Re: Hope and Rory
That stopped her. Interrupted her thoughts. "Who? Who's coming?" Reaching out Hope grabbed his hand. Pulled him down with her. They couldn't have him. She wouldn't let the fog take him. Not with her right here.
Repiercing her palm with the tip of the angel blade she began painting more sigils all over him. Over his clothes, over his skin. If she could keep one person safe it was going to be Rory.