AN: Started this story to celebrate 9th birthday of Supernatural.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
"In the beginning was the Word." Joh. 1:1
It all begins from a word. A name.
"Michael."
He opens his eyes. A warm light surrounds him. He can feel the loving presence even before he can see the silhouette above him. He blinks a few times searching for a correct word.
"Father," he finally says.
A gentle hand caresses his feathers. "Son."
