*This has been done forever, but ff is just now letting me post, sorry for the wait!*

Author's Note:

Hi again to anyone that already knows me, and hello to any new readers as well! I had intended on not writing anymore SPN fics after my first one, May Angels Lead You In, but my wonderful friend Suzy gave me her plot bunnies and told me I better keep writing. This story is dedicated to her for the idea. Suz, you're one of the most amazing people I have had the pleasure to meet on this site! Anyways, there will be Gabriel/Cas brotherly love, and eventual Destiel/Sabriel slash, but nothing graphic! Song lyrics from beginning and end are from Get Out Alive by Three Days Grace.

This fan fiction is mostly pre-written because ff was down and I just kept writing, so roughly 12 chapters will be posted today. I pretty much know where the plot is going and have the next few chapters planned out to be written, but if anyone has any scene requests, feel free to let me know. It may take awhile to work them in, but I'll find somewhere, I promise. All chapters are from Gabriel's P.O.V. unless the header says it's from Dean's, Sam's, or Castiel's. The P.O.V. will change much more frequently later in the story.

Lights, cameras, action ;-)

"No time for goodbye he said, as he faded away

Don't put your life in someone's hands, they're bound to steal it away

Don't hide your mistakes 'cause they'll find you, burn you."

Cries pierced the air as I made for Castiel. He was sound asleep, oblivious to his horrific surroundings. The war was even bloodier than expected. Scooping the sleeping angel up into my arms, I slunk back into the shadows, away from my fighting brethren. They didn't even seem to notice my absence. In spite of being one of Heaven's most fearsome weapons, the war was too hectic for them to be aware I was gone.

After many small battles, the War of Lucifer was finally taking place. It had been decided that he would be cast down to Hell for eternity, and it had resulted in an anarchy. His allies an his enemies were in a vicious war with each other. Many young angels like Castiel had already died simply by being caught in the crossfire. I wouldn't, couldn't, let that happen to my little brother.

Most of the happy memories I had involved Castiel. Probably because he was the sweetest, most precious angel I'd ever met. So innocent and untainted by the selfish and petty laws of Heaven. From the moment we'd met, I'd known he was different. There was something about him that told me he was special. More than the typical angels that didn't hesitate to conform to the will of others.

It had not taken long for me to love Castiel, nor did it take him long to love me. We became inseparable. Whenever he was confused or afraid, I was the one he came to. Whenever he couldn't sleep, I was the one he sought out. Though all angels were technically brothers and sisters, we were brothers in the truest sense of the term.

The tiny angel slept on without once waking as I fled for all it was worth. Never had I thought I would be on the verge of sacrificing everything I knew for one simple little creature, but like an angel had once told me: Without life, we can have no family, and without family, we can have no life. That same angel had died in the very battle I was saving my brother from having to endure.

My large, vibrant wings spread from my back as I carried little Castiel far, far away from the immense battlefield. I finally came to one of Heaven's gates. It led to Earth…it led to the only peaceful place I could think of. I had fervently hoped it wouldn't come to this, but alas, I had no other choice. This was my baby brother. I had to protect him.

"Hold on tight, little brother," I whispered quietly.

With those five simple words, I fell from Heaven. Not in the sense that I would no longer be an angel, but in the sense that would take me to Earth. I folded my enormous wings around Castiel as the wind surged around us, and I silently prayed that the landing wouldn't be as dreadful as I feared. Of all the angels in my Garrison, I'd always been the worst at landings, so this was bound to end badly.

A prickle of anxiety went through me when Castiel stirred in my arms. I used a tiny bit of my powers to keep him asleep, knowing he would be horribly frighetned if he awoke. He loved and trusted me, but falling at the speed of light, from Heaven nonetheless, would terrify him. I tightened my grip on him and repeated to myself that this was for the best.

Sickness rolled in my stomach, but I didn't regret my decision dropped to leave the only home I'd ever known. The air shifted around me as my body plunged further and further down. Castiel remained under my influence, blissfully unaware of what was happening. Perhaps he would one day resent me for taking him from Heaven, but right now my only intention was to keep him out of the massacre taking over what I had once referred to as Paradise.

And before I had time to realize what was happening…I found myself on Earth.

"If you want to get out alive, run for your life

If I stay it won't be long 'til I'm burning on the inside

If I go, I can only hope that I make it to the other side."