The song here is "I Could Be" by Kyla La Grange

I Could Be

The last time he saw Nerilla, they were clearly opponents in the war that they were certain would occur between Heaven and Hell. When she was gone, part of him felt like it left with her, leaving him with this torn feeling he had been carrying ever since. Now, he felt whole again.

Ever since he met Nerilla, the broken hearted girl who had become a demon struck him as the most interesting creature with black eyes. She was eager to love and be loved, even as a demon and she accepted the fact that an angel was hiding behind a pagan mask. If anything, she found him to be the most interesting creature with wings.

They needed each other and being apart only hurt the both of them.

Crowley didn't have to see the look on their faces; the hope on the faces of star-crossed lovers. He sighed and placed his hands in his pockets as Nerilla slowed her brisk walking to slow steps of hesitation.

"I'll give you a few minutes, but I better not find you two abandoning your jobs." He said with a slight hint of disgust, without glancing at them, as he continued walking down the corridor.

They waited until Crowley was out of sight and they just looked at each other like nervous teenagers at a party. He gave a small smile and she tried, but it was clear that he had hurt her badly. This was a girl that got rejected so often that her wounds never healed over the years, even after being demonized. If anything, they deepened and bled.

However, he knew that the big bad demon Nerilla had a soft heart underneath it all that she kept only for him. Love was a sensitive issue with her, but unlike her past lovers, she held onto hope that he'd come back to her.

"Missed me?" she asked, her eyes beginning to glimmer darkly like they used to. He couldn't help but grin and then, to his surprise as well as to hers, he nodded his head.

"Like a hole in the heart." He said with a smirk, but her lips broadened softly in a sweet smile, like it was music to her ears.

Gabriel approached her and tenderly placed his hands on her hips as if he feared she step back. Nerilla stood still and looked up into his mischievous eyes with a glint of mischief of her own. He closed the gap and held her tightly against him. Then she surprised him by gently raising her arms to his shoulders and placing her hands softly on the back on his neck.

"Got drafted to Team Hell?" she asked and his lips twitched into a grin.

"The angels know they can't destroy Hell, but they think they can kill all hybrids to even the playing field." He said and she nodded her head softly as there was a sort of saddened expression in her eyes.

"Why do you care about Clara and Keara?" she asked him and it sort of stunned him. "You know they accept their dark side. You know this is their home. You know Clara doesn't like you. Why do you care?" she asked and there was no sarcasm. It was a genuine question and his lips tightened into a small smile as he asked himself that very question.

When Clara was a baby, he thought her human half would have a chance to fight. Not too long ago, he told her he wasn't a threat. He believed the angels didn't have the rights to disregard her human half just because she was a menace to their existence. She was so much more than a hybrid creature; she was a mother that loves the King of Hell and if the angels kill her and her child, they'll anger that demon King. Gabriel knew that Crowley would never stop until all of Heaven is destroyed and any demons that loved her would ruin the world.

"Why disturb the den of a sleeping lion simply because you fear it'll kill you?" he asked and Nerilla didn't change her expression. If anything, she probably thought that line was lame. "The angels are only digging their own grave." He added and the dark glimmer returned to her eyes.

"What happened to giving them a fair chance at war?" she asked him and then his lips broke out in a grin.

"Screw them; they're idiots." He said and then pulled her in for a hard kiss. That kiss confirmed that he had withdrawn his loyalties to the angels and placed them in her hands, into Hell. It had confirmed that he still loved Nerilla and always did.

She pushed him up against the wall, their kiss hardening with such greedy passion. He hoisted her up and held her against him as she wrapped her legs around him. He then turned and slammed her into the wall, grabbed her arms and pinned them by her head.

When he pulled away from her, there was a dark glimmer of mischief in her eyes. It was like looking at his reflection, but with an evil twist.

"You really did miss me." she said, nearly hissing like a snake.

"If I told you you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?" Gabriel asked with a twinkle of mischief in his eyes and a grin to match. Nerilla smiled darkly and arched her body against him.

"For turning your back on me, I'm going to nail you." She said and her lips twitched into a dark grin. Just as Gabriel smiled and was about to lean in for another kiss, she snapped her fingers and disappeared.

He looked at the bare wall in front of him and heard her laughter behind him. When he turned, she had her arms crossed over her chest and a dark smile on her lips.

"Of course, you have to crawl back into my good graces first." She said and walked down the hall towards the office, leaving Gabriel standing there with a slightly stunned expression on his face. However, he admired her so much more. She was no longer the jilted lover he had known all these years. She knew he loved her and wouldn't leave her, so she knew she could withhold something that he wanted and his hunger for her would intensify only the way a demon could ever appreciate.