OK. It's been a while before I've even tried to Write.
This was mostly complete - I don't even remember how long ago it was but hey-ho - I just had to finish it.
I've had Zero influence to begin Writing again. Sigh...
I'll try to keep my Stories up to date.
Also, well done VegasGranny. Either I'm getting predictable or it was glaringly obvious.
The Winchesters plus their unwanted guest made it to a crappy Hotel, it was clearly on it's lasts legs but wherever they were was far from the danger they had found themselves in.
"OK. Crowley, before we do anything that resembles helping you. What the Hell does Michael want with you?" Dean's voice echoed through their tiny room. Even a neighbour slammed on the wall, demanding they "Keep it down, Assholes!" The annoyed voice was ignored.
Sam received another phone call from Loki, he answered taking himself outside
"Hello, Loki?"
"You alright?" Loki panted
"Why are you out of breath? Wait, don't answer that"
"No, Sam" Loki inhaled a calming breath "It's not what you think. Just... are you OK?"
"Yeah, something or someone that we can only guess was a Witch sent us here, doubt anyone would be looking for us here or even in this direction, the Hotel is a danger to itself"
"Good, well not good but, you know what I mean"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure"
"Why were you so desperate that I get away? You said you could see what was going on- You, you helped us, you were the Witch"
"You're smarter than I thought, Sam-I-Am"
"Thanks, uh, Loki, another question"
"Go for it"
"Why do you have a modified voice?"
"Oh, it's so no-one recognises me, I'd prefer being among the land of the living instead of the Emptiness that awaits me"
"Over-exaggerate much?" Sam chuckled
"No" Loki shot back quickly
Sam's smile vanished "Oh. Well thank you for saving me. Wish I got to see your face though, could have thanked you directly instead of over the phone"
"Kiddo, I'll do whatever I can to keep you safe but you have to get rid of Crowley. For me, please do it soon. I can only do so much before they catch up with my head-start for you guys"
"I appreciate that, Loki. We'll keep ourselves on the move and the stops at random points. Hopefully that should help"
"I hope so too. Listen, I've got to go, sending you, Dean and Crowley away from those guys took a lot out of me"
"Rest up then, talk soon" Sam hung up the phone. Loki sounded drained, even with the disguised voice. He quick-stepped back to the room praying it wasn't a murder scene just yet.
Returning to the room which was surprisingly intact however Dean was clearly on edge, seconds from spearing Crowley, then gutting the former Scot made Demon and finally ending his life, slowly, painfully, filled with tortured. Dean could lose himself in ideas and imaginations or scenarios involving torture alone. Sam tried his hardest to be subtle about forcing space between them.
"That was Loki, he uh... He said it's best if we keep on the move and pick random locations"
"Loki?" Crowley pulled a face "You've got to be joking? That self-absorbed bastard wouldn't care about either of you for more than a second"
"Well... he does..." Sam feels like a child making a pointless counter-argument
"Unless, he isn't who he says he is. Moose, when did this Loki get in contact with you"
"Not that long ago"
"Would you say this elusive Loki contacted you before or after your endeavour with our Angel pests?"
"Afterwards, where are you going with this?" Sam narrowed his eyes
"Good God are you both just a couple of lumbering Morons in Demin and flannel?"
"What's your point!" Dean snapped
"I'll let you both figure it out"
"How about you explain something to us!" Dean hollered "You turn up and suddenly you need our help, fine. But I wanna know why! Here, now and get explaining before I blow your head off!"
"I said, SHUT UP!" The voice and hammering the frail wall returned. Dean was eagerly tempted to empty his current gun clip into that wall and the guy who he couldn't care less about.
Crowley sighed, knowing the truth would need to be revealed one way or another "It was an easy deal, our dear bestie Michael and yours truly made. It was simply; I come in to bring Castiel back home and in exchange I receive a fair some of gold and some of their best ocean's valuables. A fair trade, really"
Crowley shrugged and continued.
"I had to use my darling Bobby Singer as means to get past the door, they know him and I could pass without checks because they're not you, they were naïve enough to let me walk through without question. I almost collected Castiel and the job was done but of course I had to intercept you two morons in the process. I contacted Michael discretely and he teleported in and was faced with the dilemma of Gabriel and Castiel's close bond; he knew exactly how to carve that out, literally and metaphorically. Castiel would never turn a blind eye to Gabriel being injured resulting in him blindly throwing him into Michael's trap. I left to return to my original body, the exchange and the deal was complete. Now Castiel is walking among us again, which puts my end in jeopardy as I promised to keep Castiel underwater"
"That's not our problem, Crowley. Cas has a mind of his own" Dean defended Castiel's memory.
"Actually he doesn't. Naomi and Michael crushed every piece of Castiel that granted him free will and his own choices, in a sense he's a robot"
Sam's phone buzzed again Loki:
-Open up-
"What?" Sam questioned out loud
"Sam?" Dean asked
"Someone's at the door" Sam replied, making his way over, confused and cautious
Two light knocks rattled the breaking door, Dean was ready with his handgun, Sam did the same, peeking through the peephole to see a distorted image
Counting down from three Sam swung open the door and readied his aim for the chest, had he squeezed the trigger it would have been the worst mistake of his life
Golden hair, matching eyes and the exact same outfit; comfortable shoes, deep blue jeans, wine red shirt and a thin army green jacket, his small smile made Sam's Soul lit up a little more than it should have done "Hey Kiddo. Miss me?" Gabriel seemed a little out of breath but other than that was relatively OK. That made Sam feel relaxed.
"You Son of a Bitch!" Dean yelled, shoving Sam out of the way and manhandling Gabriel onto a broken wall "Where the Hell did you disappear to! Cas is gone, the guy we knew is gone!"
"I know!" Gabriel shook himself free, dusting his clothing from the interior. "He's a solider" Gabriel walked in properly
"Sweet-tooth, nice to see you again" Crowley greeted
"Drag your ass back to the pit of Hell where you belong" Gabriel snapped, boring his golden eyes towards the Demon.
"You two know each other?" Sam asked, still entranced that Gabriel was back
"I ran into Mr. All-Clad-In-Black when I first breeched land years ago. I decided to come back now because he's trying to save his own skin and whatever treasures Michael gave him, which if you've even bothered to check are pretty miniscule. I'm not going to be the coward again and actually save my little Brother"
"Gabriel, why were you so afraid of Crowley before? You were adamant in staying away from him" Sam wondered
"Because I knew exactly who my douche of a big Brother would turn to for this kind of help, he's done it before; Lucifer is stuck somewhere in Hell because of this dick" Gabriel replied, gesturing to Crowley with his thumb at the end
"I was told to lock him up in a box, I did and he's still there"
"I was on my own thanks to him, I didn't want to see thorn or tail of him in fear he'd do it again. I wanted Castiel as far away from him as possible" Gabriel continued to speak to Sam.
"I am right here, Darling"
"Yes, I know. I could smell you before I hit the door"
"I have a location on your little Brother, if you're interested" Crowley swayed, raising his eyebrows
"No you don't" Sam dismissed, wishing he hadn't seen the hope flicker out of Gabriel's eyes
"Well I already knew that" Gabriel shrugged "Sam, can I talk to you for a second?" Gabriel dragged Sam away, unfortunately the only room left was the cramped bathroom
"Subtle, Gabriel" Sam huffed
"I know. Wanted to talk to you about something"
"Right,"
"First I'm sorry for what I said when I left. I was angry and needed to remove myself in case I took my anger from failing Castiel out on the wrong person, that being you"
"It's fine" Sam was relieved for Gabriel to be back
Gabriel sighed fidgeting with his hands
"What's wrong?" Sam tilted his head downwards
"It's uh... hang on"
"OK?" Sam pulled a puzzled face as Gabriel dawned out a phone, he pressed a button, Sam's phone rang seconds later
"Sorry, it's-" Loki's caller ID was flashing "You. You're Loki"
"Yeah, I... wanted to speak to you"
"You're lying" Sam hissed
"Oh really, answer the phone"
Sam did, his eyes never leaving Gabriel. "Hello Sam"
"Hello Sam" Gabriel stared the Winchester dead in the eye
Sam ended the call "Why did you hide from me?"
"Because I wanted to help but I couldn't let Michael see me. That would draw out way to much unwanted and unneeded attention"
"So was that you? The one who zapped us at that crossroads"
"Yeah. Sorry about that, I knew I had to get you away from the scene but without a set place in mind you ended up in the literal middle of nowhere"
"Not that I don't appreciate that but-"
"Hey Samantha, wipe that lipstick off your face and get our here! We've got a lead" Dean hollered, he was clearly fed up of dealing with Crowley alone now
Sam closed his eyes, shaking his head in defeat "Duty calls. Are you staying with us?"
"For now, but I'll be giving that Demon a wide berth. So you'll probably have me attached to you"
"That's fine," Sam couldn't stop his cheeks darkening
"Let's go" Gabriel marched out the room, smiling smug
Sam waited for a moment before exiting, "Oh... crap!" He chastised himself. He had fallen for Gabriel, twice now. Guess there was no stopping it now. He only hoped Gabriel wouldn't disappear so soon again.