Okay, so the OC in this story is from my story When Angels are Watching. I just thought it would be fun to write a little prequel about them. I hope you guys like it!
Warning: Swearing
Disclaimer: I don't own any of Supernatural
Chapter 1
Take my Heart, I'll Take your Hand
-January 1st, 1999-
Gabriel casually walked down the sidewalk as snow continued to fall. The Archangel stuffed his hands in his pockets, not really annoyed by the snow. He preferred summer, yes, but because he was an Angel he wasn't bothered much by the cold. It didn't really affect him.
He couldn't help but smile as he thought of the night before. It was New Year's Eve and he had hooked up with one hot chick. But his smile soon faded as he thought that this was the end of a century. Damn, he was getting old.
Gabriel kept on walking until he reached a café. Through the window he spotted a pretty cute girl writing things down in a notebook. She had her light blonde hair up in a ponytail while bangs hung just above her eyes. He figured it was worth a shot.
The Archangel walked into the café, feeling a wave of warmth greet him. He quickly walked over to where the girl was sitting and sat down. He was going to say something but the girl stopped him before he could get a word out.
"No." she said, her eyes not even leaving her notebook as she continued to write things down.
Gabriel was a little shocked by what she had just said. "I didn't even say anything." He pointed out.
"You didn't need to. I know what you were going to say." She said, her eyes still glued to that damn notebook.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow. "Oh, yeah? What did you think I was going to say?"
The girl stopped writing but didn't raise her eyes from the notebook. "Probably something along the lines of 'hey sweetheart, wanna let me buy you a coffee'?" she said then continued writing.
Gabriel narrowed his eyes on her. That was exactly what he was going to say. "What the hell are you writing?" he asked, somewhat annoyed by her lack of eye contact.
"Ah, changing the subject because I'm right?" she asked. Even though she didn't lift her head from her notebook Gabriel could tell that she was smirking.
"No, I just, wanna know what you're writing. You haven't lifted your head from that damn thing since I started talking to you." He said.
The girl sighed, put down her pen, and finally looked at him. She had light blue eyes that almost seemed to be shinning in the light.
"It's my chemistry paper I have to write. I'm a chemistry major in college. It's due tomorrow and I just started it. So, does that answer your question?" she asked with a little annoyance in her voice.
"Chemistry, huh? I've never really liked science that much." He said, trying to spark a conversation.
The girl narrowed her eyes at him then leaned back in her chair. "So, what, are you one of those extremely religious types that doesn't believe in science?" she asked and Gabriel couldn't help but grin.
"Maybe a little." He said and the girl folded her arms across her chest.
"You're not gonna leave, are ya?" she asked as if already knowing the answer.
"Nope." He said and crossed his arms across his chest as well.
"Fine." She said. "If you're going to stay then I might as well return to the conversation topic." The girl looked down at her notebook one more time, as if tempted to continue writing and ignore Gabriel but looked as if she decided against it. "The way I'm able to enjoy chemistry is that I pretend it's potions class. You know, the one in the Harry Potter books?"
Gabriel was tempted to laugh at the irony. This hot chick was a total geek. But Gabriel couldn't help but like her anyways. "Yeah, but I don't think those books will get very popular." He said.
The girl shook her head. "Well, I know a good book when I see one. Have you even read it?" she asked.
"No and wasn't really planning on it." Gabriel said. The Archangel wasn't one who really enjoyed reading. Now that there was television all he had to do was press a button and the story would tell itself.
The girl leaned forward on her chair and rested her arms on the small table they were sitting all. "I bet if you read it you'll like it." She said with a mischievous grin on her face.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh really?"
The girl nodded. "In fact-." She started saying but then reached down and pulled something out of her bag that was lying on the floor besides her. "I have the first book right here." She said holding up the book and handing it to Gabriel.
The Archangel examined the book, flipped through the pages. Great, he was going to have to actually read something.
"Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone." He read the title out loud. "So, what, some kids go to some school and join a cult to practice satanic rituals?" he asked and couldn't help but feel his heart drop as he thought of his brother that was down in the pit.
The girl let out a small laugh and said, "You really are one of those religious types, huh?"
"You have no idea." He said with a smile, putting the book down on the table.
The girl then put out her hand and said, "Carrie. Carrie Baker."
Gabriel took her hand and shook it. "Gabriel."
Carrie gave him a curious look. "What, no last name?" she asked and let go of his hand. Gabriel couldn't help but feel a little sad that he couldn't hold onto her hand a little longer.
Gabriel just shrugged and figured he make an excuse. "Not a big fan of my last name."
Carrie nodded and took another look at her notebook. She let out an annoyed sigh, picked up her pen, and then scribbled something out. "That's wrong. How could I be so stupid?" she seemed pretty annoyed with herself.
"Hey, chillax, it's just a little mistake." Gabriel said, trying to look at what gibberish she was actually writing.
Carrie let out a sigh, put her pen back down, and met his eyes again. "Sorry, it's just, this is my last year of college and I need to do good if I'm going to get a good job somewhere."
Gabriel nodded. "Yeah, but that doesn't mean you have to be stressing out all the time. Breaks and parties are good." He said with a grin.
"Yeah, well, while I was at a party last night I was putting off doing this. Now look where that's got me." She said and frowned.
"Carrie! Five more minutes!" yelled a voice from behind the coffee counter.
Carrie let out a groan of annoyance and closed her notebook while Gabriel gave her a quizzical look.
"What was that all about?" he asked.
"I work here. I'm on break." She explained and put her notebook and pen back in her bag. "I'm the one that makes the muffins and the scones."
"Yummy." Gabriel said. That was another pro to add to the list. You could never get enough sweets.
Carrie nodded, sat up from her chair, and slung her bag over her shoulder. Gabriel sat up as well, grabbing the book in the process.
"So, will I get to see ya again?" he asked, hoping by saying that it wouldn't ruin everything.
Carrie looked like she was thinking it over, which was never really a good sign. "How about you call me once you finish that book. Then we'll see." She said and smiled. Gabriel couldn't help but smile after seeing her smile. He bet that if Carrie smiled at his brother Luci he would actually smile back. And that was saying something.
"It's on. But I don't have you're number." He pointed out, his smile disappearing a little.
"It's in the book." She said.
Gabriel raised an eyebrow. "You sneaky bitch!"
Carrie let out a laugh and said, "That's me alright. Well, even though you were a pain in the ass at first, it was nice meeting you." She said and turned to leave.
"Wait, I don't get another hand shake?" he asked and she turned around.
"Really?" she asked.
Gabriel nodded and held out his hand. She eyed it for a moment then shook it. "Nice meeting ya too, Carrie." He said and smiled.
She nodded and let go of his hand, much the Archangels dislike. Carrie then disappeared behind the counter and he watched as she walked into the kitchen.
Gabriel stood there, a little confused about what was happening. He hadn't felt like this before. Usually he would find a hot chick when he would get bored then ditch her the morning after. But this was different. She was different. All Gabriel wanted was to talk to her some more and hold her hand. And the only way he would be able to do that is if he read a book.
Gabriel took another look at the book in his hand then said, "You better not be boring." The Archangel let out a sigh then exited the café.
