Summary: When Sam and Dean exorcise a demon in Bobby's panic room, they don't expect the vessel to survive. It transpires she needs their protection.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters *Sighs and mutters jealous remark*
A/N: I wish more of you would've left guesses as to who I was pairing Imogen with in this story. Hopefully, this chapter will give you the answer. ENJOY!
Saving You
- SEVEN -
"Gabriel!" She breathed, moving forward and hugging the Archangel who chuckled and hugged her back.
"I'm sorry for the hostility and such." Gabriel said softly, "I just needed to give the Winchesters a piece of my mind."
"You do understand that they're not gonna say yes…right?" Imogen asked, searching those eyes for reassurance as Gabriel joined her on the bed.
"Yeah, I figured." Gabriel replied, looking a little worried, "How've you been keeping?"
"Oh, fine and dandy." Imogen laughed, sitting on her bed, "Been possessed, killed my parents and neighbours, been exorcised, collapsed, run away, got attacked again, got saved, learned to hunt, slept with Sam, got questioned about intimacy by Castiel, and then found you again after sixteen years."
Gabriel sighed and shook his head.
"I'm sorry I've not been there either. I told you I'd be watching over you and I haven't been." He admitted, hanging his head, "Not since you were eighteen…"
Imogen cupped his cheek, causing the Archangel to look up at her.
"It's okay." She whispered, "Really."
That's when Gabriel vanished, leaving Imogen sat on her bed alone. She flopped onto the mattress, and sighed before climbing under the covers and turning the light out.
Her dreams were filled with Gabriel. All Gabriel, whether just talking, eating in a diner, drinking in a bar, grinding in a club, driving in a car, even having sex…that was the one that woke her up. Sighing with defeat she slumped onto the pillows, kicking her arms and legs about before pulling at her hair.
"No, no, no! This cannot be happening!" She whispered, "I've not seen the guy in sixteen years and he shows up…we meet again and God he's in my head like a haunting image."
Though it's a damn sweet haunting image.
"Gabriel, if you're doing this on purpose, it needs to stop," She whispered into the room, "It's unfair."
"Awww," Gabriel whined, "Come on, I like turning you on."
He flopped on the bed beside her and eyed up her stunning cleavage before waggling his eyebrows at her.
"Right," Imogen began climbing out of bed and dragging Gabriel up off the bed, "Out. And do not invade my head again, is that understood?"
Gabriel gave Imogen puppy eyes before clasping his hands behind his back and rubbing the toe of his shoe on the floor.
"But I like it when you moan my name in your sleep."
"Oh no. Puppy eyes don't work with me, Gabe." She laughed, "Get out."
Gabriel sighed before looking deep into Imogen's eyes. He leaned in for a kiss and she giggled, pushing him away and shaking her head.
"Oh no you don't." She chuckled, "I'm not that easy."
Gabriel bowed his head and chuckled himself.
"I'll have to try harder then won't I?"
"Goodbye, Gabriel." Imogen said with a smile, earning herself a wink from the former Trickster which caused her to swoon slightly.
Drifting back off to sleep, she realised that she missed those dreams of Gabriel. Waking again not an hour later, Imogen growled to herself.
NO I DO NOT! I don't miss them. Getting too emotionally and dare-I-say sexually involved with an Archangel is a bad idea…plus it's disgusting to taint an Archangel. Although…the Trickster was no stranger to sex…but still NO! No, no, no! It's wrong…but is it wrong?
"Shut up, Subconscious!" Imogen hissed, "Shut up Libido…shut up MIND! LET ME SLEEP!"
Dressing in a purple long-sleeved t-shirt and her favourite pair of jeans, Imogen brushed her hair and headed downstairs.
"Morning, guys." She said happily as she entered the kitchen.
The three men and two angels greeted her in return before she…wait…two angels?
The others around the table gave her smirks that she could read so well.
"Gabriel…" she warned, chasing the Archangel into the yard before grabbing him by his jacket sleeve.
"GABRIEL!"
Wow…she really was pissed. The look in her eyes made him feel so guilty…but why was she so mad…it was just a joke and she didn't feel anything for him…right?
"Look, I'm sorry, Imogen! I didn't mean to tell them, it just slipped…"
He was cut off by Imogen roughly pressing her lips to his. She released him and slapped him around the face before getting the keys to the green '71 Chevy truck that Bobby had given her and storming back through the house.
"Shit…" Gabriel breathed, "Fuck!"
Out front, Imogen climbed into the driver's seat and sped away from Bobby's just driving anywhere she could to cool down. She didn't anticipate the horror she'd meet on the road though.
Gabriel made his way back into the house.
"Where is she?" He asked, everyone else looking stunned, "Oh, Dad…has she gone?"
"You should try not to play with her emotions and feelings, Gabriel." Castiel said, "It only hurts her."
Gabriel sighed and nodded. Damn he'd watched over the kid from her being eight until she was eighteen. He saw her lose her virginity and he stopped watching. Angels shouldn't feel jealous but he did, he always felt jealous. When she had her first kiss, she looked at the boy who'd kissed her as though he was the most amazing thing in the world. Her eyes were filled with such trust and love…yeah…love. Then that same kid went and stabbed her in the back, cheating on her with her best friend. Boy, did that kill her…
"She kissed me…" Gabriel said, "And there was pain in it…I'm telling you, I felt pain burning through her like that damn Holy Fire…"
"What if she does actually feel something for you, Gabe?" Sam asked, "Did that not occur to you?"
"Listen, like I told you last night, she wouldn't let me near her and she wanted rid of the dreams!" Gabriel explained, "She doesn't feel anything for me."
"Gabriel, you pulled her from a car wreck and saved her life. She came out of the crash unscathed…thanks to you." Bobby said, "And she never saw you again."
"Dude," Dean added, "If you'd seen the look on her face when she realised who you were…"
"Okay, you're not making me feel any better here!" Gabriel snapped, "I've gotta find her."
Gabriel had searched for a mere ten minutes when he found Imogen, but when he saw the damage, he was horrified. The truck was flipped on its roof and as he moved forward to check the crash scene, he couldn't find Imogen anywhere. He looked around the area and that's when the purple shirt caught his eye…
-TBC-
