Okay, this chapter has someone with a gun looking to shoot a woman (not a school shooting, but still felt the need to warn) and a suicidal person looking for hope. it also introduces my headcanon of Autistic Castiel. Gabriel goes on a rant halfway through about what he'd like to do to the shooter in all caps that is full of spelling mistakes, missing letters and swearing. He's really angry here, and I am being so mean to him.

Next chapter should be a little bit more upbeat.

Gabriel,

Give me the strength to go through with my plan.

Mark,

What the hell are you doing, you idiot! No. You don't get to kill anyone, least of all for such a stupid reason as 'she hurt me, so I'll hurt her'. People like you make me sick. Do it and I will personally drag your ass to Hell. And trust me, you don't want that.

Gabriel, Archangel of Justice.

This is a prayer to Gabriel, I think.

Please give me a sign that life is still worth it. I can't take the bullying anymore...

Amen

Francis,

Life is still worth it. And this is your sign. You're getting a text message from the Messenger here, so take it to heart. Sometimes bad things happen to good people. You are a good person. You don't deserve Hell. It sure won't stop the hurt. It will make it worse. There is nothing wrong with your name. There is nothing wrong with red hair. There is nothing wrong with wearing glasses. There is nothing wrong with you that would be worth such a high price as your life taken before its time, especially by your own hand.

I can however do something to those bullies of yours. I can put the fear of God and Hell into them. If they don't stop, send me another prayer.

Gabriel, the Messenger.

You busy?

Not really, but not much in the mood for anything right now...

Why not?

Ever tried stopping a homicide and a suicide with nothing but text messages?

Here's a hint, it's hard.

Wow :O

How many of those do you get?

Not many. These are the first lot I got since getting out of Hell.

On the same day too.

Figures.

You okay?

Do I sound okay?

Yeah, I know, stupid question. Sorry.

Not your fault. I just hope it worked.

Well, good luck with that. I hope it worked out too.

Yeah. I'm just going to go now.

Bye Gabe.

Yeah, bye.

How do you yell on the internet?

Generally, yelling is written down in text as caps lock.

Ah, okay. Can I yell at you?

Why?

Bad day. It's not really safe for me to lose my temper outside the written word.

Even now when low on juice, I can still do some major damage, because anger exacerbates power.

That happens in humans too.

What happened?

Some stupid guy with a grudge and a gun decided he wanted to shoot a woman for turning him down.

He prayed to me to give him strength to go through with it.

Me.

I hold domain over Justice and he prayed something like that to ME.

I can understand your anger and it doesn't seem misplaced.

After that I got someone who is suicidal praying to me to ask if life was still worth it.

So now I've got all these horrible, negative emotions just writhing around inside of me and no good way to deal with them.

And if I don't deal with them, things are going to get messy, because my Grace will escape my control and will do something stupid, like level the building around me.

Uuuugh, I'm so angry. Just...it is even overriding the damned sadness.

Write down what you want to do to the shooter. In caps.

Okay, but I will be swearing.

That is not as unexpected as it would have been if you had said that to me earlier.

Hah, yeah. Alright.

Why am I hesitant to do this?

You're worried you'll get out of control. This is a controlled environment. You can't hurt me here. And I know you're not angry with me.

Control...

Oaky, I'll tell you what I want to do to the little bastard.

Please do.

CAPS ON. THIS LOOKS WEIRD.

It is the best we can do to signify a raised voice.

YEAH GOT THAT.

YOU WAN TOT KNOW WHAT I WOUDL DO TO THAT LITTLE CWARDLY BASTARD? FIRST I WOUDL FLY MY ASS TO ARKANSAS WHERE HE LIVES. I WOUD GRAB THAT GUN OTU OF HIS HANDS, TWIST IT INTO A PRETZEL AND SLAM IT DOWN SO HARD ON HIS HEAD IT GETS STUCK THERE. THEN I WOUDL RIP HIS FUCKIGN THROAT OUT WITH MY BARE HANDS RIP HIS SOUL FROM HSI BODY AND TORTURE HIM MYSELF. I WOUDL OBLITERATE HIM COMPLETELY IF I DIDN'T WANT HIM TO SUFFER FOR EVEN DARIGN TO PRAY TO ME WITH SOMETHIGN AS SICK AS THIS.I AHTE PEOPLE LIEK THIS FUCKIGN ASSHOLE. HATE IT. AND I'M SO FUCKIGN ANGRY I JUST WANT TO

Gabriel?

You just want to what?

Oops. Umm, you'll have to change the number my name is under, Paul. I may have destroyed my phone. Thankfully, I got two here, just in case I accidentally broke one.

Seriously, these things are so fragile.

Also, I am so glad phones now come with inbuilt keyboards.

And I am calmer now. Still angry but not...

Out of control angry?

Yeah, that.

Do you want to talk about the suicidal person now?

...I shouldn't be angry at her. Usually those sorts of prayers don't make me angry. This is the first one I got since getting out of my own little personal hell and I guess it hit me harder than I thought it would.

Bullying victim. Mostly just verbal, but getting physical. And I just listened to her wanting to kill herself because of it and all I could think of was that I just went through worse and I don't want to die.

I want to get better. And I don't even know if that is possible or not.

And it huts to know that I can't really do anything except field prayers to others to help. No one but Cassie is answering my prayers.

I need to know what happened. I'm worried sick right now. But Cassie isn't telling me.

Ugh, bet that's the influence of the Winchesters...

He's probably the most open angel there is, mainly because the boy can't say a convincing lie and is very literal in thinking.

Sweet Autistic child.

Cassie?

Oh, yeah, nickname. Castiel. Sometimes known as Cassiel.

Ah. I wasn't aware angels could be autistic.

Just him. My favourite little bro. Aggressively loyal if he likes you and a fierce warrior. He used to be in charge of a Garrison until he decided to side with humans during the apocalypse against both Michael and Lucifer and was cut off.

Last I heard, he's not welcome in Heaven anymore, but he prefers being here on Earth guarding the Winchesters. So, no huge loss to him.

What is Heaven like?

Honestly? It's been so long and so much has happened that I can't actually tell you that. From what I heard from Cassie, it has changed a lot since last I was there.

While the tech down here has changed, people and places haven't. Earth is pretty much the same as it was when I was taken away 7 years ago.

But I can tell you last I was there, it was beautiful. The Garden was in full season, human souls had begun to take up residence in their personal heavens. We were for the most part happy. Except for Lucifer, who was making Michael's life a nightmare. Those two just wouldn't quit fighting. I hate fighting. I can't stand it.

That sounds hard to cope with.

Cope? I didn't cope. I ran off to Earth and stayed here to get away from it.

Haven't been back once since.

They all thought I was dead. How, I don't know, considering there is only one way to kill an Archangel and nothing on Earth could do it. Except maybe Dad, who snuck down here himself.

My greatest talent seems to be faking my death.

And wow, okay, I am now much less angry than I was.

You, my dear Paul, are a miracle worker.

No, I'm not. Just a normal human doing what I do.

Yeah. Still, it sucks to be affected so much for something like this and not being able to find help. So, thanks anyway.

You're welcome.

I think I'm going to sit down and read something right now. Something fun, light and hilarious.

I will leave you to it.

And thank you for trusting me enough to try and help you.

I know that can't be easy for you right now.

Yeah, but considering everything's hard right now, that isn't saying much.

See ya Paul

Bye Gabriel.