While Castiel was preoccupied with feeding the small grey ball of fuzz in his lap, Gabriel sat back and watched them both. If someone were to look very closely, they might see a slight softening around his very jaded, cynical eyes as a full little penguin chick curled up in his brother’s hands and fell asleep.
It was one thing he deeply regretted when he left home. Seeing Michael and Lucifer tearing at each other’s throats wounded him on a level he couldn’t even begin to frame into words. But he still loved them, fiercely. And he loved the rest of his family, the extended Host just as much, even if he didn’t know them all quite as well.
Maybe he could make up for some of that lost time here.
Or at the very least, harass the hell out of the Winchesters for fun.
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Date: 2011-04-08 12:57 am (UTC)It was one thing he deeply regretted when he left home. Seeing Michael and Lucifer tearing at each other’s throats wounded him on a level he couldn’t even begin to frame into words. But he still loved them, fiercely. And he loved the rest of his family, the extended Host just as much, even if he didn’t know them all quite as well.
Maybe he could make up for some of that lost time here.
Or at the very least, harass the hell out of the Winchesters for fun.