Amenadiel walked back in a few minutes later with Michael. He brought Michael over to the computer and pointed to the screen. "Michael, this is Doctor Linda Martin."

Michael frowned and looked at object that had the woman's face on it. "What is this machine?"

Linda frowned a bit. The man didn't know what a computer was? Well, she supposed it had to do with his break from reality. Perhaps it affected how he saw objects.

"It's a way for you to talk with someone far away. Listen, we would like you to sit down and talk with Linda," Amenadiel said.

"Why?" Michael asked. He couldn't see why he needed to talk with a human."

"Because we're telling you to!" Lucifer said irritably.

"Brother," Amenadiel admonished. He got Lucifer's anger for Michael, but it wasn't going to do them any good if their brother had another breakdown because Lucifer was too harsh.

Lucifer scowled, but forced himself to calm down and speak civilly. "We need for you to speak with Linda, Michael. We believe it will help you."

"Okay. I'll do it if you want me to," Michael said. If Samael needed him to talk to the human, he'd do it. He'd do anything for his brother, and maybe then, Samael wouldn't be so mad at him. He didn't understand why his brother was angry at him, but he knew he was.

"Go ahead and sit down," Amenadiel said.

Michael sat down in the chair in front of the human on the screen.

"Hi, Michael," Linda greeted.

"Hello," Michael said.

"We'll be outside," Amenadiel said.

"You're leaving?" Michael asked.

"We'll be outside. Linda needs to talk to you alone. We won't be far," Amenadiel promised. When Michael didn't say anything else, he started for the door. The others followed him.

"Are you comfortable, Michael?" Linda asked.

"Yes. Why do you want to talk to me?" Michael asked.

"Because your brothers want to help you feel better about things and they think I can do that better than they can," Linda said. She was pretty sure the first part was the farthest thing from the truth. Lucifer certainly didn't want to help Michael. His interest in seeing Michael return to however he was before was blatantly self-centered. Amenadiel wasn't much better. He wasn't as hostile, but his goal didn't seem to be helping his brother. "Sometimes talking to a stranger can help more than talking to family."

"I like talking to my brothers," Michael said.

"You do? Do you get along with them?" Linda asked.

"Yes. Except Samael's angry with me. I don't know why?" Michael said.

"Samael?" Linda asked. She remembered Amenadiel talking to her about lore on the Devil when he was using her to get to Lucifer. Samael was the Devil's former name. Could Michael be speaking about Lucifer. Lucifer was definitely angry at his brother. "Do you mean Lucifer?"

Michael's eyes widened in fear. He got up and jumped back a few feet. "No! He's bad. He's a monster! He's not my brother! Samael's my brother. They're not the same! They feel the same, but they're not!"

"Michael, calm down. I didn't mean to upset you. I'm sorry," Linda said calmly. Whatever happened to Michael had caused a great deal of fear in him in regard to his brother, or at least part of his brother. It was like he'd split his brother up into two people. She needed to figure out what had happened to cause such fear. She couldn't believe Lucifer had done anything to Michael. He might make metaphors about being Hell's torturer, but they were just metaphors. She couldn't believe he'd hurt someone, especially his brother, no matter how angry he was.

"I don't want to talk about him," Michael said.

"That's okay. We don't have to. Why don't you sit down and tell me more about your brother, Samael?" Linda asked.

"Okay," Michael said before going back to his seat. "Samael's my little brother. I took care of him."

"You do?" Linda asked.

"Yes, it was my job, I loved taking care of Samael. I don't need to anymore though. He's grown up now. And he's mad at me. Do you know why?" Michael asked. He wanted to know why his little brother was so mad at him. Had he done something wrong.

"No, but I'd like to find out," Linda said. She needed to know what had transpired between these two brothers. She felt it might be the key to helping both Michael and Lucifer heal.

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Everyone was standing several feet outside the library as Michael was having his session with Linda. They were all waiting to see what came out of it.

Dean finally spoke up after a long silence. "Does anyone else think this idea is more insane than Michael? Psychotherapy for an archangel?"

"Have you got a better idea?" Lucifer asked testily.

"Lucifer, I see Dean's point. What good is this going to do? Michael's going to start talking about God and archangels. That's all that doctor's going to hear. Then she'll focus on that instead of his actual issues. She can't help someone like him," Sam said.

"No, Linda's not like others. She sees me on a weekly basis. Angels and God are much of what we speak of. She hasn't locked me up yet," Lucifer said.

"Are you saying she knows?" Sam asked.

"Well, yes and no. I've told her, but she just thinks it's a metaphor. Most people I tell do," Lucifer said.

"You tell a lot of people then?" Gabriel asked.

"Of course. Everyone I meet," Lucifer said.

"That should surprise me, but it doesn't," Gabriel said. His brother had always been completely honest, even when he shouldn't be.

"Okay, fine. Even if she can do something for him though, you think she will be able to soon enough? Therapy can take years. Is this really the best idea?" Dean asked.

"Yes, it is, because it is the only one we have," Lucifer said.

Just then, Michael came out. Amenadiel, she wants to talk to you," Michael said.

Amenadiel nodded and went inside. He immediately sat down in front of the screen. "How did it go? Did you get a handle on what's going on with him?"

"First of all, a head's up on the Lucifer taboo would've been nice," Linda said with a tad of annoyance in her voice.

Amenadiel cringed. He'd forgotten to tell Linda that. "Sorry."

"Michael's mind is definitely jumbled at the very least, and it's clear that he went through something traumatic. I don't want to ask this, but did Lucifer do something to him?" Linda asked. While she didn't believe Linda could do anything to cause the damage done to Michael, she had to get the question out of the way.

"No. Lucifer hadn't even seen Michael since he was kicked out until a few days ago," Amenadiel said.

"Then why is he so afraid of him?" Linda asked.

"The person he's afraid of isn't actually Lucifer," Amenadiel said.

"I don't know enough about Michael or what's happened to say for sure, so correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems that Michael has separated his brother into two separate people." Linda said.

"You're right on the money, Linda. You see, the things I told you about Lucifer when I was pretending to be a shrink weren't untrue. When he first came into being, his name was Samael. He changed it when he rebelled to make a statement," Amenadiel said.

"Wow. So, he was named after the angel the Devil used to be. Then he fell from Grace, much like the Devil in the bible and changed his name. No wonder he uses so many metaphor's, and why Michael seems to as well. This just may be a case for being too religious," Linda said. Michael had mentioned angels and God a few times when they were speaking. He was much like his brother in that regard.

Amenadiel decided not to comment. It wasn't really important that Linda didn't believe the truth. In fact, he preferred that. "Michael was hurt by a 'person' that is a lot like Lucifer. He was impersonating Lucifer. I think Michael realized he wasn't our brother, and when his mind broke, he got confused. Somehow, he got it in his head that Lucifer and Samael were two different people."

"Or he does believe it was his brother and his mind couldn't handle that. I need to know as much as I can about Michael and Lucifer as possible. Michael said that he took care of Lucifer," Linda said. This was why she wanted to speak with Amenadiel before Lucifer. She needed information, and Amenadiel would be much more forthcoming.

"Yes. Our parents were busy must of the time. Younger siblings were always entrusted to the oldest ones. Our parents were around, but not for all the day to day things. I guess you could say that Michael acted as a sort of nanny. I should've helped, but I didn't have any interest in acting like a parent. I treated Lucifer, or Samael, as it was at the time, like a brother. I played with him and taught him things, like a brother does. Michael cared for him. He made sure he had the things he needed. He ensured he behaved," Amenadiel said.

"An impossible job," Linda joked.

Amenadiel smiled. "It certainly turned out like that. When Lucifer rebelled, Michael felt angry and guilty. He felt that he'd failed. He said he wasn't harsh enough with Lucifer. He was certainly harsh enough when he banished him from our home. At the time, I thought he was right to."

"You don't anymore?" Linda asked.

"I don't know. Spending so much time around Luci lately has made me rethink things," Amenadiel admitted.

"Well, this explains why Lucifer is so angry at Michael. He wasn't merely betrayed by a brother. He was betrayed by a father figure. What was Michael like after Lucifer was kicked out?" Linda asked.

"He was cold. I mean, he was always harsh, and a lot of times judgmental, but he became much worse. Lucifer and our father were both gone because Lucifer rebelled. He made sure that wouldn't happen again," Amenadiel told her.

"Wait, your father was gone? Lucifer didn't mention that your father left home back then," Linda said.

"He didn't know. I just told him recently," Amenadiel said.

Linda pondered the information for a few moments. "So, Michaels helps to kick out the brother that was more like a son, and then his father leaves the family. And if I'm understanding right, Michael took charge."

Amenadiel nodded.

"Amenadiel, I think Michael's mind may have started to crack long before he was hurt," Linda said. It wasn't hard to see how Michael may have fallen apart after listening to the story. It seemed Michael had been forced to take too much on his entire life. His mind probably started breaking a long time ago.

Amenadiel frowned. "You think he started to lose it when Lucifer fell from grace?" If that was true, it would change his whole outlook on his twin. He didn't hate Michael the way Lucifer did, but he certainly didn't like him. He blamed Michael for much of what happened over the last century or so. If Michael had truly been coming loose before that, he might have to rethink things. It wouldn't absolve Michael, but it would make a difference.

"It would explain why he doesn't seem to remember why Lucifer's so angry with him. It was when he began to break," Linda said.

"I don't know," Amenadiel said honestly.

Linda sighed. "I wanted to speak with Lucifer, but now I think I should wait and figure out the best way to approach him with this." It would do no good for her to go into this without thinking this through. She'd known from experience that going about things the wrong way with Lucifer could just make things worse.

"Linda, you're never going to get Lucifer to forgive Michael," Amenadiel said. Lucifer had been too hurt by Michael. He was never going to get past the things he did.

"It's not forgiveness I'm striving for. Lucifer needs to deal with the pain and anger he feels in regard to Michael. Neither of your brothers can heal until they've dealt with that. So, I'll give it a day and then I will talk to Lucifer, and then Michael again. I know you all wanted this done fast, but that's just not going to happen," Linda told him.

"Well, it's the best option we have right now. Thanks for helping, Linda. I'll take to you soon," Amenadiel said.

"Bye, Amenadiel," Linda said before cutting the connection