Daniel realizes distantly that he's shaking. He's shaking, and Nick - Lucifer - has decided he's not wasting further breath over. Does Satan have breath? Daniel doesn't want to know the logistics of that.
He sinks to the ground, breathing heavily, pressed against the crumpled side of the car. It takes until Lucifer is little more than a darkened dot on the horizon for Daniel to remember his phone and grope for it. Dispatch. He needs to call dispatch.
And then Daniel wakes up, shivering, panting, the image of a body splayed against the floor seared into his mind. And also - a bag. There's a little fist-sized bag in his hand. This doesn't make any sense; why would he have a bag. It's not like he makes a habit of sleeping with bags in hand. And it's not even a normal kind of bag, it's a, a weird-smelling bag with - are those bones in it?
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He sinks to the ground, breathing heavily, pressed against the crumpled side of the car. It takes until Lucifer is little more than a darkened dot on the horizon for Daniel to remember his phone and grope for it. Dispatch. He needs to call dispatch.
And then Daniel wakes up, shivering, panting, the image of a body splayed against the floor seared into his mind. And also - a bag. There's a little fist-sized bag in his hand. This doesn't make any sense; why would he have a bag. It's not like he makes a habit of sleeping with bags in hand. And it's not even a normal kind of bag, it's a, a weird-smelling bag with - are those bones in it?
What.