Aziraphale's Guest Room: Wednesday AM [12-12-07]

[dark_innocence]

Lana wasn't sleeping, hadn't dared sleep since she'd had the nightmare. She was just curled up in bed, staring at the wall, a cup of tea long since gone cold on the bedside table beside her. If she got up right now she could make the first ferry and go

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[ditheringangel]

Now that Lana had been staying with him for several days, Aziraphale thought that it was time to see about getting her beyond the point where she felt the need to hide from the rest of the world.

So up the stairs he went, carrying a breakfast tray with tea and toast on it. He gave a little tap on the door, and quietly said her name so that Lana wouldn't be surprised by him, and then pushed the door slowly open.

"Miss Lang? You ought to eat a little something."

[dark_innocence]

Lana turned and looked at him a bit blankly as if she wasn't quite sure who he was for a moment. "Mr. Phale," she said quietly, making her sit up and pulling the covers up around her as if unwilling to leave her hiding spot. "Thank you."

But she made no movement towards the tray.

[ditheringangel]

That sort of body language wasn't very encouraging. Aziraphale frowned a little and set the tray on the nightstand, then waved a hand at the edge of Lana's bed to ask permission to sit down.

"My dear, I'm beginning to worry about you. You can't hide away here forever, and you shouldn't. Your friends are concerned for you."

[dark_innocence]

Lana tucked her knees up to give him space to sit down. "They wouldn't care about me if they knew what I'd done," she said dully.