Monica sighed as she had wrapped her arms around herself. She hated the fact that she was alone and scared. Gabriel had left to check on something and hadn't returned back yet. It was making her nervous as she hated being alone. Gabriel had told her to stay there, but it was starting to drive her crazy.
Since Gabriel had found her, she never left his side. He raised her, but he did tell her that he would help her find her parents. He was sure that there was a reason why he found her. He never led her on that her family gave up on her. She still had hope that they would find them together.
She then felt a sudden flare of grace and the door flew open. She seen a tall men holding Gabriel as she jumped up. She ran to get a bed ready as she looked up. Fear and worry crossed her features.
"Please tell me what happened to Gabriel!? I have been so worried about him."
The tall man looked at her and smiled.
"He will be okay I promise. I am Sam, you must be Monica right? Gabriel told me all about you. Nothing will happen to either of you I promise."
She nodded and kept close as Sam lied him down. Monica was looking him over as she looked back up at Sam.
"There is a bottle I need that is in the other room. Could you bring it to me please? Raz should be here soon too. He is my brother."
Sam nodded to do as she asked. A few moments later, a shorter man appeared with another angel. Monica held an angel Blade and made sure to point it at them.
"Who are you two? Did you do this to Gabriel?"
Before either of them were able to answer, Sam came running back in.
"I got it don't worry. Dean don't scare her like that, I told you and Cas to wait in the car. Gabriel told me that Monica is protective over him."
Monica reached over and took the bottle out of Sam's hand and began to help Gabriel drink it. Sam seen that look on Gabriel several times. It was a look angels give when they are healing. Sam stepped back as she finished giving him the contents.
"Thank you Sam, you three may stay as you all look so tired. I will go prepare us some food. I am sure when Gabriel wakes up, he will be hungry as well."
She slowly got up and just as she took a few steps to head into the kitchen, she dropped to her knees. Sam rushed over to help her sit down in one of the chairs nearby, that is when he noticed how pale she was. Dean slowly walked over as he noticed as well.
"What is wrong with feathers Jr? She looks like she could use some rest."
She looked up at Dean and shook her head. She hadn't been planning on telling anyone what was going on, she was more concerned with Gabriel.
"I will be alright don't worry. This is nothing I can't already handle. For some reason I had been losing my grace over a period of time and Gabriel was working on helping me build up my grace again. The mixture that I gave Gabriel was supposed to be for me, but he needed it more than I did. We can always make more. Now what happened to Gabriel to make him lose so much grace?"
Sam looked back at Gabriel watching his chest rise and fall. He sighed and shook his head.
"While we were out hunting, a demon had come after us. Dean and I never seen the demon before, but Gabriel had. Gabriel took the demon on. I am not sure what the demon did, but his grace was drained. Gabriel made sure the demon never got near us. The demon escaped and that was when Gabriel told us to bring him here."
The man wearing a leather jacket walked over and looked over at Monica. He was the one that Sam had called Dean.
"I think I know why he had him bring us here. He knew that you were here and that you would help take care of him. Well now I say it's our turn to help him out."
Sam looked over at Dean as he was getting ready to take off his leather jacket.
"Dean you should look around to see if you can find anything to help Monica out with. She has been doing so much for us, now we need to help her out too."
Dean nodded and turned to look around as Gabriel let out a groan. Even in her weakened state, she ran over to his side. His eyes slowly fluttered open and he smiled seeing Monica there.
"I knew I could count on Sammich to bring me to you. I have been worried about you. The demon I faced was the same one who drained your grace before. I thought we took him out, but it seems we didn't. He must have put a spell on you to keep draining your grace. We need Lucifer in order to break the spell."
Dean looked up and glared at the younger archangel.
"I would rather go to hell then go see Lucifer. There has to be another way."
Monica stood up and glared at Dean. Even though she knew the history behind what he did and even who he was, she trusted him. She knew Lucifer could be trusted and she knew him better than Dean did. She shook her head.
"Lucifer is a spellweaver master. I trust him with getting the most complicated spells broken. Who do you think you are with judging him before you really know him. Gabriel I will go get him."
With that she was gone as Dean groaned. He thought it was a bad idea to bring Lucifer into this. Nothing would end well, or so he thought.