Reeling, Raphael tore his eyes away from the... the whatever that Michael had become and ran towards the one angelic presence which did not repulse him. He flung himself against Gabriel, his heart released and now pumping wildly, sobbing and shuddering.
"I told him to leave!" He screamed. "I told him not to, I begged him, pleaded with him, you must believe me! I told him I didn't want it, he pushed me out of the way...
Oh Gabriel... Gabriel, Gabriel, Gabriel, what have I done, what have we done, it's horrible, why did he have to, he didn't have to, why, why... my fault, it was my punishment, he shouldn't have, shouldn't have..." He gasped for air and looked up at Gabriel with bloodshot eyes.
Then he resumed babbling.
"I can't feel him any more, can't look, don't want to look, I can't see him like that, I won't, I refuse, but it feels so empty now that, that... He was the commander, what will we do, what can we, there's nothing right..."
Tears were dampening the front of Gabriel's shirt as Raphael cluthed it. His nose was running so it doubled as a tissue as well, but the healer was beyond embarassment.
"What do we do, what can we do, there's nothing and he's gone, he's gone, it isn't fair, didn't want this, I tried to stop it, please, please, why...
Michael..." He moaned and clung to Gabriel, weeping into his chest.
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Date: 2006-02-26 10:06 am (UTC)"I told him to leave!" He screamed. "I told him not to, I begged him, pleaded with him, you must believe me! I told him I didn't want it, he pushed me out of the way...
Oh Gabriel... Gabriel, Gabriel, Gabriel, what have I done, what have we done, it's horrible, why did he have to, he didn't have to, why, why... my fault, it was my punishment, he shouldn't have, shouldn't have..." He gasped for air and looked up at Gabriel with bloodshot eyes.
Then he resumed babbling.
"I can't feel him any more, can't look, don't want to look, I can't see him like that, I won't, I refuse, but it feels so empty now that, that... He was the commander, what will we do, what can we, there's nothing right..."
Tears were dampening the front of Gabriel's shirt as Raphael cluthed it. His nose was running so it doubled as a tissue as well, but the healer was beyond embarassment.
"What do we do, what can we do, there's nothing and he's gone, he's gone, it isn't fair, didn't want this, I tried to stop it, please, please, why...
Michael..." He moaned and clung to Gabriel, weeping into his chest.