Gabriel could see the pain, the struggle, the hurt in Drake's eyes. The weights of his sins on his small, if far from fragile self. He is reminded of their Father and his words about the ability of water, of love, to wash away the sins that plagued the soul. He had been angry at first, that he, a being of truth and his pure waters would be used to cleanse beings drenched in sin. His Father explained though, that it was not sinners that were saved by this act, but people. That free choice was a burden as much a blessing. Than people did things out of need that weighed on them. It was Gabriel and his water, his truth, his love, that could lift that burden from them and give them peace. To help them to be complete and feel good about themselves again. To find the light in their sorrow.<br/><br/>Gabriel has never been so grateful for this before. Looking into his lover's eyes, he knows what he needs to do.<br/><br/>"It's okay. Come with me." He says softly. He wraps Drake in his arms and unfurls his wings. A moment later they land in a beautiful garden and Gabe is wearing elaborate white robes accented here and there with blue. The very air of this place is peaceful, calm, and soothing. Gabe takes Drake by the hand and leads him through the garden and the tall trees. Drake would feel that they are approaching something of great power. No one else seems to be around. When the trees finally break there is a large pool of water before them. Much larger than a pond but not the size of a lake either. It is humming with holy power and it feels like Gabriel. "This is the pool of my birth Drake." He says quietly.