Dean's Babysitting Hell - Chapter 11
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Chapter 11: The Adventures of Sabriel, Part 2
"Having fun?" Gabriel asked. The angel and the human moose now sat in the back of a public bus. They were about twenty miles away from the candy store, and even farther from the bunker. Gabriel, having studied the maps of the bus routes, knew that this particular bus should take them out west somewhere, Colorado if he remembered correctly. The archangel was still getting used to the agonizingly slow pace of public transportation, but he knew that Sam greatly preferred this method of travel.
Sam sat in the archangel's lap, looking outside at the flashing landscape. He nodded good-naturedly in response to Gabriel's question. "Yeah, this is . . . surpwisingly fun. But Dean is gonna kill us."
"Not if he can't find us," Gabriel replied. Even though he had deliberately left a sloppy trail behind for Dean to sniff, he didn't really want Dean and Cas to catch up just yet. He wasn't ready to stop goofing off and having fun with Sam yet.
Sam shook his head. "Oh, he'll find us," he assured. "Have you paid any attention to how my bwother is?"
Gabriel kissed the top of Sam's head. "You worry too much, Samsquatch."
The hunter let out a small giggle when the archangel's lips brushed his skin. He hadn't felt that in a long time – the "tingly" feeling in his gut that made him smile. He hadn't realized how much he had missed his angel.
Gabriel sensed Sam's rush of happiness and glanced down at him. "What?" he prompted. When Sam didn't reply, Gabriel got a devious smirk on his face. "Did you like that, Sam?"
Sam nodded, almost sheepishly. Gabriel's smirk intensified, and he began to pepper his beloved human with sloppy kisses. Giggling and squirming uncontrollably, Sam playfully tried to swat Gabriel's advances away. "What?" Gabriel purred, his voice also on the edge of a laugh. "C'mon, Samsquatch! Let me love you!"
Then, Gabriel began to tickle Sam's sides and underarms. The little Sam could hardly take it, and was now squealing with laughter. Despite the fact that the pair was earning bizarre glances from the other passengers, Gabriel determined that this little vacation was one of – if not the – best ideas he's ever had.
The bus stopped in Pueblo, Colorado. This particular part of Colorado was in fact new to Gabriel. In all his years on Earth, it was actually astonishing how many places Gabriel hadn't been. Of course, he'd been anywhere interesting, important, fun, historic, etc. but he tended to glance over some of the smaller, less notable things. And this city happened to be one of them.
The bus driver said that they were taking an hour-long break for lunch and then the ride to Denver would resume. Gabriel carried Sam off the bus and the two of them began to explore the city. It was during their exploration that they came across a park. Gabriel didn't bother to learn the name of it, but what really caught his eye was the grand fountain erected in the center. Without consulting Sam, Gabriel took them over to the fountain and set his human companion down on a bench just across from it.
"Gabwiel, what are we doing?" Sam asked bad-temperedly. "I was twying to wead the sign owerthere."
The archangel smirked and pulled his shirt over his head. "We, Sammy, are going skinny dipping."
Sam just stared at Gabriel in a stunned silence. When Sam did not immediately respond, Gabriel continued to strip, tugging down his shorts and underwear. Sam sat on the bench and stared. He couldn't even formulate words anymore. All he could think was: Gabe, what the fuck are you doing?
"C'mon, Sammy," Gabriel said, going over to the little human. "I'll help you."
Sam began to fight against him, trying to swat away Gabriel's hands. "Stop! We awre in public, Gabwiel!"
"Oh come on," Gabriel groaned. "It's not like I haven't seen you naked before. Once we get in the water, no one will see you."
"Bull," Sam grumbled, glowering fiercely at the archangel. "I am not getting naked and going swimming with you."
Gabriel rolled his eyes. This was not going as planned. "Sammy, when have I ever led you wrong?"
Sam's bitch-face intensified. "Tuesday? Remember that?" he growled.
The archangel winced. Why did Sam have to bring that up?
"And then thewre was TV Land. You gave me HEWRPES!" Sam shouted. "So, yeah, I'd say you've led me wrong a few times!"
"The Herpes thing was a joke, and I got rid of it at the end," Gabriel defended.
"Everything is a joke to you, Gabweil," Sam snapped. "And not everything is funny."
Gabriel straightened up then, his face suddenly becoming very serious. "Sam . . . c'mon . . . dont' be like that. We were having fun until you had to go and remind yourself of the past."
Sam continued to glare. "If you want to skinny dip, go ahead. I won't be joining you."
Gabriel frowned. He sat down on the bench next to his human and took Sam's very tiny hand in his. "I don't want to. It's no fun without my little moose."
Sam didn't say anything at first. He noticed that a few people were staring at the still very naked Gabriel. A smile was beginning to tug at his lips. You can't take the trick out of the trickster . . . even if the trickster turns out to be an archangel, he thought. Then, he began to feel bad. He shouldn't have been so hard on his angel – after all, Gabriel was just trying to have a good time and make Sam happy.
With a new resolve, Sam began to strip. He pulled his shirt over his head, and then tried to tug down his shorts. Gabriel watched him with a tiny smirk and assisted Sam as he stripped down to his birthday suit. Once their clothes were deposited on the ground near the bench, the archangel climbed into the fountain, carrying Sam in his arms. Sam could feel the appalled and disgusted eyes of the spectators on him, and had to smile. He heard the whispers too.
"Where are their parents?"
"This is unacceptable."
"If those were my children . . ."
While Gabriel splashed and pranced around in the chilly fountain water, someone in the crowd must have called a cop. About ten minutes after they began their leisurely swim – and Sam had been dunked under the water twice by a mischievous Gabriel – a police officer showed up. Gabriel and Sam had a good time laughing at him as he tried – unsuccessfully, I might add – to apprehend the two children. Evading the cop was all too easy for Gabriel; every time he got too close, the angel would just dance out of reach.
Gabriel made sure to note that Sam hadn't stopped giggling since they'd gotten in the fountain. He plays hard to get, and is too stubborn to admit it, but I have great ideas, he thought with a satisfied grin.
It wasn't long after this thought crossed his mind that the cop began to get rather pissed. Gabriel didn't know how long the cop had participated in the bizarre dance they'd created, but he was now fed up with it. As he began to climb into the fountain after them, Gabriel slowed to a halt. "Well, Sammy," he said, unable to keep the joy out of his voice. "Looks like it's time to go." Gabriel snapped his fingers, and their scenery changed. Their clothes returned to their bodies, they were completely dry, and they were out of the fountain but . . . something was wrong.
Gabriel had meant to send them to Los Angeles so they could spy on two actors named Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles . . . but they weren't in Hollywood. Wherever they were, it was dark, and it smelled damp and musty. Sam was completely in the dark (in more ways than one) but Gabriel could faintly make out their surroundings, and judging by the size, shape, and openness of the room they were in, he determined that they were in some kind of warehouse.
Sam looked around in confusion, his little nose wrinkling at the smell. "Gabe . . . why'd you take us hewre?"
Gabriel stiffened. Something was very wrong, but he had no idea what. He snapped his fingers again, trying to teleport out, but he couldn't. His powers seemed to be useless here. Whatever this place was, it was warded against him.
"Sam . . ." he began, but was cut off by another, familiar voice.
"Well, well, well," the slick, silvery voice chuckled. Adrenaline began to pulse through Gabriel's vessel - an act that signified fear. His vessel was frightened – it was getting ready to either fight or flee. Gabriel felt nervous – he felt his stomach clench with fear's icy grip. He knew that voice better than anyone.
He turned in the direction of the voice, and saw a dark, shadowy figure standing there, watching him. "Lucifer," Gabriel greeted. His voice was dark, biting, and unforgiving. He held Sam closer to him. He loved his brother, but he would never forgive what he did. Rebelling and corrupting humanity – Gabriel might have gotten over that one, but trying to kill him, and driving Sam almost to the point of madness . . . That he could never forgive.
"What are you doing back on earth, brother?" Gabriel inquired. "I thought you were locked in the cage, keeping Michael all warm and toasty?"
"He was," a new, deeper voice replied. Gabriel gulped, now truly afraid. Another dark figure stepped up beside Lucifer. As Gabriel's eyes adjusted to the light, he could make out their appearances –Lucifer had returned to his original vessel – Nick – and Michael was back in Adam Milligan, Sam's younger half-brother. But there was no mistaking it. It was his big brothers; Gabriel could see their magnificent true forms. Michael and Lucifer. In the flesh. And for once, they weren't clawing at each other's throats. That was a new one.
"Oh . . . hey guys," Gabriel said with a nervous laugh. Why were they here? Did they seek revenge? Were they really still pissed off about the apocalypse thing? Or maybe it was about him skipping out on Heaven?
Lucifer narrowed his eyes and watched his little brother closely, studying him. "Gabriel . . . what on earth happened to your vessel? I thought we all agreed that taking children for vessels was useless – it's not like they're good for much . . . and . . . Is that . . . ? Sam? Sam Winchester?"
Sam winced at the sound of his name and squirmed closer to Gabriel. He didn't say a word. Gabriel could feel his tiny body shaking. Was he having flashbacks? Flashbacks from his time in the cage? Flashbacks from the time Lucifer had possessed him?
"You leave him alone, Lucifer," Gabriel growled. "I swear if you try to do anything to Sam, I'll—"
"Put your angel blade away, brother," Lucifer tried to soothe. "I was just confused. Why are you and Sam . . . human children?"
"Ask Crowley," Gabriel snapped back. "He's one of yours, after all."
Lucifer rolled his eyes. "Gabriel, you wound me. Not all demons belong to me, you know. Demons have evolved to be free creatures – independent . . . Angels never were like that – they always wanted orders . . . they wanted Father back. Well, we are going to change the angels, Gabriel. You, Michael and I – hell, even Castiel – we know independence now. We know freedom, and we can use it to help all the angels. We can give them a better life."
Gabriel just stared at his older brother. He . . . can't be serious. "And you?" he asked, looking at Michael. "You're okay with this?"
Michael's face was stony – emotionless. "I learned a lot in the cage, Gabriel. I learned . . . that Father left because he wanted to. Not because you or Lucifer drove him away. Father . . . gave up on us because we were not the creatures we wanted him to be. But if we work together again – if we create a new, better Heaven . . . Father might come back. But first, you need to come back, Gabriel. You have to help us."
The younger angel stood there, his grip on Sam tightening, as if he feared that Sam would disappear if he didn't hold on tight enough. "No. I am not going back to Heaven."
"Gabriel, the angels are in turmoil. After Raphael was killed, Castiel appointed himself God, and then . . . Naomi and . . . then what Metatron did to our brethren . . . We have to go back – rebuild Heaven. But we cannot do it alone. We need you too, Gabriel. It's time to go home – you aren't a child anymore. You need to take responsibility," Michael said.
Lucifer nodded in agreement. "It's time to grow up, brother. Accept who you are – be the angel Father wanted you to be."
"No," Gabriel said again. "Michael . . . you're the one who always says that Father has a plan - that we're on a set path . . . Well, this is my path. This is what I want – to be with Sam, Dean, and Castiel. I want to live on earth with the people I love."
Lucifer's face softened slightly, and he got a pitiful look in his eyes. "Do you not love us, brother?" he queried. "Do you know want to be with us?"
Gabriel looked distressed. His eyes drifted down to Sam, and he immediately loosened up. Sam hadn't spoken; he didn't need to. Gabriel saw that unconditional and undying love in the hunter's eyes. Sam would love and support him no matter what. "Michael . . . Lucifer . . . I love you - I do. You're my older brothers . . . You two practically raised me, and . . . I will never, ever forget that. But, I love Sam Winchester, and I love Dean and Cas as my brothers . . . I won't leave my new family for anything . . . I'm sorry, but this is my decision."
Lucifer exchanged a look with Michael, and for a moment – just a moment – Gabriel thought that he'd won. He'd convinced them . . . Then Michael started talking. "I am sorry too, Gabriel," he murmured. At least he sounded genuinely remorseful. "But you must come with us."
"Brother, perhaps we should—"
"No, Lucifer!" Michael snapped. "You know that we need Gabriel to do this. There is no room for discussion."
Lucifer's eyes narrowed dangerously; Gabriel had seen that look before – he'd seen it all too often pre-fall. That was the look Lucifer gave Michael when he was pissed, when he was beginning to get tired of his older brother's massive ego. Before the younger angel could even make a remark, Michael snapped his fingers, and they were gone.
All of them.
Except one.
Little Sammy remained, looking around in confusion. "Gabwiel?" he called, even though he knew it was futile. His angel was long gone . . . Those dicks – Michael and Lucifer . . . they had taken his Gabriel away. And now, utterly alone without any means of contacting Dean or Cas, Sam sat there on the warehouse floor and cried.
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