Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Biblical about this fiction. As far as I know, the plot is original and of my own design. This is the only disclaimer I will bother with for the entire fiction and it will apply to all chapters. Thanks! I also do not own the song "A Twist In My Story" by Secondhand Serenade that inspired only the title and summary of this fiction.

Summary: "My world just flipped, turned upside down, and turned around. Say what's that sound? It's my heartbeat. This couldn't be better. My heartbeat, is stronger than ever. I'm feeling so alive. I'm feeling so alive…" –Secondhand Serenade

-Prologue-

It is the year 2012 and the world has literally gone to Hell. There are very few places of peace and solitude left as the forces of Hell have turned their sights from the destroyed Earth and up toward Heaven. In one of those few places of peace and beauty, there is silence. And then the air is filled with the sound of faint rustling and two figures appear within that clearing.

"Are you sure this plan is the right thing to do?"

The taller of the two figures had rushed to the smaller's side, wrapping a supporting arm around the listing body. After a moment to recover, they share the task of offering support and comfort equally.

"Of course it's the right thing to do." The smaller one sighs. "I wish it wasn't, but we've tried letting history run the way it was supposed to and look what happened!"

An arm gestures around to where, beyond the few living plants that surround the clearing, there is still a dead land around their small oasis. It saddens them both that these few and widely spaced oases are all that remain of the once beautiful side of Earth.

"Yes… You're right. We can't let this happen." But the distant look in the taller's eyes make it clear that they are seeing something else. "How will we find…"

"I've got it planned. I've been thinking about this since he fell…" The smaller's breath hitches at those words and it takes a visible shake to go on. "Trust me, please?"

"It still seems so risky though."

The shorter of the two reaches up to draw fingers through the other's hair. "It is risky. But it will be worth it. We'll save the Earth this way… Its worth it." Then a pointed look is given before a line is drawn, one that the shorter knows the taller will not refuse. "Isn't he worth it to you?"

The taller gives a betrayed look. "You know he is…"

A grim nod of the smaller's head is given. "Very well. Let us leave then. We have much to do… And now we'll have plenty of time."

Clasping their hands together tightly the pair vanishes with only a brief rustling sound and then the clearing is silent once more.

-Chapter 1-

It is now 1978 and, standing atop the roof of a very specific house in Aurora, Illinois, two figures are huddled together. The shorter one is holding a delicate seeming exquisite crystal vial while the other is… Procrastinating.

"I'm scared." The taller one finally whispers.

"I know. I am too. But we have to."

"She said it hurts…"

"It will. That doesn't change the necessity."

"Can't we…"

"We should hurry before we're discovered." The reprimand from the shorter is urgent, but still manages to convey sympathy. "Try to remember… I won't be far behind you."

Giving one last terrified look, the taller nods before reaching into their own body and… pulling out a glowing white orb-like object that fills the sky around them with light. Their face is a mask of pain even as they refuse to vocalize that pain. Finally, with a green tint to their face, the taller moves the glowing substance toward the vial and slowly trickles it into the container.

As the last of the substance loses contact, they share one more look. The taller chokes on a whisper.

"Goodbye, Gabriel…"

The instant the substance no longer touches the being in any way, the body convulses and bursts into a blazing ball of light that drops like a stone. It falls straight down from the roof they are upon, passing through the material of the house they are in as if it didn't exist, and strikes the body of a sleeping woman where it absorbs into her body and vanishes.

With a soft rustle, Gabriel is no longer standing on the roof and is standing beside the bed upon which the woman sleeps beside her husband. He stares unblinking even as he automatically seals away the glowing vial and hides it within his wings, turning himself invisible.

For two months Gabriel follows the woman, hovering over her as necessary to maintain his vigil. Once he is certain in all ways possible that it worked, the human signs of morning sickness showing for the first time, he appears in the woman's dream in all of his glory.

"Be not afraid…" The words are so familiar, though he hasn't spoken such in centuries. "For I bring you tidings of joy!"

The woman, Janet, gasps. She turns from her dream of playing in the surf of Hawaii's beaches toward the angelic figure hovering above the water where it touches the shore. Her eyes fill with tears at the creature's beauty.

"Joy?" Her voice is confused, though she does not question what the creature is, her heart knows…

Gabriel nods, smiling beatifically at Janet. "I know your pain… Through no human fault your first labor caused complications that prevented what your heart desires… So I have brought you news of a gift. You will be blessed with another son. A very special son."

Janet gasps, wrapping her arms instinctively around her middle as tears came to her eyes. "A son?"

Moving closer, Gabriel wraps his arms around the woman to share in her joy. "He will need guidance, but you must not stifle him. Let him become who he wants to be and ignore the more human aspects of your religion for God is love…"

Nodding, Janet tries not to wipe her tears all over the angel's glimmering white robe, but he does not seem to mind. "Thank you… So much."

"You must remember… This is his…" Gabriel presses a glowing vial into the woman's hands, curling her fingers tightly around it. "You will know when he is ready to have it." He kisses her brow. "His name is Castiel…"

With a gasp, Janet awoke from her slumber and sat straight up in bed. Her first instinct is to press a hand to her abdomen, but it wasn't until she lay her palm against her that she felt it. Pulling her hand away from her body, she stares with incomprehension at the object within her hand. After some time of staring at the object that glows with a blue-white light, a smile grows until she feels her face will split. She hugs the object to her heart before standing and finding a safe location to hide the item until it is needed.

Watching her silently, Gabriel waits until the vial is hidden away before moving and tracing Enochian runes around the hiding spot, symbols that will only allow Janet or Castiel to touch the contents. Once he is certain it is safe, he vanishes from the house.

On the other side of Aurora, Gabriel appears on another rooftop. Waiting there for him is a massive stallion, one so large it would make a Clydesdale appear to be a pony.

"Thanks… You know what this means to me…" He brushes his hand over the massive equine's nose. He tilts his head as if listening and then nods. "Yes, you are my favorite… You know how special you are to me."

As he speaks, Gabriel fastens a strong, silver-colored chain around the equine's neck, a strong crystal vial hanging from it like a pendant. "Remember to wait until I graduate from high school to bring this back to me." He kisses the equine's brow. "I don't trust anyone else to keep it safe."

Then, with a pained scream, Gabriel rips the light out of himself before he can change his mind or delay any longer. Sliding the Grace into the vial around the equine's neck, he has just enough time to seal the vial before one last whisper comes from him as he peers into the large glowing violet eyes of the equine. "Son…"

And then his body shatters, his being coalescing into a ball of light that dives into the house at the equine's feet. Curious, the creature dives after it, never touching anything as he watches a sleeping woman's body absorb the light of his mother. Stepping her to sleeping form, the equine speaks very human words into her ear and her mind.

"His name is Gabriel."

Then, turning on his hooves, the equine uses eight powerful legs to vanish from the house and city, heading into hiding until the time he once more finds his mother…

Seven months later…

In a hospital room in Aurora, Illinois on February 14th, 1979, a very tired Janet brushes her fingertips against the thick dark hair on her newborn son's head. She beams at the infant, looking up to give a bright teary smile as her husband brings her older son into the room…

"Come here… I want you to meet your baby brother."

Peering shyly at the infant, the little boy turns bright blue eyes to his mother. "What's his name?"

"His name is Castiel." As she has since first announcing the name, Janet gets choked up.

Smiling brightly at the baby, the boy reaches out to gently take the infant's hand. "Hi Cas… I'm Jimmy… Don't worry. I'll take care of you."

Less than two months later, April 1st, Susan Watson is in a delivery room, two weeks before her due date. She isn't worried, the doctor told her that the baby was developed enough to be fine… And she can't help but believe him when she's holding the tiny infant in her arms while he peers at her with bright eyes that are nearly gold in color.

"My baby… My Gabriel…"

On the other side of the room, invisible and insubstantial, a massive equine with a glowing pendant around his neck, watches with fond curiosity as Bill Watson enters the room, bringing his wife a glass of water.

For now… Things are going as planned.

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