13

David Castiel Winchester was 45 when he lost both of his parents to something as simple and human as a car crash. Even though he was hitting middle age his angelic grace had stopped him aging at 25. So when he stood over his parents graves crying large wet tears he looked no older then a college kid. He didn't have a wife, a girlfriend or even a large array of friends who could be here with them. His entire life was in the ground in front of him. But he wasn't resentful, he was content. David knew his entire life that he had been born to do something very important and as soon as he did this one thing he would get to it.

Taking one last glance at his parents graves David flexed his large wings and flew to heaven for the first and last time. He wore a golden feather around his neck, as he always did, and it glowed brightly as he approached a single door in an empty hallway. Taking a deep breath he opened the door and peeked inside.

Gabriel was flying, large golden wings spread out around him as he flew higher and higher into the air. Snow was on the ground laying in the grass watching him with wide eyes. She was younger then David remembered her, her long black hair blowing in the breeze as she watched the archangel swoop and dive in the wind. With a whoop and laugh he let himself fall to the ground before flaring his wings at the last second to land gracefully over his wife.

"You are beautiful." Snow said placing her hand on his cheek. She kissed him tenderly and Gabriel wrapped his arms around her and rolled them in the grass. Snow was laughing and Gabriel peppered her face and neck with kisses. David smiled to himself. He took one long last look and then shut the door.

"Can I help you sir?" a soft voice came from David's shoulder. He turned and quickly saw a tall blonde haired angel looking at him quizzically. He was smiling but his eyes were tense.

"Just checking something." he shook his head.

"I haven't seen you here before." the angel said.

"Its my first time." David agreed. The angel raised his eyebrows but David ignored him. He placed his forehead on the door and closed his eyes.

"Good bye Mom, Dad." he sighed and then he turned to the angel behind him.

"Who are you?" the angel asked.

"My name is Winchester." David replied and immediately the angel lost his eyebrows in his hairline.

"I…uh…" the angel muttered while he subtly tried to reach into his coat.

"I wouldn't go for that if I were you." David warned him. He let the silver blade that Gabriel had given him recently slide into his hand and held it up.

"Where did you get an archangel blade?" the angel asked in shock.

"Just a gift from my father. Now you're going to turn around and let me leave aren't you?" he said. The angel nodded quickly.

"Go to your friends, colleagues, co workers, anyone. Tell them I'm going to lock heaven and that any angel who doesn't want to be caged in here should fall." David told him and the angel fled.

David had meant to leave heaven then, he wasn't sure if the angel would go for back up or actually spread the word, but he didn't want to be here longer then he needed to be. But then he felt a pull, a weird belly sensation that led him to a doorway down another long corridor. David put his hand on the doorknob hesitantly. When he opened the door and looked inside he was immediately met with the burst of fire works.

"Lookit Sammy!" came a deep voice full of joy. David stepped inside and shut the door looking around as three men were leaning back against a sleek black car with beers in their hands and watching some fireworks. David recognized the car, it was the '67 Impala that his mother had given him the keys to when he graduated high school. His father's car.

"Yes Dean, I saw the first hundred." the tall man with long brown hair said smiling to his brother. In between them sitting stiffly was a man in a trench coat.

"What do you think Cas?" Dean asked the man before slinging his arm around his shoulder. Cas, Castiel if David had to guess, smiled at Dean before laying his head on his shoulder.

"They're beautiful Dean." he replied. David kept quiet with his hand on the door knob as he looked as his three fathers. He could see himself in each of their features and his eyes teared up. Quickly he turned and left before anyone could notice him there. He shut the door and leaned back against it with tears in his eyes.

When he was able to compose himself David straightened and flexed his shoulders to get his wings working again. Giving one last look at the door behind him he flew back to earth and got into his car. The deep rumble of the engine was a soothing as ever but David had other things on his mind. Like now that he knew his parents, all of them, were happy in heaven he was going to do what he had been born to do. Sealing up heaven and hell would take all his strength but with the golden feather around his neck as his guide he would do it.

"THE WARDEN IS COMING!"