Five angels appeared around us, each of them holding an angel blade. I widened my eyes as Dean hit the break, almost hitting one of them. Not that it would do any good, they would just get pissed.
«I thought they couldn't find us», Sam stated and looked around our surroundings.
«Probably some human gossiper told them», I said and stepped out of the car, carrying a blade in my sleeve.
«Abby, the hell are you doing?» Dean hissed.
«Giving you the chance to flee. Go, and find them!» I said and glanced at the awaiting angels.
Sam and Dean nodded reluctantly, but did as I asked and drove away. I slowly stepped forward and faced the others calmly.
«So, you're here to take me to my brother, am I right?» I questioned and scanned them with my eyes.
There were a few I hadn't seen before, and some were slightly familiar. But there was one I could fully recognize: Raziel. But it was someone else whom stepped forward.
«Michael is asking you to come with him, for that is what is right», she said.
I snorted at what she'd said. I, of course, wouldn't. Not with the knowledge about the keys, or the Horsemen. We wouldn't need Michael to stop the Apocalypse anymore.
«Right. Well, tell my brother that I won't give out my services for him», I replied.
«He knew you would say that. And he told us if you were unwilling to come, we'd have to force you», the angel said.
I laughed at her words, because they were pointless.
"Fine. But then you've to bring my dead body to him, and I'm quite sure he wouldn't want that."
"But you don't need a vessel to pledge your allegiance to him. Just your words», another one reminded me, looking like an ophanim.
"Well then, at least I won't back down without a fight", I responded and dropped the blade into my hand while standing in position, ready to attack or defend.
I could feel my wings were outspread to its maximum while everything around me got a sharper look, like through a lens. But the angels didn't back away by my challenge. Instead, all of them went toward me, all at once. I swung the blade and parried one blow, while almost getting hit by another and kicked another in the gut with as much strength I could use. As the angel hit my arm, I grabbed her wrist and yanked her down on the ground. I turned to her and stabbed her right below an organ, enough to weak her for a long time, but not to kill. Another killed sibling was the last I wanted if it wasn't necessary. The angel I knew as Sandalphon, slashed at my neck, but hit my cheekbone instead, before she got an angel's blade in her stomach as Nakir attacked and I dodged. She cried out in pain and got a hit on her kidney and fell down on the ground too. The ophanim angel threw a punch right below my lungs, making me lose air. As I choked for oxygen, Nakir swiped his feet below mine, making me fall and lose more air when the back of my head hit the ground. Blood was oozing out from my wounds and head, while I was gasping for air, I looked into Nakir's eyes as he prepared for the fatal blow. As the blade went in motion, I closed my eyes, only to see dying Grace through my eyelids.
«Traitor!» the ophanim angel shouted at someone before I opened them.
I hadn't seen wrong. Nakir was dead beside me, while Raziel stared at our fallen brother in shock, like he couldn't believe it had been him who'd killed him. In a second, I rose and grabbed the blade while watching the ophanim quietly. The angel stared at Raziel with eyes cold as ice, before he flew away, perhaps to get some others.
«We have to go», Raziel said.
I stared at him, still quite stunned that he'd killed an angel, and disobeyed. Raziel had never disobeyed, never done something that was against the orders.
«I know where», I replied after a silent moment.
«Follow me.»
Before I could fly away, he grabbed my hand gently, making me interrupt the flying and stare at him confused.
«What?» I questioned.
«Your ribs. I cannot find you, if you won't help me», he explained.
Oh right, Cas and the sigils.
«Hold my hand, and let me guide», I said and zapped to the Campbell's house.
The place itself wasn't angels proofed, but with some chalk and sigils, they wouldn't find him.
I went around the house and found some pencils to draw the sigils, while Raziel stood where he stood, frozen, paralyzed.
«That's about it. I put sigils on the house, drawn a few banishing ones, things you should avoid. I'm quite sure they won't find us now, I hope», I told him and threw myself on the dusty couch.
The place really hadn't been used since we'd been there, and that had been 1978. I waved with my hand as I used a bit of my mojo to try to get rid of some of the dust, since we were going to be in there for awhile. Raziel still stood where he stood, unaffected by my ''cleaning'', while still looking slightly terrified.
«You okay?» I asked, which I later cursed myself for.
Of course he wasn't okay, he'd just killed an angel. Raziel just stared at me, unable to answer, because he probably wasn't used with expressing his emotions after billions of years.
«I don't know», he just said, still looking horrified.
«You know what? Sit down on the couch», I told him gently.
As the good soldier he was, Raziel moved to the couch and sat down, straight as a stick. I sighed, he was so much tenser and angel-y than Cas had been. Perhaps Cas had been watching humans longer than him.
«Why? » I questioned.
« Why did you rebel?»
Raziel turned and looked at me thoughtfully, like he had trouble himself figuring out why he did what he did.
«It was something in my chest, something that told me it wasn't right. And I can feel this terrible thing in me, reminding me of when I brought you to the Dungeons. I have heard humans feel like this sometimes, but not angels. Is it something wrong with me, Jophiel?» he wondered.
I shook my head. Angels having emotions wasn't really weird, not at all. All of us, Michael, Lucifer, Raphael, Gabriel and me, we all had, or still expressed emotion. It wasn't like angels didn't have any, it was more like you were suppressing it from the rest of the angels, emotions and sympathy were for the weak, according to them. Another thing that Heaven should change.
«It's nothing wrong with you, Raziel. Emotions are normal, for angels too. That's just something everyone has, even Michael and Raphael feel things, they just… don't show it that much», I explained and became sad.
What had happened with my family for the last millennia?
I could see that Raziel was about to reply, when voices began to echo in my head, in Enochian.
«Raziel has rebelled. And Jophiel is gone. We need to find them, immediately.»
I widened my eyes in surprise as the angels continued to babble. The angel radio? It worked again? Nice.
«They can't find us. Not now, not here», I informed and glanced at the sigils.
«I know», Raziel replied.
We're silent after that, just sitting there uncomfortably. At least we did, until my phone began to ring.
«Dean», I greeted after I had picked the phone up.
«Abster, you okay? Not kidnapped, or something?» he wondered and sounded slightly worried.
«No, I'm fine. Kind of. Almost got killed by an angel, but got saved by another one», I told and glanced at the Raziel, whom seemed to listen at our conversation.
«Cas? Did you find Cas?» Sam asked baffled.
«No. Raziel. You know, the tall one», I informed.
«The Australian angel? That dude?»
Raziel looked at me confused as I smiled sheepishly at him. I had described Raziel to them while I hadn't known anything about my life as Jophiel , which had made me describe him as an angel with Australian accent.
«Yeah. We're kind of hiding right now. Anyway, have you two found anything? Anything about Pestilence?» I questioned.
«…We've got some help», Sam began slowly.
«Please, Moose. The best you could do for me is to give me some credit», some guy with British accent complained in the background.
In confusion, I wrinkled my forehead, until I realized who it was: Crowley. And why was Crowley with them? After everything?
«Crowley? Crowley is there with you?» I demanded.
Even if I couldn't see them in real life, I knew my brothers were looking at each other horrified. Something that amused me a bit.
«He came to us. Not the opposite. But we're getting closer», Dean said, like he was trying to calm me down.
«Dean, I'm not pissed for you working with Crowley. Just… be careful. He's a demon, after all.»
«Don't be so rude, wings», Crowley called, making me roll my eyes.
«I'll think about it next time, Crowrey», I said and smirked.
«Really? Thought angels could better», he dared.
I raised my eyebrow in challenge as Raziel began to look slightly worried.
«It's okay, Raziel. A demon is just hurting my honor», I joked, something he didn't seemed to like.
«Where is that thing? Let me take care of him, for ever hurting you», he said gravelly, something that made me widen my eyes confused.
«You say that, other wing guy. You really know how to make my thingies tingle», Crowley said and snorted.
«Uh… I think we should hang up, before they begin to strangle each other over the phone», Sam suggested, making me nod in agreement.
«Yeah. I'll call you when I can. I just need to help an angel how to survive», I said and hung up.
The angel watched me confused while I put the cellphone in my jeans pocket and stretched my body tiredly.
«What are you doing?» he asked me.
I spread my wings to the fullest and then let them fall down loosely on each side of me, like three pairs of dark big blankets with stars.
«I'm feeling tired, Raziel. It's a human thing, we need sleep», I explained to him and shifted so I laid on the sofa instead of sitting on it.
Luckily, it was quite big, so I didn't have to rest my feet on Raziel. And slowly, I drifted off into sleep. It would be one thing I'd later miss with being human, sleeping.
«You two, stop visit my dreams, for goodness' sake!» I exclaimed annoyed and glared at the burning wings flapping, before a boy appeared with them on his back.
But it wasn't just any guy, it was:
«Adam», I whispered stunned and stared at the winged boy, his eyes showing the angel's real age.
"You took him as your vessel, I see", I said and eyed Michael thoughtfully.
"There was no other option, since your other brother refused, even though he knows it's the only way", he stated.
"Michael, I know your choice of vessels is low, don't even get me started on that. What I want to know is why everyone's visiting my dreams. Seriously, first Lucifer, then you. What's next? Raphael? Dad?" I said sarcastically.
Michael snorted at my comment while smirking slightly.
"Very funny. Don't you remember? The sigils on your ribs, you're aware that they prevent me, or any angel from finding you. So the only way in contacting you, is through your dreams", he told, something I already knew.
"I mean, why are you even trying to convince me? You know I won't, and you'll have to kill me, which you can do, because I can say 'yes' anyway. So why even waste mojo on this?"
His wings flapped in annoyance as I raised my eyebrow. Seriously, what'd he say as a response now?
"I still don't want you to be hurt. You're still my sister", he said.
"You could have told that to Zachariah before he gave me to Thaddeus", I mumbled hurt.
But I had done the same thing to Gadreel…
"What do you want me to do? I can let Raziel and Castiel come back without any consequences, I can let Gadreel go free from his punishment. Just say what you want, and a yes, and I will do as you ask. And we can be together, as a family."
I crossed my arms and shot him a dead serious look. Having Cas, Gadreel and Raziel safe was something that I really wanted, but I still remembered Cas' look after I had told him about perhaps joining Michael. He'd never forgive me if I said 'yes'.
"No. Because I won't fight. And right now, I'd like wake up", I stated and closed my eyes, and found myself back in the couch, where Raziel still sat where he'd sat the last hours.
"Have you been there the whole time, without doing a thing?" I questioned.
The angel nodded slowly as I rose out from the sofa and stretched out my body with small yawn.
"All right, let's start with how to survive: one important thing to know if you going to blend in along the humans, is that you don't say anything about the supernatural. Not at all. Don't say you're an angel, or that the Apocalypse looms over us. Nada", I began.
"Another good thing might be that you use hex bags or anything else to hide from Heaven. Perhaps not now, but if Lucifer gets defeated, you and Cas will be the most wanted in Creation. You should also keep a cellphone with you, if calling me, Cas or my brothers will be necessary", I added and waved with my cellphone. Raziel received it from me, and examined it thoughtfully. He probably did understand physically how it worked, but not the calling or texting part, not if I knew him right, or any angel for that part.
"I believe I do understand, but where can I find one?" he wondered.
"In an electronic store.", I explained and smirked slightly amused, while Raziel stared at me confused.
"I don't understand, why do I have to hand over this piece of paper, instead of money?" Raziel asked the chauffeur, who stared at him as he'd gone mad.
"That's how it is here. Now go further, there're others who want to go on, too", she muttered and snatched the ticket from the poor angel.
"Sorry, ma'am. He's… He's not used to taking the bus", I explained and smiled apologetically.
"Sure, sure. Get in too, sweetheart."
I nodded and quickly went to Raziel's side, where he stared at the seats thoughtfully.
"Which one should we take? Is there some kind of placing system here?" he questioned.
I shook my head and gently but firmly dragged him to a pair of seats, where he carefully sat down, while I almost fell down in the seat, my feet tired after walking half an hour.
"Why won't we just fly to the store, Jophiel? We're both angels and have wings", he said, too loudly.
Some people coughed loudly before glancing at us strangely, before returning to whatever they'd done before hearing Raziel.
"Rule number one: Don't mention the word 'angel' or anything supernatural in front of unaware humans", I said lowly to him and waved awkwardly to a little redheaded girl, who watched us with interest.
"Are you angels?" she asked us curiously.
Raziel was about to reply, when I quickly silenced him with a stare.
"No, sweetie. But this man here is so nice, I sometimes believe he is one", I told her and smiled kindly.
She widened her eyes and began to beam.
"Are you two married?"
I almost began to choke on the air in shock. Raziel and I? Married? Dear goodness, no.
"Do you mean if she and I are mates? Then no. She and I share a long history, but not as partners", he explained to her, which sounded extremely weird.
Who said mates anymore?
"We're siblings", I added and tried to not think about the fact that Cas technically was my brother, too.
But such things were so so much looser in Heaven than on Earth, perhaps because we weren't really related in the same ways as humans were, we just shared the same creator. Dating my Winchester brothers, or my closest celestial siblings, ugh. The girl tilted her head.
"Really? You don't look like you're siblings", she stated.
"Our mom was blonde and our dad was brown haired", I told her.
"Why did you say 'was'?" she asked me.
Shit, I hadn't exactly thought about me saying 'was'. Both John and Mary had been dead for years.
"They're… They're in Heaven together", I said, and really hoped that I wasn't lying. That they really were in Heaven, and not somewhere else. Like Hell.
"Do you miss them?"
I nodded sadly.
"Yeah, every day. Hey, uh, what's your name?" I asked her.
"Anna", she replied, making me widen my eyes surprised, and also feel sad.
It had been around three months since Anael had died. And still was there, nagging on my conscience.
"What a beautiful name, Anna. My name is Abigail, and this is Raziel", I told her.
Anna raised her eyebrows surprised.
"That's my big sister's name. But she doesn't look like you, she has red hair, like me", she told.
Was destiny screwing with everyone? I was about to reply, when the bus stopped, and we're in the city.
"We've got to go now. Nice to meet you, Anna", I told her.
"You too", she replied and waved when we got off the bus.
"There're different kinds of phones, nowadays. Much more than the last century. And you can choose which kind that fits you the best. If you want one with touchscreen, or buttons, just point and I'll fix it", I explained while Raziel was examining the phones while frowning thoughtfully.
"What do you want me to choose?" he wondered.
I sighed and shook my head.
"It's not my choice to make. You get to choose what you yourself want to have. That's what free will is, what humans have and what angels should have", I told.
Raziel nodded and continued to watch the phones. It was kind of funny. Two angels walk into a phone store… Sounded almost like a really bad joke.
"I think I prefer this one", he finally told after a few minutes of looking after a phone and held up one with touchscreen.
I nodded appreciatively and put the phone onto the desk.
"Let's see… It'll be…. Holy", the man behind the desk swore and stared at us two in shock.
"Jophiel? Raziel?"
I frowned confused while Raziel eyed the man suspiciously. How the hell did he know our names? He wasn't an angel, I would feel or see it then.
"Excuse me?"
"Oh, sorry. You probably don't recognize me. The disadvantage with being trapped in a meat suit with no Grace, I guess", he said.
An angel? Here? Without Grace? Dear goodness.
"Who are you? And why aren't you an angel anymore?" I asked him.
"Malik. Your brother cut my Grace out for some years ago. Quite the dick-move, don't ya think?"
What the hell would I reply that with?
'Yeah, my brother can be a dick sometimes, I know.' That just sounded weird as hell and just… no.
"I guess", I responded instead, and paid the phone, before Raziel and I left the shop.
Angels really followed every step I took, I thought annoyed while I opened the door the the Campbell's house. And the second we came in, I knew we were in trouble. Because inside the house, stood the ophanim angel, one angel and one seraph.
"How did you find us?" I demanded while the angel blade slid down into my hand carefully.
The seraph I knew as Nathanael, stepped forward.
"We had some help with scratching off the sigils", he replied and gestured to a figure lying in the dark, with his eyes burned out.
I frowned confused, until I realized whom it was: Malik. Malik, probably killed after his services were no longer useful.
"He wanted to come back to Heaven, so that's what I did for him", Nathanael explained calmly.
Raziel glared at his former boss with anger in his eyes, while I could see him making himself ready to attack any second.
"Jophiel, you've got two choices. You already know those. Either, you can let your boy angels be welcomed back to their ranks, with a small yes. Or, I'll cut their throats out with this", he threatened and nodded to the blade.
I glanced at Raziel anxiously, but he seemed calm. Too calm, according to me. At least if he hadn't a plan. But me, I already knew the answer.
"No. And I have no idea how many times I have to say this, but no. No, no and no. I won't. And you can go and tell Michael that I will never say yes to him, or Lucifer for that part. I won't participate in his and Lucifer's little slap fight. I say it again, I, for fuck's sake, won't say yes!" I snapped.
Neither of the angels showed any sign of surprise over my small tantrum, something I was sure Michael might have warned them about.
"You made your choice, Jophiel", Nathanael replied calmly and threw a lazy look in Raziel's direction, before he attacked me myself.
I parried his blow and made a metal pipe fly into his head, making him glare at me pissed. The little time I had before defending myself, I watched Raziel fight against the ophanim and the other angel for himself. He seemed to handle it, for now. I had no had how long he could continue before the others overpowered him. Nathanael disappeared with a wingbeat, and appeared behind me, something I was aware of. Faster than any human, I spun around while trying to stab him in the chest. But I knew it wouldn't be that easy to kill a seraph, something I noticed when he blocked the hit with his arm. The blood dripped down his arm as the Grace shone inside the vessel. Close enough, for being a full-fledged seraph vs a semi Archangel. He swung at my throat while kicking my chest with enough force to break a wall. In that moment, I was really happy my angel durance had been growing the last weeks. After five curses and ten deep cuts, I punched Nathanael right in the face with all strength I had, something that made him fly into the wall and crack it.I then flew over to him, and was about to drive the blade into his heart, when he grabbed my wrist and broke it with a snap. Jolts of pain went through my body like electricity while I tried to breathe away the pain. Nathanael smirked and drove his blade into me. But not anything lethal, at least not a direct killing blow.
"Kill me!" I growled angrily while he just stared at me in victory.
"I don't think so. You fell. You need to be punished. I don't care about what Michael said. He'll be thankful when I take you to Heaven, disciplined and ready to obey", he said and snatched the blade from my hand.
I snorted at his comment, but cried out when my own blade got inside my leg and cracked the bone. Still nothing like what Thaddeus had done, I had to remind myself that. I'd rather let Nathaniel torture me for years than spend a minute with Thaddeus again. Because what he could do to inflict agony and tremendous amount of pain, no one should ever feel that. Nathaniel used the blade on me for seconds, almost like cold kisses compared to what Thaddeus had done.
"Stop!" I shouted as his hand dug inside my chest, searching for my heart with the brutality of an animal.
Everything began to blacken around me, and I knew. I was dying, I was going to die. So close… when the darkness dissolved as Raziel shoved Nathanael onto the floor.
"Go! Jophiel, go!" he shouting at me, his eyes telling me he couldn't hold the seraph any longer.
"But, what about you?" I said horrified.
"Just go!"
I nodded reluctantly and took two wingbeats, before I could see Nathanael slam an angel blade into Raziel's throat, making him glow with Grace.
"NO!" I screamed before my wings took me to Bobby's place.
I fell down on his carpet, my face streaked with blood and tears. Anna, Gabriel and now Raziel. How many more of my family would I lose?
"Someone here?" Bobby muttered, while I still laid on the floor while my wings covered me like blankets.
"Bobby", I whispered hoarsely.
He widened his eyes surprised and stared at the blood on me.
"Son of a… what the hell happened?" he demanded.
"I thought you were with that angel you knew."
I nodded slowly and pushed away a bloody piece of hair from my face, before I continued to tell him.
"Angels. They found us. Raziel…. He saved me, and got killed. Because of me. So many people have died in my family", I almost choked out while fighting against a new bunch of tears.
Bobby's face expression softened as he took my hands gently and held them.
"Abby, I don't know how it is to lose your siblings like that. Hell, I can't even imagine it. But, you gotta fight, for them. They died for a reason, don't let it be in vain now", he said.
"Now get up and shower, yer brothers will faint if they see ya."
I smiled at him faintly, before I rose completely and went to the shower, just as he'd said. He was right, they had died for a reason. And I wouldn't let it go wasted. Not this time.
A/N: Hi! Uh, this is to the anonymous Redzak I believe the name is: Can you tell me a way to contact you? It would be awesome to hear more about your opinions and to be able to reply. That's all