Title: Here We GO Again
Author: anglhededhpster
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Gabriel
Rated: Possibly m in later chapters
Summary: Inspired by Demi Lovato's Here We GO Again. I throw all of your stuff away. Then I clear you out of my head. I tear you out of my heart. And ignore all your messages. I tell everyone we are through cause I'm so much better without you
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the song.
I throw all of your stuff away. Then I clear you out of my head. I tear you out of my heart. And ignore all your messages. I tell everyone we are through cause I'm so much better without you
"This was the last time!" Dean swore to the empty room as he stormed through the door. He was done with Gaber…The trickster. He was an idiot for getting involved with the jackass to begin with. It had been desperation and shear horniness that had drove him to start it. The sex had been amazing, clouding the hunter's judgment. In his sex clouded state he had agreed to more encounters.
Over the few months they had been making lov…screwing Gabriel had started being…well un-Gabriel like. Repeatedly bringing Dean food and pies before Dean even realized he was hungry. Making the motel's TV play all his favorite movies and TV shows, including Dr. Sexy. As well as several instances of taking him to the past to watch concerts of his favorite bands. Never the less every time Dean thought there was something more, that he could possibly care for the damn archangel, the bastard did something to completely shatter the thought.
Dean grabbed the trash can by his dresser and began clearing out the various candy stashes the pagan God had stored in his room. In the dresser, under the bed, shoved into his duffel, they were everywhere.
He froze when he heard the archangel's familiar "I'm too sexy" ringtone coming from his phone. He hesitated briefly before tossing the phone back on the night stand. He was not in a forgiving mood, and hadn't calmed down enough to listen to the angel's apologies. Granted if Gabriel wanted he could just zap into the room but Dean was praying, actually literally praying he didn't do that. After what sounded like the 12 text message dean turned off the phone, leaving them unread.
A tentative knock sounded from the door. "What!' Dean grunted.
"Are you ok" came the muffled voice of his brother. Dean sighed not really wanting to deal with his big girl of a brother at that particular moment but knowing it was an inevitable pain in the ass. Dean swung the door open startling Sam.
"I'm fine just getting rid of some trash" he motioned to the trash can quickly moving past Sam and down the stairs towards Bobby's kitchen.
"Are you sure Dean? I know Gabriel upset you. So if you want to…" Sam was cut off by the angry look on Dean's face.
"There is nothing to talk about. We were having sex now we're not. And I'll tell you something I'm relieved that it's finally out of my system. I can get back to normal life…or normal for us… without having to deal with a psychotic jackass archangel. Things are going to be much better Sammy boy." Dean replied with a strained smile. Dean dumped the trash can and grabbed his keys of the hook. Not giving Sam enough time to respond. The next thing Sam heard was the roar of the Impala as it peeled out of the drive way. Sam sighed knowing exactly where Dean was headed. So, fearing for Dean's liver, Sam prayed for Castiel.
"Cas, I know you're probably busy but I think your dumbass brother has finally pushed Dean too far. "Before Sam could add to the prayer Castiel was standing in front of him.
"What has he done now?" Cas asked a grim look on his face.
"I'm not sure. Dean didn't say. But He was angrier than I've ever seen him. He was clearing out all of Gabriel's candy stash and said he was glad it was finally out of his system. Then he grabbed his keys and tore out of here."
"Has Gabriel been here?" Cas inquired hoping Gabriel hadn't made it worse by "apologizing". He was not the best at it. He normally tried to bribe Dean with sex or food. But Cas had a feeling this time that would only make things worse.
"No. I think he tried calling but Dean's turned off his phone. I think he has enough sense to stay away long enough for Dean to cool down. At least I hope he does any way."
"I will speak with dean and bring him back here before he drinks too much. Then I will attempt to reason with Gabriel… perhaps you should put on coffee for Dean's return." And in a blink Cas was gone.
Sam's Bitch face number thirteen appeared and he mumbled "thanks" to the empty room.