So, here is the end of my little story. I want to thank everyone who read and/or reviewed, especially Sekkiera for her really nice, regular reviews. They meant a lot to me. I will see what I can come up with next, after this experience I will definitely try to publish more stories. Enjoy the last chapter everyone :)

Brothers

Archangels are fierce. They are absolute. They are heavens most terrifying weapon. But beneath the shell they are so much less and so much more.

There is a garden in the center of heaven, a garden that once was all of heaven, before it was expanded when God created more angels and later when the humans came. Heaven expands every day, but that little piece of the past always stays. Untouched. Undefiled. Cared for by the gardener, carefully groomed and kept.

It is the place where the archangels grew up, where God created them and let them play. Some people see Gods throne room when they enter the garden, some see Eden, two saw the Cleveland Botanical Gardens. But beneath whatever it is you see, the garden gives you a certain feeling. There are memories long pushed away, that live here and find their way into your heart.

God giving Lucifer to Michael after creating him and Michael smiling proudly at his little brother.

Raphael snuggling between his two older brothers, in perfect happiness.

Gabriel being chased by Lucifer after pulling his latest prank, while Michael and Raphael watch laughing.

Four little angels laughing under a tree.

That is what the garden is. The archangels home. An eternity of laughter and happiness and being brothers.

That is what it all comes down to in the end. That is what connects them, what they all dream of even if they could never admit that to themselves.

Sometimes when Joshua is alone the garden, he can almost see them. Lucifer and Raphael listening to Gabriels breathless talking, while Michael watches them smiling and protective.

They never go to the garden anymore; Lucifer and Gabriel because they can“t enter heaven and Michael and Raphael because the memories are just too painful; but the garden is always there. A little paradise, at the center of heaven, waiting for the archangels to come home.

Waiting for four brothers to fulfill the dream they all share.