Right, first of all big thanks out to Sweetheart From Hell who's 25 sentences fic inspired the idea behind how to do this fic. I wanted to do a follow up to A Path To Explode In Flames but didn't have a complete plot that I could use. One random word generator later and I've got words to use for a series of short snap shots of Gabriel and Hecate's life together after the aforementioned fic concluded. All I need to do is incorporate the word into the story somewhere.
It will take place in between season 5 and 6 and also over the course of season 6. There will be mentions of anything that has aired so all episodes are going to be spoiled. It being me, there will possibly also be the development of a relationship between Dean and Castiel (Gabriel has to have something to do after all) and Sam scratching away at the wall.
Disclaimer: Far as I know, Gabriel is still dead on the show, so I really don't own it. All I can do is play, and I like playing.
The Words I've Spoken.
Associate.
Gabriel looks out over the city as the sun rises. This is the first day of a new world, though the majority of humanity will never know it. There is a sorrow in the way that he stands, leaning on the railing of the balcony of the apartment he shares with Hecate. The light of the rising sun is reflected red on the clouds, a sure sign that there will be a storm later, and it seems to mirror the archangel's mood. For the moment the apocalypse is over, Michael and Lucifer are locked in the cage and he half hopes that they will either kill each other or reconcile their differences while they are there.
This will only be the beginning, however, Heaven is in chaos now and if he felt any loyalty to his brothers at all he would be back up there to take charge. His loyalty lies somewhere else, however, with someone else. Heaven long ago lost the feeling of home, of family, and though he mourns the brothers who are now trapped in Hell for another eternity, he cannot ignore the fact that their incarceration has given him this chance to be happy. He only wishes that he did not feel so guilty about the fact that he has this chance.
"Gabriel?" Hecate emerges from the bedroom, her nightgown of red satin rustles slightly as she walks. Soft hands smooth up his chest as she steps up behind him, gentle lips pressing a kiss against his shoulder. Her black red hair is tousled from the night they just spent together, her dark eyes full of concern as he glances over his shoulder.
"Do you think it was worth it?" He asks her, glancing back at the city as the sound of sirens cuts through the air. "I told them how to lock my brothers together in torment, do you think it was worth it?"
"Yes."
He waits for her to continue, waits for her to say something else but she is silent for a long while before she speaks again.
"You stopped the end of the world, dear one," she whispers, "come inside."
"That's an over simplification, Hecate," he tells her as he follows her inside. "I gave them the idea, I would never be able to do it."
"That's why I associate with you, Gabriel," she mutters as they settle on the bed. "The lives of your family are precious to you."
He pulls her into a kiss and he dare not tell her that the only life he really cares about any longer is hers.
Artemis