Complete fluff/crap chapter. Just a little something I was toying with – a little light heartedness before the last few chapters which will be depressing and dark. I like Gabriel's character so wanted to bring him into the story as both angel and Trickster without getting things more complicated = this fluff. Achill Island is in Ireland and absolutely gorgeous! Shirtless Winchesters just for a nice reprieve before things get angsty, hurt, and downright nasty for everyone. First up Abigail, second Sam. Then this whole plot bunny goes away and it gets wild west for the boys.


Abigail woke up on her favorite beach on Achill Island. Beside her was Dimitri, fully restored. This was a good dream, but then Dimitri spoke.

"I'm not him you know. Just an angel impersonating him in your dream."

"Dean's right, you're all assholes."

"Hey! I'm not an asshole, I'm Gabriel."

"Well Gabriel go blow your trumpet somewhere else and let me have my dream back."

"It's not a dream," he said forcefully. Humans were so clueless all the time. "It's a glimpse of the future, courtesy of me."

"And why do you feel it necessary to show me courtesy?"

"Because, with a little hard work this is going to be how it goes. I know," he had seen the look of mistrust in her eyes. "You and the Winchester kids always fight against destiny. And up until my showdown with my brother I would have thought that destiny couldn't be avoided. But I was wrong. And not all Heavenly mandates blow big hairy donkey balls."

He had reverted to his Trickster form once again and the proper angel was nowhere to be witnessed. "But this Abigail Colt, this is your life!" He said with classic Trickster showmanship and turned her head to watch the scene on the beach.

Allan was there with Sarah Blake! What the hell? Allan and Sarah? They barely said two civil words to each other in the last four years. Nessa was playing in the water with Ben. That made Abigail feel good to know that IF this was the future that those two were still friends. Nessa looked like a young teen so Abby thought it was about five years into the future. She saw herself and Lisa swimming near the kids. Keeping a careful eye over everyone in the water was Dean and Sam, letting the sun's rays warm their tanned, toned, and shirtless bodies.

"So we're all still together. That's cute Gabriel but why are you showing me this?"

"Because you're all STILL together. Alive, safe, happy, TOGETHER. Can I stress that word enough?"

"Ok, so we're together."

"It's going to take hard work to keep it together but if you manage it then the Colts and Winchesters are finally going to be happy. Of course evil will still be arms length away but you'll all fight it one big happy family."

"Hard work?"

"Yeah, Heavenly mandates can be a bitch! You've got Cupids on your ass big time and if they get you and Sam things are going to be screwed up again. Nothing will change."

"So Heaven mandates something and it's fucked up?"

"God speaks it but the angels interpret it their own way. Cupids are nasty little bitches. Oh, those naked out of shape bodies – just despicable! So screw Heaven's mandate ok. Let things work themselves out between you and Sam naturally. God wants it, you all need it, but angels are assholes."

"So how do we avoid the Cupids?"

He recited something in Enochian as he put his hand over her heart.

"Gabriel? I appreciate the protection spell but do you really have to grope my boobs?"

"You take the fun out of Enochian sigils, you know that." He said sarcastically. "There, protected against Cupids."

"Why are you doing this?"

"Because silly I'm the Colts newly appointed guardian angel." His Trickster mannerisms were coming to the surface but the archangel won out.

"Because the Winchesters taught me a valuable lesson that allowed for my redemption with my family." He said in a serious tone. "I owe those knuckleheads."

He still had her head focused on the scene before them.

"Hands angel," she said as his hands began to roam!

"Sorry," he said with a grin. He was so going to find Kali.

They were now standing behind the Winchester brothers listening in on their conversation.

"You're in for it," Dean said to his brother as he took a swig of beer.

"I know," Sam shook his head and smiled. "Who would have thought?"

"Who indeed." They clinked their beers together. "To Sam."

"To Dean," Sam replied. "And to the many years of utter hell that we are about to embark upon with the women we love."

Dean laughed, "I mean you, yeah I could see it. Me? Never."

"But here you are. Our lives are crazy man, but this is a chance that Winchesters never have. I'm taking it by the horns and not letting go."

"No, here WE are. We deserve it."

Sam was glad Dean was finally allowing himself to have happiness, to see that if anyone deserved it it was Dean. It was a beautiful brotherly moment soon to be interrupted by screaming tweens chasing each other around with waterguns.


Sam wasn't aware of the Heavenly mandate, they had decided not to tell him. Well actually they had all deemed it not important enough to tell him since they had a reputation of telling angels to go fuck themselves. So he had no idea why suddenly Gabriel was in his dream.

The dream had started out on what he thought was a tropical beach, but there were sheep on the green hillside around the beach – odd. But at least Dean and his family were there with him. He wondered where he was since he knew Dean had trouble flying and couldn't come up with any ideas. The Colts were there too which made sense since him and Abby shared a bloodoath.

"Hello Sam," the archangel said behind him.

"Gabriel," Sam said quietly as he tuned to look at the angel. His eyes steeled at the newly ascended archangel still in Trickster form.

"So daddy got you out of the pit, reunited you with your brother. Congratulations! You screwed Heaven's first mandate. Now you've got one more to screw."

"What are you talking about?" Every fiber in him screamed no, no more mandates! Hadn't they given enough?

"What? No one told ya. God's decreed that Sam Winchester is to be happy and he's decided that for Sam to be happy he's going to have to have Abigail Colt in his life."

"What?" Sam wasn't believing what he was hearing. "Why?"

"Your union will break the curses on the families. Generations of Winchesters will be born free and happy."

"God has mandated me with Abby? That will make me happy?" What the hell he thought.

"No, dad simply said he wanted it and you needed it. Some angels took it to mean it was absolute. I've taken care of Abigail. Boy does she have a smoking body! You know Sam hitting that ass wouldn't be a bad thing." Yeah he really needed to find Kali and fast, he was going to explode!

"Point?" Gabriel in his Trickster guise was still annoying as hell.

"Point is you two have to take it slow. Cupids were trailing you but I've blocked them from her, Cas' sigils still work on you. Let it come naturally. That's the only way it will work. But," Gabriel smiled slyly. "I've got something to show you that the future won't be that bad, if you just put some effort into it."

Looking at the beach scene Sam noticed himself sitting beside Abigail. As she ran her hand over his chest, applying sunblock Sam could feel it where he stood beside Gabriel. It was a nice feeling, one he wasn't use too. He felt the kiss he initiated too.

Gabriel was just thrilled he was getting his point across. He had wasted enough time with these chuckleheads and now he painfully needed to see Kali.

"See if you let it happen naturally, take the bad, the frustrating, the good, and take it slow you'll find happiness. And your family will be free from the curse. It's going to take hard work and patience but Sam, it's so worth it."

Gabriel didn't know if he was talking to Sam anymore or to himself, giving himself advice on how to mend his relationship with Kali.


Coming up: The Remington showdown, the families learn the truth about what happened in the past, and the end.