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Look Gabriel had never had any complaints about the size of his sword before thank you very much!

Castiel tried to school him and Gabe just rolled his eyes expressively, the obvious answer wasn’t always the right one little brother! And after living a few centuries as a trickster Gabe knew that better than most!

At The appearance of the slick blade produced in response to his brothers not threat Gabe’s smirk vanished “Mike did very much have a fit. But since I was sick of my Brothers fighting I stopped giving a shit what he got stuck up His ass.” On this plane a golden wing spread out between his little brother and the newcomers, The threat to his remaining little brother pulled the defensive action. Only an Archangel Blade could kill another, and the flamers overcompensating thing might be enough to fight one of their brothers Gabriel judged it inadequate to the task. Which meant for all intents and purposes Castiel was hidden behind a impenetrable wall of what appeared to be…well fucking feathers.

Gabe had not moved from his position against the wall, only the lollipop between his fingers had shifted to his own ‘stubby’ blade.

What Gabe intended next was preempted by the portal flaring to life, golden, blue light shot across the arching doorway, the dark dot indie expanded into reality bringing with it-

“Oh come on!” Silver armor manifested in response to the almost not familiar feel of an Archangels grace. “I don’t suppose we can settle this over darts?” Gabe was the obvious target for..him? Right. Things he exactly did not want to do. There was no comfort in that in a real way he would be committing suicide and not murder as he blocked the first strike.

“Turn back! They are out of your jurisdiction!” It wasn’t anger that cried out across the Angelic bands...it was grief. He had fought a brother once, exactly once, he had literally hidden from his family for millennium to not battle.

And yet Gabe fought.
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Castiel winced ever so slightly at the reactions the two strangers displayed upon hearing his brother's name. He went to speak when his face was met with a wall full of golden feathers. He reflexively spread his own black wings in a gesture of support for his brother, though they fluttered back to their traditionally plane once Gabriel moved away. "Our world had four Archangels. Lucifer, Micheal, Raphael, Gabriel." He spoke solemnly, and to the strangers, rather than his brother who already knew this.

"Our father had Micheal lock Lucifer in a cage in hell- to wait until judgement day. Raphael took our father's side, and prepared for the apocalypse. Gabriel took advantage of the chaos to find freedom. And so they lived. Until Micheal and Lucifer's true vessels were tasked with preventing the opening of the seals on Lucifer's cage. And failed- because they were 'meant to.' We convinced Gabriel to return to fight with us. We thought Lucifer killed him." He explained quietly, the phantom pain of losing his brother, still very real and inside Cas.

"Then the Winchesters sealed Lucifer- And Micheal- inside the cage once more. From there... I led a war opposite Raphael- and in a moment of power going to my head I-... Disassembled him. As far as I am aware, Gabriel is the only Archangel that remains whole- in body and mind. Because he chose to make his own way rather than following what our brothers told us." Cas managed to explain, his soliloquy going longer than he intended- and by the time his words were done, a light was building in the portal. He winged to his brother's side immediately. Moving to offer aid- though he knew that he was no longer capable of fighting on the same level that had allowed him to defeat Raphael. He was barely stronger than he had been when Lucifer had destroyed him with a snap of his fingers.

Cas knew that Gabriel would fight better without Cas at his side- but he couldn't help but want to try and help his brother.

When more angels followed, Cas did what he could, stepping from Gabriel's side- and offering an apologetic grimace to the other angels and demon in the room. He didn't know who was on what side now. He didn't know whether it was sensible to kill this heavenly host he had never met. Castiel did know that Gabriel had been attacked now- and that made these angels his enemy. Made Aziraphale and Crowley his allies. So Castiel hesitated for half a millisecond before stabbing the first angel through the skull and watching them die in a flicker of light.

Gabriel may not be able to easily overpower his own alternate- but Castiel was more than a match for a common angel. He had been, even when he was human.
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Aziraphale pulled his hand away and Crowley had about a millisecond of wanting to grab it again before reminding himself that Aziraphale had no use for him like that and in any case, they were still in mortal danger.

"Exactly how many angels named Gabriel do you think there are? Different universe, different Gabriel, " he hissed, literally, because he was stressed and he couldn't help it. As Gabriel and Cas started speaking, corroborating Crowley's fears, he added a strained, "See?"

And then there were...feathers. Crowley wasn't sure much of what to make of that.

He didn't have a lot of time to ponder the feathers, however, seeing as the portal was flaring to life, and--well, shit, bugger it all, this was not good, this was decidedly not good--someone was coming through. A very powerful someone, power radiating off him like heat off space heater. And then...

New Gabriel was protecting them? It made so little sense, in Crowley's estimation of the world, that for a little while he honestly could not think of the thing to do. Obviously neither he nor Aziraphale were powerful enough to stand against an archangel, but on the other hand, this strange angel was putting himself in danger for their sake, and it wasn't like silly calculations like who could turn who into a smoking piece of roadkill had really factored into their thinking during the Apocalypse-that-wasn't. On the other other hand, Crowley was a demon, that meant he was supposed to not care very much what happened to angels.

He glanced at Aziraphale--who had not reacted yet but who was sure to think he had to charge in swinging, or something--and supposed that last thing wasn't very true at all.

He snapped his fingers and manifested a blade, nothing fancy like Aziraphale's flaming sword, but the sort of thing that would do in a pinch, and stood beside Gabriel and Cas and waited at the ready as the angels came through.
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"True vessels?" Aziraphale asks. This version of apocalypse seems very complicated, what with people getting locked in cages and whatnot. And Castiel didn't even mention the anti-christ. One simply couldn't have an apocalypse without an anti-christ. Although he did find it very sweet that Castiel kept referring to all the angels as brothers. It is such a nice sentiment to have. Maybe if angels in his universe considered themselves family things wouldn't have gotten so out of hand. Then again, it didn't really help the angels here. He can't imagine a heaven without Michael and Raphael.

Before Aziraphale can consider that further the portal opens and Gabriel steps through to fight... Gabriel. It's an unexpected development. Aziraphale had called for help, but he didn't think someone as high as Gabriel would actually help them. He sees Castiel join the fight as well. He raises his own sword, which still burns brightly and sees Crowley conjure his own.

"You should really sit this one out dear. They aren't after you, this isn't your fight. Besides, you can't fight angels when you're already injured." Aziraphale tells him.
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Look Gabe would say he was not what you would call a Angel that had a quick temper, sure he‘d played games with humans, especially ones that needed a lesson, but he didn’t get angry. Hell he hadn’t even gotten made when Luci killed him.

Ok he'd been pissed as hell that his brothers forced him into the fight but...that was different. There was a bond between the first four ArchAngels that just wasn’t the same between the lesser seraph.

Gabe had been the little brother, goofy in a world where that meant he thought the platypus was hilarious. He‘d been proud to be his Father's messenger, carrying his word, his faith absolute in his Father‘s authority. It had not been he who rebelled.

Lucifer refused to bow to their Father‘s newest creations, refused a command. One single ‚no‘ in a eternty of obedience changed everything.

Did it make it better or worse that the Grace he slid his blade into reached for his? That the light inside him recognized himself?

The blade that looked of nothing impressive on this plane sliced through the Other His armor- „Don‘t make me do this.“ He whispered into his counterparts ear, his wings, his Grace wrapping around them both, shielding the others from the explosion that was to come.

Because he knew this Gabriel. This is who he would have been had he not run, a soldier who could not surrender, who could not do anything but obey a order from his Father with all his heart. Gabriel was powerful, but he couldn’t contain an ArchAngel in his illusions, he couldn’t chain him, convince him, do anything but watch the defiance, feel the struggle. He choose to save the family he had left.

The blade slid higher, though his others chest.

Gabriel screamed with the other Angel as it died. His wings containing any spill over of Grace.

Not with out cost.

Gabriel staggered under the weight of the others vessel...did they use vessels? Somehow he didn’t think so. Grace leaking from the myriad of wounds the other ArchAngel had inflicted.

There was still a fight, and Gabriel couldn’t find himself assed to care right at that moment, cradling the symbol of everything he had spend eons trying to avoid.
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Castiel nodded slightly at the other angel's query. "We as angels do not possess physical forms. We are energy in our purest forms. We require the permission of a human who can contain us to wander the mortal plane. My vessel used to be the human named 'Jimmy Novak.' though he has since been granted passage to heaven." With a sigh, he added. "There are very few humans who possess the strength required to contain an Archangel's grace. Thus they must seek out true vessels."

Cas offered no other explanations as the fighting began. It was a sickening sort of familiar- killing angels. Each time his blade slid home, he was near overwhelmed with nausea and grief- he had never wanted to kill his siblings. Even those from a different universe with different rules.

But it was too late. Castiel had rebelled, and so long as he and other angel's existed, this was to be his lot in life. The price for having fallen.

He felt more than saw the blast of power as Gabriel died. Castiel twisted around mid fight with a choked noise, hoping beyond hope- and becoming dizzy with relief when he knew that it was his Gabriel who was still standing. The seraph moved to protect his older brother while he mourned.

Castiel turned to the oncoming angels and spoke in his most commanding voice. "Your Gabriel lies dead in a foreign realm. Stand down, collect your dead, and never return. You can not win this fight." He boomed, remaining in a warrior's stance in front of his brother.

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Crowley had never been much good with swords. Much like horseback riding, carrying a sword was one of those things he'd been glad to say good riddance to as the centuries had passed on. Unfortunately, the more creative human weapons tended not to work on angels, such left him without many options.

He slashed and parried, ignoring the pain burning in his side, and narrowly managing to about getting decapitated on several occasions. There was really no telling what would happen if he were disintegrated on this side of the portal, and he had little desire to find out.

One of the times was when the new Gabriel defeated the old one. Crowley atually stood there with his mouth hanging open until an angel nearly took it off. He managed to fight him off just in time to hear Castiel's pronouncement. The angels seemed to pause, rustling amongst themselves for a moment.

In the lull he found Aziraphale again, and grabbed his hand. "Come on, now's a good time a any, let's skedaddle."

In the end, he didn't much care who won or what happened. He just wanted his angel to be safe.
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Crowley had never been much good with swords. Much like horseback riding, carrying a sword was one of those things he'd been glad to say good riddance to as the centuries had passed on. Unfortunately, the more creative human weapons tended not to work on angels, such left him without many options.

He slashed and parried, ignoring the pain burning in his side, and narrowly managing to about getting decapitated on several occasions. There was really no telling what would happen if he were disintegrated on this side of the portal, and he had little desire to find out.

One of the times was when the new Gabriel defeated the old one. Crowley atually stood there with his mouth hanging open until an angel nearly took it off. He managed to fight him off just in time to hear Castiel's pronouncement. The angels seemed to pause, rustling amongst themselves for a moment.

In the lull he found Aziraphale again, and grabbed his hand. "Come on, now's a good time a any, let's skedaddle."

In the end, he didn't much care who won or what happened. He just wanted his angel to be safe.

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Angels possessed people here?! Crowley is a demon and not even he stoops so low as to possess someone on a regular basis. Aziraphale had only done it once for a brief time during the Apocalypse and had found it an unpleasant experience. Unfortunately he has no time to comment on this as angels come pouring out of the portal and the fighting begins.

As Aziraphale fights he tries to keep Crowley someowhere in his line of vision. He wouldn't put it past his ex-associates to throw down their blades and try to smite the poor dear which is rather unsporting in Aziraphale's opinion. Thankfully Crowley holds his own quite well.

As Aziraphale fights he tries to avoid killing blows, doing just enough to knock them unconscious or send them running back through the portal. Most angels underestimate Aziraphale's fighting skills, though Aziraphale can't imagine why. One doesn't become a guardian of Eden without the ability cut through throngs of enemies with efficiency.

In a white light Gabriel collapses in death and the tides of battle shift into their favor. Crowley takes the reprieve to find Aziraphale.

"Come on, now's a good time a any, let's skedaddle."

Aziraphale shakes his head.

"You run along ahead dear, but I'm afraid I have to stay and see this through." Aziraphale says, "they are after me, besides I still need to close the portal once we finish fighting."

Knowing that Crowley will not be pleased by that response, he gives the demon an extra bright smile and says as cheerfully as he can muster given the circumstances, "But maybe you can find a restaurant in this place. I do think I'll need a drink when this is over. Find someplace with a good wine list."
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It would be really easy to hate Cas.

Gabe cradled the broken body of his other self he’d killed for the one sibling that also rebelled. What made Cas different than Luci? Except if it had been his big brother here...Gabe would have fought to protect him too.

In the end it was and wasn’t about ideology; for Gabriel it was about family he’d run because he couldn’t, wouldn’t fight his brothers.

Gabriel didn’t fight for the newcomers, he fought for Castiel. Because once again Castiel had thrown his lot in with a bunch of stragglers Gabriel found himself doing the one thing he had fought so hard to avoid.

Their chatter was heard, and Gabe found something like hate in his heart for the first time; how dare Aziraphale talk about dinner?! Gabriel lifted the shell of his other self, guiding it back home through its portal after the others had retreated.

His hard gaze didn’t rest on the demon, but on the angel who had caused this.

“Close it.” he ordered.

The moment ended, his armor fading away tucking away his wings and grace behind the old protections meant to keep what and who he was hidden even from his own kind.

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Castiel had come without hesitation because it was in his nature. He had never wanted anything more than to offer what help he could. He didn't wish to cause his brother this pain, and he regretted that it had happened. Certainly, they had saved these two, but they had killed more than that. Who was to say that Castiel had fought on the right side?

Hearing the other angel comment about dinner had his feathers rustling. Perhaps he had chosen to fight on the wrong side. The man had been good enough to try and avoid killing his kin, but what kind of being found it so easy to move from fighting and death and loss to talking about wine?

The demon was someone Cas understood. He was trying to find his way to safety. Away from someone who had confessed to stabbing a man of the same name from a different universe.

Cas frowned slightly, cleaning his blades and returning them to their places on his person. His wings were likewise folded back into place, though that was less to hide them, and more for convenience.

While his brother was returning the alternate Gabriel, Cas carried all of the others through. The shells of those who he had killed, those who had been knocked out by Aziraphale, any who had not been gathered already by the departing angels. He stood back beside Gabriel, squeezing his shoulder slightly, hoping that his expression would convey enough of his sincere regret without speaking in front of these strangers.

"You speak so easily about food. I hope that my brother and I have not made the wrong choice by aiding you. I hope that I have not made the wrong choice by forcing my brother into this fight."

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