Still no significant plot.. can you believe that?.. just writing whatever comes to mind. All mistakes are mine.

The clouds started to glow in various places. That was weird. Meg looked up and dropped her beer on the balcony. Blazing fire fell down from the sky. Meteor shower? In her thousand of years as a demon, never was a meteor shower like this. She squinted her eyes. Are those.. Wings? Holy hell. Angels.
She zapped herself to the nearest drop point of an angel, on a roof top of an apartment a few block away from hers. She pulled out her angel blade and cautiously approached the angel sprawled on the puddle gathered from the rain earlier. He had fluffy dark hair, cut short and wearing a business suit. He laid there, unmoving. Meg gather her courage and kicked his leg. He didn't even stir. She kicked again, harder this time. He opened his eyes and groaned.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Nathaniel" he forced an answer between short breaths.

"An angel?"

"Yes.. Was." he gasped clutching his chest.

"Do you know Castiel?"

"Yes, could you put the blade down please?" he said before going to a coughing fit. Meg tilted her head, suspicious. But then tucked the blade in her jacket. He didn't seem to have enough energy to fight her anyway.

"Where's Castiel?" she asked.

"I don't know.. Probably cast out of heaven like the rest of us"

"Cast out?"

"Yes, we were robbed out of our grace and forced out of heaven.. We fell.."

"So, you're human? All of you?"

"Yes"

Meg backed away from the former angel.

"Wait, where are you going?" he asked

"Kansas" she said before zapping away.

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"Sammy.."

Sam stirred on the hospital bed.

"Sam..how'r you feeling?"

"Pain. Like a bulldozer just ran over me.. Over and over.." He gasped after saying that, wincing from the pain.

"I couldn't find Cas.." Dean said with a sadden voice.

"And Crowley?"

"I've moved him to the bunker.. He's in the dungeon"

"Are you sure about it?"

"I don't know, he seems different, no more mocking, no more smart mouth.. And he said he was sorry. Weird man"

A woman stepped in the room and caught their attention, "So, the rumor is true. The King of Hell has fallen and Abaddon takes his place"

"Meg? you're alive?" Dean immediately stood from his chair.

"Do you guys had anything to do with the falling of angels?" she asked nonchalantly, ignoring Dean's question.

"Answer me first goddammit!" Dean snapped at her. Sam winched from the loud noise.

"Sorry Sammy" Dean rubbed his brothers arm to soothe him. Sam gave him a weak smile.

"What happened to him?" Meg stepped closer to Sam to take a better look at him. He was pale, dark circles forming around his eyes, his lips are a bluish pale.

"Can you help me Meg?" Sam asked, his voice barely a whisper.

"Is it the trials you mention before? The damage crap?"

"Yes" Dean said with a sigh.

"Well, I'm still here, so you didn't finish it huh?"

"Yes. Could you help us?" Sam asked once again.

"Cas is gone and Crowley is almost human, the angels falling, Kevin didn't find any clue on the demon tablet.. We're basically stuck" Dean explained. Meg looked at Dean, then at Sam.

"Please Meg"

"I don't know Dean, when even Cas said he couldn't heal him, what can I do? possessed him to survive? I'm sorry.."

"There got to be a way" Dean said. He turned to Sam and squeezed his fingers gently, "Don't worry Sammy, we'll find a way"

Dean turned his gaze back to Meg. "So, do you want to answer my question earlier, or should I start drawing a devil's trap?"

"It's a story you wouldn't believe.."

"In this line of work? Try me" Dean was persistent.

Meg pulled a chair next to Sam's bed and sat to tell them her story.

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"Wait.. An angel with lollipop?" Sam asked, Dean looked at him and their eyes met. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Dean asked.

"I can't believe this" Sam murmured.

"What? You know him?" Meg stood from her chair.

"Yeah, we knew him" Dean said. "He faked his death, again" Sam said.

"Wait, Sam.. if Gabriel is hiding, that means he's not falling. Maybe he's still an archangel and he can heal you! He's definitely more powerful than Cas"

"It worth a shot" Sam shrugged.

"Meg, take me to him" Dean said.

"Whoa, hold your horses gentlemen.. First of all, I don't know where he is, usually he finds me, not the other way around. Second, I'm hiding from him, coz he want the angel tablet which I failed to give him"

"Don't worry, we got the angel tablet, we'll trade it if he's willing to cure-" Dean said immediately.

"Wait! Dean, we can't do that" Sam cut him off.

"Kevin already translated it, we don't need it anymore"

"Hey, I was supposed to trade it for my soul!" Meg growled.

"D'you think he would bargain two for one?"

Meg raised an eyebrow at him.

"Meg, we got Crowley, you can play with him if you help us" Sam said.

Meg smiled wickedly, "You know how to push my buttons Moose"

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Meg stood in the junkyard for half an hour now, in front of her was a bowl of summoning paraphernalia, but no sign of Gabriel.

"Guys, I don't think it's working, we need to find another way to summon the bastard" she said to her cellphone.

"Try praying to him" Dean suggested from the other side of the line as he signed some papers on the hospital's counter.

"What?"

"Praying, you know.. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Gabriel to bring his feathery ass down here.." Dean said as an example. Sam gave him an 'are you kidding me' look from the hospital wheel chair. Dean ignored it.

"I'm a demon goddammit! Not Sunday school children!"

"Just give it a shot Meg"

"Fuck!" She pissfully pushed the end button of her cell. "A demon, praying. To an angel" she sighed "might as well drown me in holy water"

She took a long breath and looked to the sky. A second passed then another. She gazed back down and shook her head "Dammit! I can't do this!"
She took another deep breath and exhaled it. "Alright Meg, it's just a few words, you've done bigger things, Gomorrah, Nan King.., a few little word wouldn't hurt.. Would it?" she tried to motivate herself.

She closed her eyes. "Now I lay me down to sleep..." She felt hot bile started to rise in her throat chocking her, but she forced herself to continue "I pray- to Gabriel.."

"Owh, shut it" a familiar voice stopped her prayer. Meg opened her eyes.

"It hurts my ear to listen to you praying"

"Gah!" Meg was on the brink of vomiting. She bowed and spat the ground. "Well it hurts my pride to even think about praying" Meg spat again, trying to erase the fouls taste a prayer make on her tongue.

"So, where's the tablet sweetheart? I know you got them, I can practically smell my lil' brother on you"

Meg rolled her eyes and pulled the tablet from behind her back. Gabriel smiled and held out a hand to receive it. Meg put the tablet back behind her.

"Give me the tablet, demon" he growled.

"I changed my mind about the reward" she raised her chin in challenging stance.

"You change your mind? What do you think I am? McDonald's?"

"Well, I did see a familiarity ... I want you to cure Sam Winchester" Meg expected a look of surprise would appear on the angel, but instead Gabriel looked at her from top to bottom, then back up to her eyes.

"You are one peculiar little thing aren't you?" his head tilted to the side. Damn, they really are brothers. Meg stayed cautiously still.

"First, you fell in love with Cas, then help the Winchester, then want to over throne the king and rule Hell, then you changed your mind.. rejected the offer to own back your soul for helping the Winchester..again.. What a strange demon"

Meg rolled her eyes "Well, I like being different"

"I'm sorry but I can't help him" he said nonchalantly as he waved away a bee that circling his head.

"Why not?" Meg stepped closer to him.

"It's above my pay grade, dear"

"What? You're not powerful enough? You're an archangel aren't you? They said you could revive the dead!"

"Look honey.. He took the trials set by God, His game, His rules, so only God could undo them and save him" he said with all seriousness.

"God? No one know where the bastard is!"

"You watch your mouth, Demon!" Gabriel snapped at her, a few car window near her blasted and break to pieces.

Meg pulled out her Angel blade and ready with a fighting stance. Gabriel sighed and took a step back, "I'm sorry. As much as I want to help our dear Gigantor, I can't" He took another step away from her.

"Gabe.. Wait.. Do you know where Cas is?"

Gabriel sighed once again, he looked to Meg's eyes. "He got you good didn't he?"

"Would you just-"

"Fine! He's in Colorado"

"Colorado?"

"I think he wants to find his wife Daphne" Gabriel shrugged his shoulders, "Sorry Meg"

She tucked the blade back in her jacket and smiled at him, "So, do you want to meet tweedledumb and tweedledumber?"

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"How is he?" Dean asked Gabriel, as the Archangel stepped out of Sam's room and closed the door.

"He's in Lala Land" Gabriel smiled bitterly at Dean and guided him to seat at the Man of Letter's map table.

"I did what I could, blocked his mind from the pain so he could rest. But it's not much, just for a few days.."

Dean patted Gabe's shoulder, "Thanks Gabe"

"He's a mess you know.. His cells, they.. They're torn, shreds.. No wonder he felt pain. Every cell of his body.."

"What should we do? help us Gabe"

"I've told Meg, only God can cure him" Gabriel turned and looked all around, "Where's Meg?"

"She's gone"

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Castiel was just standing on the side of the road, across to where Daphne work as a store manager. He watched as she smiled and greeted an elderly woman, opening door for her and waving goodbye.

"I would never see what you saw in her, Clarence"

He jumped when he heard her voice from behind him "Meg? What are you doing here?"

The demon smirked, "I thought your type was more of a rebel not miss goodie two shoes over there" she nodded at Daphne's direction. Wait, that came out wrong. Why does she sounds like a jealous girl?

"Like you?" he scrunched his brows.

"Well, I don't mean to brag, but I did make your shed your feathers" she winked at him.

Castiel's lips pulled to a tight line. Not amused.

"What?" She raised her eyebrow and shrugged her shoulders, "So you just gonna stalk her to death or come with me and work on a plan to get you back your wings?"

"How could you just pop yourself anytime you want and leave me with no reasoning, and now you show up again and just want me to follow you?!" anger laced his voice, making it even more gravely than usual.

"You know how that angry voice of yours can make me quiver in all the right places Clarence" she teased him.

"Meg" his voice threaten her.

"Shaggy needs his Scooby Doo, Brain needs his Pinky and there's an angel that needs you" she said in her usual expressionless manner. He tilted his head like a confused puppy. She rolled her eyes. Damn those blue eyes and the sex hair and the lips.. The stubble.. The.. Holy hell! What was she thinking?! They didn't have time for this, she didn't have time to drool over him, though exchanging saliva in a passionate kiss wouldn't hurt.. Right. What?! Meg! Get a grip! She snapped herself from reverie.

"I'm not an angel anymore Meg, I have no powers, I can't protect you, I can't help you. Why do you even bother coming here? I CAN'T help you.." Cas turned to leave her. She stepped in front of him, blocking him.

"Wow, I'm hurt Cas. Do you really think I'm that low?"

Cas gave her an 'are you kidding me' look. Must have learned that from Sam.

"Would you just come with me? I'll explain it later, okay?". Meg reached to grab his elbow. He stepped backwards to avoid her hand.

"No, Meg. I'm done!"

"Done?"

"Yes-I.. All I ever wanted to do is make things right. But every single time I just screw it up even more. Metatron was right, I should have just get my self a wife- and make babies"

"What?" She couldn't believe her ears.

"Now, If you'd just leave me alone.."

"No, Cas! You've tried it once, remember? You tried to stay away from confrontation when your noodles are messed up. It didn't work!"

He was silent. Meg approached him and grabbed the collar of his trench coat, "Powers or not, you are a soldier dammit! I will not have you chickening out again! You were meant to fight! and I am here, to fight with you, for you! Don't you dare turn your back on me! Not now Cas.. Not after what we've been through"

He looked at her fierce eyes. Their faces just inches away. "You sounded like Dean.."

She rolled her eyes and let go of the coat. "So are you coming?"

He nodded.

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where should I go from here?..