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Time: May 20th, early morning
Location: Michael's room
Status: Private (Gabriel and Raphael) - COMPLETE
Summary: Raphael writes a letter and wants to give Gabriel a gift, but he stills feels guilty for his behavior


Rain Like Diamonds

Okay, so maybe Raphael had gotten a little carried away addressing the envelope that contained the letter he had so carefully written to his older brother.

It looks like a Valentine's Day card... he thought glumly and he almost dropped it in the trash so he could put the letter in a normal not-overdecorated envelope.

It would have been a lost cause anyway.

Gabriel was the Messenger of God, surely he wouldn't mind. And anyway, it was what was inside that counted. And what was inside, tucked between the folded papers (he had used lined paper from his Journal) was a gift... A long red feather, dusted on the end with gold. He had fastened it to a cord and there were two decorative gold beads on each side.

I wonder if I should have had Gabriel bless the feathers before I started giving them away? Oh well, too late now. And anyway, he only gave them to people he trusted.

Before he sealed the envelope he pulled out the letter, reading it one more time:

Dear Gabriel,

I feel that I owe you an apology for my recent behavior, but simply saying "I'm sorry" doesn't seem to be enough. I am very grateful for everything you have done for me and I apologize for being so flippant, especially in regards to my own self-destruction. I can't seem to pull myself away and no matter what I do I feel trapped in circles going nowhere.

You mean a lot to me, Gabriel. I love you and I wish I could make things better. Please forgive me, and know that I really am trying. Thank you for everything. Thank you for being there and for your patience and kindness and just being the angel you truly are.

Love,
Raphael


He carefully refolded it and tucked the feather between the paper, then slipped it inside the envelope and sealed it. For a moment, he considered sneaking away to give Gabriel the letter, but Michael, even in his sleep, would have sprung to life and caught him and then it would have been handcuffs for eternity. Maybe longer.

What am I doing? A letter and a feather isn't going to fix this... Nothing is ever going to make this right...

He dropped the envelope into the small wastepaper basket, burying his face in his hands. He could hear the rain hitting the window outside.

His gaze slowly shifted back to the letter tucked sadly in the wastepaper basket. It's not going to fix anything... But he plucked it out and turned it over in his hands. Raphael glanced over at Michael.

"I'm still here," Raphael said, tip-toeing to the door. "I'm still here I'm still here I'm still here..." He quickly opened the door, slipped the letter beneath Gabriel's door and quickly shimmied back inside.

Pudge looked at him accusingly.

"Shh!" Raphael hissed. He picked up his journal, but was already starting to fret... What would Gabriel think when he saw it?

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sorry for the edits! D:

Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 09:51 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Amused)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
Gabriel laughed. "We have time to have a drink and look at the church from outside one last time, don't worry."

He pulled his cup towards him and grinned at his brother. "That reminds me of one of my favourite snatches of poetry. Time To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. William Blake."

He loved that particular quotation; it summed up how he himself felt about the wonders of Creation.
Edited Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 09:54 (UTC)

Re: No problem <3

Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 16:16 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Tense)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
It took supreme effort to not choke on his hot chocolate. Gabriel dearly hoped that it was a non sequitur, not an implication that he and Michael were anything more than friends.

"Why?" he asked. "He doesn't need reassurance that he's an angel, and anyway all the churches to him that I can think of are..." he frowned. "Coptic, Greek or Russian. Hmm. I'm not sure there's one in Venice."

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Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 16:32 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Tense)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
"I'm fine." Gabriel finished his drink as well and took out his wallet as the waiter approached with the bill. He paid and left a tip, then stood.

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Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 16:48 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Looking into the distance)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
Gabriel sighed. "I didn't mean that. I suppose it is your business, but I'd really rather not discuss this right now if you don't mind. And don't be silly, I'm bringing you back."

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Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 16:52 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Soft/pleading)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
I'm an idiot. Gabriel pulled Raphael into a hug. "I'm sorry," he said softly. "Look, it really isn't your fault. I'm not capable of discussing this right now."

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Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 17:14 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Formal)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
Burning the journal? Gabriel began to smile. "Sounds like a good idea. Do you want to see the church again before we leave?"

(no subject)

Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 17:20 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Vulnerable/tense)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
"Are you alright? I'm sorry," Gabriel repeated. "Look, it really isn't your fault."

(no subject)

Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 17:29 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Traveller)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
"You weren't wrong to wonder," the Messenger answered quietly. "It's just... it's too new and I really can't talk about it right now. Whatever 'it' is. And yes, we'll be flying back the same way."

(no subject)

Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 17:38 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Gabriel)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
"Come on," Gabriel said, wrapping an arm around Raphael's shoulders and leading him away from the cafe, which was filling up.

(no subject)

Date: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 17:44 (UTC)
cattygabriel: (Gabriel)
From: [personal profile] cattygabriel
Gabriel glanced at him, and stopped. And he was just beginning to heal.

"What do you want me to do?"

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