Largofan: Don't own, don't sue, no money
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"Wait, you said her husband was killed by the Hulk? I'm coming out! Don't leave your motel room tell I get there! Even if you do hear something on the police scanner!" Largo says excitedly over the phone before snapping it shut and grabbing her ready bag.
"Bobby! I'm going to go help Sam and Dean on a case! Make sure you feed everyone… Including a certain angel if he shows up!" she shouts before taking off in the old Volkswagen bug that Bobby had fixed up for her use. She only stops when a cop pulls her over and her blue eyes go wide, wondering why she was getting so many speeding tickets in this dimension when she'd never gotten any at home.
"Miss, do you have any idea at how fast you were going?" the officer asks, more amazed that she'd gotten the ancient car going twenty miles a hour over the speed limit in a sixty-five zone.
"Um, really fast? I'm so sorry, it's just my brother just called me and his wife is going into labor. She three weeks early and it's my first nephew!" she says, lying with ease to the officer, blue eyes massive and he sighs.
"Congratulations, I hope the little one is alright. I'll let you off with a warning this time, but watch your speed," he says and she nods.
"Yes sir, thank you," she says and he tips his hat to her before she takes off again, waiting until the officer isn't in view anymore before putting the pedal down.
"So, what are we dealing with?" Sam asks after the young woman arrives. Wondering what was so important about this case since him and Dean had already pretty much figured it out.
"You already know him, it's the Trickster, though his real name is the Archangel Gabriel," the red head explains excitedly.
"Shit, no wonder we weren't able to gank him. Why the hell are you so excited?" Dean asks as his arms cross and his face furrows in a frown.
"Because, I want to get him on our side! I mean, he eventually comes over, but then he dies confronting old Nick to give you two time to escape. If he's on our side, starting now though, do you know how nice that'd be? How much easier?" she asks and Sam concedes the point almost immediately even if he does hate the bastard while Dean stays stubborn as they go to confront the angel after yet another call comes through on the police scanner.
The second they walk into the warehouse they're in an episode of Dr. Sexy. Largo looks down at her scrubs and doctor's coat with amusement, and would love to go explore the 'set' but sticks with Dean and Sam until Dean has the archangel pinned to the wall. Largo looks him over. He wasn't quite as short as the actor who played him, making it so he was more on eye level with Dean instead of having the older Winchester loom over him and she notices that his eyes could not be mistaken for any other color but gold.
"So what's this really about, Gabriel?" Dean asks, stressing the name, and gold eyes go wide, the confident look falling off the angel's face in honest shock.
"He's trying to get the two of you to play your parts and say yes to Lucifer and Michael," the red head explains excitedly, thrilled to be able to talk to one of her favorite characters, before she's pinned to a wall by the archangel turned trickster. He had all but evaporated out of Dean's grip, gold eyes now narrow as they look the redhead over. The excited bubble bursts as she realizes she'd totally put herself in deep shit.
"Who are you and how do you know that?" the angel asks, not liking having a surprise sprung on him, keeping the Winchesters from trying to save her by sticking their feet to the floor as she tries to press herself deeper into the wall.
"Hey! Don't shoot the messenger! God brought me in and has been letting me change things for the better… I hope," she says uneasily, hands slowly going up in surrender as he frowns at her.
"You two chuckleheads enjoy this while Red and I have a chat," he says, gold eyes not leaving Largo's face. He doesn't bother snapping his fingers to keep up the act before the two are suddenly in an interrogation room, with Largo cuffed to the table and back in her normal clothes and Gabriel dressed up like a police detective.
"Name?" he asks as she pouts, trying not to chafe her wrists with the handcuffs which were to tight for comfort and swallows hard.
"Largo Fox, is this really necessary? We both know you're the stronger of us," she asks, fidgeting and the question is ignored.
"Age?" the archangel asks, staying in character.
"Twenty-six," she says with a sigh of defeat and he hums, scribbling it down.
"Height, I'd say five-seven and a half."
"I'm five-eight dammit!" Largo snaps, her face tinting an angry pink since she was sensitive about her height. She was the shortest in her family.
"Hmm, Five-seven with out the half, hair doesn't count. Hair color, red. Eye color, blue, glasses, freckles, yada, yada, yada," he says before tossing the clip board over his shoulder, already bored with the role. "Alright, down to business, what are you and why are you here?" he asks, leaning forward, hands steepled in front of him so they hide his mouth from view.
"I'm human and I'm from another dimension where the lives of Dean and Sam Winchester are documented in a TV show called Supernatural. This is season five and I've seen through season eight, so I thought what I'd do, since I was chosen for whatever reason, was make things easier on them and since Raphael hasn't come to smite me yet, I figure God's given me a pass," she explains.
"And why would dear old Dad do that?" he asks, leaning back with a disbelieving scoff.
"I don't know. Does it look like I've met the deity? Maybe they went out to play skee ball and realized 'Oh shit things are going down the crapper' so decided to bring in the last star fighter," she says and the angel's lips twitch at the movie references before checking the girl's mind to see that she's telling the truth, she honestly had no idea why she had been chosen and he sighs.
The Archangel snaps his fingers reflexively and they're in a lounge on a comfortable couch. There was no point in making them both uncomfortable anymore.
"Help yourself, so what's your sales pitch to try and get me to join Team Freewill?" he asks, gesturing to the sweets on the coffee table in front of them as the red head rubs her wrists, trying to get rid of the feeling of the handcuffs.
"Well, lets see, if things go on how they're supposed to you die," she says and he looks at her with wide eyes, cause just which one of his brothers kills him he has to wonder. "Lucifer and Michael end up in the cage with their vessels. There is a massive civil war in heaven because Raphael wants to release the two and put the apocalypse back on track while Castiel, who is killed and brought back again, wants to keep the earth in one piece. Thousands of angels die, and I mean literally thousands. Including Raphael… and the Leviathans are sprung out of purgatory and released onto the earth," she pauses to admire his disbelieving and slightly horrified look, "do you want me to go on? Cause I can." She grabs a bowl full of chocolates and starts in on them as the archangel thinks about what she said and what he'd seen in her head.
He sits there still as a statue as the chocolates start to disappear. Largo was nervous as all hell. She loved Gabriel as a character, but had no clue if she had just scared him away for good or brought him over to Team Freewill.
"I suppose you win. I'll join Team Freewill," he says when she's half way through the bowl and she grins in relief.
"Good, but first, can we watch Sam and Dean?" she asks, this was one of her favorite episodes of all time and he smirks, snapping and suddenly there's a TV in front of them.
"I did spend a lot of time on this one, we might as well enjoy it," he says, secretly happy to have someone else around to admire his handy work and the two talk as they watch the Winchesters fumble through sitcoms and game shows before they're joined by Castiel. Gabriel goes to snap him out of it, but Largo stops him.
"No way, leave him with them," she says before looking through the TV guide. She changes the channel so they're on a diving competition, in speedos.
"What the hell!?" Dean demands as Sam blushes, trying to cover himself. Castiel just looks down, confused at his sudden lack of clothing.
"Really?" Gabriel asks, though he's smirking.
"Leave me alone, they're pretty and it's not like I'll get another chance. Sam and Dean both wear boxers and Castiel is never in anything less then his holy tax accountant get up," she says, face red. Castile was thinner then Misha Collins, with out as many muscles as the actor, which went better with the fact that Jimmy Novak had a desk job. Gabriel chuckles at her reaction and the fact she kept glancing away from the TV, as though they knew she was watching.
"Not going to complain, I'm liking the view," he says as they watch the three have to dive and swim until the show is over.
"Aw," Largo pouts and Gabriel changes the channel and watches as her disappointment turns to awe since it's a cartoon.
"What the heck?" cartoon Dean asks and then frowns at his inability to swear and goes through every curse he knows.
"Have I told you that you're amazing? I knew there was a reason besides the sweets that you are my favorite character," Largo tells him as she watches cartoon Castiel looks at his little, black wings, looking positively adorable.
"No, and what's your ship? I stumbled across the lovely world a fan fiction the other day after going through the Supernatural books," he asks with a grin at both the compliment and the blush on the ginger's face.
"Do we have to talk about Supernatural fan fiction?" she asks.
"Yep, now what do you ship? I'm liking DeanxJo," he says and she snorts.
"No way! They totally have a sibling thing going. If you must know, I don't have a single ship. I like Destiel, Debriel, Ducifer, Michean, DeAna, Deandiriel, Deathazar for Dean, and for Cas, Destiel again, Casifer, Casbriel, Calthazar, Casdiriel though I hate Megstiel, it makes no sense to me," she says and Gabriel frowns at the names.
"What?" he asks.
"Shipper names are a fusion of their names. You know, like KirkxSpock is Spirk," she says and he nods.
"Alright, so Dean with… wait, Debriel is Dean with me, isn't it?" he asks and she giggles.
"Yes, I think you two are just two peas in the pod and could easily be more then friends," she says.
"Alright, so basically Dean with many of my brethren, and Castiel. No Sam? No Damcest?" he asks and gets an eye roll.
"Its Wincest where I come from, cause it's Winchester with out the her, and I don't like it. I mean, Sam and Dean make great brothers, but I don't understand why people want them together, because they always make one far to submissive. It's the same reason I don't like Sabriel, or you with Sam, because you're a lot like Dean… and the actor who played you in my world was shorter and I can't see you taking it from Sam," she says and he smirks.
"So what other pairings do you support me in?" he asks and she shifts uncomfortably, but decides to plow on.
"Well, I like you with Cas and Dean at the same time, you and Baldur, Balthazar, and double stuffed with Michael and Lucifer," she says and gets the joy of watching the archangel choke on a chocolate cake pop.
"What!?" he sputters out.
"I didn't stutter and you're the one who brought on this line of conversation," she defends as he recovers and smirks.
"So not only do you read fan fiction, you read smut," he says and is rewarded with another blush.
"Shut up," she says and he laughs.
The two keep watching and getting to know each other for a few hours before they agree it's time to let the boys out.
"You two have been sitting there, eating, this entire time?" Sam asks, his patented bitch face on when he sees the two. They were sitting next to each other so that they're nearly touching, a table full of sweets in front of them, half demolished, and the archangel's arms over the back of the sofa, one right behind Largo's shoulders. The red head tries to sink further into the couch at the glares she's getting from the Winchesters.
"Yep, Largo here's convinced me to help you chuckleheads out but, there was no way I was going to waste all the effort I put into this," Gabriel says, taking all the blame since there was little the two could do to him as Dean's eyes slide over the archangel to look at the ginger.
"You're the one who put us in that swimming competition," he says, hands going to his hips as the only girl goes bright red, looking at her lap.
"Yeah," she concedes after a minute, not looking at them, since Dean knew all her tells since he had been teaching her how to gamble.
"Hey, can't blame the girl, it was a nice view," the archangel says with a leer as his eyes travel over Dean, who scowls and crosses his arms over his chest.
"Don't objectify me," he says and the leer turns into a mischievous grin as Gabriel snaps his fingers. On the screen is now a close up of Dean's ass in a speedo and the angel hands his partner in crime a pair of Blues brother's glasses. The two had chatted a lot as they had watched the Winchesters and the angel of Thursday struggle. The red head giggles as she puts them on and bites her bottom lip. The action is mimicked by the archangel as they both make fists and gaze at the screen. Sam covers his mouth with one hand, trying to cover his amusement since he recognizes what the two are doing, while Cas's head tips to the side and Dean goes red.
"Stop ogling my ass!" he says before the two break down into giggles.
"But it's such a nice ass, Deano," Gabriel says, leer back in full force. Castiel frowns, not liking that look and not liking how close the archangel is to Largo though he knows he should be thrilled that his brother has joined their cause. He moves so he is sitting on Largo's other side, not so subtly glaring at the archangel, who raises an eyebrow at him in amusement.
"You keep strange company, Largo. First a spider that is really a Trickster, and now a Trickster that is really an Archangel, along with your witch friend," the angel says, wanting the ginger's attention and gets a smile that makes his stomach feel strange and he was almost uncomfortably warm this close to her.
"I attract weird company, I blame it on Dean and Sam," she says as the angel looks her over, making sure she is alright and ignores the knowing look he was getting from the archangel.
"So what now?" Dean asks, ignoring the increasingly common sight of the angel of Thursday trying to hog all the redhead's attention and the ginger looks between the four of them when she realizes all eyes are on her.
"Er, go on with our lives? I dunno. I should probably get back. I don't know how Bobby survived on his own besides the fact that he's to stubborn to die," she says and Dean snorts while Sam rolls his eyes.
"I have a better idea. Why don't we go celebrate me joining you chuckleheads at a nice restaurant and we can talk about future plans there," Gabriel suggests.
"If your buying. Otherwise, lets get take out and go back to the motel room," Dean counters and Largo perks up.
"Lets get pizza!" she says before turning to Cas, who was still sitting close enough that she could feel him with out looking. "Have you tried pizza yet?" she asks and the lower ranked angel shakes his head.
"I have not," he says, wanting to do so now because she seemed so happy with the idea.
"It's great," she says before looking at the other three for agreement.
"Pizza it is," Dean says, since it had been awhile.
The five don't talk about anything important after agreeing that the archangel would help the Garrison ranked angel with hunting down the remaining horsemen. Instead, they talk about previous hunts and tell stories, Gabriel especially enthralls them with his tales as a pagan, and what the three humans don't notice is the angels touching their grace together, both having missed being in the company of their brethren.
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Largofan: Done with another chapter and I'd just like to explain one thing so I don't get reviews pointing it out. Over the few months Largo has been in the SPN world, when ever Castiel appears at the Singer house, he has her attention and Largo explains things to him with out being sarcastic. Castiel doesn't have the best grasp on sarcasm so a lot of times it probably comes off as us humans being rude, which is why he's a bit selfish when it comes to Largo's attention and why he might be slightly out of character when he does his best to get it focused back on him.
Also, there'll be at least one Glass Shards before the next chapter.
