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Sam and Dean stared at me for good couple of minutes. And after awhile (which was for me ten seconds) I got uncomfortable.
I didn't want them to think I was different. I was still Abigail Winchester, their little sister.
"Please, stop stare at me, it's awkward. I'll tell you later", I said tiredly.
Dean was the first the reply actually, I had thought it would be Sam.
"You make it sound so simple."
"It's quite simple, really. If you skip the details, at least", I told.
Sam raised his eyebrows along with Dean, but none of them protested. I turned and watched Gabriel, who had that little smile tugging at his lips.
"I think I would like you to bring Cas back from where you have him, big brother", I said.
"Oh, am I, little sister?" he replied.
"I think my threat in TV Land still applies here", I told and smiled like 'do it, you son of a bitch'.
I loved him, I really did, but sometimes, you just had to throw in that little punch. He knew I wouldn't do it, perhaps.
Gabriel stared at me, before he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. From nowhere, Cas appeared, still bloody. I walked to his side and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Cas, you okay?" I asked him.
"I'm fine. Hello, Gabriel", he said and glared slightly at him.
Not me to judge, Gabriel seemed to have put him in a horror movie or something.
"Hey, bro. How's the search for Daddy going? Let me guess. Awful", Gabriel said rudely, making both me and Cas glare at him.
I didn't know where Dad was, but I knew he was alive and that we maybe could find him. He was Dad, after all.
"Okay, we're out of here. Come on, guys", Dean told us and turned to walk away.
I cast a look on Gabriel before I turned too. Guilt weighed in my chest. Should I free him or not?
"Uh… Okay. Guys? So, so what? Huh? You're just gonna, you're gonna leave me here forever?" Gabriel questioned and sounded quite desperate.
We all turned and looked at him.
"No. We're not, 'cause we don't screw with people the way you do. And for the record? This isn't about some prize fight between your brothers and Abby, or some destiny that can't be stopped. This is about you being too afraid to stand up to your family!" Dean yelled before he activated and fire alarm.
"Don't say I never did anything for you."
I looked at my brother one last time, before I left. And I was sure that I had seen him shed one tear.
"All that stuff he was spouting in there, you think it was the truth?" Dean asked me while leaning against the Impala.
I shrugged.
"He believes it, and so did I", I told them.
"So what do we do?" Dean wondered.
"I don't know", I answered.
"Well I'll tell you one thing. Right about now I wish I was back in a TV show", Dean said to us.
I nodded before I got into the car, with Cas flying away to find Dad.
"So… Archangel, huh?" Dean said while we sat on the hood while drinking beer.
I nodded and took a swig.
"Yup, but I'm still me", I added.
"You wanna tell us, about…" Sam started.
"Everything? Yeah. I just want you guys to know something for sure, we were happy. Before. In Heaven. And Lucifer, he wasn't like he is now, not really. None of us were like we are now…."
"How am I going to create light, Lucifer? I don't understand our Father's request. I am of the Night, not Light", I stated and watched the great Nothing, infused with what Father called matter.
Lucifer smiled and put one of his wings around me.
"These lights won't be like any other light Father will create. They will light up and beautify the Night even more than it already is. And as you said: You're of the Night, so it's only right that you shall create it", he said kindly.
I nodded slowly and spread my wings while beginning to make the matter collide with itself into something. The atoms, which Father also called them, created huge explosions, much much bigger than ourselves, before they collected themselves into burning sphere-formed gas.
Lucifer had been right, they really made the Night much more beautiful.
"What will you call them, sister?"
I looked at my work proudly before turning to look at Lucifer.
"Stars. I shall call them stars."
"You made the stars, with your wings?" Dean asked astonished and looked like he tried to imagine it.
I sighed, he had interrupted me at least two times now.
"Yes, and it didn't look like I was spreading glitter in the cosmos. It was kind of like creating exploding energy that turned into a ball of light", I explained and took a new swig.
"What do you think about them?" Raphael asked me while we and the rest of our brothers flew back and forth to take care of our youngest brothers and sisters.
Even though they were older than Earth (which had existed for a long time, but not very long compared to me or my brothers), they still needed training to be able to carry out Father's orders and messages.
"They seem to become good soldiers", I answered and watched the angel Castiel who was standing beside an angel of his garrison named Uriel.
Father had told us to take care of the groups until they could handle themselves. And what I saw, it wasn't much more time left.
"I agree, but since they are much weaker than us, shouldn't we watch over them always?" he asked me.
I shook my head and focused on Lucifer, who was helping a very young angel to fly.
"They may be weaker than us, brother, but Father said that they will be fine and strong when they are old enough. I promise, brother, they will be okay", I said and touched his electric blue wingtip with my dark.
"Raphael, Jophiel, Father wants us to come to his throne room", Lucifer informed and shook his wings, something he could do sometimes.
"Where is Gabriel and Michael?" Raphael asked.
"They are already there. We must hurry, he told he wanted us to come as fast as possible."
I spread my wings and appeared the Throne Room, where Father sat and Michael and Gabriel stood kneeled in front of him.
"Father", all of us said while our heads down to the floor.
"Rise, my children. Let us go down to Earth", he told us.
We all obeyed and flew down to Earth, where Father had created land, water, night, day, birds, creatures of sea. And it was beautiful. In a lot of different ways too.
"You have done it wonderful, Father", I complimented him.
"Thank you, my daughter. I have called you here, because I want you to help me to create animals", he told us.
"How does an animal look like, Father?" Michael asked him.
"That is what you can decide, Michael", Father answered and raised his hands.
"Let the land produce living creatures according to their kinds: the livestock, the creatures that move along the ground, and the wild animals, each according to its kind", he said and suddenly, the lands were full of animals in different shapes and sizes.
The second they had come into existence, I knew all of their names. Every one of the creatures he had made was stunning in their own way, but I felt like it could be needed some other species.
An animal started to form in my head. A beautiful four legged animal with a long snout and not too long ears, a furry tail…
"Let there be wolves, who shall howl to the moon at night, so everyone can hear them", I said.
And then they came into existence. I decided that it would be different races, some bigger or furrier than others.
"They are very beautiful creatures", Lucifer told me when a wolf watched us, before walking away with the rest of her pack.
"Thank you, brother", I thanked.
I was very happy that we had taken on a smaller size to not harm any animal.
That had accidentally happened when Gabriel would visit the Earth when Father had created huge beasts called Dinosaurs. They had sadly gotten extinct, since Father decided to create something else. There was still a huge crater after that event.
"Can I, Father?" Raphael asked.
"Be my guest, son."
"Let there be tigers, who shall be excellent predators and respected", he told clearly.
And so, they appeared. The tigers were big but had a lovely fur with stripes.
"Very good, now, Lucifer", Father said and nodded toward him.
"Let there be peacocks, with stunning feathers to behold", he told, and then they were.
One of them spread out their tail and revealed to us colorful feathers with eyes.
"Remarkable, brother", I said.
"And you, Michael", Father said.
"Let there be lions, big and majestic, who shall rule the savannah", he told.
A big pack of lions appeared with glistering golden fur, their color reminding me of my youngest older brother's wings.
"Good, Michael. Gabriel", Father said and looked at Gabriel, who seemed to be in deep thought.
"I know now!" he exclaimed and raised his hand to snap his fingers.
Suddenly, a strange creature with the bill of a duck, feet of an otter, the fur and tail of a beaver appeared.
"What is that?" I asked surprised over the creature's appearance.
"This is a platypus", he told us proudly and held up it.
"Where can we have them?"
Father, who never had been speechless, was it for a second before he straightened up.
"It is very pretty, Gabriel", he said and smiled.
"Let us have them in what I shall call Australia with my other special creations."
"Wait, so, Gabriel created the platypus? No wonder why they look so weird", Dean interrupted, again, making me roll my eyes.
"Yes, he did, and believe me, my other brothers got really or very stunned of it", I told and smiled at the memory.
With human emotions, I could experience my memories with stronger feelings, sometimes in a positive but sometimes in a negative way. Like when Lucifer fell… Or everything else.
"Abby, you said that your brothers changed, but you didn't say why", Sam reminded me kindly.
I nodded slowly.
"Yeah, they changed. We all changed. It was after the complete evolution of Humanity. You", I said softly.
"Don't get me wrong. I loved you. The second the first humans were placed in the Garden and we're allowed to speak with you, I did it. I was in Eden, guarding the Tree of Life, watching joyfully how Adam and Lilith interacted in the Garden. I even befriended them", I told, smiling sadly at the memories.
"Then the War came. With Lucifer not standing Dad's creation, he rebelled. Asked us to stand by his side. But none of us did that. Because that had been His orders, and I loved Humanity. Gabriel left, but you already know that, of course.
But then… after everything, when Lucifer tricked Gadreel, entered the Garden, twisted Lilith's soul, making you sin for the first time. Father… He ordered Michael to cast down Lucifer to the Cage, and me to drive out Adam and Eve from Eden. So I that's what I did. I threatened Adam, my friend, and Eve with a flaming sword, driving them out from Eden, their eyes filled with tears."
I sighed heavily and continued again. Memories, so different with a human body, so… intense. Everything was still so crystal clear, I could almost relive it over again.
"Then… I locked up Gadreel, on Father's orders. Hearing him scream and beg for forgiveness, the feeling when hearing that… it's indescribable. You see, he's one of the oldest angels in Creation, not counting my older brothers or I, and the first angel I raised, and I basically condemned him to an eternity of torture. Locking Gadreel up… It felt like locking up someone who's like my little brother and son. Then Dad left, leaving all of us, Michael, Raphael and me, weeping and pleading for him to come back. It took a century for us to truly come back from that, and begin to rule the universe. And that was when all of us changed."
Regret, shame. All of it, rushing into me at once. If I just could do a do-over…
"My brothers, like I told you before, they weren't like they're now. We grew colder, harsher. I began to hold a grudge against you, believing you to be the reason for my little brother's eternal torture, Dad leaving us, Lucifer falling from the whole beginning. You have no idea how many times I could have gotten down to Earth, whisper in people's ears, answering their prayers, telling them that they're loved, that they're beautiful. How things could perhaps been different then. But I never did. And that is one of my greatest regrets, not being there for Humanity."
Sam and Dean were silent and seemed to try to think what to say. Not that I judged them, I spilled out some pretty old things about my past. Seeing my brother fall from Heaven, locking Gadreel up, betraying Humanity, it still was inside me like a never closing wound. And I would bear it as long as I lived, which was probably forever.
"Abby, I gotta ask you, and this is going to be kind of déjà vu for me, but why did you fall? If you held a grudge against us, why becoming one of us? And why haven't you gotten hunted?" Dean asked me.
I shrugged.
"I knew the Apocalypse would happen the next century, so, I don't know, I wanted to flee from all of it, I guess. Do a Gabriel, kind of. And Michael probably didn't want anyone to know that an Archangel had fallen, again.
But the thing with Archangels, is that our Grace can't really disappear like regular angels. It will come back, to the End, I know that. It'll go quicker if I choose one side. Don't ask how, I don't know myself, actually. And I'm an Archangel."
"Well, your family is quite messed up and would need some Dr. Phil", Dean replied, making me laugh.
"I think you're right, the Winchesters and Heaven need some therapy.