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This is my interpretation of "Hammer of the Gods" aka "the bane of my existence"
I do not own Supernatural
Sam and Dean rush through the doors of a hotel. Looking around, they realized it wasn't too shabby after all. Possibly a five-star joint, too. After miles and miles of driving through the hurricane weather, the highway eventually becoming too dangerous, they decided to find a place to stay the night.
Dean shrugged. "Hotel California?"
An all you can eat buffet, too.
"We're not even in California, Dean." Sam retorted as Dean moved over to the buffet.
Everything just seemed a bit suspicious to her. Dean tried to convince her that they had a night off for once, and that she hadn't even had proper sleep this recent week, trying to find some healer for Bobby's legs. Of course, the only solution she would ever end up to was a demon. Anyway, back to her current issue.
Just what would a five-star hotel be doing in the middle of nowhere?
Still, they ended up getting a room, despite how wrong this all seemed. So, once they were done eating, they decided to head to their room.
However, the couple next door to them that they had seen on their way up had disappeared suddenly, leaving their engagement ring behind. Dean decided that it was time for him to scope out some clues as to what was going on.
Just as she was about to head off to investigate on her own, she heard a familiar voice say, "What are you doing here?"
Sam turned, and sure enough, Gabriel stood leaning against the doorframe to the room that her and Dean just checked out. "I'd like to ask you the same." She replied suspiciously. She didn't remember praying to this angel, after all.
Gabriel shrugged. "Just a little business gig. Where's your brother?"
"Off investigating. The couple next door just disappeared, so we were going to go check around this hotel. See what's going on." Sam explained. "Um-"
Gabriel had conjured up a rose, and was offering it to her. "It isn't safe for you two to be here, you know."
Sam reluctantly took the rose, her cheeks heating up. She honestly hated this feeling, it was as if she was some teenage girl all over again. She hated this, and she hated Gabriel for making her feel this way. The last time she felt this way was with Jessie, and that was ages ago. Not even Reuben made her feel this way.
A prick in her neck woke her from her thoughts. Her hand flew right to her neck to slap at the mosquito, but it seemed the bug had already left. "I- I, um…" She stuttered. "I'm pretty sure we'll be fine. N-nothing we can't handle."
Suddenly, he was close. "It might be too late to save you already."
She had no time to think. The space between them closed, and his breath and skin and just everything about him was teasing her. She swallowed, tightening her grip around the rose. "I-I think you should, um - go back to your business gig."
She was breathless. His lips were so close.
Gabriel smiled, but moved back. Sam never realized she had been pushed back into the wall until the angel moved back and she was freed. "Be careful, Samantha."
With a flutter of wings, he was gone. Sam let go the breath she didn't realize she had been holding in the first place, and that was when Dean came back. "You ok?"
"Um, yeah. I'm fine."
Dean studied her for a second, but decided to put it off with a shrug. "Where'd you get that?"
"I found it nearby. So, how was the investigation? Did you find anything?"
However, they realized they have fallen into a trap soon enough. A trap, made by gods themselves. Pagan gods, to be exact.
Sam was both shocked, amazed, and frightened all at once. Of course when she'd taken her Humanities class back in pre-law, she learned about most of the other pagan gods. She could also tell that these gods were not a force to mess with, and that was saying something considering what she did for a living.
Just what did the gods want to do with them? As if she didn't know.
However, Gabriel came just in time to save them. The gods recognized him as Loki, the Norse Trickster god, which she totally understood. It was all just… crazy. "OK. Did that - Holy crap!" Dean cried.
They were now back in their own room. "Yeah, tell me about it. By the way, next time I say let's keep driving, uh, let's keep driving." Sam said.
Dean scoffed. "Ok, yeah. Next time."
"Alright, what's our next move?" Sam asked, deciding to leave it to her brother. He seemed to usually make all the better decisions, she trusted his judgement better than her own.
"I-I-I... I don't know. Grab those poor saps outta the freezer, I guess? Bust 'em out? Gank a few freaks along the way if we're lucky?"
They seemed to be in a bit of a predicament. When Gabriel appeared, Dean started to argue with him. He still seemed pretty pissed about Mystery spot. Sam felt like she was stuck in between.
"So, you want to save us, right?" Sam asked, trying to stop the two people she cared about from arguing much longer. Yes, she cared about the archangel. Love, however, she too afraid to admit.
Gabriel smiled warmly at her. "Yeah. I'll think of a way to get you guys out of here."
Sam found it difficult to look at him without thinking what those lips would feel like against her own. She sighed, but her thoughts went back to earlier. With all those pagan gods gathered in one room, you could practically feel power emanating from them.
"Do you think… do you think those guys stand a chance against Satan?"
"Sam!" Dean retorted.
"You got a better idea, Dean?" Sam bit back.
Gabriel shook his head. "It's a bad idea. Lucifer's gonna turn them into finger paint. So let's get going while the going's good, hmm?"
"So, why don't you just zap us out of here?" Dean questioned.
"Kali's got you under a blood spell."
So, they reasoned that Gabriel was going to get the blood vials from Kali, while the Winchesters try to save the captured people.
The Winchesters ended up in a brawl with Zao Shen himself, and it was Dean who put an end to the god with a stake in his chest.
However, when they got their jobs done, Gabriel was nowhere in sight. "Just where the hell is he?" Sam wondered. It surely wouldn't take him this long to grab the vials from Kali?
Once again, they ended up caught, and thrown back into the ballroom.
"How's the rescue going?" Dean asked Gabriel mockingly. Gabriel opened his mouth to retort something, but as soon as Kali entered the room his mouth clamped shut.
"Well, surprise surprise, the Trickster Tricked us." Kali said as the remaining gods watched on.
"Kali, don't." Gabriel begged.
"You're mine now, and you have something I want." Kali reached into Gabriel's jacket, and pulled out the archangel blade. "An archangel's blade, from the archangel Gabriel."
The gods behind them looked shocked and betrayed.
"Okay, okay! So I got wings, like Kotex. But that doesn't make me any less right about Lucifer." Gabriel said.
"He's lying, he's a spy." Kali protested.
The Winchesters continued observing, unsure of what to do. Sam wanted to go to Gabriel's side, but she wasn't sure what use she could be against Kali. "I'm not a spy. I'm a runaway. I'm trying to save you. I know my brother, Kali. He should scare the living crap out of you. You can't beat him. I've skipped ahead, seen how this story ends-" Gabriel explained.
Kali scoffed. "Your story. Not ours. Westerners, I swear. The sheer arrogance. You think you're the only ones on earth? You pillage and you butcher in your God's name. But you're not the only religion, and he's not the only God. And now you think you can just rip the planet apart? You're wrong. There are billions of us. And we were here first. If anyone gets to end this world, it's me. I'm sorry."
She took the angel blade, and thrust it through his chest.
Sam's breath hitched as she watched Gabriel die in a flash of light. She shook her head.
Perhaps it was a trick, maybe he was still alive. He had to be.
She felt a nudge from Dean, who gave her a look of reassurance when she glanced over. "Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up." Dean started.
"Are you out of your mind?" Sam questioned, her breath wavering slightly.
Dean ignored her, but continued on his reasoning. "I'm outta options. Now on any other given day, I'd be doing my damndest to, uh, kill you. You filthy murdering chimps. But, uh, hey, desperate times. So even though I'd love nothing better than to slit your throats, you dicks, I'm gonna help you. I'm going to help you ice the devil. And then we can all get back to ganking each other, like normal. You want Lucifer, well, dude's not in the Yellow Pages. But me and Sam, we can get him here."
So, after freeing the innocents, they agreed to summon the devil. Dean came back to inform them that Gabriel was still alive, which Sam was incredibly relieved to hear.
It wasn't long before Lucifer came, making his entrance impossible to miss.
"It's him." Sam shuddered.
"How?" Kali wondered aloud, apparently too in shock of Lucifer's display of power.
"Does it matter? Shazzam us outta here, would ya?" Dean demanded.
"We can't." Baldur said.
Lucifer had approached them at last, smiling. "Of course you can't. You didn't say 'mother, may I?' Hello, Samantha, Dean. Good to see you again."
Baldur tried to confront Lucifer, who only recuperated by ripping him apart with his bare hands. This was Sam's first time seeing the devil himself, and she was mortified at the mere sight of him. She never understood why he wanted her to be his vessel. Wouldn't he prefer a male vessel?
Kali became enraged, and threw a ball of fire at Lucifer. Dean took cover for the ground, taking Sam with him and guarding over her. After the blast of fire dissipated, Dean stood and helped her up. "You ok?" She asked.
Dean nodded.
They turned once Lucifer was about to stomp on Kali, but Gabriel stood in the angel's way, blade in his hand.
"Lucy, I'm home." Gabriel said, turning to the Winchesters. "Guys, take Kali and get out of here!"
Dean automatically moved, urging Sam to move along with him.
"Over a girl. Gabriel, really? I mean, I knew you were slumming, but I hope you didn't catch anything." Lucifer mocked, looking over to Kali briefly.
Sam looked to Kali as well. Just what was that statement supposed to mean?
"Sam, come on." Dean urged. He had already gotten Kali and slung her over his shoulder, and now he was grabbing Sam's shoulder and guiding her out of the ballroom. A huge fight between two archangels was about to commence, and Sam understood that they needed to get out before they became collateral damage.
"Leaving so soon, Samantha?" Lucifer's eyes were on her, now.
For a second, she was frozen on the spot as he sent a look of disapproval to her. He had his blade already in his hand. Gabriel was going to die... but she had to do something.
"Gabriel, I-" She started.
"Samantha, go!" Gabriel barked.
Dean gave a final tug, and they retreated from the ballroom.
Yes, she realized she had feelings for this man as he smiled back reassuringly at her. Yet, she didn't want to admit it, because she always lost the people she loved.
Jessie, Mason. Even Dean at one point.
So, just barely escaping the clutches of the devil, they managed to drop off Kali, and Dean pulled out a Casa Erotica film that Gabriel had given to him. "Gabriel wanted you to guard this with his life?" She wondered.
Dean shrugged. "Maybe he's a fan. It's a good one."
The man who had just entered in the room, Sam automatically recognized as Gabriel. Her mouth fell slightly open when he started to kiss the other woman on the screen. She blushed and put her hand to her face. "What the hell's going on?" She muttered.
She could practically feel the look of concern from Dean, etching into the side of her head.
"Samantha, Dean. You're probably wondering what the hell is going on." Gabriel said, turning to the screen. Sam moved her hand out of her face. "Well, if you're watching this, I'm probably dead." She felt tears begin to come, and resisted blinking them out. She knew it was going to end up like this, didn't she? "Oh please, stop sobbing, it's embarrassing for the both of us. Although, before I do continue… Samantha, I just wanted to let you know I really did have feelings for you. I was just too much a coward to admit it. It's probably too late for any of us to act on it, though. I…. anyway, back to business." By then, her tears were gone, replaced by heat in her cheeks. He winked at the screen. "I love you, Samantha."
He coughed. "Anyway, without me, you've got zero shot at killing Lucifer, sorry! But can trap him. The cage you sprung Lucifer from? It's still down there. And maybe, just maybe, you can shove his ass back in. Not that it'll be easy. You gotta get the cage open, trick my bro back into it. And uh, oh yeah, avoid Michael and the God Squad. But hey, details, right? And here's the big secret, Lucifer himself doesn't even know - the key to the cage? It's out there. Actually it's keys, plural. Four keys, well, four rings. From the Horsemen. You get 'em all, you got the cage. Can't say I'm betting on you kids. But, uh, hey! I've been wrong before. And Dean, you were right. I was afraid to stand up to my brother, not any more." He stood. "So this is me, standing up. And this is me, lying down."
"Ah… uhm, ok." Sam stuttered, shutting the laptop.
Dean coughed, also apparently disturbed at what he just saw, so he changed the subject. "Horsemen, huh? We got War's, we nicked Famine's. That's two down. Collect all four?" Sam nodded, as they climbed into the Impala and headed down a highway. "All we need is Pestilence and Death."
"Oh, is that all?" Sam said absentmindedly.
"Yeah."
Gabriel loved her. Who knew?
She wished he was still here. She wished she could have done more. Yet, it was just another man beyond her reach. The hunting life wasn't as friendly to her love life, she realized, fresh tears beginning to form.
"So… you and Gabriel?" Dean asked aloud. "Wanna talk about it?"
"I…." She sniffed, and wiped her eyes. Leaning her head against the window, she said, "Shut up."
On the side of the highway, Gabriel watched as the Impala drove by.