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Islington resisted the urge to growl angrily when he heard that someone had attempted to complete his mission, though the small rumble shook in his throat momentarily. “Did he succeed..?” the fallen angel asked coldly.
Had Islington just growled? Perhaps he held the same hatred he did for Castiel and what he did. Despite not having much contact with this sibling, he felt safe. "Not all the Angels are dead."
One has found the Angel
“I have too. It’s… difficult to manage without being surrounded by them.”
"Family, no? It's hard to leave it behind."
“Mr Singer. A pleasure to meet you too, my name is Ambriel.”
“Well what can I do ya for Ambriel, is there a reason ya just appeared in my house. Im going to say its safe to say your a angel, cause only they just pop in with no say.” he said looking at the male in front of him.
"I'm looking for Castiel." With Mr Singer being an ally of his brother, he assumed the man would know of his whereabouts.
Three have found the Angel
He set Dean down on the bed, going to check Sam. If John Winchester found him, he would die for certain.
Dean curled up in a ball saying sleepily, “If Sammy needs his diaper changed there are diapers in a bag in the bathroom along with all the supplies, I’m gonna take a nap now.”
With that Dean closed his eyes and fell asleep a couple minutes latter snoring softly and completely unaware of anything happening.
He smiled softly, shifting Dean into the bed and pulling the covers around him. Then came Sam. He changed him and gave him some food before playing with him for a little while.
The False Father (or Mother?) had found the Angel
“We…we’re family. Does that mean nothing to anyone anymore?”
“I don’t know. I’ve gotten too used to my family being my enemy I think.”
"Castiel, you're loving to a fault. And you're my sibling. I want to hate you but I can't because we're family."
Two have found the Angel
“It isn’t doubt, Ambriel. Merely fact.”
"Well, who did?"
"Never mind. I'm too young to understand."
Two have found the Angel
Gabriel grinned, tucking his face against Ambriel’s shoulder. ”I’m glad. So, party time, I vote we have a little cultural education in the name of bonding. ” He studied him for a moment. ”So. Television. Movies. Human distraction things, which are a-mazing, by the way. Have you see any you care for in particular?”
Party. Such a human thing. To celebrate a menial holiday with food and family and games. Obviously Gabriel had other ideas. His 'parties' would consist of booze, girls and all the candy he could get his hands on.
"I like these." He replied, holding up the packet of cigarettes. "Apart from that, I haven't indulged in many other things."
Three have found the Angel
“Good boy.” He cooed softly, waiting for Dean to unlock the door.
Dean unlocked the door inside the seedy motel room was a baby buckled into a baby car seat.
He set Dean down on the bed, going to check Sam. If John Winchester found him, he would die for certain.
The False Father (or Mother?) had found the Angel
“Castiel!” The shout came before his mind had processed the implications. They were still siblings, despite the hard times. “Don’t go, please.”
“You want me to stay?” she questioned, turning back to her brother, “Why would you want me to stay.”
"We...we're family. Does that mean nothing to anyone anymore?"
Two have found the Angel
“I’m sorry, brother, but it is the truth. I will never go home. I have accepted it.”
"Talia, you are my sister. I don't want that doubt on your mind!"
Two have found the Angel
“Perhaps for you, Ambriel. It stopped being my home a long time ago.”
"Don't say that!"
"Mr Singer. A pleasure to meet you too, my name is Ambriel."
Two have found the Angel
“No, Ambriel. Returning home is…not something I hope to do soon.”
"I know it is in ruin now but it's home."
Three have found the Angel
He nodded, making his way to the motel.
“I’ve got the key in my pocket,” said Dean as he tiredly pulled out the room key.
"Good boy." He cooed softly, waiting for Dean to unlock the door.
One has found the Angel
Samandriel casually rubbed the back of his neck as he gave his brother a cheerful smile. “I have had a chance to see some of our siblings. It is good to see them.”
"I have missed a great deal of them."
Four have found the Angel
He hesitated, the expression of sympathetic questioning lingering for a moment as the news was digested. It was slow to settle, akin to the creep of evening frost in the depths of winter. The radiance of ignorance robbed from him, the weight of enlightenment settling upon him once more.
“Des…Destroyed?” He echoed in disbelief. “What would he…why would Father do such a thing? Why would be destroy the only home that we have ever known?”
This was a trick. It was the only explanation. Castiel was...unaware of the persecution that had befallen their home. Impossible.
Oh, how he wished for such i g n o r a n c e on his conscience.
"Father...was not Father. It was one of us, Castiel. One of the soldiers. He absorbed all souls from Purgatory and slaughtered all of us who opposed him."
Why couldn't he remember? Why?