Warnings: Language, violence, arson, murder
AN: The song for this chapter is Seek and Destroy by Metallica. There are two more chapters after this one and then the fic is done!
Sam called Jody, who called in a few favors with Austin PD, who released Lucifer's body to her. So while they were working on all of that, the Wayward Sons returned to Winchester-Singer, where the Hunters stood waiting for any news. But one look at Gabriel's face told Dean all he needed to know. It was the look of someone who had lost a brother.
"Gabriel?" Jo asked softly. He looked at her, his eyes not shining and there was not a mischievous smile on his face like there normally was. He walked past her like a zombie. Meg whispered in Jo's ear what they had just seen, causing her to gasp. Jim pulled out a chair for Gabriel to sit down in.
"Do you want a funeral?" Bobby asked a while later, when the activity had started to pick up around the garage again.
"My family believes in cremation." Gabriel told him. "Probably just a little ceremony when I spread his ashes."
"Sprinkle him at Haunted Mansion?" Dean asked, causing Sam to slap his arm. "What?"
"He'd love that." Gabriel laughed a little. "It's against the rules of Disney. And for some reason, he's the only person I've ever met that would do anything to give a big "screw you" to Walt."
"It's almost seventeen hours to Walt Disney World." Charlie informed them.
"And twenty hours to Disneyland." Ash added.
"Disney World!" Dean cheered, making Gabriel laugh. Sam shook his head.
"Unfortunately, I don't think that's a good option right now." Bobby said. "We still have two very pissed off princes out there, and we need to figure out who pumped Lucifer full of drugs."
"I think I can help with that." A voice said. Everyone jumped and were pulling guns. There stood Crowley, minus his Horsemen vest. It was in his hand as he raised them. "I come in peace."
"You were there the day Azazel killed my dad." Sam sneered. "I'm not going to trust you."
"I didn't want to even be a Horsemen." Crowley said. "My mother is Cain's sister. And before the coup, I was a prospect. Things were great until those assholes took over."
"And why the fuck should we trust you?" Dean asked. Crowley shrugged.
"I'm not saying you have to. I just want you to listen." Crowley said. "Please?"
"What do you think Bobby?" Sam asked. "Should we listen to him?"
"Let's give him a shot. But the weapons are not leaving." Bobby said. Crowley nodded.
"You can even check me for a wire." He said, spreading his arms. Dean nodded for Kevin to check him out. Kevin patted him down. He didn't even bring a gun with him. Just a pocket knife. No recording equipment, no cell phone, nothing. "I told you, I came in peace." Bobby nodded and they escorted him to the meeting room. They set him down in a seat and the Hunters and Wayward Sons watched him like a hawk.
"Okay, what do you know?" Bobby asked.
"It was Ramiel and Asmodeus that ordered Lucifer to be used to send a message." Crowley explained. "They have been in talks with this new club from north of here. Called God's Chosen. They deal Demon Blood and some new thing called Angel Grace."
"Angel Grace?" Dean asked. Crowley nodded.
"I've heard it's a mutated form of angel dust. I'm not sure though. There's not enough information out there yet, but I guess it's just as addictive as Demon Blood is." Crowley explained to them. "They got the Demon Blood from God's Chosen. He was more than happy to oblige when he found out who it was for."
"He? He who?" Gabriel asked.
"His name is Michael." Crowley told him. Gabriel's eyes darkened then.
"Gabriel?" Andy asked. "What is it?"
"That stupid fucker. He's the one that got Lucifer addicted in the first place." Gabriel growled.
"A dealer?" Caleb asked. Gabriel shook his head.
"No. Our big brother." Gabriel told them. Everyone just stared. "There's seven of us guys. Scattered all over the world. I stuck around to take care of Nick...Lucifer." Gabriel explained.
"That's some...really deep drama." Cas said. "Glad I'm not apart of that family."
"Ramiel and Asmodeus are back in Arizona, planning how to attack next." Crowley explained. "They don't know I'm here and frankly, I'm done with them." He tossed the vest on to the table. "I would love to watch this all burn."
"How do they know about everything?" Sam asked suddenly, making everyone look at him.
"They have a mole on the inside." Crowley explained. "I'm not sure about his name, but I don't see him here right now. I've heard his name thrown around a couple times, but for the life of me, I can't remember for sure what it is."
"Any clues?" Dean asked. Crowley closed his eyes, trying to think.
"I think his name started with a g…" Crowley said. All the Hunters looked at each other then.
"Son of a bitch." Caleb hissed. "I'm going to kill him."
"We have to find him first." Bobby said. "I should've listened to John when he first said a freelancer was a bad idea. But I convinced him to give it a shot. And it worked for awhile. Apparently, it was working for both of us."
"What?" Andy asked. Dean sighed.
"While I was locked up, the club agreed to hiring a freelancer to work for them. A hired gun, you can say. His name is…" Dean looked over at Jim.
"Gordon Walker." Jim informed them.
"And he apparently was getting paid more by the Horsemen than we were paying." Dean finished up.
"And how do we know you're not that way?" Cas asked, looking down at Crowley.
"Shoot me for all I care." Crowley told them. "I'm not going back there. They'll kill me if you don't first."
"We'll do protective custody for the time being." Bobby said. "Can't risk you running off and telling your buddies."
"Whatever you think is best." Crowley said. "I'm ready for it."
"Well, there's the room here." Bobby said. "I'll have Jo wash the sheets. Probably stinks of Dean."
"Hey! I don't stink!" Dean said. Caleb looked at him.
"Kid, have you ever been in the room with yourself when the boots come off?" He asked. Sam laughed, making Dean roll his eyes.
"At least I'm not gassy." Dean grumbled. "One burrito and he's toxic!"
"Whatever you say Dean." Sam said, patting his brother on the shoulder. "Whatever you say."
"Where's Gabriel?" Ellen asked. They were settling down to dinner, both clubs and Crowley. Except Gabriel wasn't around.
"He was here." Sam said. "Just twenty minutes ago. I talked to him."
"I thought I saw him leave." Kevin told them.
"Leave?" Andy asked. "Where would he go?" Sam's eyes widened.
"He's going to Arizona." Sam said. "He's going to kill the Horsemen."
Gabriel had plenty of time to plan on his trip back to Aguila. They had killed his big brother with the help of his eldest brother. He would deal with Michael later. Right now, he just wanted to make the Horsemen pay for what they had done to Lucifer. He had five gallons of gasoline and some matches. He was taking Crowley's words to heart.
He was going to burn them.
He knew that he was getting phone calls one after another from the people waiting on him back in Wolfpine. He would call them when the deed was done. But he wanted to get it done first.
It was pretty early when he got to Aguila. There weren't many people out and about yet, and that was perfect for Gabriel. He parked his park a little ways away from the Horsemen clubhouse and made his way around. Dropping his bag of supplies by him, he peered inside one of the windows. Ramiel was asleep on the pool table and Asmodeus was asleep on the couch in front of the TV. Gabriel smirked and reached into his bag. He grabbed some bungie chords that he had bought before picking up the gas and started securing each door leading to the outside. He made quick work of it. They were shut up nice and tight. The next thing he did was soak as much as he could in gas. He even had a bottle of light fluid if he needed it.
If the Horsemen thought it was okay to burn people, to take loved ones away in a firey blast, then Gabriel was going to do the same. Once the gas was all gone and some light fluid has been distributed, Gabriel lit a bunch of the matches and dropped them, watching the flames dance around and start to eat at the building.
"Adiós Jinetes. Manténganse calientes en el infierno." Gabriel laughed. Four years of Spanish and he was going to use it. He made his way back to his bike. He found a place to watch as the fire consumed the Horsemen's club. He didn't see Ramiel or Asmodeus escape. He stuck around long enough to hear if there were any bodies recovered inside the building.
Seven bodies reported. And from the descriptions Gabriel heard, it was Asmodeus and Ramiel. With a smirk on his face, he headed back towards Texas, taking a break in New Mexico to tell the others what had happened.
"What?" Sam asked as he talked on the phone with Gabriel. "You're serious?" Dean watched as Sam paced while on the phone. He had done that since he was little, getting caught up in the cords on the phone so much to the point John got a cordless. "I'll let them all know." He hung up.
"What's up?" Bobby asked. Sam smiled.
"Ramiel and Asmodeus are dead." Sam announced.
"You're serious?" Dean asked. Sam nodded, a smile on his face. "And Gabriel did it?"
"Yes." Sam said, a bigger smile. "He burned them."
"So the Horsemen are gone?" Crowley asked. Him and Ruby were both bartending and they both proved to be excellent at it.
"Except for one." Caleb said. Crowley felt the hairs on the back of his neck stick up. Were they going to kill him next? "Gordon. He has to be dealt with."
"We'll take care of it." Cas said.
"I think this calls for a toast. Ruby, break out the Irish whiskey!" Jim called out, making everyone groan. But Ruby poured the shots and everyone drank them.
Gordon stood with Lilith, Abbadon, and Dagon, looking at the charred remains of the clubhouse. First, they had taken Azazel. Then Alastair. And finally, Ramiel and Asmodeus. The four of them stood there. They were all that was left.
"We'll get revenge." Gordon finally said. "The Hunters and the Wayward Sons won't know what's coming."
"We're helping." Abbadon told him.
"We can't just sit around." Dagon added. Gordon nodded.
"Then get ready. Because we're taking this fight to Texas."