Gabriel heals Michael

[cattygabriel]

Time: May 1st 2003
Place: Michael's room, 309
Status: Private (Gabriel, Michael, Raphael) - Complete
Summary: Gabriel heals Michael. Continued from here.

Amazingly, Gabriel didn't face any nightmares on the way back, though the battlefield was still there. Perhaps Primoris was focusing on something - or someone - else.

He managed to get up to Michael's room, rushing to the Warrior's bed and biting his lip at the sight. Gabriel had healed his palms and as much of the wounds in his chest and back as was possible, but he had needed to conserve energy to get to the Dreaming.

Something skittered past outside the door and he shivered, reaching for his sword. Nothing opened the door, however, and he turned back to Michael, touching one of the wounds on his chest gently and wincing.

Drawing a deep breath, he bent over Michael and concentrated on channeling all his power into healing the wound, and doing something about the incredible amount of blood loss. Sinews slowly knit together, blood cells replenishing themselves. He'd managed to break two ribs as well too, and Gabriel focused on carefully setting the bones. Michael would still be weakened, sore and have open wounds when he woke, but it wouldn't be so bad, at least.

  Some time later, Gabriel finally allowed himself to rest. He'd done everything he possibly could for Michael; the intensive healing, combined with the nightmares from earlier and the sheer weariness, seemed to be tugging his eyelids down.

No. He had to keep watch. The nightmares were still there; something might enter the room...

Gabriel fought sleep for a while, but he was too drained, and his eyes slowly shut.

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[angelofawesome.livejournal.com]

Michael's eyebrow relaxed and the corners of his mouth just barely turned up in a smile.

Most tellingly, however, his halo started to gently glow. He was with Gabriel and Raphael, and they were all right, and he was happy.

[halosphere.livejournal.com]

Raphael let out a happy purr, a sign of how genuinely happy he was. Picking up the bowl he got back to cleaning the Warrior's face. "I'll be doing you next," he informed Gabriel with a motion for him to please sit back down.

I don't need my powers to help you... I can help by just being me...

He started humming a tune in reflection to his mood and at the sight of Michael's bright halo Raphael's gentle smile broadened to a grin and he let out a laugh.

Oh how he loved his brothers.

[angelofawesome.livejournal.com]

"I'll be doing you next?" Michael quoted in his head. Bom chicka bom chicka bom chicka bow-ooowwww!

He outright grinned. He struggled to make his eyes open and they did, just tiny little slits. Which meant, of course, that he couldn't see anything yet.

Sigh.

[cattygabriel]

At the sight of Michael's halo and grin, Gabriel's own halo began glowing slightly. "How are you feeling?" he asked softly. "I tried to heal you as much as I could, but I'm not the Healer. I think I passed out, actually."

He grimaced embarrassedly.

[halosphere.livejournal.com]

There is no Healer anymore, he thought to himself. Still, the smile remained as he cleaned the last of the blood from the Warrior. He rose to rise out the bowl and fill it with fresh water. Getting a clean washcloth he sat on the arm of the chair Gabriel was in and began the clean the Messenger, trying not to look at the nearly-bare wings.

[cattygabriel]

Gabriel shifted uncomfortably as the ice-cold water trickled down his skin. "Er. I put my shirt on over the blood, actually. And I'm not that seriously injured." Apart from the wings, but those could only grow back with time.

For a moment he was caught between modesty and sensibility, before he finally pulled off his shirt.

[angelofawesome.livejournal.com]

"'m f'ne," Michael murmured, eyes opening a little bit more so he could actually see a bit. "Y' not. Y' wings. Wh' h'pp'd?"

[cattygabriel]

Gabriel unconsciously wrapped his arms around himself again, biting his lip. His voice was barely audible. "The nightmare. I - I thought I'd Fallen. My wings were dark, and I - " he shivered at the memory. "I couldn't feel Him."

He arched the denuded wings around himself slightly. They still ached, but he barely noticed it by now. "I pulled out the feathers myself."

[halosphere.livejournal.com]

Raphael wordlessly ran the soft washcloth over bloody skin, carefully cleaning off the dirt and grime and crusted blood. Moving around his shoulder he stopped abruptly when he realized he was coming too close to the wings.

"I promise not to touch your wings, but would you mind if I cleaned your back? Where the skin between them is?"

He felt his chest clench. Raphael had tried to hack off his wing but Gabriel's looked as if he had managed to nearly yank out all the beautiful feathers. The pink skin was raw and dotted with blood clots that he ached to touch and heal in the only way he could.

[angelofawesome.livejournal.com]

Michael sighed and let himself relax again. He wanted to give Gabriel a hug comfort him somehow, but that would involve moving.

One of his wings twitched just enough to brush Gabriel's skin, just to let him know he cared.

[cattygabriel]

After a moment, Gabriel spread his wings and turned his back to Raphael.

"Just the back. Thank you."

He smiled a little, only the barest curve of his lips, as he reached out to touch Michael's hand. "Thank you, too."