Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]

037. GABRIEL

Sam and Dean went on a hunt, but the three teenagers stayed behind. They eventually return, the three teens getting back at the same time.

"--Being an interdimensional booty call, yeah, I'd say I'm all right." Dean says.

"I don't even wanna know." Ophelia says.

"Hey, guys." Sam greets.

"Where'd you go?" Dean asks, seeing the ice cream in their hands.

"Isn't it obvious?" Ophelia asks, holding up her ice cream cone.

""Isn't it obvious?"" Dean mocks in a high voice.

"Well, hey... we have the seal. Right? So all we need now is an archangel and we're set."

"Sure, that sounds easy." Dean says sarcastically.

"Yeah." Sam scoffs.

Ketch walks out from the library, holding his hands up. Both brothers get their guns out and Nathan grabs onto both girls' wrists, dragging them closer.

"Wait." Ketch says.

"Son of a bitch." Dean growls.

"I come in peace." Ketch says.

"Yeah, right." Sam scoffs.

"And I brought you a gift." Ketch says. He reaches behind the wall, pulling out a very bloodied and beaten Gabriel whose mouth is stitched shut.

"Wait a second. Is that..." Sam trails off.

"That Gabriel?" Dean asks.

Ketch has Gabriel sit at the end of the map table.

"No, no, that's impossible. He... he's dead. We-we saw him die." Sam says.

"Or did you?" Ketch asks.

"What'd you to do him?" Dean asks.

"Not me. Asmodeus. The Prince was holding him prisoner until I liberated the poor man. And I understand you may need an archangel for a spell, perhaps. Well, what luck." Ketch says.

"We need his grace." Sam says.

Gabriel starts to panic, yelling as best he can.

"No, no, no, no, no. Calm down, calm down." Ketch tells him, Gabriel no longer screaming, but still looking terrified. "Nervy."

Ketch pulls a vial of Gabriel's grace out of his pocket and puts it on the map table.

"Here. Take that. And, uh..." Ketch pulls out an archangel blade, putting it on the table. "The archangel blade."

Ophelia walks to the table cautiously, ignoring Nathan's hissed protests. Keeping a careful eye on Ketch, she reaches out and grabs the vial and the blade.

Gabriel panics, seeing her hold the blade.

"No, no, no, no. Gabriel, it's okay. It's okay." Ophelia soothes as she slowly backs away. "I'm just getting it away from him." She motions to Ketch.

"That little trust?" Ketch asks.

"Given you killed me, yes." Ophelia nods. She puts the blade and vial back on the table, but closer to Sam and Dean.

"See?" She tells Gabriel letting go of the blade. "Nobody's hurting you. I promise."

"Why would you... what's the catch? What do you want?" Sam asks.

"Protection. From Asmodeus." Ketch states.

"The one you're working for?" Dean asks.

"Was working for. But when he finds out that I stole his prize milk cow, well, I imagine he will hunt me to the ends of the earth. So... this is the only safe play I know." Ketch says.