You people are bloodthirsty...and I love you all!
Sorry it's been a while, I got distracted. This is short, but I wanted to give you this as soon as I finished it. but first, let me complain/explain.
I had the direction of where this story was going to go; it was mostly mapped out too! But I've been keeping up with season nine, (I actually skipped most of season seven, except for all the episodes Cas is in, and all of season eight. I picked up with season nine, episode nine, and have seen every episode since.) and Meta Fiction 9X18 ruined me. And in all your reviews (WHICH I LOVE,) this episode has come up again and again. I agree that something must be written about this new developement.
This is not it.
But it's coming! This is the build up; what Gabriel's up to and all that jazz. Next chapter is Meta Fiction, and maybe more (?!) but I wanted to give you what I had as soon as possible, seeing as its been awhile.
MORE IMPORTANT INFORMATION AT THE END: But for now, onto the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural. If I did, there would be more Gabriel and Castiel, and Dean and Sam would not be making me so angry in the latest episodes! (anyone else upset?! seriously, hug it out guys. Calm the poop down!) Anywho, all credit of the Characters Winchesters and Co. go to their respective parties, which is, unfortunately, not me.
Here we go!
Make no mistake about it: Gabriel was dead.
But also make no mistake: Gabriel was only dead because he wanted to be. He was perfectly amenable to live the life of a dead angel; no responsibilities, nobody trying to kill you or forcing you to be productive, but also….nothing to do. Except watch the train wreck that was the year 2014, anyway.
Castiel had been right, before. Not choosing a side was worse than choosing the wrong one, and Gabriel thought that maybe, Castiel and his boy toys had a chance. They had a bigger chance if Gabriel helped them of course, and jerk that he was, all Gabriel really cared about at this point was the fledgling angel he'd left behind, so he'd stepped up. Then he'd died.
Maybe he wasn't as great with the ladies as he thought.
Sexual prowess aside though, the one thing Gabriel WAS good at, was his illusions.
It's always better to approach a woman (especially an angry one,) as an illusion first.
Which was a good thing; seeing as he'd been murdered.
Then, idiot that he was, he still stuck around to help the Winchesters, at least long enough to have an angstier than usual conversation with big brother Lucifer; which only made him more dead than before.
So he did the only thing he could do: he threw himself into porn.
Which sounds very wrong; but Gabriel didn't mean it in that way; persay.
At least he gave the boys and Cas a fighting chance, one more thing to use against Lucifer when the big showdown finally occurred.
And it did; and his little advice saved the day; no thanks necessary.
Although, a little gratitude would've been nice.
But of course, he was dead, what did he have to say about it? All he could really do, in his state of deadness, was sit back and enjoy the show.
And what a show it was.
The closest Gabriel had ever come to having children was Castiel, and Gabriel didn't understand how parents could just sit back and watch their precious little angels make horrendous decisions. He supposed most parents had faith that said precious little angels wouldn't be so stupid.
Apparently his precious little angel was just an idiot.
The two goons he kept company with weren't all that bright either.
Accident prone, would be the nice way to put it.
Gabriel preferred idiots.
The Winchesters rotten luck was really what it was; their rotten luck combined with all their personal issues and smothered in the amount of people that they managed to piss off on a near daily basis the real reason they couldn't have nice things.
Honestly, Gabriel got so fed up sometimes, he almost became undead.
Almost.
He was dead. That didn't mean that if he so chose, he couldn't become undead.
It just took a lot of juice, and after porn, he just didn't have all that much juice left.
Which sounded really bad; but Gabriel had said worse.
Some of the stunts the Winchesters and Cas had pulled though, (the titanic, breaking the mind wall between Sam and his crazy, working with Crowley, lying to his only allies, working with Balthy, killing Balthy, the leviathans, taking over Sam's crazy, need he say more? He could, were there enough time,) had made him nearly ready to use up all his reserves just to knock some sense into his angel, though he didn't. He still had the hope that Cas would pull it together.
Then Megaturd.
Frickin Metatard.
Gabriel couldn't fathom how a war verse angels and demons ended, only to surface a double civil war: demon verse demon, angel verse angel with a human duo fighting to end them both. But then again, when he thought about it, it had always been a civil war, with Lucifer on one side, and the rest of the angels on the other, and the Winchesters had always been caught in the middle.
For the first time in his life, Gabriel itched to be out there, fighting, in the trenches.
It was very weird for him.
Gabriel was a messenger, he wasn't a soldier. So why did he feel a need to be out there?
Because that's where Castiel was. And Gabriel wanted to be where Castiel was.
But there was still the whole dead thing.
So when the transformer angel (Gabriel didn't do names) threw him a raggedy script and mockingly told him to play his role, (an irony that Gabriel hadn't missed, but steadfastly ignored,) he decided to go for it.
Not for Megabyte and all his stupid viruses. Because it was illusions, something Gabriel was good at, and surprises, something Gabriel enjoyed, and Castiel, his baby brother, and Gabe had missed him most of all.
But those were not the reasons he would list if anyone asked him why.
No, if anyone asked, his reasoning would be simple;
Being dead is boring.
Duh.
END CHAPTER.
So in regards to updating this story; I am currently in the middle of three Avenger FanFics, two giant crossovers (Superwhovengelock, and superwhovengelockpotter, if you must know,) this supernatural FanFic, and one other (that I'm super excited about!), as well as numerous one shots, and real life. I know, I'm crazy. Only a few are actually posted, but the rest will be showing up over the next few months. This story still has my attention, though it's not on a regular schedule and with all my other various activities I will do my best to keep the updates on a timely schedule.
I seriously love you all, platonically of course. I hope you all have the best day, and I would like to mention, though I don't do this too often, that reviews make me so happy! I do love to hear from you all, especially my more consistent reviewers (you know who you are, shout out! You're wonderful.) So review if you'd like! Thanks a ton, and the next chapter should be up SOON.