Hello again! Sorry for the lack of updates! Summer has been….well not much of one where I live. The Olympics are making my city a little….busy. But here's an update

WARNING: STRONG LANGUAGE! I *&%#^£ mean it! ;)

Reviews, as always, are loved!

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It was a hot summer's day in the Garden of Eden. It was always summery over there, as snow was rare and rain only happened if a certain archangel was particularly cheesed off with everyone.

Gabriel, smiled and rested his head back. Feathers looked down at him. "When did my lap become your pillow?"

"Since I got tired" He smirked, winking. Feathers smiled, her glossy lips shining in the sunlight. She let out a little scream when some water splashed her. She looked up. "Boys!"

Jiah had a very apologetic look on his face. "Sorry, 'Vailia!" Balthazar nodded in agreement and then proceeded to blast a shot of water from the water gun in his hand into his friends ear. Jiah made a strange squawking noise as the liquid soaked his face. He looked back at the blonder boy. "You just started a war, mate"

Balthazar grinned, and broke into a sprint, Jiah charging after him, water-balloon in hand. Feathers chuckled. She looked over to the other side of the garden, her fingers lightly brushed the side of Gabriel's head. Castiel, four years old and rather squishy, standing stock still. Head tilted slightly. A butterfly had landed on his nose, Castiel was trying to look at it, and was going cross-eyed in the process. Feathers smiled again but looked down when Gabriel shifted his head on her lap and made a content noise in the back of his throat. He closed his eyes.
She sighed. "Are you honestly falling asleep?"
"No, I'm going to go and hunt giant rabid turtles." He looked up at her with a what-does-it-look-like-I'm-doing face, but still grinned and lifted his head to peck her lips. She kissed him back and then went back to her previous occupation of brushing his fringe off his forehead and stroking his cheek. After a few moments, he was asleep, his breathing was soft and his face was peaceful. And Fervailia Gladius had never been happier.

She looked up once again when she noticed that Balthazar was standing infront of the picnic blanket. Water pistol in hand and a mischievous grin on his face. Feathers shot him a confused look. He nodded his head down at Gabriel, and then gestured to his watergun. Feathers grinned and nodded.

The birds in the garden of Eden were scared out of their…well, feathers and promptly vacated the trees when a startled shout echoed around the Garden, a slight pause and then…
"BALTHAZAR GET YOU ASS BACK HERE!"

And then there was laughter. Happy laughter.

It was the sound laughing the brought Feathers back to consciousness as she sat there, huddled under Gabriel's arm. She could feel her clothes sticking to her back, her heart was still beating around the poison that would kill any normal human being. She rested her head back on Gabriel's strong but safe chest. She wanted to crawl into a hole and tell the rest of the world to bugger off.

Chuck was the first one to react. He stood up slowly, his eyes never left Alistair. Balthazar's eyes were wide. What had happened? What had he missed? He looked over at Michael, who was staring at Lucifer. Why? What had Lucifer done? It was all Alistair. Balthazar edged over to Gabriel. Castiel threw himself at his elder brothers legs. Balthazar looked down at the four year old. He ran a hand through the boys thick black hair. Gabriel pulled both of his little brothers back down. He yanked Balthazar into his arms by his shirt. "Gabe!" Balthazar whimpered in a voice that was close to tears. Gabriel kissed his head, thanking his Father over and over again for bringing him back. A sudden anger took Gabriel over. He shook his younger brother by the shoulders.

"Don't scare me like that! If you ever ever pull an act like that again, I will cover your fricking bedroom floor with lego and make you walk around bare foot and BLINDFOLDED!"

Balthazar smiled tightly. "Yeah. Alright. I'll try not to die."

"Gabriel…" Feathers whispered, looping her arm in his, half hiding her face in his shoulder. He looked over at her, pausing only to caress her cheek with his thumb. It was then that he noticed what she was looking at. Lucifer was standing there. Alistair by his side.

"Luci! Watch out—"
"No, Gabriel." Michael said, in a voice that had a background of deep sadness to it.

"Wha—" Gabriel looked from Michael to Lucifer and then to Michael again. "What's going on?"

"Yes, Lucifer." Chuck growled, looking at his second born son with an anger that Gabriel had never seen before. "What's going on?"

The blonde smiled. He didn't say a thing. Didn't do anything. Just smiled.

"So, uh. You gunna plan on getting out of here anytime soon?" Miko said, as he casually floated upside down, cross-legged; holding his baseball cap on his head with his fingerless-gloved hand. Jiah looked up. Squinting a little. He then looked down and once more rested his head in his hands sorrowfully. "There is no way out."

Miko raised his eyebrows. Atleast he seemed to. It was hard to tell when he was upside down. "You could try the door." Jiah looked over. Apparently noticing the door for the first time. Miko blinked in dismay and floated back the right way up. "You're not exactly Steve Jobs but I'm sure even you could manage that."

"Who's Steve Jobs?"

Miko rolled his eyes. "It's 1983, isn't it?...hm…give it a few years and It'll make sense."
Jiah stared at his dead friend for a few moments. "Whatever that means" He muttered to himself as he got to his feet. He was halfway to the door, taking shaky, cautious steps when he stopped. "What if it's locked?"

Miko pinched the top of his nose and closed his eyes, he took a deep breath and opened his mouth to speak, but stopped to shake his head when he saw Jiah staring at the door with a confused expression on his face. Questioning its existence.

"I-I don't even think it's real, M."

"You think it's a wall?"

"Uh-huh."

"I feel like the friggin white rabbit here. Look, if it is a wall the worst thing that could happen is that you end up on Platform Nine and ¾ . No biggie. Just open the door."

"Platform what?" Now Jiah had a seriously confused look on his face.

"Once again, give it a few years. Let's go already!"

"Isn't it obvious?" Alistair said, stepping forward. Chuck stood his ground, staring the demon right in its black eyes. "Lucifer was testing us. Seeing if his new creations were intact. I do hope we lived up to your expectations, sir."

Lucifer nodded. "Oh, you did."

Michael was shaking with anger. "Brother, how could you?!" Lucifer's eyes locked with his elder brothers. Michael was seething. "You made demons…demons you created preform experiments on your own family?!"

Lucifer looked down at Feathers. "I wouldn't exactly call all of them family." Gabriel tightened his grip on her. "Fuck off, dick." He growled. Balthazar held Castiel to him. The little boy had his hands over his eyes. When the shouting escalated a little Balthazar pressed his hands over his little brothers ears. Both Balthazar and Gabriel were used to the sound of arguing. It amazed Balthazar that Michael and Lucifer put up with each other long enough to find them. But Balthazar couldn't stand it when Castiel was there. He was four years old. He didn't have to hear this.
"Balthy…." There was the sound of a sniffle.
Balthazar closed his eyes. "Sssh Cassy…"
"I don't want Mikey and Luci to fight….I don't want everyone to leave" the little angel hiccupped, shaking in his elder brothers arms.
"Don't worry Cas. No matter what happens….No matter what actions Dad takes….Cassy look at me…..No matter what….You've always got little old me, understand?"
The little boy nodded, and; like he normally did when Balthazar told him something, did what his four year old mind told him to do. Repeated it.
"Yes." He snuggled into Balthazar's chest, closing his eyes behind his hands again. "I'll always have you."

"I cant believe you…." Gabriel began, shaking his head. Lucifer made a move to walk over to him, But Chuck shoved him back. "You are not going anywhere near them." Lucifer's gaze locked with his Fathers. The man he had respected all his life. He looked back at Gabriel. "I wouldn't let them hurt you, Little One. I would never let them hurt you."

Tears rolled down Gabriel's face. "But you let them hurt Feathers?! And Jiah?! And Balthazar?! Your own fucking brother! You wont let them hurt me. You really think I give a shit? I'd die for them! -"

"Gabriel. Enough." Chuck mumbled. Casting his fourth born…his little jelly bean, an apologetic glance. Lucifer smiled. "Oh little brother, you were always so oblivious weren't you? You never really understood what was going on. 'stop arguing. Dad Mike and Luci are arguing again. I hate it when they argue'" Lucifer rolled his eyes into the back of his head as he imitated Gabriel. Gabriel averted his eyes.
Lucifer wasn't stopping there. "You were so focused on feeling sorry for yourself that you never even noticed what we were arguing about! Father expects us to bow down and worship these…humans. And he expects us to do there bidding? We're the superior race! They are ants compared to us!"

Gabriel shook his head. Shut up shut up shut up.

Lucifer was nowhere near finished with his little brother. "But no. No you go off to school with your little girlfriend and you try and pretend that things are all better. They're not. They never were. Things have never been the same since Mom left."

"I said that's enough!" Chuck roared, his voice echoed around the containment cell. Lucifer whirled on his Father. "You know what, you can just shut up."
"Lucifer!" Michael shouted, in a horrified voice.

"Stop. Stop it right now." Everyone looked at Gabriel. He was standing up, hands clenched into fists. "Stop arguing right now or I….please." He sounded on the verge of tears. And it broke Chuck's heart. "You know, I don't blame Raphael for leaving home. Five years. Five years I've been caught in the middle of this SHIT! Who gives a damn about having to respect the humans. Dad made 'em….Dad made us. Do either of you even stop and think." He looked from one brother to the other. "Do you even think about what it's doing to them?!" He pointed at Balthazar and Castiel. "Do you know how many times Balth's been scared? Huh? Scared of you. No-one should be scared of their big brothers…" He glanced a Feathers, before looking at Michael and Lucifer again, both had shocked, pale expressions on their faces. Gabriel, fun loving, care free, bubbly Gabriel was screaming his heart out at them.

"You know I'm starting to think you don't even care. I wish…I wish I could stay here. On earth. Because I don't want to see you and you," He pointed at each of his brothers. "tearing at each other's throats every hour of every. Fucking. Day!" Gabriel had run out of things to say. His chest was rising and falling as he gasped for air. He had been holding onto that for five years. And damn it made him feel good. ….It also made him feel sick. He slid down the glass to the floor. Fingers tangling in his hair as he sobbed. Castiel tried to raise his head, but Balthazar pushed him back down. "You don't need to see this, Little'un. Close your eyes."

Castiel had his hands over his ears, Balthazar placed his own hands over the top. Balthazar had stopped crying a long time ago. He was just watching now. Watching with a pain in his heart and a sick feeling in his stomach.

Lucifer took a step forward towards Gabriel. The anger was clear on his face. "You disloyal little shit!" He waved a hand, and then clenched it into a fist.

Gabriel felt a jolt, he let out a little gasp…and then a cry of pain. He could feel his grace constricting itself in Lucifer's grip.

And That Was When He Started Screaming.