Cliff's Weird Mind

Gabriel hadn’t been caught up on everything that had happened with his siblings while he was in Purgatory. All he knew was that his oldest siblings had their big showdown and had ended up being dragged into Hell and kept in the Cage. Just like the prophecies had said. He didn’t know the details, but they had gotten out shortly after he had escaped his own sort of Cage.

To be honest, though, Gabriel was sure he would never hear from either of them again. With his hiding and recuperating and them off doing whatever it was they were doing, Gabriel didn’t think either would even think that he would still be alive somewhere on Earth. So Gabriel slowly went back to doing what he had been doing and trying to stay off Heaven’s radar. He did his best to block out the Angel Radio that constantly prodded the back of his conscious.

But the archangel overestimated the amount of Grace he had regained too much, taking on more than he could handle. One of these nights, Gabriel thought he could take care of a werewolf pack that had become a real menace to a town. They had already killed a dozen people and Gabriel tracked them down, thinking there would be a reasonable enough number for him to deal with. After all, he’d dealt with packs in Purgatory and was still here to tell about it.

Apparently, though, they were having a Gathering and there was more than one pack. Even with his strength and Grace, Gabriel was ganged up on and beaten down. He was ready to retreat, blinding the rest with a burst of Grace before he teleported out of the territory quickly. Gabriel landing roughly, and lay on the ground as he slowly regained his strength.

The voice startled him and his eyes snapped up to the newcomer, widening at the Grace signature he saw.

heavensmostterrifyingweapon:

bravelittletrickster:

Gabriel curled in the fetal position on the bed, protecting himself from the nonexistent demons attacking his subconscious. His wings shielded him and he woke with a shock at the sound of his name.

He was terrified for a moment before he realized that he was safe in his cabin. He sat up and caught sight of his brother, immediately cloaking his wings from his sibling. “Michael,” he said, trying to calm his racing heart, “How, uh, how did you sleep?” He desperately hoped that his elder hadn’t seen the damage done to him and tried to divert the conversation from himself. 

tv show writer: don’t worry they’ll be back-

me: thank god 

tv show writer: in flashbacks 

me: 

Dean describes himself as flirting with a woman he found attractive.  That was his version, Dean being suave with a lady

Following that Sam describes himself flirting with a man (Gabriel) and acting super suave

Dean tells a story about him and a lady who was into him.  Sam tells a story about a fella who was into him

Battle of the archangels!