Burn Marks

Gadreel looked up at Metatron. "What's our next mission?"

"Well, my dear Gadreel," he took his glasses off. "Our mission is to try to get every angel on my side again. Everyone seems to think ASS-tiel is a better leader. So, we are going to the bowling ally to see our dear angel friend."

Gadreel nodded. "You think this will work?"

"Of course it will. I'm writing the story." Metatron snickered.

Gadreel transported them to one of the town's bowling ally. The two watched the slightly bald man throw the ball down the runway horribly but somehow made a perfect strike.

"Let me do the talking." Metatron whispered.

Gadreel nodded. "Okay."

"Friend!" Metatron walked towards him with Gadreel following behind him.

The angel shook his head. "Metatron, how...nice to see you."

"Let's cut the chase. How's about you join our team.. Together we can overcome Castiel, the loser."

The angel laughed. "Yea, right!"

Gadreel crouched down to Metatron's ear. "Do you want me to talk?"

"Hush!" Metatron silenced him.

"Hey, I'll make you a deal. If you win, I'll join your team. If not, don't bug me anymore."

Metatron clapped. "It's a deal."

1 HOUR LATER

"Better luck next time!" The angel laughed and pointed at him.

"Well...that worked out well." Gadreel smirked, trying not to laugh.

Metatron grunted in disappointment. "Moving on.." He said through his teeth.

"Hey Metatron!" A man yelled. "This is for Castiel!" He ripped his shirt open and showed the bloody symbol on his belly.

Gadreel covered Metatron from the explosion; hurting himself in the process.

/

Sam, Dean, and Spencer were the first people on the sight hours after it occurred.

"Then the guy stabbed himself and a ray of light expelled, killing everyone around him." The policeman explained. "This is the second strange light in this town."

"Any outside witnesses?" Sam asked.

"Yea, a homeless man said two people escaped. A short, fat man and a tall, blonde who had wicked burn marks."

Spencer bit her nails. "It was Gadreel who was hurt." She thought. "What have I done? He's not him anymore. Defending Metatron and burning himself? That's what he did with me. Unlike the burns, it must have hurt like hell in the inside..."

Dean and Sam looked at Spencer.

Spencer looked back at the boys. "Uh, give us some time, officer." She told the man.

Sam and Dean took Spencer into another room.

"Gadreel and Metatron were here?" Dean asked.

Spencer nodded. "Sounds like them. Gadreel must've gotten burned pretty bad to protect Metatron. Remember the message he sent to Castiel to make the other angels desert him? Gadreel is hurt. Another angel committed suicide last night."

Sam sighed. "You need to tell that damn angel to stay away from us."

"Yea. The next time I see him, I'm going to beat the grace out of him." Dean added.

"Okay, fine!" Spencer sighed. 'I'll talk to him about all this. There's got to be an explanation for this. He's either on our side or not."

Sam nodded. "Good."

/

That night, Spencer sat on her bed and prayed to Gadreel. "Gadreel, please visit me. I need to know what happened."

Gadreel appeared behind Spencer. "I heard your prayer." He said, hiding his seemingly burned face.

Spencer slowly got up and gently guided his chin towards the moonlight. "Oh..." She sighed.

Half of his face was burned red, along with his entire back.

"Why would you do this?"

Gadreel looked away. "I protect the ones I care about."

Spencer chuckled. "Don't tell me that. You don't care about Metatron. You did this to hurt me, didn't you?"

Gadreel ignored her.

"Castiel lost every angel thanks to Metatron. You need to tell the other angels the truth."

"I cannot do that." He said harshly.

"Why?"

"Because if I betray him again, he will hurt you. I do not want that for you, Spencer."

"Please.." Spencer begged. "Take Castiel and go tell the others. Explain how Metatron took his grace."

"I cannot take him anywhere. I'm no longer talking to anyone."

Spencer sat him down on the bed with her. "Don't worry about the boys. They will understand. I'm the one you need to convince. Help us in this fight. Don't be the bad guy."

"I already am." He almost yelled. "I'm a monster, remember?"

Spencer's eyes watered. "I didn't meant some of the things I said. You're a brave angel and I know there's good in you somewhere. If you give us information, I'll make it up to you somehow."

Gadreel sighed. "I promised to stay by your said and I will. Just.."