The Dark Wind: ’Akóhájí Doogááł 3/3
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Epilogue
After the improbable conclusion of the showdown in Stull Cemetery, as Dean headed toward Cicero to keep his promise to Sam, Castiel took leave of him and headed toward the best point for finding entry into the Cage. But his flight was arrested when someone grabbed him by the edge of one wing.
“Where do you think you’re going, kiddo?”
Castiel gasped and spun. “Gabriel! I... we thought... the hotel....”
Gabriel shrugged. “Yeah, well. It’s a long story. Where you headed?”
“I was going to retrieve Sam.”
“Alone?!”
“But I can’t just....”
Gabriel held up a hand. “I get it. I don’t like it, either. But neither one of us has the juice to get him out in one piece, not right now. We don’t have backup from the Host. And you know what Dean will say if we don’t manage to get all of him on the first try. So, since this was my bad idea, I’ll be the one to call in a few favors.”
“From whom are you owed such favors?”
“Castiel....”
“Can it be done quickly?”
Gabriel put a hand on Castiel’s shoulder. “We won’t leave him down there a minute longer than we have to, brother. I promise. We owe them that.”
Castiel sighed. “What should I do, then?”
“Keep an eye on Heaven, and keep an eye on Dean. Leave the rest to me.”
“Will you come back to us?”
“When I can.”
Castiel nodded. “All right, then.” And he left.
Gabriel sighed and watched him fly off. Once Castiel was out of angelic earshot, Gabriel called, “Kali?”
Kali appeared next to him. “You handled him well.”
“How much did you hear?”
“Enough. How much did you mean?”
He studied her face for a moment and sighed again. “I need to talk to your dad, toots.”
Glossary
’Akóhájí Doogááł – He Will Go the Same Way
Bináá’ łitso – Yellow-Eyes
Haidzaa? – What happened?
Diné – Navajo
Amá Sání – maternal grandmother
Zhini – African-American
Tha mi e a’ faicinn – I see it
Nidáá – Enemy Way ceremony
chindi – evil spirit/ghost
Yáát’ééh, Haashch’éélt’i’í, shicheii. – Greetings, Talking God, my grandfather.
Ahéhee’ – Thank you
Hágoónee, shitsóóké – Farewell, my grandsons
Sołtį’ – Let’s go
Bilagáana – white person
Hodiyingo – in a holy way
shinaaí – my (older) brother
shitsilí – my (younger) brother
Na’ídígishí – He Who Cuts the Life out of the Enemy
Naayéé’ Neizgháníi – Monster Slayer
Note: Shicheii and shitsóóké refer to maternal grandfather-grandchild relationships, but shicheii can also be a form of respectful address, especially when speaking to gods—Talking God in particular—and other supernatural powers.
After the improbable conclusion of the showdown in Stull Cemetery, as Dean headed toward Cicero to keep his promise to Sam, Castiel took leave of him and headed toward the best point for finding entry into the Cage. But his flight was arrested when someone grabbed him by the edge of one wing.
“Where do you think you’re going, kiddo?”
Castiel gasped and spun. “Gabriel! I... we thought... the hotel....”
Gabriel shrugged. “Yeah, well. It’s a long story. Where you headed?”
“I was going to retrieve Sam.”
“Alone?!”
“But I can’t just....”
Gabriel held up a hand. “I get it. I don’t like it, either. But neither one of us has the juice to get him out in one piece, not right now. We don’t have backup from the Host. And you know what Dean will say if we don’t manage to get all of him on the first try. So, since this was my bad idea, I’ll be the one to call in a few favors.”
“From whom are you owed such favors?”
“Castiel....”
“Can it be done quickly?”
Gabriel put a hand on Castiel’s shoulder. “We won’t leave him down there a minute longer than we have to, brother. I promise. We owe them that.”
Castiel sighed. “What should I do, then?”
“Keep an eye on Heaven, and keep an eye on Dean. Leave the rest to me.”
“Will you come back to us?”
“When I can.”
Castiel nodded. “All right, then.” And he left.
Gabriel sighed and watched him fly off. Once Castiel was out of angelic earshot, Gabriel called, “Kali?”
Kali appeared next to him. “You handled him well.”
“How much did you hear?”
“Enough. How much did you mean?”
He studied her face for a moment and sighed again. “I need to talk to your dad, toots.”
’Akóhájí Doogááł – He Will Go the Same Way
Bináá’ łitso – Yellow-Eyes
Haidzaa? – What happened?
Diné – Navajo
Amá Sání – maternal grandmother
Zhini – African-American
Tha mi e a’ faicinn – I see it
Nidáá – Enemy Way ceremony
chindi – evil spirit/ghost
Yáát’ééh, Haashch’éélt’i’í, shicheii. – Greetings, Talking God, my grandfather.
Ahéhee’ – Thank you
Hágoónee, shitsóóké – Farewell, my grandsons
Sołtį’ – Let’s go
Bilagáana – white person
Hodiyingo – in a holy way
shinaaí – my (older) brother
shitsilí – my (younger) brother
Na’ídígishí – He Who Cuts the Life out of the Enemy
Naayéé’ Neizgháníi – Monster Slayer
Note: Shicheii and shitsóóké refer to maternal grandfather-grandchild relationships, but shicheii can also be a form of respectful address, especially when speaking to gods—Talking God in particular—and other supernatural powers.
