Where Gadreel had once felt unworthy to even sit next to an Archangel, could now be found in the late night hours leaning back into The Healer's chest, listening silently to the stories whispered into his ear about the days of old, of memories he himself had forgotten.

"Hush little one, your alright, go back to sleep dear one, your alright". "What has he done to you?" He stood, beckoning his older brother to the other side of the room with him, far enough away that they were out of ear shot but could still keep an eye on them. Gadreel kept his eyes squeezed shut, body shaking as sobs wracked his body. Deep within Heaven where the light of God's grace can't peek through was a place of darkness. "Would you like to hear?"

The Healer spun at the voice, dropping the basin he had been holding at the sight before him. His vessel's skin was littered with long jagged cuts and dark burns that were no doubt from holy fire. Michael Shurley • Lucifer Morningstar • Raphael Shurley • Gabriel Novak, Abner • Adina • Ambriel • Anael • Anna Milton • Asariel • Austin • Azrael • Balthazar • Bartholomew • Bartholomew's Assistant • Benjamin • Benjamin (King of the Damned) • Blonde Angel • Conrad • Constantine • Daniel • Duma • Efram • Elijah • Esper • Esther • Ezekiel • Ezra • Farmer Angel • First Council Member • Flagstaff • Gadreel • Glee Club Angel • Hael • Hannah • Head Angel • Hester • Homeless Angel • Hozai • Ingrid • Inias • Ion • Ishim • Jofiel • Jonah • Josiah • Joshua • Kaia's Abductors • Kelly's Attackers • Kelvin • Kim Schortz • Malachi • Metatron • Mirabel • Miriam • Muriel • Naomi • Nathaniel • Neil • Nithael • Oren • Pharmacist Angel • Purah • Rachel • Rebecca • Samandriel • Second Council Member • Sophia • Thaddeus • Theo • Third Council Member • Tyrus • Uriel • Virgil • Zachariah. He nodded at Azazyl to make his move, and had to stifle himself when Abner's screams of pain filled the cell as his back was moved as he was picked off the floor. He walked them to another door, solid iron, and upon release and a dark shadowed look from Archangel Michael, quickly pulled the key free from his chains and unlocked the great door. "Gadreel," the angel greeted his prisoner. They both calmed considerably at the soft touches and gentle tone. "Lock him in here until I can see to him personally, bring all the prisoners to the upper levels, I want them guarded at all times". They had to get the excess water out of him, or he still had that chance of drowning in his own skin.

He shouts of discord echoed throughout the hall as the Archangel walked out of the cell, followed by Samson with Gadreel semi-conscious and Azazyl and Jophiel carefully walking Abner between them, his breath's short and quick. "Samson, lift him from this floor, get him something dry to wrap in..Oh Thaddeus, you volunteer your cloak, how nice of you, now whilst he is being helped, you will show me to..Abner?," He looked at the shivering angel on the floor for affirmation at the name, "Abner's cell.". Gadreel obliged taking soft slow sips before settling back down. Gadreel called. He brushed a stray strand of hair from the younger's face.

He wondered just how many were subjected to horrors they were never meant to have faced. Even Raphael froze in his movements in his Hospital at the sight of his brother soaring through Heaven. Michael chuckled softly, a deep warm sound, and scratched gently over his scalp some more. "Michael, what did you say happened to this one? The key to happiness? After he was able to get all the gashes cleaned out, he gave a moment before sewing the large ones back up, a break to allow Abner to catch his breath and calm himself down as best he could.

Gadreel simpered lowly, his throat still burning from the vomiting and swallowing the freezing water, something that did not go unnoticed by his older brother. A gentle hand caressed Abner's cheek, and then Gadreel's as Michael knelt down to their level.

Gadreel watched the angel wither and scream with tear filled eyes. But, to his younger siblings, he is simply Michael, their big brother. Thaddeus gulped but nodded, he was already in it deep he couldn't dig himself a deeper grave. Urging him to take one step after another. He would always be there— forever and always. The younger Archangel took a seat on the side of the bed, looking over at Abner for a moment before returning his gaze back to the one next to him, even still reaching his hand out absentmindedly to run his fingers through his hair. This pissed him off, he had been sentenced to isolation, and to think that he had been subjected to torture instead, it made him want to do horrid things to the head guard.

And for a long time after that, the only sound that filled the room was the sound of the hushed breathing of their new charges. You like that Little One?". In one dark cell there sat an angel. The warrior nodded, coming to the front of his brothers bed and taking a seat. It had been a long day of therapy for both of them. Listen! Thanks to my friend Zabrina for helping me come up with a title. Abner was formerly an imprisoned angel, who fell from Heaven due to Metatron's spell. The warriors followed behind him in line, perfect soldiers waiting their orders. ", Gadreel shrugged, not really having thought about their torturer in the weeks they had been out of that place, "I am unsure, Michael was not happy, that I know", "Raphael went to examine the others and when he returned you could feel rage rolling off of him", "That being so, what happened to the others, sure there were monsters, but then their were many such as us", "I heard a rumor from one of the new aids that Michael had them placed under his Power's protection", "Yes, I have heard that as well, sometimes...Abner sometimes I want to find him and just...", His friend nodded, but it was another voice that answered for him, "You are better then him Baby Brother, do not give him the satisfaction, he will answer for his own crimes".

Raphael was appalled at the condition their younger brothers were found in. But Michael paid them no mind as he continued on his way, intending to get answers for himself. Abner was worse off between the two and so he started there. Seize him, I want him restrained and locked away until I deal with him personally!". Turning slightly he motioned for another of his personal guards to aid the angel before them to his feet. I want this prison under the Guard of My Powers, Danel, David, gather your forces and post them around here, Azazyl bring Abner, we are going to pay a visit to Raphael. The author would like to thank you for your continued support. "Well, I can't see any reason to keep the two of you on lock down any longer, I do release you into Michael's care, if you have any and I mean any discomfort I want to know about it, do I make myself clear?". Thaddeus froze in his spot his face paling considerably, something that did not go unnoticed by the Archangel. Nothing really caught his interest nor his attention and he was about to close the last file when he finally caught onto something. Gadreel searched the other's eyes carefully before looking down the length of Abner's body. There was no way in Earth or Heaven that the recorded injury that had been sustained to his primary wings could be self inflicted.

He was drug from the well harshly, over the rough edges of the rocks creating little rivers of blood flowing freely down his legs.

The soft touches did the trick for the moment though and he settled down against the larger angel. He sent a pleading prayer to his father, knowing it would be ignored, but hoping nonetheless. The two Archangels chuckled at him lightly as they crowded around him, Michael holding his feet up while Raphael examined them. Gadreel whined hoarsely at the minute movement Samson made to stand behind Michael, waiting for him to make a move before he himself did. An angel stood between the threshold of the cell and the dark hall. Scratching gently through his hair and rubbing softly at his back until he finally stopped being sick into the basin below him. Helping him sit up he held the cup to the younger angels lips, softly instructing him to drink. Michael landed gracefully in front of him, six brilliant white wings folding elegantly behind him, standing to his full height until he was towering over the angel in front of him. Raphael rubbed some of the smelly goop onto the wounds on his back just as he had promised, over come with a warming sensation and then numbness, and the light scratching at his head made him only feel sleepier. Him and Michael both saw the small shy smile that played at the younger's face.

Tears finally fell from his eyes, longer then Michael liked, but he finally released some emotion. His blurry eyes opened to reveal The Healers gentle smile and a hand brushing over his forehead. Michael agreed, promising to ensure that the two would be watched closely before telling him about the prisoners and the new case that had been opened. A garden sat in the core of Heaven. "That's it, rest Little One, we will move some where more comfortable in a bit.". Gabriel resurfacing and demanding action to be taken, Metatron becoming even more shady and more dickish then usual, a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. He knelt on the floor, holding a hand out to hold his soldier back a moment. His muscles screamed at the effort, but Gadreel managed to pull himself and Abner to the back of the cell to the corner Gadreel had been previously curled up in. The name "Abner" is Hebrewic and means "father of Light. He had been one of the best warriors he'd known until that incident in the Garden. It's getting the one thing you want most and never letting it go.

After the fall, Abner took possession of an abusive father named Alexander Sarver and decided to live a human life with Sarver's family as he found happiness in a human life. His shivering returned and he heard a gentle tsk'ing sound from next to him no doubt from one of is older brothers. Michael turned only slightly, caressing the younger angels cheek again, eye brows meeting in concern at the state he would be in after having Raphael examine him. Wiping away the tears as they formed, not even allowing them the chance to fall down his cheeks as he was sick and his throat felt as though it was on fire. "Michael, I need to clean the wounds on his back, I need you to hold him down". "Abner!" After the fall, Abner took possession of an abusive father named Alexander Sarver and decided to live a human life with Sarver's family as he found happiness in a human life. With that he struck again, hitting the angel curled against the floor. It was going to be a rough long road ahead of them now.

Their focus moved next to his partner, Gadreel shrunk in on himself at their gazes. He let out a trembled sigh when he heard no more footsteps and rolled off Abner. Gadreel shook his head and Thaddeus turned his head to the side curiously. He spun around at the attempt to gain his attention, looking down to the prisoner who was trying to tell him something. The angel within was just as battered. There was a log hung across the sides of the top of the well, and their snickers reverberated across the room every time the log would move, as if someone was tugging and pulling against it. Michael smiled as the young angel sighed in contentment, "Oh? Michael had already ordered for the little things they had to be moved to his rooms and the making of rooms of their own to begin being made.

I'm not a wise man, Gadreel. Would you like to hear, Gadreel?". He tsk'd again as he reached forward, standing slightly to grab at the same cup he had just had Abner drink from, lightly pressing it to the young angels lips, softly instructing him to drink. Had anyone told him before today that he would have taken the prisons two most well known inmates and placed them under his personal charge, he would have called them insane and most likely had then had them placed in said prison.