A/N: So I wrote this about a year ago for a challenge and thought I would share it with you all while I'm working on my other fic called, "Good-bye". I will be updating that one soon so stay tuned! I may or may not make this into a three-shot with Lucifer and Raphael writing letters to Gabriel, but we'll see how it goes.
Warning: Set after Season 5 Episode 19! (This warning is meant for people who have just started this series so don't get angry)
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of its characters.
Dear Gabriel,
When you left heaven and our younger brothers and sisters, I felt like my heart had been ripped out of my chest. We had just lost Lucifer forever and then, you just left us. Why did you leave? Did I do something wrong? I was trying to make things work, trying to keep everything from falling apart, but I guess I just made everything worse.
I didn't want to fight Lucifer, he was our brother, but Father gave me no other choice than to fight him. Although, now I realize that I was a fool and should have tried harder to keep Lucifer out of Father's grasp and away from the Cage. I should have realized that being a good son who did everything Father told me to do, would tear us apart, but I didn't. I was a fool. I should have tried harder, and for that I am sorry.
I see all of my failures now and I am ashamed of myself. I know that I should have come to you when I realized that you allowed yourself to be seen after all that time, but I was to obsessed with being the good son and soldier that I thought Father would have wanted me to be.
When I felt you die, I felt my whole being scream in agony. My little brother, who I had helped raise, the one who loved to prank the fledglings and scare his older brothers with his antics, the one who made me and everyone else laugh, was dead. I decided then and there, that I would never again follow Father's orders. His orders ended up splitting our family apart and killing many of our siblings, including you.
I am so sorry little brother. I should have tried harder. I hope that from wherever you are now, you can find it in yourself to forgive an ignorant brother of his wrongdoings.
Good-bye little one,
Michael