Title: Regret
Rating: PG
Length: Drabble (268 words)
Pairings: None
Era: Season 05 - specifically episode 5.19: "Hammer Of The Gods"
Summary: He was alone, now ... And he remembered.
Note: Written on a spur-of-the-moment inspiration, while waiting outside of class, the day after watching episode 5.19. Therefore, no promises are given for ultimate excellence here *grins*
He was alone, now. He didn't know if that was the way he had wanted it, to be honest, but there was little he could do to rectify the situation.
Not now, anyway.
Removing the so-called 'gods' from existence was nothing. It didn't affect him, didn't make him feel anything. (And a part of him now wondered if he was supposed to have felt anything at doing such a thing, at erasing the others from the face of the earth.)
Doing that was just something that needed to be done. They were there, they were petty and unnecessary, they didn't have to exist.
And so he corrected the problem.
He did what he had to do to wipe them from existence.
It was not a problem. Not a problem at all.
But then he showed up.
And it all changed.
The blade grew too heavy in his hand, and he tossed it away, glaring at the angelic weapon as if it was the cause, as if it was solely responsible for what he had done.
But he couldn't deny it.
He couldn't deny his actions – and he couldn't deny what he felt because of them.
He looked at the body on the ground, the wings scorched black into the hotel's floor. He looked, and he remembered how it had been … before everything had happened, before everything had been twisted and caused family to turn against family.
He remembered Gabriel as he was … and he wanted his little brother back.
Even if Gabriel had changed.
He remembered … and the regret was too much.
So he left.
-FINITE-