AN: Started this story to celebrate 9th birthday of Supernatural.

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"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."