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  Oliver felt the imprint of his hand unbearably warm. Yes, he knew what that meant, however, was not able to understand why. Connor said he should keep away from the mission from now, however, what might have happened to him to change his mind? 

   A few minutes later, the front door closes. The devil had come. 

- Hurry up. 

- What happened? 

- She wants to see you. 

   Angel jumped up from the couch. That was a joke? Because if it was, he would pay dearly. Anyway, he would have to believe in the devil. 

- Are you sure? So far she has always despised me. 

- I also found it strange, but it seems that the situation requires their presence. Just try not to mess up my apartment. 

   He was still not believing, however, Connor seemed to be fully serious about the matter. Oliver prepared wings, but was prevented. 

- If you want to die, go ahead. 

- Why can not I fly? 

- You go to a home for demons. 

   He had forgotten that detail. However, any sacrifice was worth it for her. Connor realized that would not help convince him to use the car and went upstairs without saying anything more. The heated angel wings and took the road to the apartment. 

   Oliver landed silently on the balcony from the living room. There was no noise, however, he could feel a strange energy, but familiar at the same time. He went to the bedroom, where he saw Alice lying in bed, asleep. Immediately, the boy felt the almost paternal affection that was stored inside all this time. 

- My little girl ... I missed you. 

   He ajelhou beside the bed and kissed her forehead. 

- Oliver. 

   The boy smiled. Even without knowing the reason of it all, he was happy to see that she was okay. 

- What happened? Connor said you wanted me to come. 

   Alice hugged him tightly and began to sob. Oliver returned kindly, but he could not hide his concern. Stroked her black hair and let her cry how it took until she was better. 

- It hurts, Oliver. 

- What hurts, my love? 

- My whole body. I'm not feeling well. Please make it stop. 

- Shh ... You'll get better, I promise. 

   The girl fell asleep in his arms again. What was going on? 

   The mark of Connor began to burn. The time had come. But why she needed Oliver beside her?