I frowned weakly as I heard beautiful sounds coming from the piano. Besides me stood Cas, Gabriel and Sam but upon slowly entering the music room I frowned as I saw Michael playing. He seemed lost in the sad melody and as I ignored Sam holding me back, I found myself sitting besides him watching the keys he lightly pressed. And when the music faded away he turned to me, with blind man's eyes. "You know Lucifer taught me how to play. He wrote this piece as a gift to father, I can never quite get it right."
"I think it's because we're the oldest, I don't think we were meant to get anything right. Our mistakes is their learning curve." He smiled weakly then before I frowned gently cupping his face. "What happened to your sight Michael?"
"I disobeyed father. He seems angry lately. I will not do it again."
"Hey we all make mistakes but you don't have to be punished for it." He sighed then as I tensed at the figure behind me. "Your right as always Dean. I'm sorry Michael."
God came forth then healing Michael and when he left, I met Michael's gaze. "Why do you forgive me so easily?"
"Because I can relate to why you do things." He nodded weakly before I drew away turning to the piano and as Michael and Cas helped me learn the piece, I soon found myself squashed between two angels.
But upon the music fading away, Lucifer spoke. "You screwed up my song Michael it's not the way I taught you."
"Then teach me again brother."
Me and Cas drew away then and as the brothers played the piano together I smiled weakly at Cas.
And then one by one more angels came and as they watched the two archangels together, Gabriel stood besides me. "How did you get my siblings to have one day of peace?"
"Easy. I showed them the truth and then I gave a great speech and then we made a deal."
"What was the deal?"
"I'm afraid your father said I should not speak of it." Gabriel nodded weakly before me and Sam slowly left the angels in peace but as we walked around the streets we soon slipped inside the nearby church and frowned at the words the vicar spoke of angels. "They do not exist. What we once knew..."
"Someone's lacking faith."
The stares flew my way as I frowned. "Hello Dean Winchester."
The eyes of the whole church bled black like demons and upon managing to escape their clutches I soon found myself in Cas' arms. "Let's go."
One blink was all I gave him before I found myself within the bunker. The angels had long since left to heaven where there was more room.
All except the archangels and of course Cas, it seemed.
"Is something wrong?"
"No just bored." I smiled weakly before I managed to stick on a good film thankful we didn't have to deal with too much worries today. But as Sam fell asleep, I looked to Cas who nodded, quickly taking him to his room and when he was back I raised the best bottle to my lips.
"Hey Dean thank you for this. It's been nice having one day away from worrying."
"I know."
After that the silence grew and then as the night drew on I soon found myself falling asleep stuck between Michael and Cas.
My feelings for Cas had long been kept a secret; not to mention I felt guilty for all the angels that fell because of me and my brother. But Michael was different. I was his true vessel and we could easily communicate if we wanted to. Not only that but I could relate to Michael in more ways than Sam would ever know...
I didn't know how long I slept but upon slowly standing up out of my bed I seemed to be in I slowly walked back where I once was. I knew angels didn't really need sleep, but they chose to have it for their vessels.
The four archangels who laid slightly huddled together, protecting Cas and Raphael in the middle with Gabriel and then Lucifer had his broken wings draped to the sides to protect then from incoming danger. The same with Michael who made sure Lucifer was okay by holding onto his wrist.
To be honest with myself, I knew this was sight I should treasure and so as I grabbed five blankets I draped it over then dodging their wings.
But upon slowly turning around to God I found he snapped his fingers making the five stay in more comfortable positions.
"Thank you Dean Winchester."
"No problem. Goodnight."
"Night."
I walked towards the door then before turning back around. "Hey, I know it's not my place to sat this but maybe you should learn how to be a better father. Even to Lucifer. You guys have a eternity of living make it mean something good."
The fact that I wasn't smited, was a huge relief. "Baby steps of you must."
God nodded weakly then before I managed to escape his sadness and guilt and when I came to my room I looked to the picture of my father, me, my mother and baby Sammy.
I smiled sadly to myself wishing that it could be that simple once again, but I knew it was also wise not to get my hopes, knowing they'd only be crushed once again.
But there was always a "just maybe" in life. And maybe right now that's all I need.
With that thought in mind I once again succumbed to slumber, clutching my pillow tightly making sure my gun was underneath my pillow for just in case of emergencies...
