I'm probably going to update this and write this to get rid of writer's block and boost creativity and whatnot by challenging myself with prompts and thinking outside the box and shit.

In essence, I have no idea what I am going to be doing with this so please if you have any suggestions, ideas, prompts, and stuff, please don't hesitate to say.

And I thought about having chuck be the charge, but he's got Raphael so he's out and I'd rather not waste time trying to figure out Chuck. So we get an OC.

This is also an exercise to explore Gabriel.

Bit of Background info that will be touched upon:

Basically Michael found out about Gabriel's time as Loki, wasn't too happy about it and tethered Gabriel to a human until his little brother learned his lesson or until Michael deems it punishment enough.

Honestly, y'all can make up your own conclusions about this. Quite frankly I don't give a rat's ass. I just made that little spiel up in case one of you wanted an explanation as to why Gabriel is now a Guardian angel.

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ALSO:

THIS IS NOT. I REPEAT. NOT GABRIELXOC. Friendship yes. Anything more intimate is a big no no but if you want to read so I suggest the user Gabrielxreader on tumblr. I highly recommend them. They have fluff. Smut. And all that good stuff that we all know we read but won't admit.

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Rule #1: Though recommended, interaction with your human charge is not necessary. Most tend to go about their lives without the need of angelic intervention.

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He had been given a charge. A human charge, and not in the way Castiel had been given charges. No. Castiel had more freedom when it came to the Winchesters. He chose to be their guardian of sorts, though word on the street says the Winchesters are more of Castiel's guardians. But him? He was given charge of a random human simply because Michael didn't deem him trustworthy enough to return to fully return to heaven. Apparently running away and becoming a pagan god doesn't get you into Michael's good books, baby brother or no baby brother. Not that he cared. Michael always was a stickler for rules and always hilarious to prank back when Lucifer was in heaven.

But this. This task, to watch over a random human Michael picked out of multiple humans, was not funny. Gabriel enjoyed freedom. He liked to travel and he had been everywhere in the planet. Being leashed to a human was not in the least bit fun, especially if danger came across said human meant that he'd have to come running to save them, and he doubted Michael would be happy if he heard Gabriel had neglected his duty.

Guardian angel. Bah. Most angels didn't like humans and tethering some to a human made for an excellent punishment. But Gabriel didn't hate humans. He just went after the dick bags who deserved it. It was the constant reminder that a human life depended on him that did it. He hated responsibility and Michael knew it.

He sighed and jumped into whatever dream his new charge had, and found himself standing on a rooftop in 15th century Italy. Well, not the strangest dream he had ever been in, but not exactly the most common. Now to look for the dreamer, who just so happened to be staring at him from the opposite roof. He gave her a smile and a wave, motioning for her to come closer. The girl was a teenager, barely seventeen, wearing what seemed to be something out of Assassin's Creed if he wasn't mistaken; it would explain the setting of the dream.

"You must be Guadalupe," Gabriel said, giving the teen a once over.

There was a sword at her waist, two retractable blades by her wrists, some pouches and throwing knives around the red sash in her waist, not to mention the crossbow on her back and the armor. Her hood had been pulled down, revealing thick brown hair and similarly colored eyes. He whistled in admiration while the teenager simply stared at him with a confused and suspicious expression.

"And you are?" she asked, placing a hand on her hip.

"Gabriel," he greeted holding out his hand, "I'm your new guardian angel."

She raised an eyebrow, "My Guardian Angel? What happened to my old one?"

The dreamscape dissolved into white once she lost focus on the setting and Guadalupe's clothes shimmered to what Gabriel assumed to be her sleeping clothes. A too large Batman T-shirt and pajama pants.

"Doesn't matter, kiddo," Gabriel said, "Point is, Big Brother Michael thinks I need to learn responsibility so you're stuck with me."

"Like the Archangel Michael?" Guadalupe asked. "General of the Heavenly Host and stuff?"

"And my big brother," Gabriel added, "Guy has a stick so far up his ass, you can't even see it."

Guadalupe laughed, "And you're Gabriel? Messenger of God? Archangel Gabriel?"

"You betcha," Gabriel said.

The teenager was silent for a moment, as she processed this information.

"So let me see if I understand this," she said, "Your big brother, the archangel Michael, made you my guardian angel because he thinks you, the Archangel Gabriel, are not responsible and he thinks this way you'll learn your lesson."

"Yup."

"Prove it."

Gabriel frowned, "Prove what? That I'm an angel?"

She nodded, "This is a dream after all, and for all I know I just made this up, and I'll get my hopes up for nothing."

"Trust me kid," Gabriel said, "I'm real. I'm as real as they come." He paused, thinking of something, "Tell you what. When you wake up, I'll answer all your questions and prove that I'm the real deal."

"Okay," Guadalupe said, "Still think you're not real, but okay."

"See you in the morning, kiddo."

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Accepting prompts, ideas, requests, and the like. Smiley face and reviews are welcome too.