Ask Gadreel

I'm so glad you are alive. I literally cried when I thought you died :( I don't want to feel like that again

Can angels get rid of nightmares or do something to stop them from being so traumatic? Cause Sam gets nightmares of killing Kevin, and I think helping him out would be only fair, since... Well, you know.

Don't worry :) I may be small but my love is great. Maybe if I could sit in your lap and hug you that way? Then you won't have to worry about me getting tired :)

I just wanted to tell you how much you are loved. Can I just hug you and never let go?

Mkay. Could you you maybe pet my hair again in the meantime? While the movie's still playing, I mean.

Can I give a hug? Even though you made mistakes you deserve to be loved. <3

Gadreel will forever be my favorite, suppose Gadreel back to help Castiel, what is the chance you become the bad guy again, or make the wrong choices again?

Thank you for answering. I'm just glad that you hadn't decided to do it yourself. The thought had plagued me for weeks.

*sniffles* Good. I - I'm glad. I wasn't kidding about you being one of my favourites, okay? *scrubs eyes* Could you - Could I keep hugging you, just for a bit? I need to make sure you're real, that you're okay, but I don't want to impose, or anything!

*nods and hugs/cuddles tightly* I'll give you a pep talk off and on, okay? You can still hear prayers, right?

That's very kind. Thank you. Gadreel, I have a question for you, and you do not have to respond if you do not wish to, but... *deep breath* Why did you come to the Sarver house to try and kill me?

Oh, thank goodness! :'D Are you alright? You're not hurt are you? Jeez, don't scare us like that.

I am so happy you're alive, Gadreel! I believe in you and your cause, and I know you'll succeed in whatever you set out to do.

*props up and makes eye contact* ... How can I help?

*cries into shirt* I just - Oh God. When the cell came up around you - I couldn't bear it, I thought /I/ was going to die. For your last moments to be in /that/ place, for you to be back there at all - I'll kill them. I swear to God, I will kill anyone who ever touched you. *dissolves back into tears* Oh God, I'm sorry, I'm getting tears and snot all over your shirt. I'm sorry. I'm just a mess of emotions right now. Thank God you're alive. Thank God. *continues crying*

Don't apologize. It feels nice every time you hold me. It reminds me of those quiet times when we would comfort each other and just... Exist, without torment or torture.

Don't be sorry. I'm loathe to admit it, but I am... Happy you killed him. He made our lives miserable. *sarcastically* some angel.