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I’m In It Now

Pairing: Gabriel x Winchester! Reader

Summary: Gabriel crosses paths with the Winchesters again, but quite a few things are different this time.

Word count: 1,945

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A/N: this is a part two for Keep Me Out Of It so you might want to read that first

Tagging: @satans-bae-and-queen

“We should hit the road, Dean.” You and Sam sat with small plates of food in front of you while Dean returned to the table with another slice of pie.

“In this storm? It’s-”

“It’s biblical. Exactly.” Sam cut him off, “I-It’s friggin’ Noah’s ark out there.”

“And we’re eating pie.” You finished Sam’s thought.

“How many hours of sleep did you get this week? What? Three? Four? Bobby's got his feelers out, okay? We have talked with every hoodoo man and root woman in 12 states.” Dean tried to put you both at ease, as usual.

“Yeah, well, I’m not giving up.”

“Sam, none of us are.”

“Nobody's giving up. Especially me. We're gonna find a way to beat the devil, okay? Soon. I can feel it. And we will find Cas, we'll find Adam. But you are no good to me burnt out.” Dean didn’t seem to hear you, instead focusing on comforting Sam.

“Yeah, yeah. Okay.” Sam clearly wanted to argue further, but decided against it.

“Come on, we’ve actually got the night off for once.” Dean smiled at both of you. “Let’s try to enjoy it.

_________

“Gabriel, if you can hear me, help me out here. This place is bad, I know it. I told the boys we should go, but Dean insisted on staying. I don’t know what to do, but there’s something seriously bad going on here.” You had taken to praying to Gabriel on occasion since the TV Land incident. Sometimes he would answer with small notes, helping with hard to find information on cases or just short messages of comfort.

You neglected to tell your brothers about the relationship you’d developed with the archangel because you knew how they’d react. So you prayed only when you knew you were alone and felt desperate. Somehow, each time he answered, you found yourself surprised that he would risk his peace and quiet to help you.

After your short prayer, Sam came to get you from your room. It was a pretty nice place, actually; no bugs, no stains, no noisy people next door. The only problems were the unbearable sense of dread and your brothers not feeling the same thing.

“Hey, something’s wrong. The couple in the room on the other side of us disappeared.”

“Yeah, that tracks. Let’s go.” You would just have to hope Gabriel would pull through for you.

_________

Yeah, you were right. As usual. Granted, you hadn’t guessed that the hotel was full of human-eating gods plotting to fight Lucifer, but still. Now your brothers tried to slowly back out of the room with you while all the deities were arguing amongst themselves. When the chandelier dropped to the ground, you stopped in your tracks.

“Stay. We have to fight. The archangels -- the only thing they understand is violence. This ends in blood. There is no other way, it's them, or us.” The woman who was clearly in charge wore a nametag that read ‘Kali’. She looked like she was ready to kill you with her bare hands. Not good news.

“With all due respect, ma'am, we haven't even tried talking to them.” The man from the front desk tried to speak up, but Kali looked at him and he started choking. You watched him for a moment after she stopped, wondering if he was alright before the doors burst open.

“Can’t we all just get along?” You whirled around to find Gabriel standing in the doorway looking as confident and smug as usual.

Dean tried to say “Gab-” but the archangel silenced both of your brothers and glanced at you, so you kept your mouth shut.

“Sam! Dean... It's always wrong place, worst time with you muttonheads, huh? Y/N, I thought you could rein ‘em in by now. I expected a little bit more.” He gave you the playful smile you adored, then focused again on the situation at hand.

“Loki.”

“Baldur. Good seeing you too. I guess my invitation got lost in the mail.”

“Why are you here?” Baldur was clearly not amused by the trickster archangel’s snark.

“To talk about the elephant in the room.” ONe man moved to stand up, but Gabriel shut him down. “Not you. The Apocalypse. We can’t stop it, gang. But first things first.” He looked over to you and your brothers. “The adults need to have a little conversation. Check you later.”

All three of you reappeared in your room. Once again, Gabriel had kept you out of harm’s way. He always seemed to be doing that.

“O.K. Did that -- Holy crap!” Dean was having trouble processing what just happened.

“Yeah, tell me about it. By the way, next time I say let's keep driving, uh, let's keep driving.” You firmly believed that your brothers should listen to you more; it would prevent a lot of near death situations.

“O.K. Yeah. Next time.” Dean often seemed to agree with you after the fact.

“Alright, so what's our next move?” Sam tried to get back on track.

“I-I-I... I don't know. Grab those poor saps outta the freezer, I guess? Bust 'em out? Gank a few freaks along the way if we're lucky. “

Great, Dean. Fantastic idea as usual. You really needed to talk with him about strategies.

“And when are you ever lucky?” Well, now you had one person on your side.

“Well you know what, bite me, Gabriel.”

“Dean!”

“I should've known. I mean this had your stink all over it from the jump.”

“Dean, shut it. Gabriel isn’t behind this. We’re in this weird mess because you wanted to stop here when we all know we could have kept driving. What we need to focus on now is getting out.” Gabriel gave you a proud look. He always loved when you were tough with your brothers.

“Believe it or not, boys, I’m here to help.”

“You wanna pull us outta the fire?”

“Bingo! Those guys are either gonna dust you, or use you as bait. Either way, you're uber boned.” You rolled your eyes at his choice of words, but you were really grateful to have him here right now.

“Wow, 'cause a couple of months ago you were telling us that we need to "play our roles". You're uber boning us!” You were getting a little tired of Dean’s attitude when Gabriel was offering help, but you couldn’t defend him too much without your brothers getting suspicious, so you kept your mouth shut.

“Ohh... The end is still nigh. Michael and Lucifer are gonna dance the lambada, but not tonight. Not here.”

“And why do you care?”

“I don’t care.” You definitely saw him look at you as he took a breath before continuing.

“But what can I say? I’m sentimental. I’ve known that bunch for a long time.”

“Do they have a chance? Against Lucifer?” You sounded so hopeful, even you were annoyed by your tone.

“Really Y/N?”

“You got any better ideas, Dean?” You looked back to Gabriel. “What do you think they can do to him?”

“It's a bad idea. Lucifer's gonna turn them into finger paint. So let's get going while the going's good, hmm?”

Gabriel really wanted you to go with him. All this time, he’d done everything he felt he could to keep you safe, even when it meant playing nice with your brothers. Your occasional prayers meant the world to him and he would do almost anything to make you happy. Now he might have to face some powerful people he wanted to avoid if he was going to get you all out alive.

“Alright, let’s go then. But we aren’t leaving before we at least try to save all the other people who came here tonight.”

_______

You didn’t know how your brothers weren’t dead by now. They always came up with terrible plans that shouldn’t logically work out. But by some miracle, the three of you had made through everything so far.

You tried to work with the group of gods to formulate a plan on how to deal with Lucifer. Your brothers were volunteering themselves as bait, Gabriel was trying to weasel his way out of confronting his brother, and you were trying to get through this without losing everyone you cared about. You didn’t realize what the outcome of the night would be.

You had managed to take cover behind a table with Sam and Dean while Kali tried to fight Lucifer, but she was losing fast. You spared a few seconds to send Gabriel a desperate prayer, but you doubted he’d answer this one. In the nick of time, the clever archangel made his grand return. He grabbed you, then yelled to Kali and the boys.

“Guys! Get her out of here.” You pushed back, refusing to be some damsel in distress.

“Over a girl. Gabriel, really? I mean I knew you were slumming, but I hope you didn't catch anything.” Your brothers dragged you out of the room while Kali followed behind.

“Sam, let go! He shouldn’t do this alone!”

“Y/N. We need to move! He chose this.”

“Why does he matter so much anyways? Yeah, he always left you alone when he was screwing with us, but it’s not like you’re close.” Dean had no idea. You couldn’t lose Gabriel.

Just as you got to the car, you broke from Sam’s grasp and ran back to the hotel. You rushed to the ballroom, but stopped short when you heard the conversation.

“Brother, don't make me do this.” Lucifer.

“No one makes us do anything.” Gabriel was endlessly defiant, but now he was finally being confrontational too. You were proud of him for standing up to his family.

“I know you think you're doing the right thing, Gabriel. But I know where your heart truly lies.”

You peeked into the room and your heart dropped. Lucifer stood with Gabriel in front of him, and another one holding an angel blade behind him. Lucifer had grabbed his brother and stabbed him with his own blade.

“Here. Amateur hocus pocus. Don't forget, you learned all your tricks from me, little brother.”

Lucifer dropped Gabriel. A blinding light flashed. When the archangel’s body hit the floor, his wings were burned on the ground beneath him. It took every bit of willpower you had not to sob at the sight. Lucifer disappeared without another word or glance at his fallen brother.

Your brothers approached from behind you, but you barely noticed. You hadn’t cried so hard in a long time. The pain was almost overwhelming. All you could do was close your eyes and drown in sorrow as Sam picked you up and carried you to the car. Dean took off down the road and you left the body of your best friend behind. All you had to remember him was the guilt of praying for his help and the memories of him terrorizing your brothers.

You knew when your tears dried you would have to explain it all to your brothers. All the prayers, the notes and candies, all of it. But there were a few small details you’d never share. The day you’d finally gotten him to explain why he protected you. The weekend when you brothers took off on their own for a case, so you made cake and watched movies with him for three days. The nights when the nightmares were so bad, you prayed for comfort and when you woke up in the morning, there was a single gold feather on your pillow to show he’d been there. Those memories were now yours alone, so that was exactly how they would stay.

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