The Trickster's son

by Panic-at-the-typewriter

Zachariah took Sam from a motel room on his 9th birthday. He left the 9 year old in an ally, hoping he'd get picked up and cared for, but what he didn't count on was Sam being found by a certain trickster/archangel and, 14 years later, being in Springfield, Ohio, where a certain hunter is hunting a trickster. Spoilers up to and for season 5. Written by Emma

6. Chapter 6

AN hey, I'm back. Sorry that this took so long. I had writers block and then real life got in the way. I honestly lost all enthusiasm for this story, but im back now, and ready to write!

As per usual, my last chapter with all the thank-yous.

I want to thank my reviewers:

Kittyhawk09

Souless666

Zexydemyx66

Kas3y

Marion Hood

Dani (guest)

DinoDina

Nimphidelle (my friend Casey, you should go read her stories)

The Child of Hades and Loki

Reese (guest)

The other guests

Cate98

Winchestersfordawin

DaughterofNeptune313

THANK YOU TO ALL THE READERS WHO HAVE STUCK WITH THIS STORY TILL THE VERY END. YOU ARE SO AMAZING. YOU DESERVE CAKE. SERIOUSLY. GO MAKE YOURSELF A CAKE. YOU DESERVE IT, MY FAITHFUL READERS.

Okay, honestly, I never expected this many people to review, follow and favorite. I was honestly surprised that you guys weren't scared away in the first chapter. Thank you all for making me feel that much better about my writing skills. You are all angels! (Except you're all human... I think.) Thank you so very much.

Soulless666- my reasoning was that if Zachariah removed the memories, it would basically destroy the very essence of Sam.

Okay, here's chapter 6. Wow. That's kinda crazy. This was originally going to be a two shot about an AU that popped into my head, now it's a full story with people that like it and, wow.

On a side note, please leave a review with a nickname for you guys, the readers. Calling you "the readers" is boring and unoriginal. Please help me come up with something.

Sorry for this overly long AN, and without further ado, I give you the final chapter of The Trickster's Son.

Chapter 6

happily ever after (sort of)

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Zachariah gawked at the shorter man, still leaning leisurely against the wall.

"But, you're dead. I killed you." He said.

Gabriel rolled his eyes. "Wow, this ones bright."

Zachariah bristled at the comment. "I am your superior, I answer only to the archangels. You pathetic trickster." He spat the last word as if it were an insult. Zachariah seemed ready for another argument, but, to his surprise, Gabriel started laughing.

"You think that I should listen to YOU?"

Zachariah seemed to become mare angry with each word.

"You must be a lowly angel, for me to defeat you so easily." He spit.

Gabriel shook his head, bemused.

"The thing is, Zachy, I wasn't fighting then."

Zachariah glowered, "then fight me."

Gabriel laughed, a short laugh, devoid of any humor.

"Tell me, Zachariah, have you ever fought an archangel?"

"Gabriel?" Zachariah whispered, his eyes wide, showing more emotion than he ever had before in his multi millennia existence.

"The one and only." Gabriel replied.

Zachariah seemed to decide that it was a good moment to take off, because Gabriel reached out, fast as a snake, and grabbed the collar of his jacket in a fist.

"As much as I'd love to chat, I have some business to attend to. Goodbye."

Zachariah's eyes focused on a point behind the archangel, seeing his wings. All six of them spread out in a beautiful, yet terrifying, arc. Rows of glittering gold feathers shone in the sunlight. It was the last thing Zachariah saw before Gabriel's blade was driven into his stomach, up past his ribs, and into his heart. Killing him instantly.

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The second Gabriel let Zachariah's corpse slide to the ground, Sam had him trapped in a hug, Sobbing quietly into his shoulder.

"Hey, kiddo, I missed you too." He said, gently hugging him back.

"Don't ever die again. Ever." Sam mumbled.

"Don't worry kiddo, I don't plan on it."

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They all stood in Gabriel's kitchen, Sam was nodding slowly.

"I mean, there's only so much screwing around one can do. It's probably for the best." He sounded pained, like it hurt him to say it.

Gabriel smiled weakly. "I guess so, kiddo."

Sam pulled the shorter man into a hug,

"I'll miss you." He whispered.

"You won't even remember me." Gabriel whispered, raising one hand.

"Goodbye Gabriel," Sam said. "Stay safe."

Gabriel smiled, snapped his fingers, and disappeared.

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A motel

1992

Gabriel looked at the sleeping child. He had devoted the past 14 years of his life to raising him, and it didn't seem fair that it ended like this.

Zachariah appeared by the door, making his way towards Sam's sleeping form.

It's better this way. Gabriel reminded himself. This has to be done.

He stepped in front of Zachariah, angel blade in his hand.

"I don't think you want to do this."

He said, power thrumming through his veins, his voice holding the power of all the angels in heaven.

"Leave now."

Zachariah fled. He disappeared faster than Gabriel thought possible.

Sighing, Gabriel turned away. His work here was done.

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Springfield, Ohio

Present day

Sam sat in the passenger seat of the impala, contemplating the hunt.

All had gone well, they had killed the trickster, he was gone.

Then why did Sam feel like something was off?

He shook off the feeling, leaning against the impala door.

Far off in the distance. A figure watched them leave, a single tear falling down his cheek.

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AN- wow. I thought that would never end. I think I made myself sad. What do you think? Please leave a review.

Emma out.