still surrounded by warmth and arms around her. Her honey eyes glowed by the fire, she let out a smile. Pushing herself away from the hold, she sat up with a sigh.
"Thank you," she looked at the man before her.
"You have gone through a lot Eve," the angel stated and did not add 'because you are destined.'
She looked around to find her father was not there. Aiming her questioning look at the angel, his shoulders dropped with a roll of his eyes.
"Your father said he was going to check on the prisoner," he sent her a knowing look.
"Samael," the female demon smirked, "I am sure checking means almost killing."
"Hm," Gabriel replied with the sound.
She looked at the fire and reached her hand to it, stroking the licks as if it was tangible.
"Little fire," she said softly, "I promised you I will grant you your wish… well here I am."
