"Son of a bitch!" Dean yelled as he slammed on the brakes when Gabriel suddenly appeared in the back seat of the Impala as it was speeding out of the parking lot of the Elysian Fields hotel.
"Hey guys." Gabriel said. "The good news is, I'm still alive. The bad news is, so's Lucifer."
"If you don't mind my asking, how did you get away." Sam asked.
"Eh, I just switched Luci's vessel's plumbing from external to internal, screwed with his reproductive cycle, and got out of Dodge while he was still trying to figure out what the hell just happened." Gabriel replied.
"That's just...that's just wrong man." Dean replied, looking slightly shaken at the Trickster angel's response.
&!&!&
Death sighed.
Being chained to a whiny brat who was throwing an insanely long temper tantrum because he didn't like the new baby had been bad, but this was ten times worse...He was now chained to a hormonal whiny brat.
"Bring me chocolate." Lucifer said, glaring at him. "NOW!"
Gabriel was so on his shitlist.
