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In the week that passed after their first meeting, Gabbie and Georgie were still trying to convince themselves that it was all real. After all, it was almost like a dream come true to them. Of course, the dream wasn't as perfect as they had imagined. Sam and Dean had warned them of the dangers, had even asked –and tried to convince them- if they wanted out before they ever had the chance to begin.
However, the two girls were adamant, recalling the information that Castiel had given them. They knew that, considering what was about to come, they would have to learn to fight, how to shoot a gun and heck, even how to face off demons.
Castiel had yet to return since the last time they had spoken, ignoring both the Winchesters and the girls' calls for him. Frustrated, they had given up, understanding that Castiel always did this but also curious as to where on earth the angel could be.
When they were not complaining about the angel, Georgie and Gabbie were talking about the Winchesters.
They would never admit it out loud to the men, but they had always had an admiration for them. At first, it had been difficult to try to keep this hidden since they didn't want to scare the boys away but now that they had spent time with them, they no longer saw them as fictional characters to fan girl over but men who were as real to them now as if they always had been.
They saw Sam and Dean as human beings, not as simple characters on a television show that they could never have a chance with. They began to see a side of the brother's that they had never seen on the show and before long, they realized that they were, slowly but surely, falling for them.
Little did they know that the Winchesters were beginning to feel the same way about the girls.
After several arguments concerning whether the girls should be allowed to stay with them, Sam had finally persuaded Dean that it would be safer for them to stay; learn how to fight, being defenceless in a world that they are unfamiliar with. They discussed at length as to how they were going to go about the training of the naïve girls who had so easily bombarded their way into their lives.
When Sam had said that they would train them he did not expect that they would stick it out. Dean had rebuked Sam, telling him that he knew that it was going to happen. No matter how much Dean had tried to dissuade the girls by staying in this world after failing to convince Sam of the dangers they would face, the girls stubbornly stayed put, seeming even to relish in the tuition and the expanding of their knowledge of the boys lives.
Eventually realizing how futile it was to try and stop them, they decided to take it in their stride and train the girls to the best of their ability. After a few training sessions and getting to know the girls better, even if they didn't want to admit it to themselves or each other they had actually begun to enjoy the company, finding that they had a lot in common. They were surprised by how quickly they became friends, yet the boys were still slightly concerned as after countless times of the boys and girls calling for Castiel with the continuous lack of appearance, Sam and Dean were still finding it difficult to completely trust Georgie and Gabbie without Castiel's assurance.
As the training progressed, so did the girls. They would be lying if they said that they weren't impressed, and even found themselves feeling an attraction towards them, admiring their confidence and ability to learn so quickly. After all, it had been considerably long since the two of them had spent time with two attractive women.
Sam found tutoring Gabbie a delight. Not only was she a quick learner, she was also adept and flexible when it came to hand combat. In addition to this, he had found the beginning of a great friendship, enjoying the way she was always laughing at everything and not being able to help smiling along with her.
At first, Dean found Georgie irritable, jealous of the way Sam and Gabbie were getting along so well and progressing quickly with their training whilst for the fifth time that day, Dean had already had to correct Georgie's shooting technique. However, despite her being slightly slow on the uptake of the training, he found that her calming presence and persistence to keep learning was soothing and admirable, knowing many who would have given up by now. The silly puns she would now and again come out with had him smiling, and even beginning to laugh at times. He found her humour refreshing, having not come across someone like her before. Despite her lack of shooting skills, he began to look forward to and enjoy their time together; beginning to get the sneaky suspicion that Georgie was putting some of it on anyway.
….
After a few months of living with the Winchesters and having gone through the onslaught of several training sessions, Gabbie was beginning to show huge potential, already mastering how to shoot a gun.
Impressed, Sam had quickly moved her onto combat lessons, which proved more challenging for Gabbie whilst Georgie, already having mastered combat skills was taking advantage of the fact that with gun training, Dean would usually have to hold her to steady her hand with his own to hit the target straight.
….
Practicing hit and defence techniques, Gabbie goes to throw a punch at Sam. In one swift movement, Sam lifts Gabbie off of the floor and twists her round, trapping her arm behind her back before pinning her to the wall of the abandoned hut that they had found in a deserted farm. Laughing, Gabbie looks up at Sam, regaining her breath. Sam smirks at her, their gazes lock and linger a bit too long. Letting her go, Sam clears his throat apologetically, "Let's practice your shooting again and show Georgie how it's done." He teases, winking playfully.
Meanwhile, Dean and Georgie are outside the hut at the makeshift shooting range. There is a sense of tension in the air as Georgie points the gun at the target –an empty can- and with a deep breath in, pulls the trigger. She bites her lip, hope springing into her eyes until she realizes the bullet was nowhere near the target…just as she had planned.
She lowers the gun to her side as Dean, trying to be patient, exclaims, "No, you're still not holding it right!" He realizes how harsh his tone is and clears his throat, "Here, let me help you." Georgie smiles to herself, her plan working out perfectly, quickly returning to looking innocent as Dean comes to stand very close behind her. Feeling his heart beat against her back, Dean positions her arms correctly, gently placing his hand over hers. He guides the gun toward the centre of the target, looking at his hand over hers and noticing the slight tremble that seems to run through Georgie's body.
For a moment, he is silent before he whispers in her ear, "Okay, shoot." He watches as the bullet goes straight through the centre of the target and sends Georgie a grin, "You did it!" He exults, then with a smirk, "took you long enough."
Georgie turns in his arms to smile at him proudly but gets caught by the intense green of his eyes. Dean watches her as her waves tickle his nose as she turns and he is struck by the brightness of her smile. He clears his throat just as Sam and Gabbie come outside to join them and the two jump apart, startled.
Sam gives Dean a reprimanding look whilst Georgie and Gabbie share suggestive glances. Although Georgie similarly notes how close Sam and Gabbie are standing, catching Sam's hand as it quickly falls away from where it had been on Gabbie's back when leading her outside.
Sam steps away briskly and walks over to the Impala to pick out a gun for Gabbie in an attempt to break the tension that marked the atmosphere. While rummaging through the trunk, Sam explains teasingly, whilst winking at Gabbie, "We came to show you how it's done."
Dean raises an eyebrow, "Oh yeah, well Georgie's improved massively. She's my new Uma Thurman."
...
After a couple of hours on the deserted farm at the shooting range, Sam and Dean leave to grab drinks. As they leave, Dean is complaining about Georgie's atrocious shots whilst Sam is boasting with pride by how much better Gabbie is.
Once they are out of ear shot, Gabbie turns to Georgie accusingly, "You can't be that bad." She picks up the gun with newly expert hands and shoots the three targets with precision into each centre. "See?" She asks, "It's not that difficult."
Georgie grins knowingly, raising her brows suggestively and cocking the gun almost flawlessly which she had failed to do only moments before, she aims and shoots, hitting two out of three targets with uncanny precision.
Gabbie grins, opening her mouth to speak but is cut off by Dean's shout, "I knew it! I knew you couldn't be that bad!" Georgie spins around guiltily, biting her lip, "I'm teaching you goddammit!" Dean smirks towards Sam with renewed cockiness, "Looks like your girl is going to have to up her game, Sammy."
Sam points out, "I don't know, Dean. Georgie still couldn't hit all three targets."
Dean scoffs, grinning, "Fine. Let's try combat, then." Knowing full well that Georgie was excelling in that field and that Sam and Gabbie were having difficulties because of height differences.
Sam crosses his arms, huffing, "Fine."
Five minutes later, the girls are ready to fight and Sam and Dean are settled into two rotting wicker chairs that they had found in the rundown hut.
Picking up a beer, Dean quips, "Oh, I've been waiting for this."
Sam nods silently in agreement, too busy watching the girls warm up, worrying about losing the bet to Dean that they had placed on who would win.
Georgie and Gabbie face each other, trying to be serious about the situation but failing to stop small giggles escaping their lips considering where they had been just a few months ago.
Calling out to Georgie, Dean shouts, "Remember what I taught you! It worked wonders on Sam."
Sam gives Dean a questioning look whilst Gabbie, noting that Georgie is distracted by Dean, takes the opportunity to land the first blow. She grabs hold of Georgie's shoulder and slips her leg between Georgie's, attempting to unbalance her but Georgie, going on the instincts that Dean had been driving into her, wastes no time in knocking Gabbie's arm away and pushing her down through her legs, twisting round into a defensive stance.
Gabbie scrambles up quickly as Dean grins and nudges Sam playfully.
After a few minutes of fighting, Georgie finally takes the upper hand and manages to throw Gabbie to the ground, winding her.
Dean chuckles, "That's my girl." He stands up to congratulate her when Gabbie swings out her leg, knocking Georgie's from beneath her, sending Georgie sprawling to the ground with an oomph.
Dean frowns, complaining, "Hey, that's cheating!"
Sam passes Dean, patting him condescendingly, laughing as he goes. Walking over to Gabbie to help her up, he smiles encouragingly, "You're getting better. I liked the quick thinking at the end."
Gabbie stands, grinning, pleased with herself, "Thanks." She continues to use Sam's arm as support.
Meanwhile, Dean helps Georgie stand up, not realizing that he holds onto her hand a little longer than necessary. Turning to Sam and Gabbie, he calls out, at the same time as Georgie, "We still won."
The two look at each other, grinning as Sam and Gabbie share an amused yet meaningful glance.
Sam shrugs, "There's always a next time."
Throwing his head back in his signature laugh, Dean retorts, "And I'll always beat you little brother."
Sam leans down to whisper in Gabbie's ear, "Yeah, we'll see about that."
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As the weeks and months passed with the Winchesters and the girls, Castiel had been busy with finding the answers to some of his own questions. Finally after many confrontations, and struggling with some of Raphael's supporters who wanted information about the girls' whereabouts, Castiel, slightly worse for wear, uncovers the location of his brother, the archangel Gabriel.
Having been the one who sent him on the mission to find the girls, Castiel felt he was owed an explanation.
Having searched long and hard for him, he chanced upon one of the warehouses that Gabriel finds so entertaining based on some rumours he had heard amongst a cluster of the many of Gabriel's playthings.
Castiel could never understand why Gabriel liked these stores so much; to him they were just empty buildings, loosely fit together by rusting metal. He failed to grasp the attraction they obviously held for Gabriel.
Exhausted from his skirmishes with Raphael's followers, he tiredly wanders through the space, "Gabriel?...Gabriel?" He sighs, "I know you're here. There is no point in these stupid games. There are serious matters to discuss." He looks around helplessly and after a moment of silence, he mutters, "And I need you brother. I need your help."
Startling Castiel, Gabriel's voice echoes around the building, bouncing off of the walls, "Oh, Castiel. Cass, Cassie, Cass…what news have you got for me, hm? I've heard all about your silly little fights with Raphael. Getting into trouble again, are we?"
"This is serious, Gabriel. It would be much easier and safer to talk if you showed yourself."
Gabriel appears behind Castiel, spreading his arms wide to reveal himself, "And here I am, little brother."
Castiel starts forward, "Gabriel I've got-"
"Woah, woah, woah, not here. Where do you think we are? This isn't some safe house from angel radio, you know? Let's go somewhere…more private." Gabriel winks.
Clicking his fingers, a new reality is instantly created around them. Castiel looks about him to find he is in a brothel, and of course, Gabriel has two beautiful women either side of him, kissing his cheeks as he stares upon Castiel amused.
"Gabriel this is not the time for your foolish fantasies." Castiel shifts awkwardly.
Gabriel rolls his eyes, "Lighten up, Cass. Take that stick out of your arsehole."
"I don't understand that reference." Castiel says after a moment of silence.
Gabriel sighs exasperatedly, "Heh, you wouldn't."
Another silence as Gabriel studies Castiel before asking, "How's the boyfriend?"
Castiel cocks his head to the side, confused, before replying, "Boyfriend? I don't understand…If you're referring to Dean, he's fine."
Gabriel smirks, and then leading the conversation along, he asks, "So did you do as I asked?"
"Yes. I got the girls. It wasn't easy. They weren't where you said they would be."
"Well, what's a mission without a little bit of fun rolled into it? The good soldier using his cunning to overcome the trials set before him."
"You could have made my job a lot easier if you had just told me that they weren't even in this universe in the first place." Castiel accuses.
Gabriel grins, wiggling his eyebrows, "But that was the best bit, don't you think?"
Castiel sighs impatiently, "But you could have chosen someone from this universe, surely."
Gabriel, quickly becoming bored, responds, "No! You know the road of destiny as well as I do. It had to be them. Luci and Mike have their true vessels. It's only fair I get mine."
"And Raphael?" Castiel questions, "His vessel? You know what he's like."
Gabriel gives Castiel a pointed look, "We'll deal with Raphael when it comes around."
"You put the girls in terrible danger bringing them here."
Gabriel shrugs it off, "Eh, they'll be fine! And as I recall, it was you who brought them here. I just requested it."
"I don't think you realize the full gravitas of the situation."
"Ugh, Cassie, come off it with your big fancy words. It'll be fine, you'll see!"
"What exactly do you want me to do now?" Castiel asks, the smirk that's been playing on Gabriel's mouth dropping as they moved onto more serious business.
"Well where exactly are the girls now?" Once again he looks at Castiel provocatively, "If you've got them having sexy time without me I'm not going to be happy."
"That's…inappropriate." Castiel replies, frowning, "I left them with the Winchesters. They should be in capable hands."
Gabriel tuts, "The Winchesters? Those douchebags? What did you leave them with them for? They'll ruin everything like they always do and I can't have one of them taking my vessel before me."
Ignoring Gabriel, Castiel says, "I should go. They've been praying to me for a while now."
Gabriel raises his brows questioningly, "Why don't I come with you? Someone's got to fix up the mess you created."
Before Castiel can reply, Gabriel clicks his fingers, the brothel disappearing before them.
Looking around, Castiel finds that Gabriel has gone too.
"Dammit Gabriel."
