The longer the silence went on the more my confidence began to falter. They all stared at me, not talking and hardly even blinking. It took me longer than I should have to realize my mistake. "Right." I said slowly looking around the group, "does anyone actually know how to find him?"
Nobody answered. Chuck Gabriel and Castiel exchanged looks and shrugged while Sam looked at Dean who was looking at the ground, a guilty expression on his face. No one seemed to know anything or at least if they did they didn't say anything.
"Dean," I questioned cautiously, "what do you know?"
He shook his head and tried to play it off with a small smile. "It-it's probably nothing but uh, I don't know, maybe we could try Detroit?" He answered with his eyes still downcast and refusing to meet our questioning gazes.
Cas was looking at Dean the way Gabriel had looked at me several times, like a piece of the puzzle wasn’t fitting together just right. "Why Detroit?" Cas questioned, his head tilted and blue eyes squinted.
Dean looked up at his angel and held eye contact for a few moments, he was probably silently praying to his angel not to question him further at the moment. After a few seconds Castiel gave a slight nod of his head.
Chuck was watching the exchange, an amused smile gracing his lips. "Well off you go then, you probably want to go and create a master plan if you want this to work. Of course you are more than welcome to stay here but-"
Sam nodded his head, quickly interrupting God. "Thanks but I think we can go find a hotel."
Chuck did nothing to stop us as we gathered our few possessions and hit the road. It was fairly obvious we didn’t want to be there anymore than necessary, it was still overwhelming and hard to think of that man being the all powerful God.
After a few minutes on the road we pulled into a motel parking lot, and after both Gabriel and Castiel scanned for demons and deemed it safe we booked a room.
We sat how we normally did when discussing something in a room, Dean, and Cas were on one bed and Gabriel and I were on the other. Sam had pulled the small table over and set up his laptop.
The silence was killing me. “Okay Dean. Spill, what do you know? You said he was going to be in Detroit, how do you know that?”
Dean sighed and shook his head. “Nothing Abby, really, just forget it.”
“A while ago when Zachariah had you and I took you away from him,” Cas started, thinking out loud. “You told me never you change. Does this have anything to do with that day?”
“I said forget about it.” Dean’s voice was starting to adopt a slight warning tone in it.
“Dean,” Sam pleaded, “If it is important than we need to know. And considering this has to do with the freaking apocalypse I think this is pretty damn important.”
“Please Dean.” I gave him my best puppy dog eyes, but I knew Sam’s would always be better. “You have to tell us what else you know. If there is even the slightest chance that this information can help me save you guys I need to know it. You have to let me save you; I can’t live with myself knowing that I wasn’t able to help. And I know if you were in my place you would want to find out anything and everything you could to try to protect your family and the ones you love.” Okay, maybe that wasn’t exactly fair of me to play the family card on him, but I was desperate.
The green eyed hunter groaned, knowing he had lost this one. He never could say no to me, at least not without giving in eventually. I just needed to plead a little bit and bat my eyelashes at him. Just like he was an older brother to me, I was like a little sister to him and I knew he would do anything to keep his family safe and happy.
Dean took a deep breath before telling his story. He told us about how Zachariah had sent him to the future where Sam had said yes to Lucifer but Dean had refused Michael. He told us how future-Dean had warned him and begged him to say yes to Michael when the time cane. He told us how Cas had turned human and became a different Cas, not the innocent trench coat wearing holy tax accountant that we had all grown to love. He told us how Future Dean had led his troops into a trap so he could face Lucifer to kill him. His voice sounded strained as he explained that it was only Lucifer, no more Sam. He paused a few times to try and get the details just right. He told us how Lucifer killed future Dean in front of present time Dean and the conversation they had.
“So, yeah. That’s about it.” He finished after about an hour of telling the story. “That’s why I thought he would be in Detroit, that’s where future me said that that’s where future Sam would say yes to the devil.”
“Dean you know I wouldn’t do that.” Sam turned to his brother, his expression mirroring one of a kicked puppy. “You know I would never say yes to him if we didn’t have a good plan to kill him. You know I would never purposefully let the devil in without a plan.”
“That’s just the thing Sam.” I interjected. “We know you would never bring about the end of the world, but who Dean saw in the future wasn’t you. Not now you anyways. Every choice we make, every detail we alter, something changes. When Dean got back he told Cas not to change. He probably did everything he could to make sure Castiel stays exactly how he is. And I’m sure after seeing what the future is like that’s not the only thing he changed. Dean probably tried to do the exact opposite of future Dean with certain things so he would not end up like how he did.”
“She is right Sam.” Castiel defended me. “Abigall knows Dean. She knows, as we all do, how much he cares for everyone. Everyone but himself that is. Everything he does, he does for one of his friends or for you. He would not wish you to give yourself over to evil so he did what he could to stop it. Dean is one of the most selfless people I have met; he always puts everyone else above himself.”
I exchanged a glance with Sam and Gabriel; we were all thinking the same thing. I had to bite my lip to keep myself from saying another teasing remark about how in love the two were, knowing this was not the time for that. And was it my imagination or was that a hint of blush on Dean's face?
Gabriel cleared his throat as an attempt to hide his laughter. He quickly snapped his fingers and created a chocolate bar to distract himself. “So,” He began after biting off a rather large chunk, “Did future you happen to mention when exactly Sam said yes? Ya know, just so we know when to head on over there.”
“Good point, we don’t want to wait there forever while he runs around the earth in his temporary vessel continuing to kill people. So Dean, do we track him down or do we wait?” I turned my head to the more skilled hunter expectantly, waiting for an answer.
He looked at a loss for words for a few moments before quickly composing himself. “Well last time we saw him was in Illinois, and we don’t know where he went after that whole hotel fiasco. So I say we start there and try to track him, see where he is now and where he is going. Keep an eye on the newspapers and news for anything unnatural, but I say we start heading to Detroit. Take any jobs we find on the way, try to do as much good as possible. But he should be there soon; at least that’s what I gathered from my little field trip. So we head there and hope he shows up soon.”
Sam turned to his opened laptop and pulled up an internet browser before typing and clicking away. After a few minutes Sam turned his attention back to us, shaking his head. “At the moment nothing is catching my eye. Just the normal stuff, demons and the like. Nothing that screams “It's me, Satan, come get me!” I’ll keep looking though; I just did a basic search.
Castiel started shaking his head. “I do not think that is necessary.” Sam’s hands, which were already halfway back to his keyboard, froze as he turned and glanced curiously at the dark haired angel.
“Okay?”” Dean asked, drawing out the word. “Care to elaborate, angel boy?”
“Sam is the true vessel of Lucifer, correct?” We all nodded slowly, waiting for him to explain himself. “So I think that he would want to keep good tabs on Sam, know where he is and what he is doing. I think that if we were to head there now Lucifer would know almost immediately. Once we get there we can summon him under the false pretense that Sam will say yes.
"Okay so let’s go then. What are we waiting for? The sooner we go the sooner we get this over with." Sam sounded a little too eager to do this, but I guess I understood. Why draw out the inevitable?
“We should at least wait until tomorrow.” Again all the attention was focused on me. “I mean think about it, we only have a few hours of daylight left and do you really want to have to stop at another motel in a few hours? And we need time to think up a decent plan so all of you make it out alive. From here to Detroit is about a day’s drive, so we leave early tomorrow morning and the next day we meet up with Lucifer.”
I turned my head to evaluate each of their expressions to make sure what I just said don't make me seem completely stupid. I caught Gabriel smiling at me slightly before he spoke up. “She is right you know. She usually is. But Cas and I are still angels; we could just snap our fingers and save a day of driving.”
“And leave Baby all by herself?” Dean looked terrified at the thought. “No way man. We are taking her with us. Besides, I still don’t trust you enough to take any of us anywhere. If one of you were to use your angel mojo on me it would be Cas.”
Nobody argued. Sure we had two angels with us who could easily take three people and a car, but none of us protested. Of course we all wanted this little encounter to be over with, but that didn’t mean we necessarily wanted it to happen right now. Maybe a day of driving in the impala with old music playing softly in the background was just what we needed to get ready.
“Okay, well I’m gonna go grab myself a room really quickly before they all fill up.” I announced, glancing around the two bed room. It was going to be a long day tomorrow, no way was I going to let one of the brothers take to fold out couch just to let me have a bed. Besides, the credit cards were fake, so it's not like it was costing us anything. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
I returned knocking on the boys’ room door to announce my reappearance before pushing it open, with a room key to the adjacent room tucked safely in my pocket. Nobody seemed to have moved much since I left. Cas and Dean were busying themselves by staring at each other when the other wasn’t looking. Sam was doing something or other on his computer, absently typing away on the keyboard. Gabriel was making faces at his pile of conjured up icing covered animal crackers, trying to decide which one to eat first.
I walked over to Gabriel and popped a cracker into my mouth, rolling my eyes when he protested and pouted. “So,” I started, attempting to break the silence, “Does anyone have a master plan yet?”
Castiel silently stood up and walked over to me before pressing a long silver angel blade into my hand. “Cas, no.” I shook my head and tried to give it back to him. “You need this; you need to be able to protect yourself.”
“Take it Abby. Do not worry, it’s not mine.” He opened his trench coat slightly to prove that he still had his own blade to be easily accessed if needed. “I was able to persuade a few old friends of mine who owe me favors to let me borrow theirs for a few days. I also gave one to Sam and Dean. You are all my friends, and I wish to help keep you all safe.”
I nodded in gratitude and gently placed the weapon on the table so as not to accidentally stab my friend when I threw my arms around him as a thank you. Cas stood there awkwardly, accepting the hug but not returning it. That is until Gabriel sighed and stood up, walking behind me and grabbing his little brothers’ arms and guiding them to hug me back. “Honestly brother, it really isn’t that complicated. I’m actually surprised you haven't figured out how to hug back considering all the times Dean has hugged you.”
I pulled away, chuckling softly at the flustered look on the blue eyed angels face. “so this is going to kill Lucifer?" I asked, changing the subject to save Cas from further embarrassment.
"Yes and no."
"Thanks Gabriel, that was incredibly helpful. Would it kill you to give us a straight answer, just once?" Dean complained.
"Probably." Gabriel shrugged, but quickly began to explain when he saw the glare the hunter was shooting him. "Yes the blade can kill him, but not alone. You are the blessed one now, the one fated to kill the devil once and for all. So somehow you need to channel that power that you have and send it through the blade as you stab him."
"Okay..." I blinked slowly, processing the information. "Any idea exactly how I do that?"
"Well I imagine it can’t be too much different from a witch using magic or an angel using their Grace. You have to feel the power flowing through your body and become one with it. After you do that it’s fairly easy to manipulate it and control it. So after you accept that you and the blessing are one and can feel the power pulsing through your blood, just will some of it to be channeled through the weapon, making the blade blessed, then you stab him. That should work."
"Should?" Dean asked, rage slowly building up inside him. "You are willing to bet all of our lives and the future of this world on some stupid theory that you have because it should work?"
"Dean." I sent a warning glance to one of the men I thought of as a brother, "it's the best thing we have to go on for the moment. Unless you have a better idea?"
"No, but just listen to me for a moment. This isn’t much to go on, and we don't even know if it will work."
"Maybe it won't, but I trust Gabriel. Bobby always says family doesn't end with blood, and you guys are my family. So if this is what I have to do to protect my family I will do it." Well that shut him up. Using the family card against Dean was usually the way to win practically every argument.
"Relax Dean-o, don’t worry so much. All of us will be there right by her side just in case something unplanned happens. And believe me when I say this, I would rather die than see any harm come to her. I will protect her with my life."
I bit my lip, thinking over those words that just came out of my angel's mouth. That's when it hit me. This was real. This isn't just some fairy tale where good always wins in the end and gets a happily ever after. This wasn’t some bedtime story that teaches kids that good always defeats evil. This was real, and we were all equally likely to die as we were to be lucky enough to survive. You know when you are so caught up in your own head and your own imagination and you sometimes can't tell fantasy from reality? Well that’s how I felt right now. I had been so caught up in the life of monster fighting, all the disguises and lies to find the monster. Beheading vampires, burning ghosts, ganking shape shifters, that was all child’s play compared to what we were about to face. Those were just small fights of the war. Bit this, what we were going to do, try to kill Lucifer himself, this was it. This was the final battle. This is what it all boils down to. Whatever happened there would be what determines the fate of the earth. No pressure or anything though.
I slowly started to walk backwards as I reminded myself to breath. We could all be dead in a few days. Sam, Dean, Cas, even Gabriel. All of them, this might just be their last few days. All because of me, they would all sacrifice their own lives just to same me. But that just the kind of people the brothers were. The curse of the Winchesters, always self sacrificing and putting others above themselves. They would do the same even if it was six months ago and they didn't know who I was; they would still risk their lives to save me. But I didn’t want that. I didn’t want them to die for me. I couldn’t lose my two brothers; I couldn’t lose Castiel who had become one of my best friends. And I would not lose Gabriel, I wouldn't be able to handle it if I survived but he didn't. Not that I would go all Romeo and Juliet and kill myself if he were to die, but I would never be able to be fully happy knowing the only reason he was dead was because of me. I had reached the door by now, and without thinking I threw it open and ran into the room I got for myself, slamming the door and locking it just for good measure before running over to the bed and hiding under the covers.
"Abby what's wrong?"
"Nothing, go away." I stubbornly turned my body away from the archangel so as to avoid looking at him. I knew it would only be a matter of time before he was sent to talk to me, but that didn’t mean I was looking forward to it.
"We both know that's not true, now talk to me." He sat down beside me and leaned against the headboard. We sat in silence for a moment before he snapped his fingered. Eventually my curiosity got the better of me and I turned my head to see what he had done. He waved the green bag of sour skittles teasingly above my head. "If you want them you have to promise to be honest with me."
I scowled at him as I snatched the bag from his hands and sat up. I opened the bag and popped a few of the candies into my mouth while I thought over my next words. "I don't think you should come with us."
His expression immediately changed to one of shock and hurt, that was apparently not what he thought I would say. "And why not? Did I say or do something wrong? Look Abigall, I'm sorry if I pissed you off or something..."
"No." I said quickly, reassuring him. "No, you didn't do anything wrong."
"Then what is it?" His gold eyes studied me carefully as though he would learn everything if he stared hard enough.
"Gabriel please, just leave it alone."
"And how can I do that?" Damn, that's right. Sometimes I forget he was just as stubborn as me. "If you don't want me fighting by your side I want to know why. Is that too much to ask for? I just want a good reason to not be there to protect you."
"I just don't want you there. Why can't you just leave it at that?" I pleaded with him, my eyes begging him to drop it. But of course he would not have that. When he wanted something he would do whatever it took to get it.
"I just want an answer, that's all. Do you not trust me to watch your back or something?"
"Of course that's not it!" I exclaimed, slightly angry that he would even suggest that. "You know that’s not true, I trust you more than anyone."
"Then what is it? Damn it Abby I just want an answer, is that too much to ask for?" He practically shouted, annoyed that I was being so difficult.
"Because I care about you, okay? I care about you way too much and I don't want you to get hurt." My eyes widened in surprise at my outburst, I had not meant to say that. I continued to explain myself, much calmer and quieter than I was moments before. "You are the most important thing in my life; I don't want you to die because of me. I can't lose you. I won’t lose you."
Gabriel chuckled humorlessly and shook his head. "And that is the exact reason I gave to go. I am not just going to sit around and watch you die, not when I can do something to help. So yeah, I am going. I am going to do everything in my power to make sure you survive, I'll be damned if I let you die."
"And why do you care?" He would probably hate me for this in the morning, but I had to know. It was something that had been bugging me for a long time and I needed an honest answer from him. "Why do you care what happens to me? You’re an archangel, I'm only human. So why should you care what happens to me?"
"You really don't get it, do you?" He asked. I slowly shook my head. "Even after everything we have been through, after everything I have done for you, and you still haven't figured it out? Sam and Dean figured it out; they both gave me the whole big brother talk thing. Hell even my dear clueless brother Castiel has eyes enough to see how much I love you."
He looked about as shocked as I felt; my guess was he hadn't mentioned to say those last few words. I stared at him dumbly. "You...love me?"
He looked like he was about to make a sarcastic comment and brush if off, but he seemed to change his mind last minute. He looked me in the eye with those beautiful golden eyes if his before nodding slowly, his voice soft and gentle. "More than anything. And that's why I can't let you go against my brother alone; I need to be there to make sure you are safe. I have the utmost faith that you can do this, but I just need to make sure you don't get hurt. You are everything to me. I am completely and undeniably in love with you Abigall Spiers."
I slowly lifted a shaking hand to his face. "Gabriel." I whispered, trying to come up with a sentence that was at least half intelligent. But it was hard, with my heart beating so fast it could burst out of my chest and the warm feeling going through my body that was far more powerful than the blessing. Lucifer’s words from earlier came back to me, "over a girl, and a mortal one at that. Gabriel, really?" It now clicked that I was the one he had been talking about.
“Gabriel". I whispered again, gently rubbing my thumb across his cheek. "Don't you think I feel the same way? Don't you think that's exactly why I can't let you do this, why I can’t let you go with me? I know how much Lucifer meant to you and I know you won't be able to hurt your big brother, at least not without the guilt of it eating away at you for the rest of your life. But I also know he wouldn't hesitate to kill you, especially since we won last time and we all know how much he hates losing. I'm selfish, I know that. But I need you. If he took you away from me I don't know what I would do." Tears began to form in my eyes and I tried to blink them away, too stubborn to let them fall.
Gabriel brought his large warm hand up to my face and caressed it softly. I closed my eyes at the touch. "I'm sorry Abby, but I am going with you. I'm selfish too, and I don't even want to think of life without you. So whether you like it or not I will be there, doing everything I can to make sure you get out of this alive."
"Gabriel." I started to protest, but he cut me off.
"Please don't. Don't fight me on this. We both know we have as much chance of failing this as we do succeeding. I don't want to spend our last amount of time together fighting."
I sighed, giving in. Maybe I wasn't as stubborn as I thought. But then again maybe it was just Gabriel; I always did have a soft spot when it came to him. "I love you, so much. Just don't use all your energy on me okay? I need you to be watching out for yourself as well."
He chuckled softly and leaned in, resting his forehead against mine. "As you wish." I smiled content at the moment with our little compromise.
After a few moments my angel lifted his head and placed a lingering kiss to my forehead before pulling away. I frowned and shook my head.
Gabriel, noticing my chance of expression, frowned as well, the worry slowly etching its way into his perfect features. "Did I do something wrong? I thought you said you love me so I assumed that I could-"
"Oh shut up." I removed my hand from his face and placed a finger to his lips, effectively silencing him. "It's nothing like that. But like you said our time might very well be limited. I want to make the most of it." Maybe it was just a spur of the moment thing, maybe it was the fact that there was a high chance that I could be dead by this time tomorrow, but something had given me the confidence to tilt my head closer to his until there was just a centimeter between us and I could feel his warm breath on mine. I waited for him to close the distance, giving him time to back out and say "just kidding! I don't actually love you, ha! Had you fooled good didn't I?"
But he said no such thing. His eyes closed and mine fluttered shut and he closed the remaining distance between us. The kiss was soft and sweet, like he was trying not to break me. Not that I would have really minded if he did, but still it was sweet of him to remember to consider me and my fragile human self. I couldn't help but smile into the kiss; I had been waiting for this for so long, even if I wouldn't allow myself to think about it so the rejection would hurt less. But there was no rejection now. I put more pressure into the kiss, turning it into a more needy and passionate kiss than before.
Gabriel responded with just as much enthusiasm and it wasn't long before I felt his tongue teasing my bottom lip. I opened my mouth to Him, giving into his silent demand.
After a few minutes of the pure bliss Gabriel was making me feel, I silently cursed my lungs as I pulled away for air.
I blinked my eyes open as I stared into his endless golden ones and panted slightly for air. He looked at me, that emotion in his eyes that I could never fully place when he looked at me was burning brighter than ever. Suddenly it hit me, that unknown emotion in his eyes was love. That's why I never recognized it. Sure I had seen plenty men looking at women like that in those sappy chick flick movies, but never had that look been directed at me. Not even Dylan, who I had been so sure, was the one for me before my little trip downstairs, had looked at me with the amount of love that now shone clear as day in my angels’ eyes.
He laughed nervously and ran a hand through his hair. "Wow." He breathed, sounding as though he still couldn't completely beloved that that had actually just happened. "Well that was definitely worth the wait."
I laughed slightly and rolled my eyes at him. "Yeah, but I wouldn't have complained if we had done that earlier."
"Well my own fault for thinking you wouldn't be interested then."
"Are you crazy? I think it would be the other way around, ya know considering you are a freaking archangel and I'm just a puny human."
Gabriel shrugged. "True, you are human, but let me let you in on a little secret, kay?" I nodded slowly, not quite sure what to expect. "You are by far the most caring, selfless, brave, smart, and all around wonderful being I have ever had the fortune of meeting."
I glanced down at my lap, biting my lip slightly. I tried to fight the color that I knew was rushing to my face, but I knew it was useless. I flushed more when I realized he had said 'being' and not just 'human'.
"Well I hardly think I am the one that deserves all the praise here. I mean you are pretty damn fantastic yourself. You do everything for me and the others, we really couldn't ask for a better guardian angel thank you." Sure it might have just been a lame attempt to get the attention off of myself, but everything I had said was absolutely true.
Apparently he was no good at accepting compliments either because he brushed them off with a wave of his hand. "Bribery will get you nowhere sweetheart."
I grabbed the bag of skittles that he had given me earlier and gestured to the recently magic filled bag. "Somehow I don't quite think that's true."
He let out a gasp that was far louder and over dramatic than necessary. "Oh my gosh, how horrible! You found my weakness! Looks like I can never do anything out of the kindness of my heart to make you happy again!"
I rolled my eyes and whacked him lightly on his upper arm with my hand. "Oh just shut up and kiss me already." Oops, did I say that out loud? Ah well, might very well be dead tomorrow so what the hell, right?
Either way neither of us complained as his lips came closer to mine and we engaged in the second of many kisses to come.
The car ride was silent, making it seem far longer than it was even though it was pretty long. And it was not the good comfortable silence either. This was possibly the loudest silence I had ever been a part of. The air was heavy with tension, making me feel rather claustrophobic. There were so many things left unsaid between the five of us, but nobody bothered to speak. That would just make the rest of the drive even more uncomfortable. Sure, Gabriel and I had said most of what needed saying to each other last night, but I still had a lot to say to the brothers and Cas. They all needed to know just how much I loved each of them and how grateful I was that they took me in after I got out of Hell. They gave me a new life, one that meant something. I had been with them for a while, saving people and making a difference. They gave me a second chance. I owed them so much, but I couldn't bring myself to say any of it.
And somehow it was better this way, each of us trapped in our own thoughts, unable to say what was on our minds. Somehow it was better to not be saying our final goodbyes, it made it feel more like we would see each other again.
Castiel was in the passenger seat at Sam's request and Dean’s pleasure, leaving Sam in the back with me and Gabriel. I had my back to my angel and was practically in his lap as I leaned back against his chest. The angels’ right hand was holding my right hand, using his thumb to draw small comforting circles on the back of my hand.
And here we were. The five of us standing around the Impala together in the middle of a field in Detroit. This was it, it was happening. This was real. The final battle, no more running, no more avoiding fate, and here we were, standing in the open and waiting for the devil.
The brothers said to each other. It was the first time I heard them talk since we left for Detroit. I smiled, catching the hidden meaning behind the words. 'I love you, stay safe.' And 'see you soon, don’t get hurt.'
Castiel’s hand reached for Dean's, and the human grabbed the angels hand tightly without a word. Finally, about time something happened between those two. I just hoped they would survive this so it wouldn't be too late.
Sam took a deep breath, gathering his courage before stepping a little ways away from the car and calling out. "Lucifer, I'm ready. Now get over here before I change my mind."
Within seconds there was the sound of wings fluttering before Lucifer himself stood before us, the skin on his vessel peeling off in places. "Did you really think that would work Sam? Did you honestly think I wasn't watching you every step of the way to know exactly what you were up to?" He turned to face the rest of us, eyes lingering on me and Gabriel, a sadistic smile on his lips. "Well well, looks like my favorite couple got together just before the end of time."
I clenched the angel blade that was hidden inside my coat as he took a few steps closer to us. "Don't you think this is cheating? You have all your friends around you and I didn't bring a single demon with me. What do you say Abigall Spiers, you and me, right now, one on one. Time to see who’s side is better."
"Abby, don't!” Gabriel grabbed my hand as I took a step closer to his older brother. I sent him a look telling him to stay out of this until absolutely necessary and let go of his hand.
"Okay." I gathered my courage and looked Lucifer straight in the eye. "Let's go then."
He smiled. "Good. Just to make sure this fight stays fair, I have a few things to take care of." He flicked his wrist and both Sam and Dean were thrown about fifty feet away, knocking them both unconscious. Castiel made a move to go after Dean, but all Lucifer had to do was snap his fingers to make the younger angel explode blood and guts going everywhere.
I stood perfectly still, clenching my fists to try and control myself. It didn’t seem right, Castiel who had done so much for us, a hero, to be gone just like that. I couldn't show weakness, not now. Not when he was right in front of me and I could kill him so easily. There would be time to mourn him later; I had to focus on the task at hand first.
"Okay." I tried to control the shaking in my voice. "Now we go, you had your fun, now we fight."
"Oh silly girl." He laughed and pushed his way past me, to Gabriel. "First I must speak to my brother." He waved his hand and I was frozen, I couldn’t move or speak.
"Hello Lucifer." Gabriel said tightly, looking past his brother and glancing at me worriedly.
"No need to be scared of me, little brother." His voice almost sounded sincere. "After everything that happened, you should know that you are the last of my siblings that I would wish to harm. I taught you everything, I watched you grow up. I was there for you when Father was not; it was me who looked after you."
Gabriel said nothing but glared at his brother as he continued talking. Was it just my imagination or was he trying to glare at him? Maybe Gabriel didn’t hate his brother as much as he let on. Lucifer was now directly in front of Gabriel and had placed his hand on his shoulder. "I know that you didn't agree with me when I came to you and told you how our father was wrong and I know how desperately you tried to plead with me not to follow through with my plan on confronting him. You were always there for me, you always had my back. Even after I left and you came down to earth, you left destruction everywhere you went, trying to get my attention. I know you became a trickster to try to make me proud of you. And for a while I was, that is until that pathetic human girl came along."
"Don't." Gabriel shook the hand off his shoulder and backed away from his brother. "Don't bring Abby into this. Don't pretend like you know me or like you know why I did what I did. We stopped knowing each other the moment you fell. You stopped being my brother the moment you went against our Father."
"And I had so hoped you would side with me. I honestly had wanted you to join my side brother; you always were my favorite brother." He smiled sadly, and if I could have seen his face fully I had no doubt that his eyes would be just as moist as Gabriel’s.
And that was the last straw. I was not going to let Lucifer's sentimental side, whether it be fake or not, corrupt Gabriel and toy with his emotions. What happened next I'm not quite sure, it all happened so quickly, but at the same time it happened so slowly. So many emotions were running through me, one of them was determination to save Gabriel. It burned through my veins, that pure and unquestionable love, and my guess is that was what broke the spell that Lucifer had on me. Suddenly I was in control of my body and was able to move again. Acting on pure instinct and adrenaline I quickly grasped the blade and plunged it into Lucifer's body just as he realized I had somehow broken free and turned to face me.
And that would be the last thing the devil ever saw, me plunging that angel blade, blessed by the power within me, into his chest and the look of satisfaction I had on my face at being able to save my angel.
There was a crackling sound as though lightning had struck something, which was impossible considering the cloudless blue sky above us, and Lucifer's vessels knees buckled and he fell to the ground on his knees, struggling to stay alive. His form was flickering between angels and human, he was trying to use his Grace to heal himself but it was useless. His wings that at one time I’m sure had been the purest most beautiful white wings created, were now torn and blood stained, shedding feathers, and quickly disappearing. It kind of beautiful to watch, in a really sick and twisted way.
And then that was it. I watched as the devil died before my eyes and Gabriel stood close to me, frozen in shock. Soon it was over, Lucifer's lifeless vessel fell to the ground, dead. There was no coming back. The grass was scorched in the shape of his fallen angel wings, cradling the body in a way. The only thing that made him not look human were the wing marks and the peeling skin, but other than that he looked like a human who had died peacefully in his sleep.
"Nick." Gabriel said after a moment of taking in the sight of his dead brother. "His vessels name was Nick. He had a wife and child, but they were murdered when a robber came into their house in the middle of the night. He is with them up in heaven now, he is happy."
I nodded and wrapped myself around Gabriel, burying my face in his chest. "I’m so sorry; I know what he was to you. You shouldn't have had to see me do that."
Gabriel’s arms instinctively wrapped around me, holding me close to him and resting his chin on my head. "He was my older brother, I did love him. If I was Sam then he would be my Dean. But that changed the second he fell, he let his jealousy get the better of him, he let it control him. He wasn't the same, the fallen angel you killed today, that wasn’t my brother. That's just someone I thought I used to know."
"So you have succeeded then." I about jumped right out of my skin as I heard the same deep voice I had grown so used to.
"Cas! You’re alive! How did you...?"
"I think Father brought me back. There is no other explanation." I laughed, overjoyed to see him alive again and extended my arm, bringing Cas in for a group hug. Apparently he learned from earlier because he was smiling and returned it.
"Well I don't know about you Sammy, but I feel a little left out of the group."
"I agree Dean, maybe we should just leave them here and they can find their own way back to the motel."
"Oh shut up you two and get in here." I smiled as I turned my head to face the brothers who had regained consciousness and wandered over to us. They both shrugged and joined in, all of us smiling and laughing with relief that we had all ended up alive and together.
It was a happy moment, all of us hugging and smiling. This would be the perfect ending to a movie with nice happy music playing in the background as the credits started to roll down the screen and the audience cheered that the heroes won. But this wasn't a movie, and the moment was ruined eventually by a swooshing of the air and another presence joined us.
"Congratulations, you won. And yes Castiel, I did bring you back." We all separated ourselves from each other and glanced at Chuck who had just recently joined us. He glanced at Dean and Castiel’s entwined hands and then at my hand which was being held by Gabriel. He smiled approvingly and took his eyes off our hands. "I think it’s time I went home, Castiel, Gabriel, you were both right. It is time for me to go back to our family."
Cas and Gabriel exchanged glances before turning back to their father. "Thank you." They both said honestly, their words dripping with the emotion of their gratitude.
"Of course," God continued, as though just getting an idea, "you all did just save the earth. There is plenty of room up in heaven if you wish to join me. You could be reunited with your families and friends." He stared at Sam and Dean as he said that last part.
They didn't even have to hesitate and have one of their slightly freaky telepathic brother conversations. Dean stepped forward. "Thanks but no thanks. Lucifer might be gone, but his demons and monsters are still around. We still have a purpose here."
"Sorry dad, but not today." Gabriel spoke up, squeezing my hand gently. "It’s not our time yet. We got work to do." God smiled and with a slight breeze of fresh air he left earth, returning to Heaven where he was needed most.