Summary: When two fangirls happen upon Gabriel and Crowley, the angel and demon find themselves in a mad mess of love they can't get out of. Then again, do they really want to? Please R&R!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters. I only own Amelia Rivers. Emily Dane belongs to SniperKingSogeking0341.

A/N: Wow! We have come quite a way with this fic! The first drawing of Alice from my new Post!Apocalypse OC fic Alice is on my Deviantart profile. I desperately need a partner in crime who's good at colouring using photoshop or another digital art program!

Thanks for the support with this fic so far and I really hope you enjoy this chapter!

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Of Fangirls, Madness and Romance

Chapter Eleven

The group were exhausted after decorating the house, and all went to bed rather early. Crowley and Gabriel were now accustomed to sharing Emily and Amelia's rooms, so they would accompany the girls through the night.

Thankfully, Chuck was heating the house constantly, so Emily could happily sleep in her shorts and tank top and not worry about being cold. Gabriel was settled on the bed, eating candy as usual and watching her change her clothes. He'd seen her in nothing but her underwear, but he continued to respect her (Which he didn't often do for women) and turned away as she changed into her nightwear. He watched her brushing her hair and caught her gaze, watching her eyes glittering with adoration for him.

He needed to talk to Chuck the next day.

"Sweetie?" Emily began, Gabriel humming softly in response, "What's Christmas like in Heaven?"

Gabriel chuckled and pulled her closer to him, letting her rest against him.

"We actually don't celebrate anything upstairs." He said quietly, "It's pretty fucking dull if you ask me. The angels are too serious about it. Dad once had to stop a nativity performance by Raphael, Uriel, Zachariah and Balthazar because apparently Balthazar didn't make a convincing enough Mary."

Emily burst out laughing and buried her face in Gabriel's chest, feeling the Archangel pressing a gentle kiss to her hair as he ran his hand through it. Gabriel realised how happy he was, and he also realised that he wanted to do anything he could to keep him and Emily together for as long as he could. The hate plan was stupid. He'd been thinking about it all day, and he knew that it would never work. It would only cause pain.

He didn't want to cause her pain.

"Amelia?" Crowley asked as Amelia emerged from the bathroom in her tank top and pyjama pants, "Am I your first...well...boyfriend?"

"No." Amelia sighed sadly, "You're not my first. I've only ever had two boyfriends in my whole life. My first broke my heart."

Crowley felt anger burn up in his body at the thought of somebody breaking his Amelia's heart. She was probably just a teenager then, and whichever bastard did it was probably a typical teenage boy who thought with his dick instead of the brain he was born with.

"What happened?" Crowley asked, "It's not too hard to talk about, is it?"

"No, no..." Amelia laughed, "Um...He promised me so much. He told me that I was beautiful, and he told me that I was smart and talented, and that I was kind and caring...He told me he'd wait for me to be ready for sex. He'd been ready since he was about fourteen. We were eighteen at the time. He..."

She paused and looked to her hands, frowning a little at the memories. She remembered being in his arms and how handsome he was, how strong he was. What a bastard he was.

"He started to ignore me...The compliments faded away, and I realised that I didn't want to be with him anymore." She whispered sadly, "So, I broke up with him and for two weeks after, I regretted it. Every day. And when we started to speak again, I found out that he was already dating another girl. And the more I thought of it, the more I began to miss him."

Crowley could already see the tears welling up in her eyes and he wished he'd never asked. It wasn't worth knowing to see her go through the pain of it all over again. He felt awful for asking.

"And I was having a party a few months later, and I was really hoping he'd come and find me to tell me he wanted me, and that he loved me because I loved him, and I know I did." She said, running a hand through her gorgeous auburn hair, "And...Y'know how we all hope for that When Harry Met Sally ending, like when he goes to that party and finds her to tell her he loves her?"

Crowley nodded and saw her look at him with the most pained expression he'd ever seen in his life. God, how it hurt to see her in that state.

"I wanted that so badly..." She whispered, the tears beginning their long trail down her pale cheeks, "But it never came."

Then she started to cry.

The first thing that Crowley did was take her into his arms and just cuddle her, because really, he didn't know what else to do. She sobbed her heart out against him and it made something twist with sympathy inside him as she gripped onto him like her life depended on it.

"I'm so sorry..." She sobbed, "I'm so, so sorry."

"No, don't be sorry." Crowley whispered, keeping her close to his body, "Don't be sorry, darling, it's okay. It's all okay."

While Emily and Amelia began to plan the Christmas dinner, which Chuck had agreed to just make appear on the table on Christmas Day, Gabriel took his father to one side and found himself unable to ask what he needed to.

"I...um..." He muttered, moving further away from the girls, "Is there a way for Emily and me to stay together...? If we fall in love, and she lives out her mortal life, is there anyway to keep her with me forever?"

"A simple binding will do, Gabriel." Chuck laughed, "It's like an angelic wedding. Crowley and Amelia will be able to do the same."

He placed a warm hand on Gabriel's shoulder and squeezed gently.

"I know you've been worrying, my boy." He said softly, "But you only had to ask."

"Thank you, Father." Gabriel said with a big grin, hugging Chuck tightly before heading away with a lollipop and a spring in his step.

Chuck laughed and shook his head, going to help Bobby and Dean with the outdoor Christmas lights.

"So, are we serving cookies, cake and Christmas pudding as dessert?" Amelia asked, pulling on the sleeves of her dark pink sweater, "I just want everyone to have the variety and for the angels to be able to try new things."

"Sure," Emily replied, "Um...for the starter, what do you think to melon slices with cocktail sticks in them that have orange and glacier cherries on them?"

Amelia grinned at the familiarity of the starter and nodded her head.

"They'll love it."

Both looked up as they were joined by their partners, the two couples sharing tender kisses as they continued to plan the meal.

-TBC-

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