Song listened to: 'The Enemy' by Of Verona.

When she had come to help him again, on the typical Wednesday afternoon, hopping over into the grand Infirmary, to see him with another fledgling on his hip, she slowly hopped to a stop.

The Archangel still turned though, smiling to her in greeting, "Hello, little bear."

"Hi Rapha…What's he doin?"

She did not like Adonis, not after he had gotten her in trouble for taking the book that had been blamed on her, and she's missed out on a whole day of playing because of it, she knew from then on that they would never be friends. Never.

"He is going to help us today."

Akeelah crossed her arms petulantly and he raised an eyebrow in warning "Why?"

"Because he asked to."

He set the other fledgling on his feet, Adonis hid slightly behind his leg and stared at the other fledgling with wide eyes, he chuckled and rested a hand on his curly head.

"It is alright. Why don't you and little Akeelah go help Oren?"

Adonis looked unsure but nodded, and stepped out from behind his leg, Akeelah looked unimpressed though.

"I'm not helping with him."

The archangel heaved a sigh and knelt, "Little Akeelah, you can help Oren with him, or you can return to the Villa, which ever you prefer." She grumbled under her breath some words that had him narrowing his eyes, and she turned to stalk over to Oren, seeing as she didn't want to be along at the Villas today. He watched her go with narrowed eyes, but let the whispered words go, for the moment, as he knew she was still sore about being put in time out despite not having earned it.

That time, at least.

They worked together silently, Akeelah in no mood to talk to the one who had gotten her in trouble, both helping Oren tend to patient that had come back with a wounded wing from the latest siege. She saw him wonder off, from the corner of her eyes, and turned to watch him sneak into the Healers office. Hoping down from the chair she had taken she followed after him, peeking inside to see him reaching for the Healer's staff, "We're not supposed to touch that."

Adonis turned to look over his shoulder, "I just want to see it for a minute."

"But we're not supposed to touch it."

Adonis didn't listen to her though, and pulled the heavy staff away from the wall, but it as too heavy for him to hold up, and it crashed down into a cart with various jars and contents with a loud bang. The door to the office opened wide, the electric blue eyes of the Healer appearing there, having heard the crash from out in the Infirmary. "What Happened?" He saw the upturned cart, and his staff on the floor, and turned a look onto the two fledglings. Akeelah was silent, but the other one pointed, "She did it!"

She found her tongue then, turning to glare at him, "I did not!"

"I told her not to touch it, but she wouldn't listen!"

"No, you didn't!"

Raphael narrowed his eyes at the two of them, hating to take one side over the other, but she was standing closer to the spilt cart, and she had been in a bad mood with having to work with young Adonis. He stepped into the office, gesturing to a clear corner, "Go."

"But I didn't! He's trying to get me in trouble again!"

"Akeelah. I heard what you whispered, despite what you thought, go stand in the corner."

"No! I didn't do anything! He's lying!"

He bent to pick up his staff from the wreckage, and pointed again as he stood back up, giving her a stern look.

"If you do not go yourself, then I will place you there, and you do not want that."

She clenched her hands into tight fists, looking as though she was ready to turn and punch the other fledgling, resting on a hair trigger.

"No! I didn't do anything wrong! You're not my guardian!", that last statement caught him in the heart, though not officially, they all stepped up as her guardians. It was something akin to a human child telling a stepparent that they weren't their real parent. "I don't have to listen to you!" she turned and ran from his office, but he didn't make chase.

When he returned at the end of the day, the truth having been revealed to him not long after her leaving, as he tended to the burns on the young boys hands from touching his staff, he couldn't help but feel the knife twist slightly in his heart. Once again, she had been telling the truth, and he hadn't believed her.

The others were already sitting around their table, talking amiably amongst each other, little Akeelah sitting in her usual spot. He smiled slightly, taking that as his hope, but was quickly crushed when she spotted him and moved, instead to sit on her Choir Master's knee. From him he gained a scathing look, as her actual guardian, Lucifer did not take kindly to anyone treating his charge unjustly and that it exactly what he'd done.

"So, Raphael, how was your day?"

He held back a flinch at his tone, knowing it was warranted, and nodded in acknowledgement to the hidden inquiry behind the frigid words.

"Because my charge seemed to have a pretty interesting one. How many times has that boy lied to you and yet you blame the wrongdoing on my charge?"

He bit back a flinch once more, "Twice."

"Twice? Goodness me. I would have thought you would have been more receptive to it."

"It was an accident."

"No." the others looked at him in surprise at the snarl, his hand clapping loudly on the table as he smacked it down, and he did flinch this time "Once is an accident. Twice is negligence. She will not be helping you in the Infirmary anymore. Not if you continue to be so quick to assume her responsible for any wrongdoing committed."

The Healer nodded, knowing that it was the least he deserved, and bid her an apology with a mere look but she avoided his eyes and his heart sank even lower. Saying nothing more, not as the Morningstar bid them all a good night and left them, not as Michael sent him a saddened look, not as Gabriel glared.

His older brother was right after all.