Gabriel woke up with a start. It was one of those mornings where you feel the need to get out and do things, and if you were to stay in doors a second longer, your head might just burst. So for the first five minutes of his day, Gabriel ran around his cluttered room, narrowly avoiding tripping over various boxes, and clothing items. He never bothered tidying it, unless forced.
He rushed down the stairs, travelling through the past as he passed the pictures on the wall. He ran straight into the living room where, as expected, Lucifer was sprawled out on the sofa engrossed in the TV.
"Are we doing anything for Michael's birthday?" Gabriel asked. "Considering it's less than a week away."
"Nope, Michael doesn't celebrate." Lucifer replied, barely breaking his connection with the TV, where some reality type show was playing.
"How does he not celebrate?" Gabriel sighed dramatically, and threw himself onto the sofa.
"He doesn't get what all the fuss is about. It's never been important in his family. It's more of an internal affair for them." Lucifer said, very matter-of-factly.
Gabriel stared at the ceiling for a moment before a 'brilliant' idea popped into his head.
"We should have a surprise party! I'm sure he'll love it."
"No, he hates parties. I think I'll just do something with Michael." Lucifer sat up to glare at Gabriel. "No interfering."
"Fine." Gabriel said, and walked away towards the kitchen. Pulling out his phone he began to dial Sam's number.
"Hey Sammy, we got some interfering to do."
A few days after the trip to the lake, a contented Castiel entered the school gates. He crossed the yard into the shadows cast by the gymnasium.
"Caaaaaaaaaaaaas!" came a cry. Castiel turned around to see an eager Dean running, well... galloping towards him.
"Hello Dean," said Castiel.
"Hey." Dean panted. "Come join our discussion circle. It's Michael's birthday on Sunday, so Gabriel's naturally trying to screw everything up for Luci."
"Oh, okay?" Castiel said, confused.
Castiel followed Dean over to where a lot of 'lake crew' were sitting in a circle, Gabriel standing in the middle. Castiel recognised Sofiel and Muriel sitting together, and they smiled at him as he sat next to them. Dean placed himself between Castiel and Jo. Castiel also remembered Balthazar, Benny and Sam, as well as Charlie.
"Right you little fucks." Gabe said sternly, placing his hands on his hips and scowling at everyone.
"Woah, we're here voluntarily. Be polite you asshole." Jo said.
"Well I demand respect." Gabriel shouted pointing a finger at Charlie.
"Wrong group of friends." Muriel said, looking up from her phone momentarily. The rest of the group seemed equally as bored, but continued to listen to Gabriel.
"Okay. Luci has forbidden me from doing anything for Michael's birthday. And I know he's going to fuck it all up."
Castiel leant over to Dean's shoulder to whisper in his ear, "He has a very low opinion of his brother."
Dean sighed. "Nah, Luci's just very good at messing everything up. According to their mother, on Gabriel's 10th birthday, when Luci was 13, they let him light the candles on the cake. They ended up with a set of burnt curtains, and Gabe's hair extra crispy."
Castiel's eyes widened. "Seriously?"
Gabriel continued. "So we, yes all of us, are going to intervene."
"And how exactly are we supposed to do that?" Dean asked.
"I'm glad you asked, my friend. You see, my dear brother Lucifer loves to leave all his stuff lying around, including very important date plans. He even has a to-do list." Gabriel scoffed.
"So what do you want to do?" Sam asked.
"I want to organise an overly cliche romantic dinner at my humble home." Gabriel stated proudly. "We're going to follow them to this place, wherever the hell Larks Top is, and drag them back to mine with an exciting - blah
"Simple enough."
September 28th - Michael's birthday
As much as Lucifer would love to greet his boyfriend at his home, Michael had not yet told his parents about him being gay, and didn't want to risk their reaction. Richard Milton - Michael's father - was deacon at the pentecostal church and had some conservative views.
Instead Michael walked to Lucifer's house. He was dressed in a suit that his father had made him wear for church. It wasn't exactly the nicest item michael owned.
"God, that suit is ugly." Lucifer grimaced.
"Yes, thank you Luce. Do you have the alternative clothing?"
Lucifer smirked. "Yes, of course, my sir," and pulled out the bag of clothing Michael had resorted to keeping at his house. Inside the bag was a checkered black and white shirt, a thin burgundy jumper, a pair of aqua coloured jeans, and a blue blazer - all Lucifer's choosing. Who knew satan had style?
"Michaaaaaaaa!" Lucifer wailed from outside the bathroom. "How long does it take to get dressed? You're worse than Gabe."
"Patience." Called Michael.
"Is not one of my virtues." Retorted Lucifer. "I'm going to get me something to eat."
Lucifer dragged himself off of the floor, and down the stairs to the kitchen where his father was perched on a chair at the oak dining table - asleep.
"Dad?" Lucifer called gently.
"Yeah - uh - what?" A very disheveled Chuck opened his eyes blearily. His hair was a mess, and his robe was old and tattered.
Lucifer chided him. "You've really got to stop falling asleep at the table."
"Yeah, yeah." Chuck waved him off, and grabbed his glass of JD and finished it a large gulp.
Lucifer just sighed, ran his hand through stress tousled hair, and grabbed an apple off the counter top.
He made his way back up the stairs to see the bathroom door open, and a very charming Michael - if Lucifer did say himself - fastening the blue blazer's buttons in the mirror.
"You ready to go?" Lucifer asked from the stairs, smiling.
The stars shone above and the moon's majestic presence illuminated their drive into the city.
Lucifer drove through the city. Despite it being a sunday night, cars still sped through the open roads, and bright lights still flickered through the darkness of deserted alleys. Driving out of the deep heart of the city, leads you to the outer edge, where a bluff allows you to look over at it's glory.
He stopped the car at the bottom, rushing out of the car to open the car for his date. Michael rolled his eyes at the gesture, but gave an appreciative smile all the same. After gathering all their supplies - which Michael could make out was a basket hidden under a blanket - they began to make their trek up the steep slope presented before them.
Meanwhile at the Shurley household…
Sofiel said into her phone. "Gabriel, isn't it kind of awkward us stowing away at your house? What if your parents come in to find, like, ten teenagers in their living room, and in the kitchen raiding the fridge?"
Gabriel replied. "Just mention your OTP to my mom, and she'll never let you leave. Ask my dad what he's working on. I promise he'll leave the room cursing under his breath to go get a drink."
Charlie stole the phone away from Sofiel. "Great, thanks Gabe." She said sarcastically. "Also, you have a great candy stash under your bed."
"You're wel- WHAT?" Gabriel whisper shouted. "RIGHT THAT'S IT, WE'RE ABORTING THIS MISSION!"
"Don't worry, we're only eating the pink and blue bottle things."
Gabriel seethed. "THOSE ARE MY FAVOURITES!"
"We'll buy you more." Charlie looked over to where Dean was shaking his head at her statement. "We're going to watch a movie now. Bye."
"Charlie don't you." Before Gabriel could finish his sentence, Charlie hung up and proceeded to tackle Dean, who was trying to tip the box of the sweets into his mouth, while fighting of the angry - and sugar crazed - teens.
Meanwhile on the wrong side of the city.
Gabriel and Sam were sat behind a bush. Gabriel peeking over the top, expectantly. And Sam had his head in his hands, regretting the life choices that brought him there.
Meanwhile in the right place…
"It is beautiful up here." Michael said in awe at the view from the bluff. The lights of the city before them radiated a glow like it was emitting energy in waves. However, up on the bluff the light couldn't obstruct the glow of the stars above, and they could shine down upon them.
"It is." Lucifer said. " Why don't you capture it?" holding out Michael's camera, fully equipped with the correct lens.
"How did you get this? And the lens." Michael said, checking the camera over.
"Don't worry, Anna and Hael helped." Lucifer smiled at his boyfriend.
"Are you going to take a picture, or just stare into my eyes all night?" Lucifer smirked.
"A little of both, I guess."
Back at the Shurley's…
"Wait Gabe, let me put you on speaker." Dean said, barely able to contain his laughter and waving his arm so that the people in the living room could crowd around the phone.
Gabriel said. "We need you to come get us."
"And why's that?" replied Dean choking back more laughter.
"We're at the wrong place."
"Sorry, I didn't catch that." Dean was enjoying this too much.
Sam grabbed the phone from Gabriel, "DEAN YOU ASS, GET HERE NOW. MY EARS ARE FREEZING." He shouted in the phone.
Gabriel grabbed the phone back. "You heard the moose. Come and get us."
"Nooooooo." Dean whined. "We're watching Star Trek Into Darkness and Buttercup Cabbagepatch is about to come on."
Sam threatened. "Dean, I'm sure everyone would love to hear about July 2013."
"You wouldn't." Dean said with a terrified expression.
"Try me." Said Sam.
Dean gave in. "Damn it."
Back at the bluff overlooking the city.
Michael was happily snapping pictures of the city while Lucifer laid down contentedly staring up at the sky.
"Micha?" Lucifer asked suddenly. Michael lowered the camera from his eye, and knelt down on the scrub next to Lucifer.
"Yes?" He said, settling himself so he was lying next to Lucifer.
Lucifer started "I know we're still in highschool and stuff, and we're young and stuff, but I wanted to tell you…" Lucifer trailed off looking back up at the stars.
"Tell me what?" Michael said, turning Lucifer's head so he was facing him again.
"Okay, I had some speech kind of planned out in my head. So here goes… The world sucks. Everyone has an agenda for knowing you. Like after my dad published those damn books people wanted to get close to me, because they were fans. It fucking sucked. I didn't have any friends because I pushed everyone away. But then along came this green eyed boy, who had no idea who the hell my dad was, or why he should care. A little self-righteous if I am being perfectly honest." Michael jabbed him in the ribs.
Lucifer sighed. "What is it with you and my ribs. What did they ever do to you?"
"As I was saying. You kind of made me realise that there's more to people. I didn't really understand that at first. My opinion is still valid, but I do have an amazing group of friends, and an even more amazing boyfriend - I'd even go as far as to say fantastic. You made me realise that underneath all the stars and the trees, there's more than all the birds and bees, and people don't always have an agenda. And I'm going to stop talking now."
"Why? You did beat around the bush slightly, but I understand."Michael said, turning onto his back to look up at the stars. "You have to close the iron doors on the pain you felt and save your soul."
"I love you Micha. I truly do, and I really would love to spend the rest of life with you. I know we're young, and maybe won't feel this way in a few years, but as we lay here between the grass and the sky, I find myself falling in love with you just a little bit more."
"I love you too Luce, and I would love to spend the rest of my life at your side." Michael leant forwards, and brought up his arm so that it could cup Lucifer's face, and gradually brought their lips together. And in that moment, and the next, they were alone. Free. No worries, no doubts. Just them. Time slipped by, seconds into minutes. And underneath the stars and trees was a promise. A promise forged in kisses and 'I love you's.
Moving back over to the two miserable teens at the wrong place…
Dean stopped the car in front of the two teens. Sam had his back to Gabriel, and was violently shivering.
When they arrived back at the house, it was empty and silent. Gabriel set his jacket down on the edge of the sofa, and let out a huge sigh. He had been doing that a lot.
"Well we're going to leave." Sam said.
"Okay…" Gabriel started. "Actually, Sam wait."
"What?"
"Why don't you stay." Gabriel said with a smile.
Sam said "Gabriel, it's late and we've got school tomorrow."
Gabriel shouted out to Dean who was standing outside. "Hey Dean-o! Can Sam stay?"
Dean considered for a moment, then said. "Sure. See ya."
"Dean! Don't you dare-" Sam stopped as he heard the impala's engine outside. "So, what do you wanna do?"
"Well, we still have the cliche movie scene ready."
"True."
"Come on then." Gabriel said, pulling Sam by his black hoodie's sleeve into the kitchen. On the dining table with a red table cloth settled on it there were two places set. All the usual clutter had been stored away into various cupboards, and in their place were now tall glowing red candles, and extravagant flower displays.
"Wow, you really out did yourself." Sam said in admiration for the display, and for Gabriel.
"Yeah, well it doesn't matter anyway." Gabriel said in a disappointed manner, but it soon turned happy again when he pulled out one of the chairs for Sam. "M'lady."
Sam rolled his eyes.
The rest of the night was shared in laughter and love, instead of disappointment.