[CW: Internalized homophobia]

Gabriel's eyes met Elijah's and he was certain his heart had stopped. A shock went through his body. He couldn't move or pull his eyes away. It probably only lasted a few seconds but it felt like minutes. Elijah Crane had returned.

Gabriel had been reluctant to be reappointed in Whitby. But he had treated it as the ultimate test. He'd keep a tight reign on himself, do penance daily, and then maybe he would be able to pull this thorn from his flesh. And then he had learned that Crane had left town, and he had been equal parts relieved and disappointed, and neither emotion was one he ought to feel. Ultimately however, he had seen it as grace. Perhaps even a sign.

Whatever it was, it was not to last. The shame. Gabriel had confessed everything. Crane knew everything. How could he face him now?

The boys looked up at him confused, then at each other. Gabriel cast his eyes down again. What was he supposed to do next? He could barely remember where he was. He felt dizzy. His stomach was empty. The world spun.

Gabriel crashed down on the steps to the altar.