Happy 2017, my dear readers! Sorry for the long absence, and the shortness of this chapter, but life and stuff happened, and I could find time nor peace to write. I'm a few chapters ahead now, but not much. Hoping to keep this up!
As wonderful as it was to have my wings fully preened and oiled, and as content I was just lying blissed out on my bed, with an equally zoned out Archangel next to me, the nasty images from my vision irrevokably pushed themselves to the forefront of my brain. "Gwenny?" Gabe stirred, sensing my unease. "What's wrong, honeybuns?" I sighed quivering. "Gabe... If I tell you to stay put, if and when I go missing again, will you?" He shot up, his golden eyes wide and shocked. "HELLS no! Why would you even ask that?" I rubbed my face with both my hands. "Please, just... Stay." His handsome face in a confused and angry frown, Gabe shook his head. "No. Never ever. I thought we just agreed that were mates? That means, smartass, that I will move Heaven, Earth, Hell and Purgatory to get you back." His eyes narrowed and he got a sly expression on his face. "You had a vision, didn'tcha?" Defeated, I closed my eyes and nodded.
Suddenly, Gabe was bubbling with energy. "Well then... Don't hold out, what did you see?" I glared at him. "Could you be any more annoyingly happy? It wasn't a fun vision, and I definitely don't want this one to come true." Gabe's eyes got more serious. "What happened, sweetheart? If you tell, we can plot a way around it." I sighed and pleadingly looked at him. "Oh no, don't you do the puppy eyes with those baby blues, Gwen. Castiël is my brother, I'm immune." Somehow I doubted that, but the mentioning of Cas gave me an idea. "How about: I tell all of you. Draw up some real battleplans with the Winchesters and Cas." Gabe smiled his Trickster smile. "Hells yeah! But... For now we'd better sleep. It's like two am. I'm not sure the Hardy boys will love you for waking them now." I had to give him that. "Guess not, but Gabey..." He raised his eyebrows at the nickname. "... I'm not sleepy anymore..." I said in a mock whiny voice. His whiskey coloured eyes twinkled mischeivously. "Well, then... We'll have to remedy that!" he chuckled and nuzzled at my neck, making me giggle.
After my 'insomnia remedy', as Gabe called it, I lay with my arms around Gabe, who was out cold and snoring slightly again. I wished I could see our wings, the gold and hot fudge... I could feel Gabe's wings around us, and I added my own, making for a very nice and warm cocoon. I felt my eyes droop and I started nodding. I half opened my eyes again at some stray thought, and gasped. Foggy, because I was half asleep, but still clear in colour, I could see the gold and hot fudge dome around us. "Nmnmnm. Go to sleep, Gwenny... Worries for tomorrow." Gabe mumbled next to me. He pulled his wings in closer and the warm and secure feeling pulled me under. He was right. Worries for tomorrow.