Title: The Scenic Route
By: BlueRidgeBeauty
Summary: Sam and Gabriel take the scenic route when it comes to acting on their feeling for each other.
Pairing: Gabriel/Sam, Dean/Castiel, Chuck/Becky
Characters: Sam, Gabriel, Cas, Dean, Chuck, Becky, Adam,
Disclaimer: I broke into his backyard, climbed into his sandbox, and started playing with all Kripke's pretty toys, Sadly I own nothing.
Prologue
Present Day
It is generally believed by fans of Carver Edlund's Supernatural series, that Dean and Castiel were the clueless ones who danced around each other for the better part of two years, before they stumbled their way into a relationship shortly after the apocalypse was averted. Oh how wrong an assumption that would be, while Dean and Castiel did have an astoundingly long and awkward courtship. One where nothing much happened but epic amounts of eyefucking punctuated by the occasional lover's spat, that made the unresolved sexual tension between the two so palpable, that the only ones not to notice were Dean and Castiel themselves. They did eventually figure it out, and when they did, it didn't take them a year to act on it the way it did another couple.
"Who's this other couple?" you ask, well one of them is a recently resurrected archangel turned trickster the other is Deans not quite as dense, but twice as stubborn younger brother. I'm getting ahead of myself again though, unlike Carver Edlund who once said, "Beginnings are easy, any chapped ass monkey with a keyboard can poop out a beginning." I find beginnings to be harder, especially with this story it's hard to be sure exactly where it began. I may be a bit new to this whole prophet gig, but here's where I think it began, or at least it's the best place to start.
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"Becky really, seriously you're making the second part of the Winchester Gospels slash fic?" Gabriel asked as he popped in looking over the new prophet's shoulder.
"Of course I am, I mean it is the truth after all"
"Yes, but is it really necessary for future generations to know Dean and Cas, and Sam and I have been going at it like rabbits."
"Of course it is, you know I was just having a talk with your Father about it the other day I feel, and he agrees mind you, that it's high time he got rid of the homophobic crap that made its way into the original gospels."
"And I suppose neither of you could think of a way of enlightening the faithful that didn't involve writing about the intimate details of our personal lives."
"Gabriel, I've had to write about intimate details of my own personal life so don't even go there with me."
"But.."
"Do you really want me to call your Dad?"
Gabriel sighed in defeat disappearing with a snap he still couldn't believe his Dad had a thing for Becky and had decided to make his biggest fan girl his girlfriend and the new prophet. Gabriel had a feeling that the next few books in the Winchester Gospel were going to be very controversial what with all the slash porn in them.
Becky sighed, "Oh now where was I, he totally made me lose my train of thought."
"Oh yeah I remember." she said grinning as she began to type again.
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You all know from the book Tall Tales how the Winchester's first met Gabriel in his guise as The Trickster. What you may not know is how Sam Winchester at first found the gossipy janitor cute, and how he liked his caramel colored eyes and quick wit. Now you may be saying "Hey wait a minute, Sam's straight he had a girlfriend Jessica Moore, remember her she burned up on the ceiling in the first book." Yes, I remember Jessica, but that doesn't mean Sam didn't do some experimenting in college before he and Jess got together, and it doesn't mean that Sam wasn't maybe just a little bit gay, or well bi to be more accurate. No, when they first met before Sam learned that they were hunting a trickster and that the handsome janitor was the trickster he actually found himself attracted to the guy.
Alternately, Gabriel is his disguise as Loki made the Winchesters for who and what they really were as soon as he laid eyes on them. His brother's vessels and annoying hunters to boot he should have walked away pulled up stakes and moved on before he had a chance to get emotionally involved but damn the younger one the one who was destined to be his fallen brother's vessel intrigued him while he could see the similarities the results of all the meddling of hell and less than well intentioned interventions of heaven that had been contrived to push the boy toward his destiny. What surprised Gabriel was that he could also see striking differences and scarily enough parallels with his own life.
Maybe that's why Gabriel just couldn't leave well enough alone maybe that's why in his own twisted convoluted way he tried to help Sam during the whole Broward County Mystery Spot fiasco. Hindsight being not only 20/20, but also a hateful bitch Gabriel came to realize that killing Dean over and over again Groundhog Day style had done more damage than good. He figured that out just about the time he came to the shocking realization that he had feeling for Sam Winchester. Regretting what he'd done Gabriel had let Sammy track him down, had planned the whole confrontation already, and knew before Sam said a thing that he was going to bring Dean back. It was only his fear of being discovered by his brothers that had kept him from warning Sam of what was to come. The fact that he brought Dean back at all was the closest he could come to an apology without blowing his cover as The Trickster because Loki would never say I'm sorry. Besides, he was also an archangel and archangels don't admit they were wrong it sort of comes with the whole phenomenal cosmic powers thing. That's not to say Gabriel didn't feel all kinds of bad about what he'd done. Somewhere beneath several centuries worth of life as a pagan god Gabriel was still an angel one that had long ago grown tired of his family's. He couldn't heal the rift in his own family, couldn't get Lucifer and all the brothers and sisters who had fallen with him back, so instead, Gabriel gave Sam his brother back. Gabriel left Broward County and it's Mystery Spot fully intent, despite whatever feeling he may have had for Sam, on staying out of the train wreck that he knew was coming.
He actually managed it for a year, well sort of, he did set one prank to attract them just so he could watch them, carefully observe how the boys were doing after Dean's trip to hell. The whole magic coin in the wishing well was totally his doing. Actually, Gabriel was a little insulted that the two of them didn't put two and two together and come up with him. He had kept the wishes he'd granted during the prank relatively harmless, but seriously, though an invisible peeping Tom, a six-foot manic depressive teddy bear and a whimpy kid who suddenly becomes super powered and kicks the bullies butt's all of it practically screamed Trickster. Gabriel had asked himself more than once how they missed guessing who had dropped that particular coin in the fountain. Gabriel did however find out something that kept him away for a long time. Let it not be said that archangels are above jealousy, because one look at Sam and Gabriel could see the demon bitch Ruby's taint all over him. In a fit of jealousy Gabriel did pull up stakes and leave too disgusted with both himself for messing Sam up the way he did back at the mystery spot, and Sam for falling for that demon whore's lies.
Gabriel felt it when Lucifer rose, felt the twisted power of the Morningstar's once comfortingly familiar grace as in broke free of the bonds that had held it for millennia. He knew what it must have meant, and he mourned the loss of Sam while waiting for Michael to descend and the battle to start. In retrospect, Gabriel thinks he may have looked something like a soldier who's staring at the dud grenade that just landed beside him waiting for it to go off. Instead of being met with instant death he finds an unexpected reprieve and doesn't quite know what to do with it. Like the soldier, Gabriel can't resist going poking at the thing, knowing full well it could all blow up in his face at any minute, but unable to resist knowing why it hasn't already. TV Land was Gabriel poking at the dud; he just had to know how the Winchesters had been able to resist saying yes. How had they been able to throw the proverbial wrench in both heaven and hell's best-laid plans? Gabriel was well aware of the way the Campbell and Winchester bloodlines had been carefully manipulated for centuries all in the name of producing the perfect vessels so that his brothers could finally have their ultimate showdown. So what had went wrong?
The answer to that question had slapped him in the face about the time he'd found himself trapped in a ring of holy fire with his cover completely blown. For centuries he had been able to fly below his brothers' radar, and fool the pagan gods and goddesses into believing he was one of them, How had one nearly fallen little seraph recognized him? Over a millennia of hiding in plain site and it was the Winchesters and his almost completely fallen little brother who figured it out. He didn't want to admit it especially not after he'd spent so long searching for his father after he'd disappeared from heaven. Gabriel was the Messenger, the Arch Herald, an archangel and one of the only four to have ever seen his Father's face if anyone should have been able to find Dad, to hear his voice it should have been Gabriel, but it hadn't been. Tired, defeated, and feeling utterly useless and abandoned Gabriel had quietly slipped out of heaven and assumed the identity of a pagan god. Why did he leave?, Dean had it all wrong granted his brothers were grade A douche bags, but really it boiled down to boredom and a feeling of abandonment, what good was a messenger without and message to deliver? Sadly, though even in all his years of running like the prodigal son in one of Jesus' parables he had never stopped searching for his Father. He'd tried filling the void left by his Fathers absence with so many things candy, women, decadent indulgences of all kinds, but it was always there a deep aching void that refused to be filled. It hurt felt like a betrayal looking at this little band of misfit's the fallen angel who'd followed his conscience and not orders, the two brothers that clung to their brotherly bond even when heaven and hell did everything in their power to destroy it and to see Him. Clear as day he saw his Father's hand all over them, no one else could have strengthened the two humans enough to continue to say no. There was no one else who could have brought Castiel back; his brothers were fools if they truly believed it had been Lucifer. Even Michael and Raphael in all their glory still connected with heaven didn't have that kind of power. Gabriel knew he didn't even though he'd never been officially cut off from heaven as Castiel had been. It was laughable that most of heaven believed that Lucifer warped as he was by his long confinement in hell would have helped the unimportant little seraph who had prevented his claiming Sam as his vessel right away. Gabriel knew Lucifer well enough to know he would have smote him on the spot. Gabriel despite all his posturing and taunting Castiel, for all his telling the Winchesters to play their rolls, Gabriel saw his Father's protective hand all over them, and it rattled him far more than his cover being blown had.
Gabriel had planned to swallow his pride and join up with Castiel and the Winchesters, but then the Kali and that pretty boy twit Balder came up with a truly idiotic plan. He'd spent several weeks trying to talk the pagans out of trying to bargain with Lucifer, or worse yet trying and fight him. Coyote and Raven had listened the Native American gods being somewhat wiser to what Lucifer was all about, what with him traipsing all over their lands stirring up trouble everywhere he went. Of course, Balder and Odin weren't smart enough to stay out of the damned mess, and Kali dragged Ganesh into it. When Team Cannon Fodder, as he had started calling his stubbornly misguided pagan friends had went and captured the Winchesters, Gabriel knew he had to intervene. What he hadn't counted on was Mercury, that sniveling little shit, going and contacting Lucifer before he could talk some sense into Kali the rest of them. Gabriel wanted to run, to just as a far the fuck away from Dodge as he could, but too many people he cared about were in that building for him to take the coward's way out, needless to say, it hadn't ended well for him.