A/N- The requester asked for a fic in which Lugh dies during the war and Ray returns to keep the promise that he made to his brother in their A support conversation. ""If... If I don't make it through this war, promise me you'll pick up the little ones at the Elimine Church." There are also two lines in this that I took directly from their supports (Both from Ray's side of their A support), so I hope that it's okay. I just thought that it better with the lines then without. I hope that you enjoy this. Any feedback is appreciated.

As Ray approached his destination, he could feel his mouth go dry. The druid hesitated for a moment before knocking as he found himself in standing in front of the church's large doors. This was harder then it should have been, but he had to do this. He'd promised.

Ray could feel tears build in his eyes as his brother's voice came to him, making him swear to go back for the orphans at the church should something happen to him, although he quickly bit them back. It... it wasn't supposed to be like this. His brother... why?

It was a question with no answer.

"Don't say that. We'll both survive." He could remember the words that he'd spoken to his brother in response to his request as though they had only spoken yesterday. "I won't let you die. You're my brother, my only brother."

The memory cut like a knife through him and Ray, who had truly believed that the walls that he'd set up around his heart would keep this kind of pain at bay, suddenly found that he couldn't breathe.

"Lugh... Oh, Lugh," Ray thought, squeezing his eyes shut. "I've come back for them. I won't forget my promise."

Ray finally managed to regain his control over himself after choking back a sob and knocked on the door. A cleric answered after another second and smiled at him.

"How may I help you, sir?"

"There were some children who were dropped off here during the war because the orphanage that they lived at had been destroyed," Ray told her before pausing awkwardly, unsure about how best to approach this situation.

"Yes, I know them well," the woman responded with a gentle smile. "What of them?"

"I came to help them," Ray told her, surprised at how steady his voice was especially considering how torn up he truly felt. But he needed to be steady if he was going to accomplish his task. He'd promised his brother that he would care for the little ones that had been left behind and they needed him now more then ever.

How will I ever explain to them what happened to Lugh?

He shoved that thought to the back of his mind as quickly as he could manage before he lost what composure he had. Ray knew that he'd just have to find a way, but now was not the time for this line of thought. He had to be strong for the little ones... and for Lugh.

"The children?" the cleric asked with surprise. "May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Ray. I don't know if you ever met him, but the boy who dropped them off here is my brother. I knew them at the orphanage." Ray paused to take a deep breath before continuing. "For now, may I just see them?"

"I see no problem with that," the cleric told him with a smile and a nod before she turned to lead him further into the church.

I've come back, Lugh. I'll take care of the little ones like you wanted. Just watch.