AN: Another belated Christmas update here! Gonna get more here soon, I promise! Just gotta get passed New Year and we're straight on!
Reviews:
cutecookielove: ANUBIS! He's my fav guy so he's definitely gonna be here! He's such a great guy, of course he'd give them a temple and adopt Raph's daughter as his sister! Ava is so sweet and she deserves all the good things! Haniels girls make more appearances, and you should see them when their with their dad, it's hilarious, he's such a worry wart parent too and its hiliarious too! Like father like son, right, apple doesn't fall too far from the tree (see what i did there, get it, cause their gardeners, anyway) adn their cute together too! All the angels who claim and love their kids are cute with them, even the ones who are meant to be big and tough are big softies with their kids, I mean, look at Nisroc and Haniel.
Robin0203: Our girl's a beast man!
The Power knew as soon as he saw his Captain coming down the hall, the smile that graced his features, that could be seen even with his head tilted down as it was, that he had done what was intended to do. Haniel fell in step beside him, and Nisroc raised his head slightly to meet his gaze in greeting, and they walked a bit in silence.
"You did it," the Power smiled as he bent his head forward in an attempt to capture his gaze wholly, "You claimed her?"
His Captain smiled wider and nodded, holding out the empty box to him, "I did."
"Do you regret it?"
Nisroc finally looked up, the same light shining in his eyes that shone in the others when he talked to them of his daughters doings, and he shook his head in the negative, "Never. Not in a single moment."
He laughed, patting him on the shoulder, "You know what that means, don't you?" the Captain raised an eyebrow, "You have a daughter now, whether you use the title or not, she's yours and you are hers."
"I never saw it that way."
"It's a great club to be in." Haniel looked down to the path they walked on, "My daughters are my pride and joy." He smiled at his older brother, "I have no doubt that she will be yours as well, Paul and Sasha most certainly are, and they're not even yours."
"They are mine where it counts."
"Aren't they all?"
They walked down the Axis together, others parting in their wake, and the Captain turned to look at his younger brother, "How do you do it, Haniel, being apart from their side?"
"Very carefully, there is always a part of me that wishes to be with them with every step, it's a rather strong part, but I know that I have duties here as well, and they knew the same." He peered up at him, "So when we get to spend the time together that we do, it makes it just that much more special, never taken for granted." He stared his Captain right in the eyes, coming to a halt, "But if it came down to following your order or standing for my children, I will pick them every time."
"I loathed to leave her," he nodded in agreement to the others comment, he too would drop everything if his adopted child called for him, it was just the way of being a parent to one so cherished in their hearts "She means the world to me."
"Don't all children?" Haniel made a face, remembering who the one in questions true father was, and was quick to amend, "Don't all children with parents who care for them?", yes, that sounded better to his ears.
Nisroc fell silent as he turned to look through leather belts, needing a new one for himself, and was quick in finding the one he needed, and turned back to his brother, "Just thinking of what that monster must have done to her, it makes me sick to my stomach, my blood boils at the thought of it."
"In the same way it did when you met Sasha?"
"The very same."
He pat his brother on the stomach so suddenly he drew a huff of surprise from him, "Welcome to parenthood. Where you're going to be driven crazy by your children and love them endlessly nonetheless."
…
The Healer was looking over some charts when his Captain confronted him on the matter at hand, he would later blame Gabriel, who was a blabber mouth, and then place it on Zaveriel, who was always trying to get one up on the Healer for some reason that only the wily little messenger knew and none had figured out just yet.
Oren stood before him, rolling back and forth on the balls of his feet, eyes staring unblinkingly at the one who had raised him since fledglinghood, and always had something new to teach him nearly everyday since, so much so that he could not ignore it any longer and finally looked up to meet his gaze, only then did he blink.
"So, when were you going to share?"
"Share what?", He lifted his chin in warning, it went unheeded, "I do not have to share my doings with you, baby brother."
Oren shook his head a tad harshly, and it took the Healer by surprise by the meaning behind the shaking, "No. You do not get to hold this one to yourself," he leaned forward, arms coming to cross over his chest, "When were you going to share that you have a daughter?" he took on a look of awe that was somewhat offending to the archangel in question, "I mean, you, you of all angels, to father a child!" he threw his hands up dramatically, "I've seen everything now."
"Is it truly that unbelievable that I would have a daughter."
He immediately regretted to taking the bait that was clearly being hung before his eyes, and he closed his eyes in resignation as the others widened in surprise, "He didn't mention that it was a daughter."
"I'm guessing on who shared this rather private information and my first two don't count."
Oren waved it away, "You have a daughter." His eyes widened comically as he looked down to his arms crossed over his chest, "Oh my Father, I have a little sister."
"I told her you would consider her as such, though, I don't think she believed me."
"Why wouldn't she believe that?"
It was a sad truth that he dropped for his Captains knowledge, "Most of the Nephilim remain unclaimed. Ignored by the parent who sired them."
"That's despicable. Who would sire a child and ignore it as though they meant nothing."
"Animals." He turned his attention back to his charts a moment later, riffling through them carefully as he looked in on the patients he decided to take on as his own for the time being, they were particularly in rough shape and needed the steady hand and the knowledge that he could provide.
"Can I meet her?"
He peered up over his charts, eyes meeting his Captains for a long moment, as if silently testing him on his worthiness of such a thing.
"Yes, you may meet her, I have a trip planned for the ancient city to visit with Anubis, I have no doubts we will run into one another while there."
…
Michael smiled at his Captain's change, there was something lighter in his step, and he chuckled at the knowledge for this change, he had grown rather fond of that Nephilim child he had claimed and it showed in everything he did.
Claiming a Nephilim was something akin to adopting a child, and he was taking it in stride, he always took to his charges to heart completely and this time was no different.
…
The Healer was minding his own, humming to fill that silence that needn't be filled with needless talking, reading through the charts that had made their way to his desk some way throughout the day as his thoughts took him back to the week that had been shared between them. He knew it was Oren's doing, he never liked handling the paperwork of the Patients they handled, and he would do this part and get his revenge on the other at a later time.
They all needed checking up on.
He'd get him then.
The Healer was never one to be crossed, he knew far too much in accordance to getting back, and thus did not fall victim to many pranks that the younger generations were prone to playing. All but one, and he got his in return, it was a competition of sorts between the pair of them.
His daughter hadn't even tried to get one over on him just yet, and he knew that there would come a day that she would try, and he would wait for that day to come on bated breath. In his opinion though, her friend was more likely to attempt one over on Nisroc before his own daughter came at him, it was in her personality. And he knew for fact that the Captain would return the favor in kind, and should she ever meet his other charges, there would be Hell to pay between the three of them against him. He would hold his own though, he had for some time against Paul and Sasha, much like he had with Zaveriel himself, it was a competition at this point.
A shadow stepped passed his window, and he turned to watch it, following it as it wandered out back. Quickly he stood, tossing the charts aside, to hurry to the back entrance to his Infirmary, and caught the one sneaking passed by the ear and pulled them into the dimly lit Infirmary.
There were nights that he had his luck in getting one over on the Healer.
Tonight, was not one of those nights.