Opening the door and stepping outside Dean waited. Within a few minutes a tall black gentleman appeared beside him. "Michelangelo, what is it?"
"We found him or well he found us but it's bad Ninja Turtle. He's hurt really bad. I don't even know what all she did to them." Dean said.
The man's eyes darkened. "Take me to him." Dean turned and headed back into the bunker. The man followed.
As they pasted though the library Bobby looked up and asked. "Who is he? Another angel?"
"Archangel actually, Splinter." The man said. "I am Raphael."
"Splinter? The name is Bobby." Bobby said.
Raphael just blinked at him and turned to Dean. "Where are Donnotello and Leonardo?"
"Donnotello is getting pizza, and Leonardo is with Gabriel or Loki I'm not sure who is in control right now. Loki asked us all to leave the room expect your dad and Sam." Dean said.
"Where is Gabriel?" Raphael asked glaring at Dean.
"Sam's room." Dean answered before the third born archangel walked off."Raphael wait..." But the archangel just ignored him and kept walking. 'Dammit. Hopefully Sam will tell him Gabriel's and Loki's triggers."
...
Gabriel stiffened when someone knocked smartly on the door. Chuck had just left to check on someone named Alfie for Sam leaving the two alone. "Gabriel can I come in." Sam looked at him then the door and back at him his expression clearly saying that he'd tell whoever it was to get lost of Gabriel wanted him to. "Gabriel. Don't make me get Michael. Now let me in."
"Raphael." Gabriel whispered. Sam's eyes widen before getting up slowly. "Let him in, Sam." Sam went and opened the door.
Raphael walked in looked at Gabriel turned to Sam and said. "Get out."
Sam blinked then glared. "Raphael. Pleasant as always. Gabe wants a shower so I'll go put a chair in there and meet you there when you two are done. Now look there are some things you need to know..."
"Sam. I'm a healer. I don't need you to tell me how to take care of my brother. Now get out." Raphael stated sharply.
"Sam it will be okay." Gabriel said softly. Sam sighed and headed out the door. "You don't need to be so rude to my mate, Raphael." Raphael just nodded and walked over to Gabriel looking at the Messenger's wings.
"Well. First thing first let's get you cleaned up. Can you walk?" Raphael asked.
"No." Gabriel whimpered fighting back the meromies that started to surface. Raphael just nodded again and picked up him and headed out the door. Gabriel gave a sharp intake of breath and bit down on his lip to keep from screaming. He kept his eyes closed tight just dealing with the pain of Raphael carrying him to the bathroom. His brother sat him down on a smooth surface. When the sound of running water hit his ears Gabriel whined in fear. When the warm water hit his feet he couldn't fight the memories anymore.
[ Abbadon had put him strapped down on his back. The pain the position put on his bound smallest wings was pure agony. All Gabriel could do was scream and try to move but when she started pouring the boiling holy oil into his mouth the archangel gagged and choked.
Finally the stream of boiling oil stopped leaving Gabriel gasping for air. "Why? Please not this.." Gabriel gasped between lungfuls of air his throat and lungs burned.
"Why? Why? Because you will do as your told." The Knight yelled. "Not this huh... well alright I've got a better idea anyway." Abbadon turned and opened one of the large tombs within the crypt. Within a few minutes she had Gabriel in the tomb on his stomach. Throwing the heavy stone lid back on the demon left a tiny crack by the archangel's feet. Well being locked in a tomb wasn't so bad Gabriel thought right before the frist splash of holy oil hit his feet.
"No. Oh Dad. No. Let me out. No. Aaaahhhhh." The archangel screamed as the tomb was slowly filling with boiling holy oil. Leaving Gabriel screaming in agony as the oil slowly fills the tomb as it burned it's way over every part of him.
Abbadon laughed. "I'll be back later maybe then you'll do as your told." As Gabriel screamed pounding on the lid to no avail it wouldn't budge in inch.]
No. Not again. Every time she'd lock him in the tomb full of boiling holy oil before she'd... she'd... No. I won't... I can't... Not again. Gabriel thought before spreading his largest set of wings, broken, burned, half plucked wings and flew without even realizing he was.
...
"Hmmm... Now that everything has calmed down here somewhat. I was wondering if one of the angels would be willing to..." Charlie asked Lucifer as she walked into the war room where the archangel was reading.
"Of course child. Let's go take care of it right now." Lucifer said closing his book.
"Really?" Charlie exclaimed her eyes wide.
"Yes. Really." Lucifer assured her.
Charlie just threw her arms around the Morningstar's neck and just whispered. "Thank you."
...
Michael and Adam were cuddling on their bed when Gabriel appeared naked, soaking wet, crying and shaking like a leaf in a hurricane.
"Mikey... no more... please... no oil..."
"Easy little brother. I'm here. I got you. No more. No more oil, Gabe. Your safe." Michael said pulling Gabriel onto the bed and holding him. Adam slowly got up off the bed and silently left the room. Michael sent a mental thank you to his mate and turned his full attention to his sobbing little brother.
Looking down at Gabriel Michael's eyes hardened. His little brother was covered in head to toe holy oil burns. The oil still glistening on his skin. The First Born's breathing picked up.
[Pain. Burning. Fire. The sent of burning flesh. The feel of the oil dripping drop his body. The heat of the flames burning his feet. Michael thrashed trying to pull his legs up to his chest out of the flames. The chains locked to the shackles on his ankles creeked and strained but didn't brake. A sob left him as his feet dropped back fully into the holy fire. How long had she left him like this an hour, two, a day, a week. It didn't matter as the flames feed on the oil dripping down his body.]
Michael shook his head hard. Don't think about that. Don't remember. "Come on Gabe. Let's get the oil off of you."
"No... No... No bath. Ralph please no bath. Sam promised no bath. Please. No... No..." Gabriel whimpered.
"Hey.. no bath. Just a.. A sh... Sh.. Shower. Gabe promise." Michael said fighting his own panic at the thought. It's just water. Just water. As he slowly got Gabe to wrap his arms around his neck as he piggy backed his little brother into the shower. Seeing the chair he set Gabriel down on it so he was facing the back. Michael pulled his shirt off and steeled himself to help his little brother. "Just water. Just water, Gabe." Michael chanted as he slowly washed all the oil off of Gabriel. After finally getting it all he put Gabriel back into Sam's room and put him to sleep. He left Gabriel curled up with one of Sam's shrits.
...
Adam walked down the hall into the library he found everyone else. A well dressed black gentleman was talking to Sam. When Adam heard him ask about where Gabriel was the young man had to answer. "Gabriel is currently curled up crying in Michael's arms."
"What did you do?" Dean snarled. 'Dammit Ralph."
"All I did was try to help him take a bath."
"I told you shower." Sam snapped.
"There is no way he could of stay on his feet long enough for a shower." Raphael stated.
"That's why I put a chair in the shower." Sam replied heatedly glaring at the archangel.
Michael suddenly stormed into the room wearing nothing but a pair of soaked blue jeans. Adam stared having never seen Michael without his shrit on. The archangel seemed to be extremely self conscience. An odd silver tattoo ran around his shoulder blades, down either side of his spine and had odd off curls like six spots on a die. Michael grabbed Raphael and slammed him against the wall with a growl so hard the concrete cracked. "You know better then to do anything to a torture victim without asking them first and don't even start saying you didn't know he had been tortured you've seen enough to know what it looks like and what the Hell were you thinking ignoring Sam telling you shower there was a reason for it. You just threw him into a flashback so bad that I just had to put him to sleep." Michael snarled.
The odd silver tattoo on his back seemed to start glowing. Michael flared his wings in anger. But this time the large cream colored wings seem covered in glowing silver markings. "Mika." Adam said reaching to lay his hand on his mate's shoulder before suddenly finding himself across the room. Looking to his right he found Lucifer.
"If you had laid a hand on him right now he would of killed you without even realizing that he was doing it." Lucifer said as he kept his eyes locked on Michael.
The first born archangel's breath came in pants his eyes slightly wild. "Michael, why are your pants all wet?" Raphael asked softly trying to calm his big brother.
"I helped Gabe get the oil off." Michael answered.
"Oil? What oil?" Dean asked his eyes wide.
"He was covered in holy oil. He has head to toe burns. And he just kept saying no bath. So I think she bathed him in it." Michael said his voice shaking before the archangel gave an odd kneeing noise as he slipped down so he had his arms wrapped around his knees his wings pulled tightly around him rocking back and forth.
"Mika." Adam whispered as Lucifer moved over to the oldest archangel. The Morningstar sat down beside Michael and pulled his owns wings around him. Raphael sled down the wall to do the same.
"Breath. Mikey. We're here. We're save." Lucifer said.
"Castiel." Michael sobbed.
"Is safe. I was told he was getting pizza." Raphael said softly.
"By who? How would you know he is safe if he is not here?" Michael cried his voice sounding paniced.
"Dean call Castiel. Tell him to get back here now. Michael will not calm down until he can see he is safe." Lucifer exclaimed as Michael gave another odd kneeing noise.
"Cas, can you get back here please. Something up with Michael." Dean called.
Cas appeared beside the hunter. "What is wrong with Michael, Dean."
"I have no idea." Dean said as Michael made another kneeing noise.
"Mikey. See Castiel is right here." Raphael said gesturing for Castiel to come over. The angel walked over to the three archangels looking confused.
"Castiel." Michael said looking up through a gap between his wings to see his little brother. "You are well."
"Yes. I'm fine, Michael." Castiel said his head tilted still trying to find out what was going on with his eldest brother. "What is going on?"
"Michael just had a setback. He was reminded of something he has tried very hard to forget." Raphael answered.
"Gadreel can you go get Father please." Lucifer ordered quietly. Gadreel just nodded and left unnerved by how Michael was acting. "Mikey. Father is coming okay. He'll be here soon."
"Father. Please don't let her put me back in the rain. Please make it stop. It burns. My feet. Their burning. Father." Michael chanted.
"Oh great now he's worse." Raphael snapped anger lacing his voice.
Michael's head snapped up and he glared at Raphael. " Play nice. Or Mommy will get mad. Please... Just play nice."
"We'll play nice Mikey. I promise." Lucifer said as Chuck appeared beside the archangels. God took one look at Michael and put his eldest to sleep.
"What triggered it?" Chuck asked.
"He helped Gabe take a shower after he calmed him down after I freaked him out by trying to help him take a bath. I didn't realize that a bath would upset him." Raphael stated his voice strained.
"You know better. Always ask first, Raphael. Don't do it again." Chuck said his voice hard. "Now can one if you please find Nomi I'd like to speak to her and Metatron. Along with Castiel."