It had been nearly two weeks since the infection and quarantine at the hotel. Everyone was on edge- not knowing what to do with being isolated from the rest of Hell. Lucifer, much to Alastor’s annoyance, had came by before Alastor could put up his shield to completely quarantine the hotel to help both comfort Charlie and to help find a solution to the problem. You had been acting as both scientist and doctor at the hotel due to your knowledge- wanting to help find the solution and make a cure. During your research you had practically worn yourself down with the lack of sleep and food- worrying Alastor. Because of this he made sure you got sleep when he decided you needed it and made sure you ate. And while he acted as the one in charge due to Charlie’s mental absence he also made sure to aid you in your research.

You were in your makeshift lab in the basement of the hotel, focusing your attention on samples of both Vaggie and Nifty’s blood to determine… whatever it was you were trying to determine… it was clear from your notes that you were at the peak of exhaustion, probably from you only sleeping for ten minutes when you promised Alastor you’d at least get an hour or two of it… but it didn’t matter… you had to find out what was wrong…

As you were hunched over the table Alastor’s shadow shifted behind you on the ground and he emerged from it, now standing right behind you.

“Darling. You need to rest.”