you're my wonderwall

You could not have picked a better night for a first flight if you had tried to. The temperature was pleasant; balmy and mild. There was a slight wind but it was gentle and of a breezy nature so it didn't lash against the angel's bare chest. The waxing moon and the various clusters of stars scattered around from place to place provided some light amongst the stark darkness of the night sky.

Flying was a practice that couldn't possibly be compared to anything else the man had ever experienced before. The high that came from consuming alcohol or even taking drugs did not stand a chance against the sensations that came along with flying.

Soaring miles above the island was freeing to say the least. Seeing all the buildings and open land below as if they belonged in a little toy village felt satisfying. Some of the blocks had lights shining out through the windows, while others were completely black. It was an action that didn't require much thought, all that was required of him was to keep his wings beating in a steady rhythm, so he didn't plummet to the ground, and observation.

It was possible to close his eyes, but he didn't want to - there were too many things that he wished to witness and at the same time it didn't feel like he was being forced to focus on anything at all. Even with the extremely high altitude, breathing felt far easier up here than it ever had before. Each breath felt lighter than the last, and although he weighed at least a solid one hundred and eighty seven pounds he felt completely weightless.

However he couldn't avoid reality forever. He didn't really want to come down from the beautiful buzz that flying gave him, but like everyone else he had responsibilities and obligations that he couldn't push aside. He began his descent at a rapid pace, aiming for the Starlight Academy dorms - in specific William Beckett's dorm. He planned to hover outside the window and rap his knuckles against the glass panes until the boy came over to it and let him in.

Unfortunately, not everything went according to plan as the angel might have mastered the art of flying from the get go but he had not exactly learned how to stop . His whole body, wings and all, smashed through the window of William's dorms with a loud crash. Shards of glass flew everywhere, piercing the man's skin in a few places.

The angel landed on the ground of the dorm with a loud thud. He got up shakily, there was blood gushing out of a deep wound near the bottom of his left shoulder and there were several nasty looking scrapes in other places. He tried to steady himself by fumbling around with his arms, trying to find a place to lean on. That only caused him to knock a load of things off the window sill.

"Oh God, I'm sorry." The angel apologised, spinning around to see what he had caused to fall over, hoping to pick up anything that wasn't smashed. Unfortunately this only created further damage as he had forgotten about the space needed for the enormous white feathered wings that protruded out of his back.

A series of loud crashes and bangs followed, with everything smashing into tiny bits and pieces, resembling a scene in a kitchen where a plate had been dropped. Most of the items he had knocked over were far beyond repair. "Oh shit! I am so sorry!" He felt extremely guilty, he was after causing hundreds of dollars worth of damages. Though perhaps that was not the specific matter he should be concerned about right now.

William's screaming only caused Gabriel to panic. Of course, he should have expected it - how else did he expect the poor boy to react? Not only had he heard someone crashing through his window in the dead of night, but also he had just found out that the person who caused the scene was someone that he had believed to be dead.

When Gabe saw the weapon William was wielding it warmed his heart ever so slightly. The boy had obviously picked up the item closest to him, and while it mightn't have been the best choice of weapon he was relieved to see that the boy had not been planning to go down without a fight. Even though they were officially not together any longer, Gabe still felt extremely protective over Bill and didn't want him to come anywhere near harm's way.

As William stared at him Gabe felt almost suffocated by the raw emotions that were overwhelming him. He felt a mixture of everything from sadness and guilt to joy and excitement- though his expression remained consistent throughout and you may have thought he was being cold if you didn't know him very well.

Unconditional love was what hit him hardest out of everything he felt. He hadn't quite thought about how this was going to go before he'd headed over to Bill's place. He hadn't had a clue how he'd feel once he saw William face to face. He'd expected that maybe he'd still feel angry that the boy had broken up with him, or maybe he'd feel guilty and blame himself. But he wasn't thinking about the break up at all. No, he was thinking about the fact that he was absolutely and completely still in love with William Beckett despite all they'd been through.

When William reached out to touch him, Gabe went rigid. He was nervous that the boy would slap him, not because William was the violent sort or anything but because the pangs of guilt in his stomach told him that he deserved to be hit for letting William believe he was gone for good. He believed he should have found the boy sooner, though realistically he hadn't had time.

"Yes William, it's me." Gabe managed to get the words out, even though he could feel his throat knotting up. He wouldn't let himself cry too, no way, but seeing the poor boy so upset broke his heart. "I promise I'm real." He wanted nothing more than to comfort the boy, but he was so clumsy in his current state and William was so fragile , he was afraid he'd break him just like the ornaments on the window sill.

Gabe was absolutely terrified to provide the boy with any form of physical comfort as he was extremely afraid that he would whack the boy with one of his gigantic wings. Until he learned to get more control of them and to stop them beating involuntarily he'd have to try restrain himself, or maybe he could position himself extremely carefully.

The latter option was the one that appealed to Gabriel the most right now. All he wanted was to calm the boy down and quench the heart-breaking sobs that were escaping from Bill's mouth. To be sure he wouldn't hurt the boy he'd have to go behind him though, so that the boy was not in the path of his wings. That meant the task of trying to remove William's grasp from his legs, without hurting the poor teen's feelings.

It was only then that Gabe realised that William was bleeding . He hadn't noticed until now as apart from the moonlight and the soft glow of his halo there was an absence of light in the room. "You're bleeding, " Gabe exclaimed before remembering that you weren't supposed to point out injuries that the person hasn't realised about, you were meant to just try treat them without drawing too much attention to the severity of the injury. It would only cause to freak them out.

Then Gabe remembered something he'd been told about. He had a power that could help heal injuries...though it would drain energy from himself. He didn't mind though, it was worth it for William. Besides the wound wasn't too bad so it wouldn't completely wear him out. He knelt down slowly, careful not to even twitch his wings, and began to softly stroke the area of skin on William's leg where the cuts were. "This should help. "

Gabe exhaled heavily, trying to think where to start. He supposed there was no point in beating around the bush, though there was a lot to tell. "I did die, " he began, " cardiac arrest. He blinked at Bill before continuing, "but for some reason I was brought back, and given a set of wings and a halo. " He shrugged, he wasn't supposed to tell William everything in detail so he had to be vague. "I guess I was a good Jew after all? " He laughed, trying to make light of the situation.

Gabe felt his heart begin to race as the boy began to touch his wings, it was possibly one of the things he'd been most fearful of. Though he relaxed after a minute because it felt nice . It was a completely foreign feeling to him, nothing like getting his skin touched, but it was lovely. "Careful, " he warned, though his heart wasn't really in it, "I don't really know how to control them yet. "

The longer the boy clutched onto Gabe the more comfortable he became, realising that he had enough control even at this stage to not hurt William. Maybe it wasn't even possible for him to hurt the boy, physically at least, he wasn't quite sure how far the whole protecting him business went. "I won't be going away again, ever, " Gabe promised the distraught teenager. "I'm not able to die again anyway so you don't have to worry about that. " He reassured William.

"Te amo, Guillermo. Te amo. " Gabe hugged the boy close to him, rocking him back and forth. He froze suddenly though, noticing the boy's cuts and properly hearing what Bill had just said about thinking he had killed the other man. "What? What do you mean?" He frowned, "you didn't kill me! My own stupid powers killed me."

Gabe stopped William from getting up, "don't, I caused the mess I'll clean it. " He felt like he should at least take some action considering he might not be able to actually reimburse William for some of the items he had broken.

"Why are you sorry? You're not a bad person," Gabe was completely unaware about what had happened between William and August so he didn't really get why the boy was apologising. "I mean yeah you broke up with me, and that was kinda shitty for me but it wasn't exactly like we were on very good terms when it happened." Gabe hadn't dealt with the break-up all that well but he didn't consider William a bad person for choosing to break up with him.

"Well...I think it would have ended happening anyway. " Gabe began, thinking about what the archangels had told him. He wasn't sure if that piece of information would make William feel any better or not. "I think I was destined to come back as an angel for some reason...man that sounds like I'm so full of myself. " He laughed, "which to be honest isn't far from the truth.

"But I want to help, " Gabe stated matter-of-factly, he didn't realise that William was concerned that he would only cause further mess. Gabe murmured reluctantly as the boy pulled away from him, he knew Bill wasn't going anywhere but he still didn't want to let him go. He had almost forgotten how much he needed the other boy's comfort.

Gabe's eyes burned when William turned on the main light. They had adjusted to the darkness while he was flying and so it took a moment for them to get used to the brightness again. "Oh, hmm, maybe...yeah!" Gabe decided, realising that he was feeling a little drained from healing William after all. "Thanks, " he added on an afterthought.