The next morning when I awoke, there was a faint groaning sound coming from downstairs, figuring it was just Gabriel being in slight pain I got up out of bed and made my way downstairs. Walking down the hallway I noticed immediately that something was way off, Gabriel was not on the couch, instead he lay on the floor on his front, blood staining the back of his shirt. Quickly running over to him I started to help him up when a pained groan stopped my movement, he looked up at me with tears running down his cheeks, pain evident on his facial expression. Setting him back down on the floor I kept him up in an upright position. Sitting behind him with my knees pressing into his lower back to keep him steady.
"Alright just try to relax Gabriel, okay? I'm just gonna take off your shirt to see what's wrong, okay?" Giving a weak nod I carefully started to take off his shirt, pulling up his arms gently as I lifted the shirt off of him completely. Staring at his back my eyes widened some, two large gashed were in between his shoulder blades, blood stained the edges of them with pus already forming in the gashes.
"Is it bad?" Gabriel asked sorrowfully, his head turned to the side to look at me from the corner of his eye. Looking back at the gashes then back to him, I sighed some.
"I'm gonna clean it up okay? It won't be bad when I'm finished okay? Just try and hold yourself up while I get some supplies." Getting up slowly, making sure he could sit up by himself, I made my way to the linen closet, grabbing the rubbing alcohol, some gauze as well as some cotton squares. Heading back to Gabriel, I sat behind him again, pouring some of the rubbing alcohol onto the cotton square I held his shoulder. "This may sting a bit, but just try to stay still." Gently placing the cotton onto the left sided gash, a pained groan resounded from Gabriel, whimpers following as I dabbed the square gently into the gash, clearing it of any infections that appeared there. Putting the used cotton square onto the side table, I took another cotton square and poured some rubbing alcohol onto it, preparing to clean the other gash. Giving Gabriel a notice of what was to come again, I begin to dab the gash lightly, wincing some as another pained groan resounded through the room. Grabbing a few more cotton squares and some gauze, I placed a few squares on each of the gashes and wrapped the gauze around Gabriel's torso, making sure it was semi tight to keep the cotton pressed against the gashes to make sure that if they did bleed again it wouldn't stain another shirt or any furniture. Standing back up I began to help Gabriel when he began to whimper, looking up at me with tear stained cheeks with tears still flowing. Giving a sympathetic look to him I say back down and hugged him lightly. Gabriel hugged back as best as he could with being that he could really only move one arm, but nonetheless he still hugged pretty tight for only using one arm. Taking one hand I began to wipe away the tears.
"We'll go to the hospital as soon as the storm lightens up and the roads are clear, okay?" Giving a weak nod, Gabriel laid his head into my shoulder, gripping the back of my shirt with his good hand.

Gabriel's P.O.V

Never in my entire existence have I ever felt as much pain as I did right now, being an angel that means that we don't feel pain as humans do, yes there is still pain but it's more like a light pinch to us. But this, this was pain that I would never wish upon my worst enemy, for no one should ever encounter this. Having your wings ripped out felt a lot worse then what they tell you back in heaven. Back there they told you it hurt, like a stabbing feeling was being implemented into your back. What they didn't tell us is that it felt a hundred times worse, like fish hooks were being placed in your back slowly and then being ripped out fast and hard. Doesn't sound that painful but trust me, it hurts like hell.
After [Your Name] found me on the floor crying like a baby, she patched me up pretty good and now we're just sitting on the floor hugging in a awkward state due to the fact that my wings were ripped out when I fell. My functional arm was wrapped around her upper back, my hand gripping tightly onto her pajama shirt, my other arm laid at my side while her arms were wrapped around me in a tight but soft embrace. I'd never been this close to a human before, yeah there's been those one night stands and the occasional fucking up someone's life due to them being an asshole, but this was a different type of closeness. No one has seen me this vulnerable before, my brothers hadn't and sure as hell my father hasn't. But being with this person, who had seen me in what is possibly my most vulnerable state, I don't feel like I should shy away or run away from her. No, I feel comfortable with her and I don't think that has ever happened before, and it scares me. It scares me to know that I'm comfortable with someone who will die someday, someone who will quite possibly die if they ever knew who I was, which is why as soon as I can walk properly, I'm leaving, I don't care how comfortable I am with her, I'm not letting the freaking god squad kill her for the reason that she knows who I am. For now at least, while I'm here, I'll be comfortable. Tightening my grip on her I leaned my head onto her shoulder and closed my eyes, sighing lightly as I let sleep take me over.

So I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, sorry it took me a few days to get it done, I'm a huge procrastinator. Anyways the next chapter should be done in a few days to about a week, it all depends on how much I can write.