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[stupetballs]

Fine. I've got nightmares and they had me in isolation for 4 days.

What did they want with your blood?

[shownrespect]

I don't know. I am an angel. What only knows they wanted with it. I wasn't in my right mind to ask, or object.

Are you fine? Really?

[stupetballs]

I'm not great, but it's not anything I won't survive.

[She just might be drinking a little more than usual and looking kind of exhausted for the next few weeks.]

I think we should probably try to find out what Barbas wants with your blood though.

[shownrespect]

Is there something I could help with?

Should we be happy he took blood and not grace?

[stupetballs]

I don't know.

But ... angel blood can be pretty potent. And I worry about it getting into the wrong hands.

[She may not know much about being an angel, but she knows that much.]

[shownrespect]

I don't like that they have it. It is one more thing to be concerned for. I may be able to get answers. I plan to speak with Lucifer as soon as he is made available.

[stupetballs]

I wouldn't count on that happening anytime soon.

[shownrespect]

Until then, I'm not sure what I can do. Maybe find a demon. But, I'm also human, so I'm not sure I should rock the boat any more.

[stupetballs]

No, definitely keep yourself safe. I'll try poking around and seeing what I can find out.

[Gently, of course. Wynonna seems to be making demon friends, maybe she'll start there.]

[shownrespect]

It's not for anything good. Be careful, Waverly.

[stupetballs]

I will. You too. How much longer are you going to be human for?

[shownrespect]

It was set to two weeks and I think it's been four or five days. The boarding school temporally ... didn't add up.

[stupetballs]

Okay, so ... about another week and a half, give or take. Try and stay safe, okay?

[shownrespect]

I am. Dean would resurrect me if I died, just to yell at me for dying. I don't plan on having him have to do that.

[stupetballs]

Good, because honestly, same.

[Maybe not the resurrecting, but definitely the yelling.]

[shownrespect]

I'll add you to the list. Promise me you'll come to me or to Dean if you do need anything, Waverly.

[stupetballs]

I will. Don't worry about me. I'll be okay.

[shownrespect]

I do understand worry. We tell each other not to worry and then we tell each other we won't. And we always do.

So, I will not worry, Waverly.

[stupetballs]

[There's something so earnest about that, it makes her smile.]

Then I won't worry about you either.

[And hopefully he catches her meaning.]