I all but skipped to the garage, but stopped dead in my tracks when Gabriel was waiting there, arms crossed, leaning against Handsome. "Out? You're taking her out of the bunker?" he all but growled at Dean. Dean looked utterly unimpressed. "Yup. She asked me if she could take her car out for a spin. I said ok, but I was coming, and I would be armed." He jangled his duffel. Gabe's gaze snapped to me. "You did? You know the dangers, don't you?" I bristled. I wasn't a five year old, playing with matches, I knew what I was doing. "Yes, I do. That is why Dean is coming. He's the most ruthless of them all." Dean smiled. "Don't underestimate my little brother, Gwen. He had me surprised several times." Gabe still looked livid. "Well, I see. Don't forget that Gwen doesn't have the sigils, so you pray to me, if need be. Hear me, Winchester?" Taken aback by the unusual venom in his voice, Dean blinked. "Sure thing, man. Don't worry. We won't be gone long." I felt Gabe prying in my mind, so I kept it blank and slammed the wall back in place, earning me a deathglare from those golden eyes.
I got in Handsome and turned the ignition. A pleasing rumble started through the car, as if he was as ready and anxious to go as I was. Dean opened the garage door, and I eased the sleek, red car out. After closing the door again, Dean hopped in next to me, his duffel at his feet. "Where to, princess?" he asked me with a big grin. I looked at him. "I really want to go home for a bit. I know it's dangerous, but I need more clothes." Dean pondered this with a cute pout of his lips. "I get you. And I see why. But you could have sent Gabe or Cas to get those." I rolled my eyes and inadvertedly gunned the gas, making Handome roar. "Please," I said, once I got my foot back under my control. "I don't want either of them rummaging in my underwear drawers." Dean threw his head back and laughed. "Don't worry about Cas, he won't bat an eye." I smiled. "He might not, but he will bring me all the wrong kinds of panties and forget the bra's." This got Dean laughing so hard, he teared up. "Oh god, Gwen... The idea of him holding up a sportsbra, wondering whether it would go with a thong..." He hung in his seatbelt, shaking. "I see your point. Let's get to your house."
After cautiously sneaking about the house, we entered through the backdoor. Dean cased every room, before waving me through. "All clear downstairs. Bedroom is upstairs?" I nodded and he cautiously stepped up the stairwell. "Hallway clear. I'll call when I cleared the floor." I nodded and looked around me. My house.. So familiar, yet danger seemed to lurk around every corner. No longer did it feel like my home. I sighed. I jumped when Dean called softly from upstairs. "Clear." I went up and in my bedroom, I showered, gladly changed clothes and packed a big bag full of clothes, not forgetting my sweatpants and oversized t-shirt, and several sets of underwear. I went over to my dresser and sighed. Most of my jewelry I could go without, but I picked up a black satin ribbon. It was worn around my neck and a wing dangled from the centre. I fixed it around my neck and tapped the wing. I had bought this when I had read the book "Lazarus rising". The wing had made me think of Cas. Now, however it reminded me of another angel, and I sighed longingly. Determined, I pushed away from the dresser, and grabbed my bag. "Done, let's go."