Robin0203: Me too! ME TOO! Things are about to get interesting though! It's gonna get good.

AN: So this is actually just a bit of a filler chapter, getting us to where we need to go slowly. Things are about to get interesting here guys, stuff is about to happen and its going to be good!

More are yet to come.

"I do believe that when the nurse says it is wash time, she means it is indeed wash time."

Levi crossed his arms and shook his head stubbornly, eyes the basin of water from across the room in his bed, he wanted no part in it. He was comfortable where he was and with his mind set, he wasn't moving from his spot without being physically lifted from it.

From across the room, Raphael looked between both the tub and the boy in his bed, arms crossed over his chest loosely. He gave it a moment more and uncrossed his arms, Levi watched him closely, the nurses and orderlies would simply leave him be.

Not daring upset him with such things.

But not this one, this one, his friend here, he would come get him from this bed and he most certainly would force him to take his bath.

Levi took his chances, near wireless, and he tried to make a bolt for it. Large hands caught him around the waist and lifted him straight from the floor.

"Not so fast now, we must get you in there before it gets too cool."

He pouted and turned large pleading eyes on him, "But I don't wanna!"

Raphael chuckled softly and carried him over to the tub, "There are may things I don't want to do, for instance, I don't want to have to force you to do things you should already be doing, and yet, here we are."

Levi giggled and squirmed when fingers tweaked at his side.

"If you know what's good for you, you'll get in without a fight, or we can keep going like this."

Levi giggled and pushed against his chest, "No! No! I'll do it! I'll do it!"

Gabriel nodded along until Raphael had finally told him all about this boy named Levi, and watching his brother talk about the boy he knew that this kid meant something special to his brother.

Rapheel lifted his face away from his hands, having buried it there a moment before, his emotions rolling in a way he had never felt before knowing that Levi was gone and in danger. And then there was the rolling rage towards that cretin who dared touch a hair on his head, when he felt a hand settle on his shoulder.

His younger brother smiled sympathetically, "We'll get him back brother, he clearly means a lot to you, I will do everything in my power to help get him back."

"That is not what worries me, he is not well, there is no telling how long he can go without the care he can get here."

"What is wrong with him?"

"He is sick Gabriel, very sick, I worry for him out there."

The Messenger raised an eyebrow at his brother, "Why didn't you just heal him?"

Raphael shook his head, "He has already been claimed, too far ahead, there was nothing I could do."

"Already been claimed? By who?"

"Death."

Gabriel's eyes brightened in thought, an idea coming to mind.

"It is not often that an Archangel, let alone two, come to visit me. Tell me, what can I do for you?"

Raphael did not look so sure about this, making sure to keep Gabriel at a somewhat safe distance from this particular creature, even if when it came down to it there was nothing he could really do if he decided to go on the offensive.

Or got mad.

Death took a sip from his drink and a chip from his bag, turning to look up at them for the first time since they had appeared there at least an hour ago.

"You have grown fond of the boy."

Raphael nodded, it was true, though he had never actually stated such things out loud he has grown quite fond of the boy. Levi was, well Levi was his closest friend. He was worried about the child.

"He does not have long left."

"That's right and rumor has it that you claimed him for your own, not often you do that anymore, whats up with that?"

Gabriel was going to be the death of them all, talking to Death like that, but the pale man merely laughed softly and nodded.

"It is odd, isn't it. It's not something I have felt in such a long while now. One out of over 7 billion humans and one has drawn my attention. There is something about that child I can't put my finger on. He is different."

"He is isn't he," Raphael cut in depite himself, "He has this attitude about him, sarcastic and childlike, it's almost endearing."

"We could agree on that."

Gabriel smiled at his brother over his shoulder. Death cleared his throat and reached for another sip of his drink. Back down to business with him. Never one to be 'playful' for too long.

"And I'm assuming you want my help?"

"It would be nice."

Death heaved a sigh and pushed himself up from the chair he was relaxing in, or as close as Death could get to 'relaxing' in anything, and he held out a silver key. Old fashioned and ancient looking. Gabriel looked down at it as it laid in his hand, Death patted a hand down his suit making ready to take his leave.

"What's this for?"

"Think about it little messenger. Who were the ones that locked those vile creatues away the first time?"

He tapped the floor with his cane, "Perhaps it's time you looked downwards for help."

So Raphael finally told Gabriel about Levi! YAY! Gabe's gonna love him guys, I just know it, he's gonna love him! And they went to Death for help? Death gave them a key, but to what? Who is he talking about? Who is he saying they should seek help from?

AND, Where is Levi and Castiel? What's been going on with them? Find out next chapter!