Disclaimer: All lines resembling Supernatural lines or are Supernatural lines belong to the CW network or whoever came up with the series, along with all characters in it. However, Gabbi, Amber, Carsen, and Lily are personal creations of mine and belong to me.
Gabbi's POV
'Oh, how can I resist making Lily and Gabriel be a couple,' I smirked, 'maybe I can even get Castiel included in this.'
'Time to put my plan into action,' I thought, pushing Lily into Gabriel while he was walking by her.
"Woah, little lady," Gabriel stated, catching her in his arms.
"Thanks, I guess…" Lily grumbled, looking away.
"I just might trick you into falling in love with me you know, trickster and all," He winked at her.
Lily's POV
'Like hell you will, let's put him in danger,' I thought, leaning close to him.
"I know what you are, Gabriel," I whispered to him, watching him develop a shocked look and let go of me.
'That will teach him,' I smirked, my eyes on his curious face.
Gabbi's POV
'Oh no, what has she done?' I thought, watching this scene.
I could tell the others had noticed too by the way they were looking at Lily and Gabriel. I walked over to Lily and pulled her aside. The others, Carsen and Amber, took a few steps closer so they could listen in too.
"What did you just say to him?" I asked Lily.
"Oh nothing, just that I knew his secret identity," she answered, "which ought to knock him down a peg or two."
"Well, now he's suspicious of you and probably me now too for coming over and interrogating you," I whisper yelled to her, feeling Gabriel's eyes burning into my back.
Gabriel's POV
'How did those girls find out?' I asked myself.
Yes, I could that the other girls knew too. That girl, Gabbi I think she said, pulled her over and looks angry. I can also tell that those girls are listening in because when Gabbi pulled her over, they shuffled a little closer. Those girls know more than they let on, and I better keep a careful eye on them.
"Well, where was I? Ah yes, any questions about this wonderful situation?" I asked.
"Yes, where are we?" Dean, the guy who I must admit has style, asked.
"Like it? Everything is created by me and only me! I call it my own little idiot box!" I presented, throwing my arms up in the air and waving dramatically.
"How do we break out of here?" Dean asked.
"That is the sixty-four dollar question, my friend!" I shouted.
Back to Gabbi's POV
'And here comes desperate Sammy,' I thought, watching Amber get ready to persuade with Sam.
"Doesn't matter, we have to ask you something," Sam told Gabriel.
"Hmm, let me guess, you two muttonheads broke the world and you want me to help sweep up the mess?" Gabriel questioned, obviously guessing where this was going with me mouthing along because it's Gabriel, who doesn't want to say his lines?
As my friends started to looking behind Gabriel and laughing, Gabriel turned around. I started to look innocent and whistle, obviously knowing he would know something was up. Just maybe, I wanted him to suspect us. After all, what girl doesn't love a little danger and excitement?
"Annnyyyyywwaaaayyy," Gabriel dragged out, turning back around, "I don't want to get involved in this little drama fest you started."
"Please, five minutes to just hear us out," Sam pleaded, Amber turning on the puppy eyes.
'That girl got problems ,' I thought, watching Amber.
"Ok fine, you get through the next twenty-four hours and we'll talk," Gabriel gave in.
"What do you mean by survive?' Dean asked, suspiciously.
'Wonderful, Dean, you ask an archangel posing as A TRICKSTER what he has up his sleeve! Like he'll tell you what he has planned in detail,' I complained in my mind.
"The game, of course!" Gabriel shouted, sweeping Lily up off her feet and over his shoulder, "which you are in, by the way."
"What are you doing?!" she shouted, banging her fists on his back.
"What are the rules?" Dean asked, watching us try to get our friend back.
We knew what was going to happen, and we knew what he was going to ask her. Therefore, when he snapped and left, we weren't surprised.
Lily's POV
We arrived by a peaceful lake in a quiet park. I was still over his shoulder, but I had stopped banging on his back out of shock and surprise. I knew what he was going to ask and started to think that maybe I shouldn't have told him I knew. After a few more minutes, he put me on the ground and asked the question I had been dreading from the moment he brought me here.
"How do you know who and what I am?" he asked me, seriousness placed on his face.
