I apologize for the wait! I wish to give a shout out to one of my followers LunaticFringe'sAngel-LA15 for her devotion and her intuition. So LFA, here you go. I think your bad feelings just came true.
~Noxy
Chapter 14: Entrapment
Gabriel rushed into the garage, throwing his bag into the back seat. Going over to the doors he quickly disarmed the alarm and opened both doors wide. He opened the front door and quickly put his key in the ignition and put his Beauty in neutral before he got out and started pushing. Gabriel had never been more thankful for his Pagan strength. He pushed his car all the way down the lane before he decided to risk getting in and starting it. He paused and turned to look back at the bunker with a forlorn look before getting in.
"Sorry Sam. Looks like our date is canceled. Maybe one of these days we'll cross paths again and you can forgive me for lying to you again." Gabriel said to the wind before he turned and got into his beloved car.
As soon as got in his Beauty he started the engine, he floored it, heading for the next state. He rubbed at his wrist as he drove, considering his options. Once he got there he could either go on the date and hope that Crowley was a demon of his word or he could go in there with fire balls blazing, since Loki was the God of Fire. Then there was his third and less optimal option; he could unleash his Grace and wipe Crowley from the face of every plain in existence. The problem with that was that if he unleashed his Grace then he would have a lot of explaining to do; not only to his brothers but to the Winchester brothers as well.
With a sigh he pushed his Beauty to go a little faster. This was his fault. Crowley had most likely found out about how they used to date. Even though they were no longer together he still felt responsible for her. Rubbing his wrist again Gabriel finally decided that he wouldn't use his Grace unless it turned into an absolute emergency. He didn't want to cause an incident so soon, especially since as far as the supernatural world was concerned, the Archangel Gabriel was dead.
Turning up his radio Gabriel began to make several different plans. He was dealing with a demon, and a smart one if what he found out was anything to go by. He had to make sure that he was prepared for anything. So when he pulled up to the abandoned sanatorium he couldn't help but find a bit of irony in it; the Archangel of Healing meeting a demon in a place that was meant for healing. If the demon only knew the truth.
Killing the engine Gabriel allowed his Beauty to coast into the abandoned lot. Coming to a stop he put his Beauty in park and got out, looking around the area to see if there was anything he could use to his advantage. Not seeing anything he turned and reached into his car and grabbed his bag. Pulling it out he walked around to the back and sat it on the trunk. Opening it he began pulling out a rolled up piece of brown leather that was tied with a white string.
A hand grabbed his shoulder and Gabriel spun, his silver dagger flashing. A hand grabbed his wrist and he spun again, grabbing his attacker's arm and flipping them over. He slammed the body into the ground and had his blade at their neck before he finally registered who he was looking at. Dean was smiling up at him with a shit eating grin despite the dagger pressed to his throat. Gabriel froze and slowly pulled back, letting the hunter go.
"What the fuck are you doing here Dean?" Gabriel asked. "How did you get here?!"
"I brought him." Michael said stepping into view. "I knew you were lying to me about what you said. I took the time to make sure that I knew what you were doing. Lucifer even made sure to counter the sleep spell you cast before you left."
"Bastard!" Gabriel hissed out, turning back to his bag to get more weapons.
"Gabriel the only reason we came was because we want to help you." Michael said.
"I don't need you or Dean to help me Michael. This is my fight." The blonde snapped.
"How about me then?" Lucifer said as he appeared with Adam. "Or Adam since you seem to like him so much."
"Go fuck yourself Lucifer." Gabriel said sliding several daggers into his left boot and throwing daggers in his right. "I've been alone long enough to know that I don't need, or want, your fucking help."
"Then would you accept mine?"
Gabriel froze at hearing the one voice that he didn't want to hear. Sam. "Go home Sam. All of you turn around and go back to the bunker. This is not your fight. It's mine. I'm sorry for dragging you into this."
"We were already involved." Dean said. "Crowley being involved makes it our business. He found out about you because of us. That makes it our problem too."
Gabriel sighed and finished arming himself. "Look I appreciate this, I really do but—"
"Where are your angel and archangel blades?" Lucifer asked suddenly. "Those are your best protection. Why aren't you using them?"
"I'm not using them because I don't have them on me. Why would a Pagan God have the weapons of an angel?" Gabriel said. "As Loki I fight with silver daggers and that is exactly how I plan to go into this fight."
"The let us fight beside you." Adam said. "Please. There is safety in numbers Gabriel. If we all go together you won't be outnumbered."
"Fine. Just don't get in my way." Gabriel said.
He closed his bag and turned to look at the building. He didn't like the look of the place. He could feel that there was magic in place but he couldn't tell what kind. It made him nervous. Walking towards the building he flared his Pagan magic, his hazel eyes turning green. Walking in they were met by three demons. The demons didn't attack them but instead began leading them down the hall. Gabriel glared but followed them until they reaching a large open space that looked like it had once been a cafeteria.
Crowley was standing there with a small table containing a bottle of booze. "I was wondering if you'd actually show. I was sure that you would have been late or a no show."
"Where's Kali?" Gabriel asked.
"She's safe. For the moment." The demon said with a smirk. "I was hoping that we might have a nice little talk before we have our date."
Michael, Lucifer, and Castiel let out audible growls that echoed in the large hall. Gabriel put out a hand and he was grateful that his brothers listened. They all backed down even if Michael still kept his blade at ready. Crowley eyed the First Born, sizing up the threat, but soon enough turned his attention back to the blonde.
"Last we spoke I was asking you about your family tree if you remember." The demon said, taking a drink. "Whisky? Came from my homeland."
"I remember and no thank you. I don't drink while doing business." Gabriel said tensely.
Dean, Sam, and Adam tensed and raised their guns, on alert much like their angel counterparts but, as with the angels, they backed down with a simple gesture from the small blonde. Crowley seemed tickled to see the kind of power Gabriel had over the group. He smiled and made a cheers to them before turning to refill his glass. Once done he fixed his attention again.
"So last time we spoke you said you didn't know much about your origin, just that an angel said where to find you. I thought that to be a bit odd so I went and did some digging into your past." Crowley said. "You really got around. You've left a trail of broken hearts in your wake in addition to your massive body count."
"Point?" Gabriel asked tensely.
"I just find it strange that for a Pagan God you seem to know quite a bit about angels. After asking around I finally found someone who was willing to talk to me before he died. Someone who was good friends with Mercury. Of course that same person knew Baldur, your brother. Turns out he heard and interesting rumor about you."
"A demon believing in hear-say?" Gabriel said with a snort. "That's new."
"Not hear-say if they talked to someone that's been there." The Scotsman said, making a tendril of fear slide up the Trickster's spine. "Seems like you were hiding something very important from your fellow Gods am I right?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about." Gabriel said, his whole body going tense and on edge.
"Oh really?" The demon asked taking a drink again. "Because I think you know exactly what I'm talking about. Don't you Gabriel?"
There was a flash and three screams as Michael, Lucifer, and Castiel were thrown from the building by a banishing sigil. Gabriel felt the blast hit him and it left him dazed and disoriented and unable to help with what happened next as he stumbled and tried to get his senses back. Three more demons appeared and they were able to quickly subdue the humans, quickly disarming, gagging, and tying them up before they were dragged over to the wall and chained there out of the way.
Crowley waited until Gabriel was steady before smiling and starting up their conversation again. "Now are you more willing to talk to me Gabriel?"
"He had better be." Kali said as she walked out into the open, her hand still bloody from activating the banishing sigil.
Gabriel looked up in shock. "Kali?! I don't understand!"
"It's it obvious Gabriel?" She snarled. "You lied to me! Everything you told me was a lie!"
"No it wasn't!" Gabriel yelled. "When I left Heaven I left everything behind! I never lied about it! I stopped using my Grace! I became a Pagan God to escape my problems!"
"And you brought them to our doorstep! You and your murderous brother!" The Goddess shouted back at him. "Now you're siding with the monster who killed the man who loved you like a brother!"
Gabriel finally managed to gather his strength again. "Kali it wasn't like that. I warned you. I warned all of you not to get involved. You brought what happened down on yourself. I risked everything to come back to save you. You owe me!"
Kali turned thoughtful. "You know what? You're absolutely right Gabriel. I do owe you. I lost my closest friends and my lover that night because of you."
"I'm sorry for that but there was nothing I could do Kali." The blonde said softly. "You and I both know that."
Kali suddenly came to stand level with Crowley. "Maybe so but I have decided that it's time for the Trickster to become the Trickee. It's time for a dose of your own just deserts!"
She reached into her bra and pulled out a vial of something that looked like neon green slime you could get from a dollar store that kids could play with. The Goddess passed it to Crowley and he opened it and poured it onto a set of silver darts that he produced. Gabriel's eyes went wide and he began to slowly back away, fear filling him.
Kali smirked. "What's wrong Loki? Surely you can't be afraid?"
"Where did you get that?" Gabriel asked, his voice shaking.
"I paid a visit to the Norselands." Kali said. "It was easy enough to find where the things were kept in preparation for you to bring about Ragnarok. All I had to do was ask the snake for some poison. It was freely given."
"You can't be serious!" Gabriel cried out, his whole body shaking; without his Grace he wouldn't be able to counter the effects of the poison.
"Come now. Why should an archangel be afraid of a simple Pagan poison?" Crowley asked with a smile as he loaded the dart into a small gun with a smirk before looking up at the fearful archangel. "Or are you this scared because you don't have your Grace to protect you anymore?"
Gabriel took two steps back before he turned and broke into a run, heading for the doors. He got to the double doors and pulled them open only to be met by a wall of holy fire. Stepping back he realized that his only other choice was the window. The blonde glanced at the humans and was torn between trying to get to them to help or running. The look on their faces said it all; they wanted him out of there and they wanted him out now.
Gabriel turned and took off at a run for the window. He pulled out his silver daggers as he went, taking out the three demons that tried to stop him with ease. The archangel was almost to the window when a loud bang echoed through the room and a sharp pain exploded through his back. Gabriel stumbled and tried to keep going. A second shot rang out and then pain hit him again, this time in the hip. He dropped like a ton of bricks.
Crowley was suddenly standing over the blonde, watching at the green lines began to spread along his body, tracing the veins in the blonde's body. The demon grinned as the angel began to gasp for air, small, pained gasps escaping his paling face. The demon reached out and traced the Trickster's cheek, watching what was happening in fascination. The angel tried to pull away but his body was already being affected by the poison.
"You can play with him all you want later. The poison will take a while to run its course." Kali said, ignoring the muffled shouts coming from the struggling humans.
Gabriel could feel his bothers approaching once more but he knew they'd never be able to get through the fire without help. He fought the feeling coursing through him while at the same time trying to keep Crowley's focus on anything but what he was doing. He reached out and clutched at the floor with one hand, the other clenching hard. Gabriel could feel the Holy Fire respond to his Pagan magic. Unfortunately Kali could also feel his magic working.
"Stop him! He'll get us caught!" Kali screamed.
Crowley reared back and punched the angel as hard as he could, dazing him. Gabriel felt hands fist into his jacket and he was yanked up. He managed to get his bearings long enough to see Michael and Lucifer bearing down on them and Castiel freeing the brothers before his world went black.