Summary: When two fangirls happen upon Gabriel and Crowley, the angel and demon find themselves in a mad mess of love they can't get out of. Then again, do they really want to? Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Amelia Rivers. Emily Dane belongs to SniperKingSogeking0341.

A/N: HIII! This is for SniperKingogeking0341, and it's the tale of two fangirls and how their connection to Chuck (who happens to be God) brings them happiness, sadness, fear, bravery, love and friendship! AWWWW! Anyway, it's mad and a little random.

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Of Fangirls, Madness and Romance

Chapter One

"Dude, I don't know how you do it..." Emily said quietly, brushing a hand through her freshly dyed dark green hair, her golden brown eyes blinking as she read her friend's latest work, "That's just...so hot..."

Amelia bit her lip and flushed as Emily scanned over the page again, shaking her head in disbelief at her friend's writing. As usual it was concerning her favourite character from their good friend Chuck's books, Crowley. She had it bad for that demon, it had to be said, and as the twenty-one year olds continued to read the writing, Emily broke into a chuckle.

"You really have it bad for him, huh?"

Amelia blushed again, brushing her dark auburn hair over her shoulders and blinking up at her friend with those stunning blue eyes of hers. Her full lips curved into a smile as Emily passed her the story she'd written the night before, and after reading it, Amelia felt the need to take a hot shower. Emily had it bad for Gabriel, and as she adjusted her glasses, she saw Amelia giggling beside her.

"That's incredible." She breathed, "Although, I'd hate for anyone to lick my piercings."

She indicated Emily's pierced left ear. There were three studs, one at the top, one in the middle and one in the earlobe and all were connected by a chain. She was a bit of a punky girl, while Amelia was more into the Gothic side of fashion.

"We're gonna be late to Chuck's if we don't hurry." She said, adjusting her black and purple sweater, "We'd better go. Apparently our good friend Chuck-stroke-God revived Zachariah and we get to poke him with sticks."

"Oooh!" Emily cried, "Let's go!"

Grabbing the keys to their navy blue '88 Mustang convertible, Emily rushed to the front door and pulled Amelia with her. Amelia was voted to drive and she headed round to the driver's door, jumping as she was met with a white tribal style wolf head that had been plastered onto the side.

"Dude, what's this?" She asked, Emily beckoning her around to her side of the car where an eagle in the same style rested.

"I had a fancy for a change." She said, Amelia shaking her head.

"Okay, I'm getting my own car!"

Dean and Sam laughed with childish joy as they poked Zachariah with sharp sticks. Castiel shook his head as Bobby did, while Crowley and a newly revived Gabriel joined in the poking. Zachariah glared at Crowley who poked his nose with the stick and smiled like a happy baby.

"Gotcha!" He chuckled, Chuck glaring at Zachariah as he swung for Crowley.

"You know my rules, Zachariah!"

"Yes, father."

He looked to the others who gazed at him expectantly like kids and he nodded.

"Keep poking, children."

He went to answer the door, grinning like a madman as he saw who was standing on the other side. It had been months since he'd seen these two and it was such a relief to see them safe and well after all that had happened over the past couple of years. He swept the girls into an embrace and held them tightly, the three sharing casual banter before he went to get two very special people. Becky came out and continued talking to the girls who both almost collapsed at the sight of who Chuck brought out.

"Crowley, Gabriel," He began, indicating each girl in turn, "Amelia Rivers and Emily Dane."

The girls screamed, Amelia throwing herself on Crowley while Emily did the same to Gabriel, both demon and angel recoiling slightly before patting the girl's backs awkwardly. Pulling away from their hug, the girls ran into the other room, screaming at the sight of everyone else who sat there.

Crowley, Chuck, Becky and Gabriel followed them in, finding them embracing Dean and Sam before practically assaulting Bobby and Castiel. Amelia kept a hold of Castiel's hand and led him to Zachariah, who received spiteful raspberries from both girls before they sat with a stick and started poking him.

"Ow! Quit it!" He moaned, Amelia smacking him around the head with the stick.

"Shut up, evil bastard!" She said, Emily and her standing him up before whacking him around the back of the legs with the sticks, "Bad angel!"

"Bad angel!" Emily added, poking him in the shoulder, "Mean, naughty, asshole angel!"

"ASSBUTT!"

Everyone stopped and looked at the fury on Castiel's face as he poked Zachariah's side continuously with his stick, the look of concentration making the others chuckle. He calmed himself, sitting back and bowing his head, flushing with shame.

"My apologies."

"Awww!" Emily and Amelia cooed, sitting beside him and cuddling up to him, kissing his cheeks to make him feel better.

"Chuck, where do you find these women?" Crowley asked, "These two are completely insane!"

"Shhh!" Chuck hissed, "Dude, check it out, we met in high school and they were the best friends I ever had. Amelia's the biggest fan of you I have. She really, really thinks you're awesome."

A half smile crossed Crowley's lips and he looked from the girl to Chuck and back again.

"Really?" He asked, Chuck grinning and nodding.

"Yeah."

"Um...about Amelia..." He began, whispering into Chuck's ear.

Gabriel edged towards the girl with green hair, hoping to get a better look at her incredibly pretty face. She was so...cute! She was fucking cute! Okay? He said it! Cute as a baby, but he thought that she was totally weird and a little psychotic. She was a fangirl, what more needed to be said?

The adults poked Zachariah for a lot of the day, before he had to endure Dean eating pie in front of him, Sam eating a salad, Castiel eating a burger and flicking some at him, Crowley throwing whiskey at him, Gabriel sticking lollipops to him and finally, the girls explaining why they adored their favourite characters so much. He was ready to kill himself when Chuck finally released him and sent him back to his padded cell in Heaven.

Ah, the power of being God.

Amelia and Emily were into the second day of their stay when Amelia was approached by Crowley who pulled her to one side to speak to her.

"Can I take you out to dinner?" He asked suddenly, causing her to recoil a little in shock.

Crowley, her favourite character of all time was standing in front of her right at that moment and asking her out to dinner. She couldn't believe it! As if!

"Sure." She replied as naturally and calmly as possible, "That would be great. Thank you."

"My pleasure." Crowley said softly, "Shall we say...we leave at eight?"

"Yeah, that's perfect." Amelia whispered, "I'll be ready for eight."

With that, Crowley kissed her hand and left, Emily watching as her friend giggled, shook and almost collapsed where she stood. Crowley had just asked her out to dinner...for no apparent reason. Amelia tried not to get her hopes up too much, but she couldn't help but get the feeling that tonight would be a date. Like, a romantic date.

How perfect her life had suddenly become.

-TBC-

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