Gabriel is sick & tired of the 'profound bond' crap and decides to take matters into his own hands. Season 5 spoilers possibly. My first attempt at something lighthearted so be nice! A little fluffiness, just something to brighten up your day (hopefully). Enjoy! :) xxx
I'm going crazy over here, and I know I'm not the only one.
I'm in a motel - the classiest place we could find of course - with the Winchesters and Castiel, looking over a case about a suspected Trickster of all things. It's obviously not a Trickster: takes a fake one to know one, and this is just some low-level demon with a sense of humour or whatever, but it's fun to watch them figure that out.
Well fun might have been the word, but I can't handle the tension anymore. One minute, Dean is saying "Any ideas Cas?" And the next... Nothing. Just staring. How the hell does Sam cope with these two?! It's so obvious that it's painful. There'd be no difference if the two of them were making out, that's how ridiculous this is! I look over at a brooding Sam, raising an eyebrow, and he's obviously trying not to laugh as he shrugs and mouthes "I'm used to it."
Just as I'm about to give up, click my fingers & set off wedding bells, Cas finally moves. Yes! A breakthrough! The relief is short lived though; Cas merely tilts his head, purses his lips & blinks once, twice, three times at Dean before resuming the staring competition. You'd think they'd bet the universe on who looked away first, and, oh wow, neither of them wanted to lose.
I look back to Sam, who's rolling his eyes at the pair, and mouth "do we just leave them to it?", getting silent laughter as a response.
It's not as if they look at each other for hours, but when you've got aliens to slow dance with & anywhere in the universe to chose from, it might as well be.
Who'll break the silence first, I wonder. Hmm. I wait for a second, bored as hell, before I click my fingers and 'sexual healing' starts playing in the background.
Sammy is in fits of hysterics whilst Dean looks like he's about to have a heart attack and Cas simply blinks, looks around for the source and says matter-o-factly "I cannot think of anything useful. Is the music some sort of clue?" Which sends both me & Sam over the edge, by which I mean we simultaneously fall off of ours beds onto the floor in fits of giggles.
Dean looks horrified and, not before kicking me in the shin, says "No Cas it's not. It's- forget it." He's blushing like crazy & it only adds to the laughing fit.
Cas doesn't seem satisfied by the answer and says, confused as ever "But Dean what does it mean?" He squints at me from my place on the floor and I can't handle it anymore. Nearly crying with laughter already, I click my fingers and the music changes.
After a second, Sammy sings along with the music, ridiculously loud and out of tune,"I'm comin' out! I want the world to know! Gotta let it sh-" Dean tackles the giant and I just turn up the volume as Dean goes redder than should be humanly possibly.
Poor Cas, will he ever understand these references?! I shake my head, barely containing my laughter as I say "Cas. The music is a clue brother, just not about the case." I click my fingers, putting Dean out of his misery by ending the musical torment and receiving a well-earned high five from Sam.
"Okay guys. Back to the case. No more foolin' around okay?" Dean looks like he's about to kill anything that so much as hints at his obvious feelings so I hold back my reply and just nod. "Okay. So Cas, you can't think of anything?" He looks at his angel again and you'll never guess what happens! The universe must be up for grabs again because the staring contest starts right back up, and this time I simply click my fingers to transport me and Sam away from the room.
"So big boy. What're you gonna do about Romeo and Juliet back there?"
Sam looks around for a minute before answering, probably confused about why we're on an aeroplane. I turn to the air hostess as she says "Champagne monsieur?"
"Oui mon amie."
She comes back with the bottle and two glasses as Sam finally answers my question "that's a good question. One I've been trying to answer for about a year now. By the way, kudos on the music choices."
I do a little bow in my seat as she pours out two glasses, proud of myself for that one. "What can I say? I was inspired by the eye sex."
Turning to the hostess, I say "Merci beaucoup" before continuing "Now, what to do about the couple... I mean, hopefully they're not wasting their alone time staring at each other. Do you think that they noticed we've gone yet?"
A snigger from Sam as I sip my champagne, followed by something along the lines of "They wouldn't notice if Lucifer had turned up and started salsa dancing next to them."
"So. What do we do? You know them. You've been a third wheel for, what, a year now? How do we get Dean to admit he's smitten for someone that's not so female? How do we get Cas to understand, well, anything?" Mission impossible: get them to admit their feelings. Better get the ball rolling, humans don't live forever.
Sam looks bewildered and shrugs his shoulders whilst saying "I don't know man. Dean isn't exactly the 'feelings' type, never mind admitting anything about Cas. And Cas... Well, he doesn't understand the concept of sex, or love, or anything in between. It's obvious that they like each other, and I've been trying to get them together for months now but... Nothing seems to work. They're totally oblivious." I pass him the other glass and he accepts it, like this is the most normal situation in the world. One minute ago we were in a cheap motel, now we're flying first class above Europe. Just a normal day for the Winchesters I guess.
"Not totally oblivious Sam. At least, Dean might not be. Remember when I put the music on in the room? Now, why was Dean blushing so much? Huh? Doesn't seem so oblivious if you ask me." Slowly, Sam starts nodding in confirmation. Jackpot. "Okay Sam. Let's get back to them before their eyes dry up."
We clink glasses and finish our drinks, but, just before I click my fingers, Sam asks me "Why do you care so much Gabriel?"
I shrug and answer "I don't know. I was bored. The faster we get those two together, the faster I can get back to..." I look Sam up and down fleetingly "... My own stuff. Okay?"
He opens his mouth to reply, but I click my fingers before he gets the chance.
So... What did you think? I promise that this fanfic won't get super weird and sexual, it's just a nice, fluffy fanfiction for everyone to enjoy. Hopefully. I know I haven't updated my other fanfiction's in forever, but inspiration has yet to whack me across the forehead and scream IDEA!, so this'll have to do while we wait. It may be a one-shot, I'll see if I can write another chapter. And if you guys want another chapter. Either way, it'll probably be a short fanfic. Probably. Please do leave a review, tell me what you liked, did I pull off Gabriel? Will Dean and Cas admit their 'feelings'? Let me know what you think, and give me ideas for the next (possible) part xxx