Sam, Dean, and Daphne are at a motel and Dean is on the phone while Sam is unpacking and Daphne is sitting on the couch.
"Yeah. No, we just got in. Mm-hmm." Dean tells Cas. He takes the phone away from his ear. "What are you doing? Don't unpack." He tells Sam.
"Dude, we could be here for days." Sam says.
"No. No. Hey, hell, no." Dean objects. "Hey-- no, not you." He tells Cas. "That's... just call us when you get to Amarillo, all right?" Dean hangs up. "All right, look, Rowena's spell said that Gabriel would be here."
"Yeah, here or in Texas." Sam says.
"Yeah, she tracked his essence -- which, gross -- to both places. So, Cas is gonna hit up the Lone Star State in a few hours and we will check this place out." Dean says.
"Okay. And that could take some time." Sam says.
"Which we don't have." Dean says as Sam sits on one of the beds. "Look, I know you know that we've been following leads for the past two weeks. We have nothing to show for it. Meanwhile, Billy, mom, Jack, they could be hurt. Or worse."
Daphne tenses up at the possibility of her brother dead.
"And we're stuck here in this stupid motel room..." Dean kicks the bed his brother is sitting on, "doing..." The bed starts vibrating making Sam jump off it. Dean kicks the bed again making the vibrating stop.
"Bonus." Dean says and Sam gives him a look.
"Okay, definitely not sharing a bed with you." Daphne says.
"Looking for some runaway, dumbass archangel who doesn't wanna be found." Dean finishes his statement.
"You realize if he doesn't wanna be found, given he's an archangel, he probably won't be found." Daphne comments.
"Yes, I know the possibility of that happening, Daph. Thank you." Dean rolls his eyes.
There's a knock on the door making both brothers pull their guns out. Dean aims his gun at the door and Sam opens it to reveal an injured Gabriel.
"Hey, fellas. Looking for me?" Gabriel asks.
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Sam patched Gabriel up who is now sitting on the couch while Dean stands off to the side and Daphne is sitting on the kitchenette counter.
"All right, this is gonna hurt a little bit." Sam warns the archangel while placing gauze over his wound.
"A little?" Gabriel asks in a strained voice before groaning in pain.
"How'd you know we were here?" Dean asks.
"Come on. I felt your witch's tracking spell the second she laid it on me. Tasted like haggis." Gabriel says.
"So now you're in trouble?" Sam asks.
"What gave you that idea?" Gabriel asks.
"The blood." Daphne comments like it's obvious.
"You show up on our doorstep bleeding like a stuck pig." Dean says.
"This?" Gabriel motions to his side. "Eh, you know, you... roll into town for a little R&R, stumble into the wrong poker game, take a guy's money, his wife... things get messy.
"You're trying to tell us you came here for R&R?" Sam asks.
"Yeah, this isn't exactly the Riviera." Dean says.
"I know, right? Huh. Yeah, so, anyway, um... I don't suppose you guys have any more of my grace laying around, right?" Gabriel asks. "Cause, uh, the tank's a little low."
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Fanfiction[ supernatural -- seasons 9-15 ] Billy and Daphne stand alone: Freaks Come Out at Night I DO NOT own Supernatural, any of the show's characters or storylines. I ONLY own my OCs and their storylines.
