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Disclaimer: I don't own Superntural. I only own Amelia, the plot and the human names of the Angels. The Angelic Hierarchy is based off of Celestial Hierarchy of Dionysis Summa Theologica by Thomas Aquinas and The gathering of chiors by CherylB1964. ( s/8740396/1/The-gathering-of-choirs)

Michael stood at the ready, his military unifrm was freshly pressed. He, Luke and Ralph were all in the 21st airborne division, with all the best pilots. Luke styood beside him, and Ralph beside him. They were at the funeral of a fallen comrade, their last stop before the trip home the next day.

"Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. From the earth we have come and to the earth we will return." The preacher stepped back from the podium, and Michael stepped up.

"We gather here to celebrate the life of Commander Jeffery Brindley. He was a loyal solider and a good man. Though he is departed, he lives on in our hearts. We take this moment to reflect on how he has influenced our lives." Everyone present bowed their heads and Michael began his prayer. "Dear Father of all. Protect the man who protected the many. May his light remain with you in heaven forever. Amen." The organist began a soft, melancholy tune and the military men behind the podium snapped to attention. A trumpet in the distance began "The Taps" and was answered shortly after by Luke's trumpet. He carried on the tune and four men carried the coffin, covered in an American flag, out the burial plot. The service was over. A new chapter had begun.

oO0Oo

"Gabriel!" Dean said, shocked. "But your dead!"

"Sure I am bucko. Just like I was when you stabbed me with a wooden stake." He rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers. A pizza box apperared in Amelia's outstreched arms. "Come on guys. Soup's on." The three kids ran into the kitchen as Gabriel turned to Sam and Dean.

"What are you bozos doing here? Messing with my family is a big problem." Sam handed Gabriel the printout of Amelia's essay. He read through it and turned pale.

"Shit! Amelia, get in here!" Amelia came into the room.

"Yeah?" She sat down on the couch next to Dean and started putting the papers into their folders and binders, and storing them neatly in her backpack.

"Did you submit your dream into that contest, even when I told you not to?" There was a crash from the other room and Brandon came out, looking sheepish.

"Actually, I was the one who passed it in under her name. She didn't find out until they had announced that she had won." Gabriel looked at her quizzically, and she shrugged,

"I wrote it down cause I couldn't stop thinking about it. I don't know how he got it though." Brandon sighed, shaking his head.

"Jeez Cuz. Learn to keep your computer locked when you go to the bathroom. It only takes one second to print it out and make it look like nothing happened." Amelia glared at Brandon as he finished talking. Gabriel looked over at the Winchesters,

"So now what? You thinks she's some kind of prophet?" Dean shrugged,

"Isn't that why you are here? Archangel tied to her ass or whatever?"

"No you bozo. I'm here because I want to be." Gabriel looked like he was about to say something else, when Amelia spoke up.

"Maybe we should tell them. They might be able to help us." Gabriel whirled around and glared at her.

"Are you out of you mind!? Michael specifically told us not to talk about it." Amelia stood up and Gabriel took a step back.

"Michael has no power over me and neither do you! I take what he said as a suggestion, I can make my own choices!" She shouted, obviously angry.

"L." Amelia turned around to look a Jimmy, "You're right. No one has power over you, and only you can control me. But think your decisions through. I know you think you are doing the right thing, but you should talk this out with Michael." Amelia nodded slowly, and was about to speak when the song "Highway to Hell" started playing. She fished her phone out of her pocket.

"Hello? Oh, one sec, I'm putting you on speaker." She pressed a button on the screen and set it on the coffee table. "Hey Luke. Are Michael and Ralph there?"

"Yeah. So I have good news! Our tour ended early, so we'll be back tomorrow."

"Yes!" Brandon yelled, pumping his fist in the air. "Does this mean Michael can teach me how to shoot a gun?"

"Why couldn't he teach you when he got back in a week?" Luke asked, puzzlement evident in his voice.

"Cause I need to to kill people now!" Sam looked over at the boy in confusion. Gabriel also looked confused,

"Why do you need a gun to kill people? Your a fucking angel!" He paused for a second, "Oh crap." Dean looked over at him and the silence seemed to stretch on forever.

"Awkward." Came Luke's voice over the phone.

"You idiot!" Amelia yelled, anger evident in her face.

"Now you've done it." Jimmy muttered under his breath and Brandon snickered.

"Good job Gabriel. You knew how important this mission was and you just went and fucking blew it!" Michael screamed over the connection, which crackled and distorted his voice.

"Umm," Sam looked around at the angry and amused expressions in the room, "What's going on?"

"Close your eyes." Jimmy said in a surprisingly calm voice, not moving his eyes from Amelia.

"What? Wh-" Sam started, but was interrupted by Brandon,

"Just close your goddamn eyes!" Sam and Dean did as they were told and a bright light filled the room a moment later.

"I ought to smite you right now, but that would just blow our cover!" They heard Amelia yell and Gabriel replied in a timid, but strong voice,

"I'm sorry. It was an accident. If you smite anyone, it should be Balthazar!"

"Oh brother, no smiting will happen today" they heard Jimmy say, "L. You need to calm down. Father would not be happy to see you in such a state."

"I know. Thank you dear brother." At this, the light dimmed and faded, revealing the present state of the room. Gabriel was on his knees in front of Amelia and Jimmy had his hand on her shoulder. Brandon had not moved from his position next to the coffee table where the phone still sat. And by the sound of it, there was someone laughing on the other end.

"Shut up Michael. Do I have to threaten to smite your ass too?" Amelia yelled and there was a pause,

"No. Sorry." There was once again silence before Amelia spoke up,

"So, who wants pizza?" Several hands went up and Amelia sighed before picking up her phone, "What time are you coming back tomorrow?"

"Dunno. Around noon, maybe later. We're in DC, so traffic will be rough."

"Alright. See you then. Bye."

"Later sis." There was a click at the other end and Amelia stuck the phone in her pocket. "Come on guys. Foods in the kitchen."

oO0Oo

Dean stood next to Sam, not knowing what to do or where to look. Glancing over at his brother, he knew he was feeling the same. Gabriel was showing Brandon something on his phone and every now and then, they would start laughing, plates of pizza abandoned on the table in front of them. Amelia was whispering into Jimmy's ear and typing away, probably texting, on her phone.

"So," Sam began awkwardly, "What is really going on around here?" All four people looked up, annoyed looks on their faces.

"Jeez buckaroo. Hold your horses. We're waiting for the older boys to get back so we can all tell you together." Dean sighed as Gabriel finished and went back to his phone. Glancing over at the clock, he noticed that is was 9:30, a lot of time had passed since they had arrived at 4:30. He cleared his throat,

"I really hate to interrupt, but it is getting really late and I do need by beauty sleep." At this point, Amelia stood up, looking angry.

"Look, our world does not revolve around you and you can leave whenever you want! But since you apparently are so impatient to leave, Michael said I could tell you what is going on." She glance over at Gabriel and he sighed and nodded for her to continue. "So, you think I'm a prophet? Well, I'm not, well, it's complicated. Anyway, I have a sort of protection squad, Jimmy and I both. Gabriel, obviously, as well as the other three Archangels. Michael is Michael, Luke is Lucifer and Ralph is Raphael. And of course, Brandon is Balthazar." Dean looked at her, shocked.

"So know you know what you need to know." Gabriel said, gesturing to the door. "I think it is time for you gentlemen should leave."

"But-" Sam began, but was cut off by Gabriel,

"No. YOU HAVE BOTHERED MY FAMILY ENOUGH, SO LEAVE US ALONE!" Sam pulled Dean out the door and watched as it was slammed in his face.

There we go! The next chapter will be coming soon, and let me tell you, the plot is really weird. But really, this plot as a whole is super weird, so one weird chapter is to be expected. Thanks for reading.