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One last message, need to deliver one last message for Dad…
Help her, help Kali, she'll die, his brother-
-is standing before him, so close that they practically share a breath, one hand against the side of his head...
supporting him, and he's about to fall over he's so tired and he hurts all over and his brother is supporting him and keeping him on his feet and telling him that it'll get easier as he travels to Earth more and learns more about the-
humans like the two numbskull Winchesters he's just saved, they'd better get Kali to safety or he'll kill them
like his brother's killing him, there's a burning pain in his grace and it hurts so badly and every ragged breath is forced out with a small choked noise and every breath shifts the blade in his stomach, his very own blade-
that hung from his belt as he stood beside Michael, watching the demons as they begin their surge forward and Heaven/s legions are ready for them. And Michael turns to him and tells him to join his regiment and be ready to lead them into battle and Michael's voice is stern but quiet, commanding him...</b>
"Amateur hocus pocus-"
Dad told him to deliver a message to humanity but he can't remember what it was, and he's hovering and trying to recall what Dad had said because he can't let Him down...
His hands are slick with blood but he's keeping his grip on his brother's wrist and looking into the borrowed eyes in his decomposing face, please Lucifer stop, it hurts, it hurts so bad, please stop-
and Lucifer stops shaking him, releases him and kneels in front of him and wipes away the tears that are sliding down both of their faces and he tells him 'I'm sorry, I have to go, Michael will send me away soon...but it will be alright...'</b>
"-you learned all your tricks from me-"
and suddenly he remembers, Gabriel remembers Dad's message and it's simple and elegant and consists of a single word and it's
salvation
-and there's a twist in his stomach and bright lights and then
the pain
just
stops
Help her, help Kali, she'll die, his brother-
-is standing before him, so close that they practically share a breath, one hand against the side of his head...
supporting him, and he's about to fall over he's so tired and he hurts all over and his brother is supporting him and keeping him on his feet and telling him that it'll get easier as he travels to Earth more and learns more about the-
humans like the two numbskull Winchesters he's just saved, they'd better get Kali to safety or he'll kill them
like his brother's killing him, there's a burning pain in his grace and it hurts so badly and every ragged breath is forced out with a small choked noise and every breath shifts the blade in his stomach, his very own blade-
that hung from his belt as he stood beside Michael, watching the demons as they begin their surge forward and Heaven/s legions are ready for them. And Michael turns to him and tells him to join his regiment and be ready to lead them into battle and Michael's voice is stern but quiet, commanding him...</b>
"Amateur hocus pocus-"
Dad told him to deliver a message to humanity but he can't remember what it was, and he's hovering and trying to recall what Dad had said because he can't let Him down...
His hands are slick with blood but he's keeping his grip on his brother's wrist and looking into the borrowed eyes in his decomposing face, please Lucifer stop, it hurts, it hurts so bad, please stop-
and Lucifer stops shaking him, releases him and kneels in front of him and wipes away the tears that are sliding down both of their faces and he tells him 'I'm sorry, I have to go, Michael will send me away soon...but it will be alright...'</b>
"-you learned all your tricks from me-"
and suddenly he remembers, Gabriel remembers Dad's message and it's simple and elegant and consists of a single word and it's
salvation
-and there's a twist in his stomach and bright lights and then
the pain
just
stops
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Angels
Jump.
Jump.
Jump.
He threw the phone behind him, stood a little higher, saying to the angels, "Look. I am about to fall." He hated when people made that mistake- he wasn't going to fall, he was going to- no, he was- jumping.
Spreading his wings for the last time, he leaned towards the ground below.
And fell forward from the sky.
John, from the ground, stood helpless. His angel, he jumped.
And his glorious wings shattered, into the dust.
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Pet Names
It started out simply enough.
They were at St Bart's examining some soil samples for a case.
Sherlock was determined that they didn't belong in the house, where they were found and they were somehow linked to the killer. But they didn't match the samples that came from his footprints in another part of the house.
So they'd been here for about half an hour with Sherlock bent over the microscope muttering to himself. John had stopped trying to make sense of what he was saying after the first ten minutes and was now simply hovering over his shoulder, watching and waiting for his inevitable breakthrough.
Having heard they were working ther
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Sherlock
I was calling your name.
My whole existence revolved around that one name, that name that always appeared to be readied inside my throat, ready to escape my lips at any moment.
Whether questioningly, or with exasperation, admiration or with frustration; your name was the one that was always there.
It was your name that I heard the most.
People talk about you a lot.
It's your other names that I hear as well.
Freak.
Creep.
Simply, Him.
It was the tones with which they say it, the slight hesitations or intonation of their voices as they say your syllables. It brings with it their feelings towards you.
But now I am screaming your name w
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This is my idea of what was going through Gabriel's head as Lucifer killed him. Another 3 AM brainchild. -le shrug-
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