It had been almost a year since you last saw Azrael. You didn't know why he left or where he went, but that didn't really matter in the end- he was the only light in your life, and without him...you were alone.

Tonight was just like all the others since he left- cold, lonely, and dim, your only sources of comfort being a suit jacket he'd left behind and the memories of your last meeting.

But tonight, as you wept in your sleep, the window slowly creaked open, a familiar figure stepping inside, shutting it behind him before laying beside you in your bed, his arms snaking around your waist as he nestled his face into the crook of your neck.

It was Azrael. He'd finally come back to you.