Freedom Without Wings

2.5: You're An Angel

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Kyleigh's Point Of View

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My wings moved the furniture in front of the hatch to Heaven.  I look at the dead body.  'I can't leave her there.. Can I?'  I turned around and knelt down.  I carefully lifted Tabris up.  I walked past the owner of the Heaven.  "Hello, grandmother.." I said to her.  Grandma didn't seem to see me.  Like that would've mattered.. she's been gone for twelve years.  We weren't as close as she was to my mother or Kaitlin.

I continued to walk.  I opened the door to her garden.  I laid the fallen Angel down.  I walked to the bush of flowers.  I picked a lily and several other flowers.  "Lilies, the flower of innocence and to restore the soul of the dearly departed.  I took your life and your Grace for my own good.  I wish your soul a good life.  Gladoli.. the flower of moral integrity and sincerity.  Something you believed I had, but I proved you wrong by taking the life you had.  Carnations, innocence at it's purest.  You were the most innocent Angel, hyperactive and childish.  I apologize for all I've done.  Hydragea, the flower of thanks.  Thank you for everything.  You saved my life on multiple occasions, in return?  I stole yours.  I want to thank you for making me find who I am.  Tabris, I wish you the best afterlife."

I lay the bouquet in the dead girl's arm.  "I won't be able to tell God that you're sorry.. I won't be able to live that long."

I lied down beside the dead Angel.  It was peaceful.  There were birds chirping, flowers growing.  It seemed like all that I've done has disappeared.  I look beside me, this had reminded me of the many times we had rested between hunts.

The two of us, Tabbie and I would sit under the stars in peace.  I would look at the stars while humming songs.  Tabris would be telling me the story of the stars.  She told me the story of Ursa Major and Ursa Minor.  We would laugh at the pagan gods' idiocy and make impressions of what we thought they were like.  We became.. sisters.  Not sisters in the sense of having blood, although we knew that Satan gave me the ability to control ghosts when near him.  Probably wanted a second-in-command, but I helped the Winchesters send him back.

We were sisters in the sense that we were close.  That's my problem.  I became attached to the Angel who had saved my life.

Strange.. I've been saved by two Angels in the span of five years.  This meant thirteen years that I've been cursed by Lucifer.  Two Angels that saved me from a monster.  But soon, I became a monster.  A human with Angel Grace?  What kind of M.O is that?  It makes me seem like a mutant, which I guess I was.

I began to sing a song that reminded me of the dead Angel.  I killed the Angel of free will, the thing I stood for.  Freedom for love, freedom of words, freedom of.. well, anything.  The Angel that was on my shoulder, now dead beside me, was an Angel that you'd read from the Bible.  This isn't me being melodramatic.. It was true.  The girl with ink splattered wings was pure and rightous.  Pure in the sense of being childlike, not a bad thing although I made it seem like that.  She kept everyone's hopes up and believed in us when no one else did.  She had confidence in our little, hellish team.  Tabbie said that "Team SaKyTa" was better than any other team.  I would put a small smile for one of the youngest Angel.  I would reply with a "Hell yeah."  Sam would join in on the conversation and say something about how Crowley's screaming at Juliet for ripping his pillow in half.  We'd all laugh, but now.. There's only tears and pain.

I sang the song called Ruby.

"Ruby, it's nice to see you..  I waited all this week.. for you to walk my way, your soul will capture me."  I look up at the sky which seemed so... strange.  It seemed like the world was black and white..  Was I really that close to the Angel?  It seemed so.. strange.

"Your mama painted your room, 'A shade of pink,' she said, but with your great arrival that shade had turned to red."  I was her violent half while she kept me under control, which was strange.  Sam was the violent one while I stopped her from punching someone in the face. 

"Ruby, take my hand, please lead me to the promise land.  Tell me, where am I from?  Your eyes say 'Shada dee da dum.'"  I look back at the dead Angel.  I hear the hatch creek open.  I stand up to close Tabris' eyes.  I tell her words that she should've heard when she was alive.

"You're an Angel.."