Gabriel stood outside God's chambers, wondering if he should go in or not. It had only been two hours, but still, he was nervous.

"...Dad? … You wanna talk?"

"Go away, Gabriel." At hearing that, Gabriel paused, and then walked off. Inside the chamber, God was sitting on the floor, holding a piece of linen cloth in his hands. He had lost his son.

(33+ Earth years ago)

"No, no, no, no, NO! Absolutely not! Push those two out of the top room, make space in the hall! Something other than THAT!"

"Dad-"

"It's undignified, unbelievable, unsanitary!" God groaned in exhaustion, and put his face in his hands.

"Dad, that's where they're going, okay? Chill out. It doesn't matter where it happens, alright?"

"MY KID is NOT going to be born in a dumbass BARN!"

(a few years later)

"I swear, if they die in the desert before the get back, I'm gonna evaporate the husband."

"Dad, this is the third time you've threatened the step-father in the past hour. CHILL. OUT."

(a few years later)

"REALLY? REALLY? A CARPENTER? A CARPENTER? You could've been a teacher, or a priest, but noooooo, you wanna work with WOOD!"

"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, DAD! HE'S ONLY 20 YEARS OLD! LET HIM MAKE POOR LIFE CHOICES! HE'S HUMAN, YOUDAMNIT!" Gabriel snapped at his father.

"I DID NOT BRING HIM INTO BEING AND GIVE HIM POWER SO HE COULD MAKE DOORS!"

(a few years later)

"Okay, that one, those two, them in the boat... eh, maybe the tax collector... I don't know about that one."

"What's going on?" Gabriel looked over his father's shoulder.

"He's getting followers. This is it, Gabriel. He's gonna spread the message of Heaven throughout the lands. And those twelve are gonna help him."

"Eh. That last guy looks kinda shifty."

"Yeah, I think so too."

(later)

"Yes, yes, yes. Make that blind person see, heal the sick lady, make the crippled kid walk again. Man, he's on fire!"

"Don't you think he should tone down the miracles a bit? It could attract the wrong attention."

"Oh, please, what's the worst that can happen?"

(later)

"… Don't say it." God mumbled as he sulked.

"Well... he got arrested... Imagine that!"

"Don't say it."

"Now, I don't wanna say 'I told you so'-"

"THEN DON'T!"

(later)

"Don't! DON'T YOU DARE! GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM, YOU FILTHY HUMANS! YOU WILL KNOW MY WRATH IF YOU-" God was being held back by Gabriel to prevent his father from destroying the city, or worse.

"DAD! STOP! STOP! He'll come to Heaven anyway. He did what he needed to. You'll see him again... Please, just... calm down." As Gabriel spoke, God's human son, Jesus was breathing raggedly while nailed to a cross. God watched as his son was in pain and near death.

"… Forgive them... father... for they know... not what they do..." He heard his son praying to him, and could literally feel the man's life slipping away. "… It is... finished." At that, God heard his son's final breath and heartbeat.

"… AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" God yelled, unleashing a wave of power upon the Earth. The ground shook, seas created massive waves, and buildings fell to the ground. After he finished, God slumped to the ground, weak and tired.

"… Uh dad?... We have a visitor..." Gabriel tapped on his father's shoulder, and God turned around to see a tall, slender, skeletal man with pale skin behind them.

"I told you this would happen. The child was mortal, and therefore could die. My condolences." The man bowed slightly and God stood to face him, shaking slightly.

"… You'll keep our deal? Like we agreed?"

"Indeed. Three days and then he'll be sent up to Heaven. You'll have your son, and the humans will have their Messiah. And in return, you never have another spawn like that. He messed with the natural order, and made a mockery of me. No more miracle workers." At that, Death turned around and walked out.

"… Okay... Three days... That's do-able... Come on, let's go smite a few demons. That always cheers you up."

(three days later, 2 hours earlier)

"He's coming home, he's coming home, he's-" God was running through Heaven's corridors to meet his son, when he ran into Michael. "Oh, hey Michael. Nice to see you. Anyway, I gotta-" God tried to get past, but Michael blocked his path.

"I'm sorry father. It has to be done." Michael stared down his father, and God seemed confused and slightly scared. "The law of Heaven is clear. No spawn of Heaven and Earth can be allowed to exist. Even your spawn."

"… My 'spawn'?! He has a name!"

"I know. But I don't care."

"Michael, you may be my son, but the rest of Heaven will not-"

"The rest of Heaven agreed." Michael replied, and God was taken back. "They will wipe him out. And I was to keep you from interfering." At that, Michael pulled out his sword, and God stood away from him.

"… Michael, I am warning you... Let. Me. Thro-" God was cut off as Michael swung his sword, missing by about two inches.

"I am a soldier of Heaven, and it pains me to have to do this to you. But the law of Heaven is-" Michael fell forward, and Gabriel appeared behind him, holding his angel blade.

"… I got him... Go save your son." Gabriel panted, and God ran off. He ran as fast as he could, and he turned the corner to see every angel in Heaven surrounding a man in linen clothing. There was a second before they unleashed their power and the man was disintegrated. God cried out, and the angels turned toward him. God unleashed a wave of power, and they were pushed away from him. God knelt at the pile of ash, and picked up a piece of burnt linen out of the ash. He slowly got up, and walked back to his chambers.

(Now)

God still held the fabric in his hands, and then he looked towards the sky.

"Screw it." God got up, and grabbed a bunch of his things and shoved them into a bag, slinging it over his shoulder. He walked out his door and slammed into Gabriel.

"… Dad? … What're you-"

"I'm leaving... Goodbye." God pushed past Gabriel, who walked after him.

"… Wait, wait, wait! You can't just abandon the throne, think of what'll happen if you go away! The power struggle-"

"I DON'T CARE, GABRIEL! I JUST... DON'T CARE... ALL OF HEAVEN BETRAYED ME, DISOBEYED ME!"

"… Not ALL of Heaven... I'm coming with you." Gabriel snapped his fingers, and a sack full of Gabriel's stuff was slung over his shoulder. "If you wanna get away, fine. But I'm gonna make sure that you don't do anything reckless or stupid. You want a vacation? Fine, I'm down. But if you even think about ending it, about giving up forever, I WILL stop you." Gabriel planted his feet and waited for his father's response.

"… Okay... Let's get going." God reached his hand, and Gabriel shook it. At that moment, they both teleported to Rome. They both looked around, and they walked through the city.

"So... God and Gabe, two of the most powerful beings in Heaven... taking a vay-cay."

"Yep... You wanna get fish for dinner?"

"Nah... I'm in the mood for pork."