Clair had fled the Sanctuary when her beeper had rung. Code Blue--Gabriel had flatlines, presumably because of the psychic turmoil and not, she hoped, because Allen had decided to unplug him and melt his insides
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Dom slipped in, looking for Clair. He had two cups of something hot, likely one coffee and one tea, and he stopped next to her and nudged her shoulder gently.
"Tired, headachy, and confused. But at least all that yellow is gone. What was that?" It was obvious that she was a little worried that the web could have changed like that.
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"Thought you might need something."
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Dom rubbed his own head, the migraine finally beginning to recede.
"How are you?"
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