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12                                          Comforting Stranger
  Nick sauntered across the room and leaned against the foot of the bed, a sarcastic smirk on his face. �What do you think I am, Peggy? Can�t you guess? I�m a demon. One of the fallen who resides with Satan.�
   �What...� Peggy staggered backwards and passed out on the bed.
   Mike lifted her and placed her in a comfortable position, then straightened up and stared at his companion. �That wasn�t necessary, Nick. You overwhelmed her. We�re here to help, remember?�
   �You might be, brother. But, I�m not.�
   Mike took a deep breath, then blew it out noisily. �I thought you understood the situation. And don�t call me brother. We are brothers no longer!�
   �I understand perfectly. You�re purpose is to soothe her, and mine is to antagonise her.� Nick raised an arrogant eyebrow.
   �No! You�re not meant to be here at all. You�re lucky I didn�t eject you from the car long before we arrived.�
   Nick�s sarcastic smile returned. �You know you couldn�t. That�s why I�m still here.�
   �Unfortunately.� Mike flashed him a look of annoyance.
   �Well, I guess you�ll just have to make the best of it, won�t you.� Nick turned sharply and left the room. 

   Mike came back from the bathroom along the hallway carrying a bottle of smelling salts. He moved across to the bed, opened the bottle and sat it on the nightstand. He lifted Peggy�s head slightly, then picked up the bottle and waved it under her nose. She gasped and tried to sit up.
   �Just lie back until you feel better, Peggy.� Mike removed his arm from under her head and laid her back against the pillow.
   �What...what happened?� she asked.
   �You fainted.�
   �I did?�
   Mike sat down on the edge of the bed. �Yes. Feeling okay?�
   �I guess.� She looked up at him, a sudden awareness showing on her face. �It�s true, isn�t it? You really are who you say you are.�
   �Yes, Peggy. I can�t lie.�
   �But why?�
   �You were in so much pain, and you were beginning to doubt your faith. I asked if I could come.� He reached out and touched her hand. The same warm, safe feeling permeated her entire body.
   �What about Nick. Why is he here?�
   �Satan will do everything he can to prevent people from returning to God. Nick is here as a hindrance to my task of guiding you back. But you�re strong, Peggy. It will be difficult for him to persuade you, and he knows that.�
   �Can you answer one question for me?� she asked, sliding up into a sitting position.
   �I�ll try.�
   �Will I ever see Rick again? I mean, if we don�t go to heaven, then where will we see our dead loved ones?�
   �One day you�ll see Rick, right here.�
   �How?�
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