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[It's tempting not to show. He's been sitting on the knowledge that three of His archangels are here in Little Hades for three days; wondering if it's not best just to head back up to Heaven.
But it had felt good to reconnect with Lucifer, and He'd planned to put Gabriel and Raphael back together and get Michael out of the Cage if things had turned out well. He'd left because He'd had to, and hoped that His kids would sort themselves out. That hadn't worked out.
Chuck ends up walking through the door exactly twenty minutes later. He's got a bag of candy hidden away in His jacket pocket, just in case.]
[ Gabriel really doesn't think this is a good idea. Well, logically he doesn't think it's a good idea, but it doesn't feel that way. He's not frightened, but he is worried that someone knows this stuff about him. But he's certain he's never seen that username before.
Apart from Lucifer, and maybe Brimstone, there's nothing here that can hurt him. He knows that, and considering how he's always been inclined to give into his curiosity, so he's actually there and at the coffee place early. Mostly so he can find somewhere to sit. The StarspawnBucks near the LHPD is always busy.
The moment Chuck walks in, Gabriel's head is bowed to his phone - he's sending Greg a text just in case- but he feels the atmosphere change. It's weird, and familiar, but not all at once, and it makes him frown as he look up, trying to work out what and more importantly who is the source.
It doesn't take him long, but he's got no clue what to say or what to do, he only manages to stare.]
[Chuck meets Gabriel's eyes across the crowded cafe, and for a split second He doesn't move. His face is impassive, His expression clouded and distant, something like anger playing out in the furrowing of His brow but then replaced by concern and frustration and-
It would be the easiest thing to leave now. He's revealed Himself, made Himself known. He could leave, let Gabriel turn to his brothers and allow them to decide to approach Chuck if and when they decide to. They might choose not to, after all. In some ways that might be better.
But he doesn't.
The moment passes, Chuck lets out a sigh and seems to deflate along with it into something less transcendent. He crosses the room, slides onto the seat opposite His son. Smiles nervously.]
[ No one else in the place seems to realise what an important moment is happening right under their noses.
For a start, Gabriel is speechless. That hasn't happened in a long, long time. It's not only that, but he finds himself standing up as Chuck comes close to the table, a stupid show of respect drilled into him millennia ago and apparently still second nature now. ]
Dad?
[ His voice did not just break. It did not. But as the man in front of him sits down, says his name, Gabriel knows he can't deny it. He sits down himself, well he half sits, half collapses into the seat and stares a moment longer, before he seems to collect himself. ]
It's... it's good to see you too. It's been a long time.
[There's no yelling yet, which is good. Better than expected, even. No immediate snark, like Lucifer had come out with. To be honest, He's not sure what to expect from Gabriel.
Chuck sets his elbows on the table, threading his fingers together.]
Should I go up an get us something to drink? You wanted a chai, right? Tons of sugar? [It's a terrible suggestion, pretending this is just some normal interaction between them, and He knows it. But habit is something that dies hard.]
[ Tthe yelling might come later, after the shock has passed. Or it might not come at all. This is Dad, for Dad's Sake. Gabriel might have badmouthed him to his younger siblings, he might have said some terrible things, but the fact was, they weren't to Dad's face. He really does not have the balls to do that, or to stand up against Dad in the same way Lucifer did. It was hard enough to do that to his brothers, never mind God.
He forces himself to breath, and nod at the suggestion. Chuck seems fine, calm and collected, at least in comparison to Gabriel who still needs to realise that his Dad is there. Right there. Buying him Chai. ]
Six spoons.
[ By the time Chuck is back, Gabriel's breathing is normal, his thoughts aren't spinning and he doesn't feel like he's as likely to hurl. All of which are really good things. ]
Wha- can I ask why you're here? Are you taking us back?
[ Because Lucifer should go. This place is bad for him, not as bad as the Cage but still terrible. Gabriel has... reasons to stay. Lots of them. He can't go. ]
[Chuck queues. Orders. Waits. Taps His fingers on His arms to some Mumford and Sons' song. Avoids looking across the cafe to His son. It had been easy once, relating to His sons. He has little faith that it'll ever be easy again.
He sits down again, more heavily this time than the last. The nervous smile is almost all gone, but He tries to rally it back into place.]
I'm here- The reason I'm here is- [He didn't know you were here, Gabriel. He's not here to save you.] I couldn't stand the Heaven they've got here. You've seen Little Eden, right? It's a real snoozefest. I was going out of my mind.
[ Gabriel reaches out for the cup, wraps his fingers around it and pulls it across the table. It's good to have something to hold onto, even if it is just a cup of reasonably bad tea.
Frankly, he didn't think Dad was here for them. He'd asked, just to get it out of the way, but while Chuck had been at the counter, Gabriel had felt the hope grow in him. He'd tried to shove it down, back into the depths of his Grace, but once the seeds were planted, it was impossible. He just wanted, for once, things to be about Them.
He should have known better. Keeping his face focused on the cup probably doesn't hide the disappointment, but at least it means he doesn't have to see Dad's face. ]
I like Little Eden...
[Some of it. Greg's house. The park he walks the dog in. The tiny little bakery. The fact it's green. He's not been there for weeks, and he does miss it. He misses it a lot.
He shrugs, and lifts his head up, setting his jaw]
But I don't like Heaven much either. So I guess I can't blame you.
[That feels like a punch to the gut. Chuck can't meet that stare.
There are too many things Chuck could say. Should say. Too much has happened since they last sat face to face, and so much of it hasn't been pleasant. He'd heard His son's prayers, all of them. Felt his despair all too keenly as a reflection of His own.
He'd known the minute Gabriel had died- and He'd refused to step in, because once He'd been drawn back in, Michael and Lucifer and all of Heaven would have demanded He take on the role He'd stepped out of so long ago.
But Gabriel wasn't supposed to come here.
Chuck lets out the breath He's been holding.]
You were right, you know. About humanity. You were the only one who ever got it right.
[It's not an apology or an explanation; Chuck can't or won't give those. But Gabriel will know how rare it is for Him to outright state that others are in the Right.
There's pride in his voice as well: despite his mistakes, actions, and inactions, despite not being the biggest or the most beautiful or powerful of his brothers, despite an absent father and a broken home, Gabriel had been the one to see what the others could not- the same thing his Father had seen in humanity.]
[ Gabriel's jaw twitches, his expression stays frozen as Chuck speaks. Yeah, there's things that could be said, on all sides. But that's not how their family works. They keep back the things they should be saying, like I'm sorry and instead they say all the wrong things.
It's so easy to be angry at each other. Angry and disappointed and hurt. But it's not so easy to turn the other cheek on everything that's happened and forgive.
Gabriel knew he was right about humans. He knew it, and he doesn't need Dad to tell him so. But despite that, the pure validation from those words, those three short sentences is enough to soothe so much pain. His fingers relax, knuckles slowly getting their colour back. He hadn't even been aware how tightly he'd been holding onto that cup. ]
The others never got a chance to see for themselves.
[And Gabriel wouldn't have ever understood what Dad had meant if he hadn't left Heaven, if he'd never run away from everything Dad had ever met for them to have. Maybe if Lucifer had gone out and seen, if Michael had just... not taken his Father's word as law but actually believed then none of them would have died for a stupid, unimportant, ridiculous prophecy.
That's the thing that will always upset him. All of this wasn't necessary. They just needed time to see.]
Thank you Dad. I meant it. It is good to see you again.
[He takes a breath]
So, Hell exciting enough? How long have you been here? Did you see the Doves?
[ Gabriel probably shouldn't preen so much at that, but he does. Son. It just makes him happy. Yeah yeah, he's still angry, but this is Family. ]
They've been flapping around making people feel things. Warm and fuzzy, like you want to stay home and cuddle with someone, platonically, you know? Well, mostly. I think some people had more intense reactions.
Heaven sent them, I think. Because Little Eden was gassed. That's what the rumour mill is saying.
[That's weird, son. This is without a doubt a strange, weird place. That's even without factoring for the existence of multiple other Creations, Heavens, Hells- it'd be laughable if Chuck weren't here experiencing it for Himself.
Chuck takes refuge in His drink. The motion jostles the bag of candy He'd bought earlier and stashed there.]
That explains the evil shrub on my front lawn they couldn't get rid of. [He raises two hands and manages (somehow) to indicate a rather demonic, tentacle-y shrub.]
Well, not normal ones. These ones were cursed ones, sent by Heaven. I mean, they looked normal.
[He shrugs. This is the only Hell he knows- unless you count the Heaven he lived in with Michael and Raphael after the Fall. That was worse than this by a long shot. But you can cope here, if you have things to keep existing for. And Gabriel has some of those]
Has it eaten anyone? Sh- I know someone with a shrub that likes to eat people. Or has tried, I don't know if it's succeeded recently. Most of the flora and fauna here is deadly. Sort of like the stuff Lucifer and me put in Australia.
[Gabriel grins, taking a long swallow of his chai to try and hide the big wide grin. And the pride. Yeah, it's not that much like Lucifer, but he's certainly got some similar traits]
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Date: 2016-11-09 10:43 pm (UTC)what day of the week did you keep killing Dean on back in mystery spot?
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Date: 2016-11-09 10:48 pm (UTC)why? what's it to you?
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Date: 2016-11-09 11:02 pm (UTC)There's a StarspawnBucks opposite LHPD. There in say, 20 minutes?
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Date: 2016-11-09 11:21 pm (UTC)I'll buy you a chai? you still like those, right?
[It's tempting not to show. He's been sitting on the knowledge that three of His archangels are here in Little Hades for three days; wondering if it's not best just to head back up to Heaven.
But it had felt good to reconnect with Lucifer, and He'd planned to put Gabriel and Raphael back together and get Michael out of the Cage if things had turned out well. He'd left because He'd had to, and hoped that His kids would sort themselves out. That hadn't worked out.
Chuck ends up walking through the door exactly twenty minutes later. He's got a bag of candy hidden away in His jacket pocket, just in case.]
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Date: 2016-11-09 11:48 pm (UTC)[ Gabriel really doesn't think this is a good idea. Well, logically he doesn't think it's a good idea, but it doesn't feel that way. He's not frightened, but he is worried that someone knows this stuff about him. But he's certain he's never seen that username before.
Apart from Lucifer, and maybe Brimstone, there's nothing here that can hurt him. He knows that, and considering how he's always been inclined to give into his curiosity, so he's actually there and at the coffee place early. Mostly so he can find somewhere to sit. The StarspawnBucks near the LHPD is always busy.
The moment Chuck walks in, Gabriel's head is bowed to his phone - he's sending Greg a text just in case- but he feels the atmosphere change. It's weird, and familiar, but not all at once, and it makes him frown as he look up, trying to work out what and more importantly who is the source.
It doesn't take him long, but he's got no clue what to say or what to do, he only manages to stare.]
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Date: 2016-11-10 12:03 am (UTC)It would be the easiest thing to leave now. He's revealed Himself, made Himself known. He could leave, let Gabriel turn to his brothers and allow them to decide to approach Chuck if and when they decide to. They might choose not to, after all. In some ways that might be better.
But he doesn't.
The moment passes, Chuck lets out a sigh and seems to deflate along with it into something less transcendent. He crosses the room, slides onto the seat opposite His son. Smiles nervously.]
Hey, Gabriel. It's good to see you.
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Date: 2016-11-10 12:38 am (UTC)For a start, Gabriel is speechless. That hasn't happened in a long, long time. It's not only that, but he finds himself standing up as Chuck comes close to the table, a stupid show of respect drilled into him millennia ago and apparently still second nature now. ]
Dad?
[ His voice did not just break. It did not. But as the man in front of him sits down, says his name, Gabriel knows he can't deny it. He sits down himself, well he half sits, half collapses into the seat and stares a moment longer, before he seems to collect himself. ]
It's... it's good to see you too. It's been a long time.
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Date: 2016-11-10 01:01 am (UTC)Chuck sets his elbows on the table, threading his fingers together.]
Should I go up an get us something to drink? You wanted a chai, right? Tons of sugar? [It's a terrible suggestion, pretending this is just some normal interaction between them, and He knows it. But habit is something that dies hard.]
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Date: 2016-11-10 01:19 am (UTC)He forces himself to breath, and nod at the suggestion. Chuck seems fine, calm and collected, at least in comparison to Gabriel who still needs to realise that his Dad is there. Right there. Buying him Chai. ]
Six spoons.
[ By the time Chuck is back, Gabriel's breathing is normal, his thoughts aren't spinning and he doesn't feel like he's as likely to hurl. All of which are really good things. ]
Wha- can I ask why you're here? Are you taking us back?
[ Because Lucifer should go. This place is bad for him, not as bad as the Cage but still terrible. Gabriel has... reasons to stay. Lots of them. He can't go. ]
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Date: 2016-11-10 01:35 am (UTC)He sits down again, more heavily this time than the last. The nervous smile is almost all gone, but He tries to rally it back into place.]
I'm here- The reason I'm here is- [He didn't know you were here, Gabriel. He's not here to save you.] I couldn't stand the Heaven they've got here. You've seen Little Eden, right? It's a real snoozefest. I was going out of my mind.
[He doesn't want to admit He's dead.]
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Date: 2016-11-10 08:16 am (UTC)Frankly, he didn't think Dad was here for them. He'd asked, just to get it out of the way, but while Chuck had been at the counter, Gabriel had felt the hope grow in him. He'd tried to shove it down, back into the depths of his Grace, but once the seeds were planted, it was impossible. He just wanted, for once, things to be about Them.
He should have known better. Keeping his face focused on the cup probably doesn't hide the disappointment, but at least it means he doesn't have to see Dad's face. ]
I like Little Eden...
[Some of it. Greg's house. The park he walks the dog in. The tiny little bakery. The fact it's green. He's not been there for weeks, and he does miss it. He misses it a lot.
He shrugs, and lifts his head up, setting his jaw]
But I don't like Heaven much either. So I guess I can't blame you.
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Date: 2016-11-10 09:03 am (UTC)There are too many things Chuck could say. Should say. Too much has happened since they last sat face to face, and so much of it hasn't been pleasant. He'd heard His son's prayers, all of them. Felt his despair all too keenly as a reflection of His own.
He'd known the minute Gabriel had died- and He'd refused to step in, because once He'd been drawn back in, Michael and Lucifer and all of Heaven would have demanded He take on the role He'd stepped out of so long ago.
But Gabriel wasn't supposed to come here.
Chuck lets out the breath He's been holding.]
You were right, you know. About humanity. You were the only one who ever got it right.
[It's not an apology or an explanation; Chuck can't or won't give those. But Gabriel will know how rare it is for Him to outright state that others are in the Right.
There's pride in his voice as well: despite his mistakes, actions, and inactions, despite not being the biggest or the most beautiful or powerful of his brothers, despite an absent father and a broken home, Gabriel had been the one to see what the others could not- the same thing his Father had seen in humanity.]
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Date: 2016-11-10 12:47 pm (UTC)It's so easy to be angry at each other. Angry and disappointed and hurt. But it's not so easy to turn the other cheek on everything that's happened and forgive.
Gabriel knew he was right about humans. He knew it, and he doesn't need Dad to tell him so. But despite that, the pure validation from those words, those three short sentences is enough to soothe so much pain. His fingers relax, knuckles slowly getting their colour back. He hadn't even been aware how tightly he'd been holding onto that cup. ]
The others never got a chance to see for themselves.
[And Gabriel wouldn't have ever understood what Dad had meant if he hadn't left Heaven, if he'd never run away from everything Dad had ever met for them to have. Maybe if Lucifer had gone out and seen, if Michael had just... not taken his Father's word as law but actually believed then none of them would have died for a stupid, unimportant, ridiculous prophecy.
That's the thing that will always upset him. All of this wasn't necessary. They just needed time to see.]
Thank you Dad. I meant it. It is good to see you again.
[He takes a breath]
So, Hell exciting enough? How long have you been here? Did you see the Doves?
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Date: 2016-11-11 12:33 am (UTC)[The air around them lightens as they both relax. It's not perfect, there are still things they'll need to talk about at some point in the future-
but it's a start.]
The... doves?
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Date: 2016-11-11 08:17 am (UTC)They've been flapping around making people feel things. Warm and fuzzy, like you want to stay home and cuddle with someone, platonically, you know? Well, mostly. I think some people had more intense reactions.
Heaven sent them, I think. Because Little Eden was gassed. That's what the rumour mill is saying.
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Date: 2016-11-12 12:13 am (UTC)[That's weird, son. This is without a doubt a strange, weird place. That's even without factoring for the existence of multiple other Creations, Heavens, Hells- it'd be laughable if Chuck weren't here experiencing it for Himself.
Chuck takes refuge in His drink. The motion jostles the bag of candy He'd bought earlier and stashed there.]
That explains the evil shrub on my front lawn they couldn't get rid of. [He raises two hands and manages (somehow) to indicate a rather demonic, tentacle-y shrub.]
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Date: 2016-11-13 08:14 am (UTC)[He shrugs. This is the only Hell he knows- unless you count the Heaven he lived in with Michael and Raphael after the Fall. That was worse than this by a long shot. But you can cope here, if you have things to keep existing for. And Gabriel has some of those]
Has it eaten anyone? Sh- I know someone with a shrub that likes to eat people. Or has tried, I don't know if it's succeeded recently. Most of the flora and fauna here is deadly. Sort of like the stuff Lucifer and me put in Australia.
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Date: 2016-11-14 02:56 am (UTC)So, all Hell's like this town? Mad Max with with demons instead of bogans? [He wrinkles a nose, assuming the answer before Gabriel can give it.]
This really isn't like Home, is it.
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Date: 2016-11-14 03:04 am (UTC)[Or so he's heard. This place is special. This is where they trial everything before rolling it out]
No, it's not. But it's home now, and that's... that's okay. I don't know how well Luci or Mike will settle in but I guess we wait and see.
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Date: 2016-11-14 03:19 am (UTC)Have you- how long have you been here?
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Date: 2016-11-14 03:25 am (UTC)[but what is time to an archangel anyway?]
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Date: 2016-11-14 04:22 am (UTC)He's glad this Hell isn't the one they had back on Earth, but still. That's too long.]
You look like you've made it work.
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Date: 2016-11-14 07:42 am (UTC)I guess? This place was had a me-shaped hole.
...That sounds so wrong I'm sorry Dad.
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