"You want me as back up?"

Gabriel's question is spoken quickly. I decide I'd rather have at least one person with me if there really are demons in this church. I load up with weapons and holy water before scoping the front entrance out. "I'm not getting too much of a demon vibe here. Dean-o could have been yanking your chain." Gabriel is on my heels as we walk up the front steps.

"Dean wouldn't lie about family being in trouble," the front door swings open and the entrance hall is the same as I remember. We walk through, Gabriel looks closely at the few pictures that hang on the walls. All paintings of biblical scenes. He eyes a particular one and nods his head at it.

I squint at the painting title. Gabriel Speaks to Mary. My brows furrow at him before stopping at the sanctuary doors.

Gabriel is behind me in a more casual fashion. My eyes scan the room and it looks empty. Shuffling from a back room is heard and we make our way towards it. There's soft mumbles and a cry. I twist the knob of the door to find it won't open, my foot comes into contact with the old door and it quickly jars open in a fast manor.

"Olive?" My parent's nickname for me rings.

"Olive." Gabriel is quick to mumble the nickname under his breath.

I tuck my gun into the back of my jeans. My eyes dart around the room, before landing on my shocked and confused parents and a very distressed stranger they're praying over. "Everything looks…extremely normal here…"

I back up slightly and hit Gabriel's chest. My eyes close in annoyance and I let out a sharp breath. "Why are you still here?" It's a whispered sentence towards him only.

"I'm back up, remember?"

Mom stands from her seat and before I can protest her arms are wrapped around me tightly. "You could have called." She then smacks my side with a bible she takes from Dad's hands.

"A ring would have been nice," Dad chimes and takes the bible from Mom's hands.

"I told them you would come," the voice comes from the other side of the sanctuary. My face flattens.

"Jonah." My tone is mixed and upon hearing the name Gabriel makes an O shape with his mouth, he quickly understand what's going on.

"And the renegade brought a friend." Jonah's jab at me causes my chest to rise.

"I've been upgraded to a friend," Gabriel cracks the joke to me only but stops there upon seeing my very annoyed expression.

"Oh!" The surprised voice comes from the stranger my parents were praying with. He's short and dumpy, he points a finger at me before speaking to Jonah, "She's the renegade sister?"

"Never mind the fact I have no idea who you are," I brush aside the stranger, "but I'm called the renegade?"

There's a slight pause before disorder ensues.

"Olive, it's not a something we call you-" Mom gestures towards her and Dad.

"-never," Dad shakes his head.

"Come on, it's definitely a nickname. Right, Jonah?" The stranger looks to my brother for back up. Jonah shrugs his shoulders.

"What else would I call someone that left the family in time of trouble, Jay?"

I roll my eyes before looking back at Jonah. "Oh, come on!"

"Yikes." Gabriel mumbles under his breath and the disorders stops long enough to be civil.

"I didn't catch your name, I'm Jonah." He smooths out his shirt before reaching to shake hands.

"The names Gabriel."

Gabriel's voice is softer than normal. It causes my mind to think back to when he first told me his name. It's a moment where a layer of mystery is lifted from Gabriel. A moment I've come to find is rare. Jonah's expression softens. He studies Gabriel for a moment and then looks at me. My brows pull together. What's his damage?

"Pleasure to meet you, truly."

"Tch," I roll my eyes and put my weight on one leg, "You're the same."

"As are you," Jonah quips back.

My chest rises and I step towards him when Gabriel steps between us. "Whoa! Sibling raillery, never gets old," an expression crosses his face that I can't quite describe.

"Dean told me there was some trouble here. But there's not. So we're leaving," I grab Gabriel's sleeve and walk towards the exit when Mom's voice calls out.

"Renegade out," the stranger whose name is apparently Jay suddenly speaks.

"She's not leaving," Jonah speaks this quickly and it tells me he's seen this happen. It only makes me walk faster to the exit.

Mom calls out, "When was the last time you had an actual home cook meal?" I pause. "I have pies at home to put in the oven, too. It's Sunday dinner."

"Pie?" Gabriel chimes in suddenly and I cut him a look.

"Olive, come on, you're already here." Dad swings an arm around Mom and my heart melts at their faces. I crack. Gabriel see's that. "And there are some," Dad's face is twisted slightly, "some things to catch you up on." He laughs in an attempt to not sound so down, "You've been gone for a while."

"Okay, okay. I'll stay, just for dinner."

"And breakfast." Mom chimes in and Jonah nods. I want to say no just for the joy of him not being right about something. My parents loving eyes on my form make me feel like I owe them this visit at least.

I sigh, "And…breakfast."

"Is your friend staying, too? He's welcome of course." Mom's sweet tone causes Gabriel to smile.

"I'd love to."

I deadpan before slowly turning my head to look at Gabriel. He stares, content in this family situation of mine. Jonah keeps his eyes on Gabriel. Dad takes in the moment of his children being in the same room again while Mom studies my face. I can't even match her gaze. I feel out of place in the town that used to be home.

"It was nice meeting you, Renegade!" Jay's voice is the final note to send me out the door.

The night air is cool against my heated cheeks. Gabriel whistles as we walk towards my Jeep.

"They don't seem so bad."

My eyes widen and meet his gaze, a sarcastic laugh explodes from my mouth.

"Oh, you do not know my family." I jab a finger into his chest every few words and he winces as if it actually hurt.

"Okay!" He catches my hand in his and pulls his brows upward. We're close as this silence is shared for a moment. "I'm sure your family is allll bite. Just like you-" I scoff and pull my hand from his, he leers at me before getting into the jeep.

/

The air is frigid as we walk up the front steps of my old home. I feel slightly betrayed by Dean, the more I think about it the more upset I become. I have a missed call from Sam but I decide to call back when I'm in a better mood.

Gabriel clicks his tongue, "I'd hate to say I told you so, but-"

"Shut it."

My hand goes to open the door but I pause. I don't know if I should knock, ring the doorbell, or try to see if I still have a house key on me. It's an alienating feeling and Gabriel see's that.

He knocks for me and there's a spark of kindness in the night air.

There's a muffled "It's open!" and I finally lift my hand to open the door. Warm air hits us instantly.

My face twists slightly at seeing Jonah already at the table. He stands upon seeing us and tells us to sit and the already set table. His eyes scan over me briefly before he focuses on Gabriel.

We sit in quietness.

Jonah looks truly at home in his chair, like he's on a thrown. I shift in my seat slightly, trying to remember how to sit properly at dinner.

Gabriel keeps his gaze on me mostly, but he occasionally lets his eyes bounce from me to Jonah. He looks somewhat tense, like a past boyfriend coming over for Sunday dinner to meet my parents.

My face flattens at comparing him to a past lover.

"So, Olive," Dad's nickname isn't letting up as he shouts from the kitchen, "where'd you and Gabriel meet?" He and Mom appear with food to place on the table and await an answer.

It's an honest question. A question that will help them feel out what all Gabriel knows about the supernatural.

Gabriel opens his mouth before I can, "We were both working the same case, sir. Practically helped save her life."

My brows instantly furrow and my nose scrunches, "No you didn't. I was fine. " Yeah I was trying to kill him while he was killing other people.

"Nearly getting killed sounds like Olivia," Jonah smiles as if it's actually funny.

Dad interjects, "Gabriel, I'm Daniel, or Dan. Either works."

"Ah," Mom eyes Gabriel and me, "so another hunter. Small world." Jonah shifts in his seat, he appears uncomfortable. "I'm Evelynn, by the way."

"The hunter life seems to be treating you decently," Jonah lifts his glass of water to his mouth.

Dad cuts him a sharp look while I cock a brow and make eye contact with Gabriel. A way to tell him: I told you so. Not five minutes into dinner and the Knight family begins to unravel slowly. It makes me wonder how long Dad and Jonah have being playing nice.

"Let's pray," Mom bows her head, Dad and Jonah follow suit. As the prayer is spoken, I look at Gabriel. His eyes open as he looks at me. He motions towards Jonah and mouths why does he keep staring at me?

I shrug and make a face before mouthing back why do you keep staring at me?

"Amen." Everyone speaks in unison, with Gabriel and me only being slightly behind. Everyone begins placing food onto their plates and I just hope this will be over soon.

"We were beginning to think we wouldn't see much of you again," Mom's tone is judging but still filled with love nonetheless. "I'll have to call Dean and thank him for sending you and Gabriel this way-"

I cough and quickly swallow the food in my mouth, "Um, could we not call Dean or Sam about this? They're not too fond of…Gabriel." Yeah, because they think he's dead.

Gabriel chuckles, "You know how they are, not very trusting of many hunters."

There's a distinctive pause before Dad clears his throat, "Well, any hunter that helps our Olive out is okay in my book."

I ease into my chair after dogging that bullet. Gabriel kicks my foot in a sign of thanks I'm guessing.

Polite conversation continues. We never once bring up the fact I somehow got the nickname Renegade, nor do we speak of the war between Dad and Jonah two years back. My parents laugh at a joke Gabriel tells when the sound of silver wear clanking against a plate silences us.

"How much longer are we going to pretend like she hasn't been gone for two years?"

"Ah," I toss my napkin on my plate, "there it is."

"You left the family, you left town-"

"I left because I was tired of watching my Dad and brother tear each other apart."

"Jonah-" Mom attempts to interrupt but he laughs in disbelief.

"She practically went off the grid! I had to call Dean and get him to convince her to even show up." Jonah's statement makes my eyes snap towards him. Even our parents look at him questionably.

"You're the reason Dean called her?" Our father's tone is harsh and his eyes never let off of Jonah.

"I knew she was coming here, I knew I would call Dean and he'd say whatever to get her here."

"This is what you can't do, Jonah, twisting everything around. If your messages are true let them happen on their own." Dad's voice is low and this is the father verses brother I remember. The two arguing, Mom nodding in agreement with Dad, Jonah looking to me as if I'll understand his side, and Dad expecting me to be on his.

"Dean lied." My voice is soft and I say it out loud mainly for myself. Was I retrieved for a bounty? Is that why my brother called Dean? Gabriel's eyes are on me and his hand twitches as if he was going to reach out and comfort me. His hand touches my tight under the table suddenly and it's a pure act. I blink rapidly before clearing my throat to speak. "Call me a renegade, frankly I don't care." My expression is sour when I stand from my seat, "But I'm not going to stand between my father and brother again just to be pulled back and forth. I just want whatever this is to be over."

"Olivia," Jonah stands as well, "there are things that you need to know about."

"You can call Dean, have him relay the news back to me. Gabriel, I'll show you here the guest room is." I ignored Jonah's statement and Gabriel quickly stands to follow me up the staircase.


Authors Note: Whoa. Remember how I said I'd update over the weekend. What a big fat lie. I hit a block in writing this as well as my assignments and just had to take a breather for a few days. In honor of you guys being so stellar, I'm going to make sure the next chapter or the one after is dedicated to some wonderful valentines day goodness.

- Simply-Colleen