This was a request from Crazed666. She wondered exactly what Razael had to do to get the feathers and Grace from the other three archangels so here it is!
It was only after he was almost to his vessel that Razael realized that he had not said anything to the others in his haste to try to save Gabriel. Dean would probably worry about him because he had left so suddenly. He made it his vessel and rushed in, jumping out of the bed that it was in. He left the room and went down the hall, nodding to the angel behind the desk, she made a note on her clip board and he lifted his wings and took off. He knew what he had to do. Being the protector of the Angelis Lexicon had given him a vast knowledge of archangels and despite his insanity he remembered every single thing written in that book.
He pumped his wings harder trying to see through the energies the were converged around the gates of heaven. As he burst through the gates he scattered several angels, who had been drawn by his power and soon there were several of them following him. He paid them no mind and he pulled a crystal from his belt and headed for the strongest energy that he could see. Raphael.
He landed hard, coming to a stop a few feet from the archangel. He could see the change in dark skinned angel's Grace as he realized exactly who was now standing in front of him, the pale blue taking over. The angels that had been following him landed around him in a semi-circle to protect Raphael. Razael summoned his angel blade, a grin spreading across his features at the gasps his blade drew as they easily recognized it as a blade forged by Michael himself.
"Is...Is that really you?" Raphael asked softly, pushing past the angels guarding him.
"It's been a long time Raphael. However I am not here for pleasantries. There are things we must discuss and my time to do so is very limited." Razael said holding out his crystal.
Raphael stared at the crystal for a moment before nodding. "Leave us."
"But sir this angel is-"
"I said leave us!"
There was a flutter and they were suddenly alone. Razael couldn't help but smirk at the frustrated emerald green and curious dark orange that he could see rolling off the archangel in waves. Two chairs were summoned and Razael took a seat as did his uncle. He replaced his blade and took a moment to just enjoy being near the older angel. It was his first time being near him since he had been sealed away.
"I have so many questions Razael." Raphael admitted.
"I have your answers but I must be brief." Razael said. "There is a life at stake here."
"How are you free? Gabriel sealed you away. I was there when he did it." Raphael said.
Razael raised an eyebrow at the question, pleased when he could see the dark blue ripple of realization turn to bright blue shock.
"Gabriel. Razael...Is Gabriel...Is my baby brother alive?"
"Yes. Gabriel is alive."
There was a sob a burst of sky blue relief from the archangel. "After all this time...I thought he was dead. We all thought he was dead. We saw his body."
"He ran. He couldn't take everything that happened. It was the choice he was driven to make. But Gabriel did die. He made his choice and sided with the Winchester brothers. He stood up to Lucifer and the Morningstar killed him. He was brought back by Lucifer as well. I don't know everything that happened between the two but I know that Gabriel was held against his will by Lucifer." Razael said.
"I can take a guess at what happened. Lucifer always held an unhealthy obsession with Gabriel ever since our Father named him His messenger. It just widened the rift between Lucifer and the rest of us." Raphael said softly,bitter lime green appearing. "So why would he need to free you?"
"Because he bonded with his soul mate. Sam Winchester. Gabriel used his Grace to protect Sam's soul when he was sent to hell. It took us a year to get it back."
Raphael frowned, his energy showing both gray confusion and forest green worry. "To get what back? Sam's soul or Gabriel's Grace?"
"Both. However Gabriel is now injured or he will be because he refuses to allow Sam's soul to experience the pain it will feel when placed back within his body. Gabriel will not be able to stand the pain of a human soul and his mind will shut down." The insane angel stated. "This is where you come in. I have three months to get what I need to save him. Anything past three months and then only God will be able to heal him."
Raphael stood. "Anything you need. Just ask. I won't lose my baby brother again."
"A pin feather and a small piece of Grace willingly given."
Raphael nodded. He summoned his wings and pulled out long bronze pin feather. He summoned a piece of black velvet and placed the feather into it. Summoning a small vial he was going to make a small cut on his palm with his own blade when Razael offered him the use of him. Smiling Raphael nicked his palm and allowed his Grace to flow into it before sealing it off. He placed the vial with his feather and passed them both to the smaller angel.
"Here. You have mine. I know Michael will be willing to part with his but I doubt Lucifer will." The archangel said. "What will you do if he says no?"
Razael took the bundle and carefully tucked it away. "Lucifer would do anything for Gabriel. He won't say no."
"I hope for Gabriel's sake that you are right. Father's speed to you Razael." Raphael said stepping back as the insane angel spread is wings and took flight, and was soon out of sight. "Father if you are listening please help Razael save Gabriel. I don't know if either Michael or myself could stand losing our baby brother again."
Razael had made it into the lowest section of hell in record time. It was easy to do when you were able to see where the energies were the weakest, it also didn't hurt that his mother was the fastest angel ever. He landed next to the Cage and took in several deep breaths not realized that he had stunned the occupants into stillness. He looked up and saw the bright blue shock rippling from Michael and Lucifer's matched it with the addition of a forest green worried color and a tinge of dark yellow regret. Michael walked over to the edge of the Cage.
"Razael? What are you doing here? How did you get free?" Michael asked. "Gabriel sealed you away. You shouldn't-"
Michael stopped short, dark blue flooding him. Lucifer had barely changed, with more yellow seeping in.
"Gabriel. He's alive." Dark blue turned to bright joyous yellow.
"Not for much longer. His consciousness has shut down. I can save him but I need your help. Yours and Father's." Razael said softly.
Micheal nodded, steel gray determination flooding him. "You don't have to ask. Name it."
"A pin feather and Grace willingly given."
To his surprise, the first feather he was handed was not Michael's, but one of Lucifer's long white feathers, followed closely but a vial of Grace. Michael glared, dark red spreading, as he did the same. Razael took both and tucked them in with what he had already received from Raphael. Lucifer reached out and tried to grab his arm but the eldest angel stopped him.
"Don't try it brother." Michael warned.
Fiery red hate exploded. "He's my son. I think I have the right to touch him."
"Not anymore you don't."
"I don't want you touching me. Not after what you did to me and certainly not after you killed, resurrected and repeatedly raped my mother!" Razael snapped, his tempter flaring as his crystal was beginning to wear out and he didn't have much time.
He saw the bright blue explode followed by blood red fury from his uncle and blinding white fear fill his father. He heard Michael's growl and the brilliance of his Grace exploded outwards as his uncle proceeded to put his wayward younger brother in his place.
Knowing he was running out of time he grabbed a small rock and quickly wrote out in Enochian the instructions that they would need to save Gabriel. He placed it in the velvet bundle and retied it, knowing that this was all he could do. His crystal was shattering and he could feel the insanity gripping him once more; he wouldn't be able to help them since this was his last crystal. Placing the bundle back in his shirt he took off heading for the safe house. He was almost out of hell when he was stopped by a small group of demons with the King of Hell at their head.
Razael landed and pulled out his blade. "I have no time to deal with you. I have to complete my mission."
"Not so fast mate." Crowley said. "I don't know who you think you are but you can't just come waltzing into hell and expect to just walk back out. That's not how this works."
Razael flared his wings. "I don't intent to walk. I intend to fly. I must get back to the Winchesters. They need my help."
That got the Hell Kings attention. "The squirrel and moose huh? Well in that case I don't think you'll be going anywhere. I need those boys under my control."
Razael took a deep breath and pulled his power in close. His crystal was breaking. Once it broke his power would no longer be contained. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the crystal and threw it to the ground shattering it and feeling his power explode outward, sending the demons scattering. He took off again, struggling to find the energies of those that he had become familiar with since he had been freed. He aimed for the closet one and was not happy that it was not who he was looking for.
"Razael? Where have you been mate?" Came the silky British tones of Balthazar.
^I am lost. The way to save The Golden One I have found. Time is now the enemy. How long was I departed?^ Razael asked trying to orient himself.
"You'll have been gone for three months tomorrow." Balthazar said. "And you managed to find a way to save Gabriel? That the dog's bollocks! We should get back. If we hurry Castiel should be there right now."
Razael nodded but inside he cursed himself as he took flight, pushing himself to go as fast has he could. In Hell time moved at a much faster rate as everyone knew, hours there could be days or even weeks on Earth. Crowley's little gathering had taken away from him valuable time that he couldn't have afforded to waste. Letting out a sigh of relief he realized that it was only morning where Gabriel was. They would have plenty of time to save him but he still wanted to hurry.
As he got close he could feel the warm bright light of Dean's soul and aimed for that. He rushed into his temporary vessel far harder then he intended. He tried to soothe the pain of Dean's soul with Grace from his rushed entrance but knew that there was so little he could do without having one of his crystals handy. He looked out and saw that Sam was sitting on the bed next to his mother, while holding onto Dean's hand. Balthazar had apparently followed him and was speaking to Castiel, who was now demanding to know where he had been. Truthfully he didn't think it mattered. All that mattered was that he had made it in time and that Gabriel would be just fine.