I will never let you fall (let you fall)
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)
Even if saving you sends me to Heaven
-Your Guardian Angel, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Sam's heart beat speed up like an accelerating engine. This was hell. It had to be. He took in the sight in front of him with fear and amazement in his eyes. Several times Sam half jumped out of his seat only to quickly sit back down with a small blush.
Every time this happened he had clasped his sweaty hands and looked down for a moment. the fight was always quick to recapture his attention, though.
The third time Sam jumped up he felt a calming touch on his shoulder. Castiel smiled at his nervous friend. He assured, "Gabriel is perfectly capable of winning this sparring match or at least coming away uninjured." Sam sighed as his eyes once more drifted to the fighting on the padded area.
Gabriel was darting around and everywhere the small agent ran an opponent hit the floor. He was smiling and clearly felt no fear. Sam however, was a much different story. He tensed as Gabriel dodged a hard punch by mere inches.
It had been a month since they'd become a team and Sam was shocked by the force of his explosive protectiveness of the equally explosive agent. He'd been surprised earlier when Gabriel casually asked if Sam wanted to watch him fight. Sam had readily agreed. He didn't regret his decision. Gabriel fought like he did anything else. It was fascinating.
Gabriel was unpredictable. He made Sam feel like he was watching a movie that had a million plot twist and still somehow made sense. Gabriel radiated confidence with an attitude that mocked anyone that dared to challenge him. He always seemed one step a head.
Sam nodded to Castiel and took a deep breathe.
After the fight ended Sam frowned at his almost untouched agent who was stretched out on the top bunk. He lazily licked a bright red, cherry lollipop. Gabriel had only been hit once during the fight and Sam stared at the red mark on Gabriel's cheek.
Gabriel was aware of the heavy gaze directed at him, but he decided to wait Sam out. He hadn't had to wait long before Sam asked, "Why do you fight?"
Gabriel smirked and answered, "For the freedom of this beautiful world and love of course. Oh! And make all the TV agents jealous." Gabriel gave Sam a bright smile. Sam sighed and shot him a bitch face. "I am serious Gabe. You could retire right now"
Gabriel sighed and said, "I have people I want to protect. The feeling of being in battle and winning is amazing. Adrenalin is the worlds best drug. Fighting makes everyday count because you know any second could be the end.
It's an strange way to live kiddo and it's better for it."
Sam had never really understood first hand the feeling of knowing everyday could be your last. He saw it in Gabriel everyday. His agent always lived life to the fullest.
A year latter, Sam was reminded of the conversation after watching Gabriel fight for the first time as he shot at anyone who dared to cross his path and he understood because he knew that if he was to live through this day, he would never take a second for granted again. Sam would pull Gabriel close and tell him how he felt. Even if Gabriel didn't return his affection it would be worth a try.
Sam jumped when a bullet blew past his face. It called him back to the present. He had to survive today first before thinking about tomorrow.
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Gabriel stared at his brother through blurry vision. He blinked and forced himself not to panic when the world didn't come into better focus. He was barely hanging onto consciousness and blood loss and his concussion were most likely to be the causes of the seemingly blurred world.
He closed his eyes for a few moments and sighed in relief because the world wasn't blurred when he opened them.
His soft sigh transformed into a sharp gasp that made his throat burn. Lucifer was standing next to a chart that had every weapon Gabriel had ever heard of stacked on top of it. (Some that he had never even see as well.) Lucifer laughed at his reaction.
"It's just so hard to know where to start Gabe. There' s so many beautiful weapons." Deceiving, gentle fingers slowly and lovingly stroked the hilt of a long dagger.
Gabriel schooled his expression and watched. He couldn't help his eyes from widening at Lucifer's choice. Lucifer smirked. "I can't believe you survived that fire Gabriel. It won't happen a second time."
Gabriel found himself looking at a flamethrower pointed at him from barely a foot away. He lifted his field of vision and looked into his brother's steel gaze.
He wouldn't beg. It's not that he wouldn't beg to survive if needed. Gabriel didn't have pride issues. He would do whatever it took to say alive. He always had.
Gabriel just knew that Lucifer wasn't changing his mind. He closed his eyes and clenched his fist tight. He waited for the burning agony that was sure to come.
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Sam ducked behind an old beat up couch when bullets shredded the air above him and filled it with horrifying bangs. He shot over the couch blindly for a few moments in a panic. Sam took a deep breath huddled behind the couch like a child.
He looked at the gun in his hand and gathered his courage. Sam kneeled and looked over the back of the couch. Two quick shots and it was over. He had killed two more people for Gabriel. Sam had also alerted the whole house of his presence. Whoops...
He checked the rooms that the dead men had once protected. Gabriel wasn't there and Sam didn't waste time cursing his luck. He just sprinted to the next room.
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Lucifer smirked at the fact that this was over. He knew he was going to win. The knowledge made him beam. How could he not win now?
The stupid agency wouldn't last a day with out Michael's much as Lucifer hated to admit it, his older brother was smart enough to rival him and his small band of men. It was just too bad he let sentiment get in the way. Michael would fall to grief or vengeance in Lucifer's plan.
Lucifer couldn't wait to take control! That's all he wanted, all he'd ever wanted. He wanted to be the best. He wanted the world at his disposal. He didn't want chaos or murder. He wanted to rule and to bring peace because no one would dare go against his rules. Was that really so bad?
For a long time he'd wanted his younger brother to rule with him. Gabriel would be so good at it! He was a trickster. He was one step ahead almost all the time. Best of all, He enjoyed giving people what they deserved. Most people deserved to be peasants. Oh well.
Lucifer smirked at his brother and began to press down the button to release the flames. He jumped and glanced around at the sudden explosion of gunshots. No! He dropped the flamethrower and dashed for his gun. Lucifer no longer knew how long he would have to finish this.
It seemed so wrong to shoot Gabriel like he was just another person that had been foolish enough to piss him off.
Gabriel wasn't foolish and he was special. There had been something beautiful in his resistance. Above all was the never changing fact that he was Lucifer's brother.
He would never admit it, even to himself, but Lucifer was impressed. He was proud as well.
He'd helped train this amazing little time bomb that deserved to go off with a bang heard around the world. It was a beautiful tragedy.
He'd only hesitated a few seconds, lost in his thoughts, but it was enough time for a bullet to rip through Lucifer's arm. Lucifer gasped and dropped the gun.
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Gabriel had to be hallucinating. Maybe, he had passed out and this was all a dream. Just a crazy dream..? Sam couldn't have just kicked down a freakin' door and shot Lucifer! Sam was safe back at the agency! Gabriel didn't have to worry about him. Sam was supposed to be safe!
Gabriel watched the scene in front of him blankly for a few moments. Then, one of the men punched Sam hard and golden eyes narrowed. Even if this was a hallucination, no was was allowed to touch Sam. It wasn't even allowed in dreams.
Gabriel forced himself to look away from Sam and focus. His mind screamed, "THINK! FOCUS!"
Gabriel couldn't join the fight. He couldn't even stand with his ankles chained together, but he could still shoot a gun. Gabriel started at the gun Lucifer had dropped, the weapon that was supposed to end his life. Slowly, he inched towards it.
Gabriel ignored Sam's cries the best he could and his fingers stretched out mere inches away from the gun. His body screamed to him that it was burning and tears sprang to his eyes, but then the hilt of the gun was in his hand.
Gabriel pushed himself up and shot.
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Sam gasped as the man pinning him the the wall's head exploded in a firework show of red. He dashed away from the other men in a moment of shocked panic. He frantically wiped the blood away from his eyes.
His brown eyes met beautiful, stunning gold. Golden eyes that still had the spark that screamed, "I am alive!" zeroed in on his. Sam wanted to cry and yell in victory at the same time.
Gabriel looked like he had just fought his way through Hell. Burns painted his skin a light red. Bruises marked his skin like spots. The blood stained bandages wrapped around the agent's knuckles made pride spring to life in Sam's core.
Gabriel looked like he was barely conscious, but even as he laid on the ground he was fighting. Propped up on his elbows and clutching the pistol for dear life, Gabriel was alive and wasn't going to let that change easily.
Sam sprinted towards Gabriel. There wasn't a single though in his head that wasn't about the amazing man that shot at the goons chasing Sam with deadly accuracy.
One second Sam had been racing towards his agent and the next second he had been crashing into the hard floor. He cried out in surprise and watched his own fear be reflected in Gabriel's expression.
Sam stared at Gabe and watched his agent's once fearful eyes harden and his face become unreadable.
Gabriel twisted and aimed his gun at Lucifer. His hands shook, but the gun's barrel never left the direction of it's target. Lucifer smirked and slowly got to his feet."Aw! Look's like my baby brother has got a crush. So Gabe. This is who you kill for."
He looked at Sam and his head tilted in the same motion Castiel used when confused. Sam found that very disturbing. I don't quite see why. But hey, crushes are crazy! It looks like we're at a standstill." He smirked at Sam who was trying to keep it together with a knife pressed against his throat.
Sam glared as Lucifer walked to close to his injured agent. His eyes promised death if Lucifer dared to lay on hand on Gabriel.
Lucifer chuckled and crouched in front of Gabriel. Then, he grabbed the gun and jerked it so the barrel was pressed against his own forehead. He smirked devilishly at Sam before he began to speak.
"Gabriel won't shoot me. He can't bring himself to kill family.", he said and spat the word family out like a curse.
Gabriel was taking calming breaths and his eyes kept darting from Sam to his brother."I'll make you a deal. You shoot me and my men will let your pretty boy go. You won't be able to do it! You could've been so strong Gabe! You threw it all away! You won't press that trigger. You're a coward and I know where your heart truly lies!", Lucifer said in the same soothing voice he used when Gabriel had been young, softening the blow of the harsh truth.
Gabriel's eyes were glued to his brother. They watered, but he didn't look weak. He looked strong, strong enough to destroy himself for the greater good. Gabriel forced out his words with noticeable effort. Sam winced at the scratchy and weak sound. "Luci... You're my brother." He winced but continued. "And I love you." His hands stilled and his grip tightened around the trigger. He choked out the last part of the words he needed so desperately to get out, "But your a big bag of dicks." Gabriel's finger put more preasure on the trigger.
Sam closed his eyes as a gunshot seemed to echo endlessly around the small room.
BOOM! I really enjoyed writing this chapter and I hope you enjoyed reading it. All reviews are good reviews so let me know what you honestly think.