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WHO: Heine, Nill.
WHERE: Danny's house.
WHEN: In the very wee hours of the night after this post.
SUMMARY: No one revokes Heine's visitation rights gdi.
FORMAT: Quicklogs are the best logs amirite.

[ He didn't go back to the church. He didn't do anything except run until he was out of break and fuck, his hands were shaking and he hadn't meant to do that. The Dog was a smug, sated presence in the back of his head, and it wasn't that Heine regretted it, but he regretted doing it like that, so sloppy and public and fuck, fuck, fuck.

He scratched two fingers on the window, so softly he wasn't sure Nill would hear. The last thing he wanted was to see Danny and Luke. He was furious when he thought of what Danny had said, telling him that he wouldn't let Heine see Nill. It was better for everyone if he didn't see either of them.

He was still covered in Angelica's blood. It was making his skin crawl, and he tipped his head back towards the sky, wishing for rain, watching his breath puff white in the air. ]

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[Nill wasn't ready for him to go yet, but she knew he was right. She didn't want Luke or Danny to find him, and get angry. Her brow furrowed; she wanted to see him again. On his hand, she traced the word CHURCH, and tilted her head. He would be there, right?]

Yeah. Yeah, for a little while.

[ He squeezed her hand tightly before letting go, standing up, leaving his jacket on her. He hated this, but... ]

I'll see you soon.

[She stood with him, pulling the jacket tighter around her thin shoulders. Tears pricked at her eyes, and she couldn't stop them from starting to fall now. Nill stepped close to him and wrapped her arms around his waist for a brief, tight hug; she would find a way to see him, no matter what.]

Nill...

[ He never...exactly knew how to respond to physical contact, but it was different with Nill. He rubbed her back, fingers tangling in her hair, keeping her close for a few minutes before gently disentangling herself from her. ]

It'll be okay.

[She didn't want him to let go, but she knew he had to. It was getting closer to morning every second; Danny or Luke might wake up and catch them. Wiping her arm across her face, she nodded to him, trying not to cry anymore. Her birthday was coming up, and sixteen was supposed to be when girls grew up. She was pretty sure she had heard that somewhere, anyway. Nill took half a step back, blue eyes wide and alert, but sad. Her small mouth was a frown, and her hair was messy from where his hands had been. She knew he'd come back, he always did.]

[ He hesitates for a second, and then he's gone, running as fast as he can back towards the church. He doesn't look back. ]

[She watches him run until he's disappeared into the darkness. Then she stands for another minute, just in case, before climbing back inside the window. She tip-toes to the bathroom to rinse the blood away from her skin, then throws her nightgown and his coat into the laundry so she can wash both in the morning. She'll keep it safe for him. After putting on new pajamas, she crawls into bed and tries not to cry as she thinks about him running away.]