A New Start

Michael POV

2 weeks ago my baby brother had been killed by one of my other brothers. Even though Gabriel had run away to earth I had still kept an eye on him. I wasn't surprised when he chose the Norse god Loki as his vessel as it fit his personality perfectly, and though I didn't approve of his habits I was glad he seemed happy.

The night he died I was in my personal heaven, in the main chamber of my home, waiting for one of my siblings and news of the Winchesters. A distraught Castiel collapsed in the center of the room.

"Castiel, what's wrong?" I asked taking the small angel in my arms. He had always been a favorite of Gabriel's and though he had turned from heaven I wished him no harm.

"He's dead Michael! Lucifer killed him." He sobbed.

"Who? Balthazar?" I inquired knowing the young angel had a close relationship with the trouble maker.

"No, Gab- Gabriel. Lucifer killed Gabriel!" He cried. If I had been human my heart would have stopped, as it was I froze. Lucifer had killed our baby brother? The fledgling he had raised himself? I understood Gabriel had sided with the humans, but that was no cause to kill him. Threaten him until he came to his senses, maybe, but not kill him. I felt as if I had been stabbed myself and my hand rose to feel my chest looking for a puncture wound. I would never see Gabriel again. Never see the mischief in his eyes or that goofy smile he always had when his plan would go through. No. He was a trickster. This was some elaborate prank he was pulling to get back at me for letting him go. I had just about convinced myself when Raphael appeared with tears rolling down his face as he held our brother's limp body in his arms. Gabriel's once amazing golden wings were just ashes falling from his body and blood stained his shirt.

"It's true Michael. I found him there with his wings burnt to the ground." He whispered hoarsely.

"No, no, not Gabriel. Anyone but my baby brother. He never deserved this!" I sobbed taking his body from Raphael and cradling it close to my chest.

The next day, as the sun began to rise, we gave him a proper funeral and burnt his body assuring his rest in whatever afterlife awaits us. After we finished I went to his personal heaven which was in the shape of a meadow in the middle of a quiet forest. It was peaceful and had an air of calm that flowed through it ebbing away any stress you might be feeling, the opposite of my brother's often annoying personality. The place brought back memories that ended up causing me to break down. Once I finally got a hold of myself I left throwing myself at any distraction I could find. This became a repeated pattern everyday. I saw it as payment for all the time I had missed with him.

Now I was back again. I stood in the center of the meadow and went through all of my memories of him one by one. I remembered when I had to save him after he dyed Raphael's wings pink as a fledgling, of how no matter what he could make Lucifer smile and laugh like no one else could, of how no matter how busy he became once he received his title as messenger he would find time to visit the younger angels and tell them stories. As I remembered I realized just how much I must have hurt him.

He would try to joke with me after Lucifer and I would get in a fight and I would always yell at him to get lost. I recalled the day he finally listened.

He had offered me some candy after I had stormed away from an argument with Raphael not long after the war with Lucifer.

"It's the greatest thing the humans have made yet!" He had encouraged.

"Sometimes I wish you would go to Earth and never come back. We'd all be happier then because all you do here is annoy." I stated calmly though I was still furious inside.

"You don't mean that Mike, you're just mad." He countered with a laugh, his voice barely revealing the pain I had caused with my words.

"Yes, I do. You just make things worse with your nonsense." I hissed turning and leaving him standing there alone shock coating his features. The next morning Zachariah had announced that Gabriel was missing and I felt guilt and regret fill my heart. Leaving heaven I easily found him on Earth talking to some pagan gods.

"Don't you have family that will miss you?" One asked in response to something I was absent for and I almost butted in and revealed myself, but Gabriel spoke first.

"Please! My brothers would probably celebrate my death. All I am is an annoyance to them and apparently I just make things worse." He mocked with certainty. My heart broke into a million pieces at my own words and I flew back to heaven telling the others I could find him. I hoped he would be happier among the pagans then he must have been dealing with me. After a year everyone else stopped looking and simply declared him another casualty. Now I wished I had dragged him back and told him how much I cared about him and that my anger was misplaced, but it was too late.

"I'm sorry brother. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me. I'm sorry I drove Lucifer to become the way he is today. I'm sorry I wasn't a good brother to you. Most of all I'm sorry I didn't explain how much you meant to me when I had the chance. I was too busy with Lucifer and then the apocalypse that I didn't realize you were slipping away from me. I hope you know, knew, how much I loved you. Still love you. You're my baby brother and I let you down. I'm sorry." I sobbed. Then I looked up to the sky.

"Please Father, bring Gabriel back. Give me a chance to fix things with him. Give my baby brother back. I'll do anything." I begged then broke down into sobs again.

"So, Pops decided that I should come back." I heard a voice in front of me say. My head whipped up and I froze. Gabriel stood there looking like nothing had happened.

"Gabriel?" I asked sure I had finally lost it. He snorted and rolled his eyes.

"No, I'm Castiel. I just took this form to torture you. Yes, it's me dork!" he chuckled dryly. I tackled him into a hug hiding my face in his shoulder to try to muffle the sobs.

"I'm so sorry, Gabe. So so sorry. Please, forgive me brother. Please. Don't ever leave me again. I'm sorry." I cried. I wouldn't be able to live without him again.

"I forgive you, Michael, and I'm not going anywhere. It's alright bro, of course I forgive you. You're my brother and I love you. Shh." He comforted me. After some time I pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. I saw joy, hope, and love.

"I love you too. I don't tell you enough." I mumbled causing Gabriel to laugh and the sound lifted my heart.

"I hear it all the same, plus, I heard your little spiel a couple minutes ago. Who knew you were such a softy?" He teased. I couldn't muster up enough outrage at his comment I was too overjoyed to have my brother back.

"I'm so glad to have you back, Brother. What would I do with out you here to annoy me?" I teased back halfheartedly. He thought for a moment before answering.

"Cry like a baby until Dad brings me back again?" He offered. I frowned.

"You're never going to let that go are you?" I questioned. He smirked mischievously and nodded.

"Never." he agreed. I just sighed and smiled. It was a small price to pay to have my baby brother back home with me where he belonged.

I love reviews like Michael likes God, so hit me up. Next up is Lucifer then Raphael and finally Castiel. Love ya- AngelicZombieCat aka Author of this fic.