Charlie cried all her tears and sat on the balcony overlooking hell while Vaggie left to pick up some dinner. She was sitting alone still trying to process the fact that she no longer had a family to return to. She prayed for some sort of sign to know she was doing the right thing.

Her thoughts were finally interrupted when Angel Dust walked outside with something in his arms.

"Hey there," Angel said in a surprisingly upbeat tone. "How're you doing? Would you like some company?"

Charlie nodded sadly as he turned around and showed her his pet pig.

"Look who it is," Angel said happily. "This is Fat Nuggets. She's my baby. You wanna hold her?"

Charlie wiped her tears and said, "Awww. I'd love to. She's so cute."

Angel dropped the pig into her lap and sat down next to her.

"Hey, Fat Nuggets," Charlie said with a lighter tone behind her voice as she petted the pig's little head. "You're adorable."

Fat Nuggets sniffed her face and then proceeded to lick her.

Charlie giggled and said, "Awww! You're so sweet."

"That means she likes you," Angel said lighting a cigarette and pulling out a flask from his coat pocket.

Eventually, Fat Nuggets ceased her kissing and rested on Charlie's lap like a cat.

Angel puffed on his cigarette, handed Charlie his flask, and said, "Would you like a drink?"

"I don't drink," Charlie said pushing his flask away. "But thanks."

"Suit yourself," Angel said taking a sip. "I thought I'd offer. It's a special mixture I invented for bad days. It's gotten me through many of 'em in life and in death, especially when I fought with my old man."

"You used to fight with your father?"

"Oh, God. Yes. I still do. He's a cruel son-of-a-bitch. I did his bidding my whole damn life, but when I died, I decided to live for myself. Now, he doesn't speak to me no more."

"That's terrible."

"Not really. I learned a long time ago that he only cared about me when he could use me. Once I learned that, I decided I didn't need 'im. Now, I'm much happier without him."

Charlie stared at the ground sadly for a moment before Angel smiled and said, "You will be, too."

Charlie looked back at Angel as he continued, "Take it from me, kid. If your dad can't love ya as you are, you're much better off without him. And believe me. You've got the guts to survive it. I know from experience it takes guts to stand up to your old man. You have my respect."

Charlie smiled, looked away, and said, "Thank you. That means a lot."

"No problem," Angel said standing up, putting his flask back into his coat, and opening the door leading back to the rest of the hotel as Fat Nuggets hopped off Charlie's lap to follow him. "And for the record, I'm sorry."

Angel headed back inside before Charlie could respond to the last bit.

Charlie could hardly hold in her excitement. Angel had done his first good deeds of his own volition.