Our Time Apart (SUIGS - Book 2)

Amy (3)

Sorry, terrible writers block 😕

Lucifer put his last piece of clothing in his wardrobe and looked around his small room that contained of only his wooden wardrobe, simple metal framed bed and small draws beside it. There were also book shelves on the wall, only containing his study books that were soon to grow a layer of dust over them.

He walked over to Castiel's room and opened the door. He was sat at his desk that they had brought with and was drawing.

His therapist had insisted that Cas drew again as that would be the first step to becoming himself again so after persuasion by almost everyone at the Novak house, he finally gave in.

"What are you drawing?"

He looked up and smiled. "Bees."

"Of course." I sighed and sat on Cas' bed. "We need to talk."

Cas frowned and sat beside Lucifer. "About what?"

"You and Gabriel. But you first."

Cas' frown deepened.

"You're not yourself and Dr Watson isn't helping. I think we need some one better."

"But I like doctor Watson." He sulked.

"I'm sorry Cassie. But I've got you a new doctor. Doctor Riley. She can help you, Castiel."

"But I like doctor Watson."

"Please just see her. For me."

"Okay." He sighed. "Now Gabriel."

"What about him?"

"He turned sixteen a week ago."

Castiel frowned. "He did?"

"Yes."

"Where was I?"

"You were right there! Now any way, be both know...he was suppose to get his wings..."

Castiels eyes widened. "By he didn't...that's impossible!"

"I know! That's why I need you back Cas! We need to figure out what's going on..."

Cas sighed. "We need to help Gabriel. We need to see whats wrong with him."

"No shit Sherlock." Lucifer groaned.

"This is not a time for jokes Lucifer! Something is wrong with our brother."

Lucifer couldn't believe. His brother was being serious.

Cas was back.

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Gabriel walked out of his room, dressed and clean for the first time in years. For some reason, he had a pull in his gut, telling him to be normal, just for one day.

So he had a shower, got dressed in clean clothes and did his hair. He looked in the mirror atop of the fireplace in their living room. His face was pale and he had large bags under his eyes but at least he was out of bed.

He peered out the curtain, looking down to the car park below as they were on the first floor.

Gabriel sighed before going out the front door.

After around ten minutes of walking, Gabriel stopped at a nice looking diner and went inside, sitting down at one of the booths.

As he sat there with his recently ordered coffee, a young waitress approached, blonde flowing hair, slim, glowing cheeks, around the same age as Gabriel, sixteen.