I am so mad right now! I had like almost a thousand words down and the dumb thing deleted it! Any way I really love supernatural but never got in to the fanfic's until now. Gabriel is still alive in this! Hope you like it!

Gabriel was many things. A trickster, yes. A coward, probably. An older brother, did you really have to ask that. He was always watching over his younger brothers. He watched as young Cas went to purgatory and returned. He watched as his older brothers waged war on each other, as the war tore apart the family and pitted brother against brother. He also watched as Crowley finally showed his true colors. He watched as the demon or as he liked to be called now The King of Hell kidnapped and tortured people. He wondered secretly how Lucy felt about Crowley's new title. But then Crowley crossed the line. He kidnapped an angel. He tortured said angel.

It was a Tuesday when he felt it. An angels weak grace touch his, asking for anyone anything to save them. He recognized the grace immediately. IT was grace that hadn't been felt for many a century, and he was sure he wasn't the only one who felt it either. Gabriel snarled and opened his wings. Crowley was going to pay dearly for what he had done.

It didn't take the archangel long to find the location of the call. He found himself outside an old factory. A meat packing business if his memory served him right. On the front of the building were markings. To the naked human eye would look like graffiti no doubt, but he saw them clearly for what they were. They were shielding seraphs. To keep out an angels or beings that might try to get in. But Gabriel was an archangel those things didn't work on him. Demons and other dark things saw him. No doubt Crowley knew he was here as well, but he didn't mind. He wanted it to be known. The demons came running at him but with a wave of his hand they all disappeared. He grabbed one by the throat and growled an uncharacteristic growl.

"Where is your master"

The demon shook its head and even had the nerve to try and spit in his face. Gabriel squeezed harder and put some power into it. The demon screamed and screamed.

"I'm not going to ask again"

The demon pointed at the door, "I-In T-There. F-First F-Floor."

Gabriel smirked and the demon hissed and screamed before disappearing completely. He walked calmly to the door and swung it open. His wings curled behind him. Down the hall he could hear the screaming. He could feel the grace touching his, pulling him towards the person it belonged to. He walked towards the door and saw one of the demons run into the room.

"Sir there's another angel here and he doesn't look happy."

He heard a growl and someone mumble something. That sickeningly familiar voice that made his heart ache at the pain in it.

"Shut up you brat! Then go get rid of it"

The demon ran out of the room and more screaming followed. The demon looked like he wanted to do as he was told but never got the chance. He was burned to a crisp where he stood.

"I am much more than an angel"

Gabriel marched down the rest of the hall and turned the corner. Crowley turned at the noise an angel knife in his hand. Blood caked the knife and his hand. He turned around fully.

"Ahh Gabriel nice of you to join us."

The small figure on the floor looked up weakly and locked eyes with him. There was a whisper of 'Brother?' and the head fell again. Gabriel's eyes snapped back to Crowley's darker ones.

"I'm here for my brother. Play dates over kiddies"

Gabriel ignored Crowley's flabbergasted look as he strode forward. He knelt by the little body and tapped the bands holding onto the smaller arms. AS the support fell away the person pitched forward but was caught soon enough. Gabriel hefted the teen body into his arms and sent a smoldering glare at the Demon. The knife disappeared and Crowley fell forwards with a thump. He strode out the door and down the hall. Looking don at the semi-conscious preteen he shook his head.

"Elijah Elijah Elijah. This is why you don't just wonder off like this. What are we going to do with you"

Elijah mumbled something but Gabriel hushed him and rocked his arms a little. He jumped into the sky and moments later landed on the roof of an old apartment walked down to one of his safe houses and sat the boy down on one of the beds. Snapping his fingers a wash basin and cloth appeared on the table next to him. He gently sat down on the bed and dabbed to warm cloth on the bloody head. Elijah's eyes snapped open and he stared up at his older brother.

"G-Gabriel?"

"I'm here Eli I'm here"

"Wha-"

"Save your strength little one and rest"

Elijah looked like he wanted to protest but the look he got from Gabriel silenced him. His older brother smiled and put the cloth down. Reaching a hand up and brushing away stray locks of blonde hair he gently messaged the young ones temple. He smiled at the way Eli's baby blue eyes fluttered and began to shut. AS he moved his hand away and made to stand up a smaller hand clasped on to his larger one. He turned and looked down at those baby blues again. It was the fear that made him freeze.

Normally Elijah was a very independent kid. Father had made him that way. But he always had that natural child like innocence. Hence being the angel of young children and innocence.

"What?"

"Promise you wont leave"

Gabriel almost wanted to say no. But looking into those big baby blue eyes stopped him. The kid had the puppy-dog eyes down. Heck he probably invented them himself. But none the less Gabriel nodded and scooted the kid over, climbing in with him. Elijah was practically snuggled into his chest. Gabriel wrapped an arm around him and pulled hims closer. He silently watched as Elijah stared in front of him.

"Close your eyes and rest young one"

Elijah did as he was told and his eyes fluttered shut. He was soon deep in a healing slumber. Gabriel snapped his fingers and the TV turned on. HE had the idea he wasn't moving anytime soon, and to be completely honest he didn't really want to. Elijah was that one angel who kept them all together. Who had to be loved and made it simply impossible for people to love him. He was that one person everybody would anything for even Lucifer. There was a flutter of wings and he wasn't the only one in the room anymore.

"Get lost Raph kids sleeping and don't you wake him up"

"That's not anyway to talk to your older brother. Wait a minute"

Raphael got closer and sat next to them on the bed. His hand gently repeating the path Gabriel's had just left.

"Is this little Elijah?"

Gabriel nodded, "Crowley has crossed the line with this one"

The two elder angels both agreed on something. And they weren't amused.

so yah let me know what you think! I hope its ok!