A.N. Yes, dear people! I love all of you guys so much for following and favoring, that I decided to do a double post today! Enjoy! Hectate.
We drove away from the house, when I checked the rearview mirror. The door to my house opened, and a painfully familiar figure stared out. I thought I could see something golden shimmer over his shoulder, but chalked it up to imagination. "We're screwed, Dean." I casually said, taking the wing around my neck between my fingers. He looked at me, surprised. "Why would you say that?" I jabbed a thumb over my shoulder. "Gabriel saw us leave." He snapped his head around and cursed. "How did he know?" I blushed. "My mind may or may not have wandered a bit... But I didn't really pray!" Dean patted my knee. "I think he had his ears on for you anyway. Don't you go feeling guilty. Having an angel watching out for you can be pretty trying. They have a very peculiair notion of personal space."
Handsome roared along the road and Dean and I had a very relaxing drive back to the bunker. We joked and laughed, and found we had quite the same sense of humour. "Take a left here, Gwen. We'll park him in the garage, right next to Baby." Dean said, indicating a barely visible dirtroad. I took the turn and slammed on the brakes. Gabe was standing on the road like a sentinel, legs spread, arms crossed and a stern look on his handsome face. Dean got out. "Holy Hell, Gabriel! If I want a heartattack, I'll let you know." Gabe just stared at him, and Dean raised his eyebrows. "Everything ok, Gabriel?" Gabe still didn't move, but he fixed Dean with a steely stare and very low, yet very threatening, said: "Go." Dean looked taken aback and bent to shut his door, whispering: "Pray to Cas if he gets out of line, ok? And drop my bag off in the kitchen if he doesn't." After that he shut the door and, keeping an eye on Gabriel, he walked off towards the bunker.
Being too angry at him to squabble with a pissed off Archangel, I quickly pushed down the locks on Handsome's doors, and put him in reverse. Dirt spat from his wheels as I tore back down the road, the crystal on the ignition key tapping against my knee. I hit the main road and shifted gear. No matter how much I loved Gabriel, I was starting to hate his jealous side. Speeding down the twolane blacktop, I felt free. That is, until Gabriel suddenly appeared next to me. So much for avoiding him. "Pull over, Gwen, or I will make you." I had seen a side road coming up, and I sharply turned into it, jostling Gabriel severely. I parked Handsome at the edge of a meadow and quickly got out, before Gabe had realised what was going on. He popped up next to me and grabbed my arm, turning me around. "Gwen, what's wrong with you!" he demanded.