There was no getting out of this. Nope, she was definitely dead.
Her Y/E/C eyes trailed slowly up to the intruder—the other one.
Standing in the doorway was Gabriel, his face set in a rare frown. His right hand was on the door, holding it open as he held his left hand out. He looked around one more time before he whisper shouted, "Get over here!"
She ran over to him like the floor was made of lava, trying to touch it as little as possible.
Once she was close enough, Gabriel grabbed her and yanked her to him with a strength she would never have thought possible of the drummer.
"What the hell are you doing?!" he hissed once more, shutting the door quickly but quietly.
"I, uh, I was jus—"
"Are you crazy?! What if it was someone else who caught you?!" he growled, dragging her away from the office by her wrist.
"Gabe, it's not—"
"What were you thinking? Were you even thinking?!" he grumbled on rhetorically.
Finally, she had enough and planted her feet, She was not going to be yanked around like a child. She had had a moment in that office, a moment where, finally, finally she had stepped up and done something other than just survive.
And, you know what? Fuck Gabe for ruining it.
When he felt her stop, Gabe turned to her, his hazel eyes blazing. He opened his mouth to, she was sure, yell at her some more when she stopped him. "Why don't you close your head, Gabe?!"
His eyes widened, and his primary emotion became surprise.
"You don't know a damn thing that's happenin', alright?! And you have no right to drag me around like I'm your property!" she wrenched her arm away from Gabe's grip, her face getting redder by the second.
He laughed. A full-on laugh that bubbled up from his stomach and made him throw his head back.
This only enraged her further. She stomped her foot, like a child. "Don't laugh at me! I'm being serious!"
Gabe calmed down enough to throw an arm around her shoulders, pulling her into a hug. "Oh, doll," he got out between laughs. "You are one-a kind."
She pulled out of his grip, ready to throw more verbal jabs at him when Gabe held up his hand, stopping her. "Fine. I'm sorry I tossed ya around like that. I had no right to. I was just scared for you."
"Funny way-a showin' it."
He shrugged. "I'm a funny guy."
She sighed heavily, her jaw ticking in irritation.
There was a beat of silence before he turned to her. "So, you gonna tell me what you were doin' in there?"
She swallowed thickly, unsure of what to say, how to even approach the situation. "The, uh...the door was open, and I was curious."
He rolled his eyes. "Don't take me for a sap, doll."
Her Y/E/C eyes met his hazel ones, and his eyebrow rose. How he could tell her with a single eyebrow to start talking was beyond her, but that's what he was doing.
She sighed heavily. "I can't tell you, Gabe."
He nodded, taking a moment before speaking again. "You're doing something you shouldn't be doing."
She didn't answer.
"You're helping the g-man, the one Dean knows."
She didn't answer.
He laughed without humor. "Are you insane? You saw what happened when Dean just said hello to the guy!"
"Dean's the reason I'm doing this, Gabe!"
"Really? No other reason? Not to get yourself out of here or undo whatever is it that got you in here?" his voice raised just slightly, almost yelling.
She shook her head. "I...he offered to help me with my charges, but…"
"Charges? What'd you do?"
She snapped. "Well, what'd you do, huh?"
Gabe laughed at that. "Nothing. It's what Cassie there did."
"Cas?"
He shrugged. "Cas buncoed Crowley, got himself in deep, and I joined the band to keep an eye on my baby brother. See? Not so hard to share now, is it?"
"Wait, so you're not in debt to Crowley?"
"What can I say, I'm smarter than the rest-a you mugs."
"So...you can just leave whenever you want."
"No I can't," he frowned, like she was crazy. "Not until Cassie is free and clear."
She smiled softly. "Gabe, you're...different than I thought."
"Look, he's family. I'm still the same, self-centered schmuck you know and love. Now, time to share, alright?"
Y/N let herself fall back against the wall, leaning all of her weight on it. Her head fell back as well, resting it there. She licked her lips and said simply, "I robbed a bank."
He laughed. "No, you didn't."
She shrugged. "Yes, I did. I was on the nut and worked at a bank. It's not important."
"Sounds pretty important, doll," Gabe laughed. "Wow...you are different than I thought."
She scoffed. "Touché."
Gabe took a moment more before speaking again. "This is some bad business, Y/N, and you know it."
She nodded. "I know. But...no one deserves to be here. And I ain't got anybody outside the club who'll miss me if...if the worst happens."
The drummer sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. "Alright, alright...you know I won't snitch on ya."
She thanked him, relief settling on her.
"Don't thank me. Tell that hombre of yours what you're doing."
"Tell him? Are you insane?"
He shrugged. "Don't see how you're gonna hide this from him for long. Better to tell him now, get it over with."
She pushed herself off the wall with a huff, done with the conversation, and she told him as much.
"C'mon baby doll," he walked quickly to catch up with her. "You know I'm right."
Before she could say anything, the door to the front room opened, revealing a frowning Dean Winchester. His emerald green eyes found the other two standing in the hallway. He laughed, sensing the tension. "Hey, you trying to steal my girl again, Novak?"
Gabe was immediately on form, as though the last few minutes hadn't happened at all. "You just wait, Dean-o. I'm not even trying yet."
Dean walked over to Y/N, placing a hand on her shoulder and pulling her close. He smiled tightly. "Well, you'll have to try another night. I'm exhausted, and I still need to get her home."
She wrapped an arm around Dean's middle, studiously ignoring the knowing look Gabe shot her, trying to hide in her boyfriend.
Gabe said his goodbyes, sauntering out to join the rest of the crew at the bar.
As soon as they were alone, he pulled her into a tight hug. She hugged him back as tightly as she could, the emotions of her evening catching up to her. Before they fully pulled away, Y/N grabbed Dean by the back of his neck and pulled him down into a kiss.
He searched her eyes when they pulled away.
She just smiled and shrugged. "Everything's fine. Let's just go home."