Trouble With The Trickster || Gabriel - Supernatural

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Both of them slept straight through the rest of the day and the night, secure in the knowledge that they were hidden from the 'God Squad' as Gabe had put it. I sat alone in the other room, considering everything that had happened in the past two days while they rested - learning about my real family; the angels coming after us; meeting the guys in Dakota; Gabriel...

No matter what I thought of, it always seemed to circle back to him. I was still unsure on how I felt about the situation, he was a flirt like my Dad had said so how was I supposed to know what was genuine to him and what was just him playing about? The look in his eyes after Dad threw him across the room looked pretty genuine but I don't know if I can trust him...

Then there was the kiss.

I'll admit, I definitely felt something as his lips touched mine. It wasn't the cliché fireworks moment but it was a significant sensation which sent warmth through my body, as if he was healing me with his lips.

As I sat, pondering, I heard shuffling from the other room. Checking the clock on the wall, I saw that it was just past three am.

"Beth?" Gabe's voice whispered through the room. I considered staying quiet but I figured we needed to talk.

"In here." He appeared in the doorway, his face lighting up slightly as he saw me. "How come you're awake before my Dad?"

He sighed, "The ritual took more energy from me but I can heal quicker than he can. He'll probably still be out cold for a few hours. Why aren't you asleep?"

"I'm not used to it so I can function without it." He nodded and I guessed Dad had told him about what my mother had done.

"Er... how are you?" I attempted to make conversation but he shook his head.

"Let's not do this, skipping over what happened thing, okay?" I nodded reluctantly, looking down at my hands in my lap. "I think we need to talk..."

"I agree," I whispered, not really wanting to but I knew it had to happen.

"I kissed you," he said bluntly, looking directly at me.

"Yes, you did."

"And... I'm almost certain... you kissed back...?" he muttered, slightly less confident.

"...yes." Gabe's head snapped up as I choked out the word. "Yes, Gabe... I did..."

"Y-you did? Why?" he asked, posing perhaps the most difficult question to answer.

I stuttered, trying to come up with a reason, "I... don't know. It just felt... right?" He looked disheartened by my choice of words, "Don't look like that. I really like you, Gabe..." I crossed the gap between us and reached for his hand, gently squeezing
his fingers to show I meant it.

"I like you, too," he replied hoarsely, "I feel like I've known you forever after everything we went through yesterday..."

"Shut up, Gabe," I breathed, abruptly closing the space between us and pressing my lips softly to his as he stepped backwards in shock. He got over it quickly and began kissing me back, reaching up and tangling his hand in my hair before flipping us round and pushing me gently against the wall behind him.

My pulse was racing and I knew he could sense it as he deepened the kiss, moaning quietly against my lips and breathing hard as he eventually pulled away to rest his forehead against mine. He flinched slightly as I opened my eyes, "I'm gonna have to get used to that... Apparently, they turn grey when you're excited, too..."

"Oh," I giggled breathily, trying my best to calm down but I couldn't when he was so close to me, "Uh, I can't turn them off..."

"Don't worry, it's cool anyway..." Gabe moved back slightly, checking that my Dad hadn't stirred. I don't think he enjoyed being thrown against a wall... "What are we going to do about him?"

I shook my head, "I don't know. He's gonna kill you if he finds out..."

"Let's just see how this works out first, okay? I don't know about you, but I," he pecked my lips, "rather," he pecked them again, "enjoyed," and again, "that." He smirked before pulling me into a final, deeper kiss, pulling away again after a minute or two.

"Stop it..." I blushed as he pulled away, chuckling at the sight of my red face in the dim, flickering candlelight. Suddenly, he was silenced by a groan coming from the main room as it sounded like Dad was waking up.

"Elizabeth?" he called out into the darkness which scarily reminded me of my old room.

I shushed Gabriel, "Yeah, we're in here, Dad. We didn't want to wake you with the light." I heard shuffling and then Balthazar appeared in the doorway, looking slightly worse for wear after the ritual.

"I'm guessing it worked then?" he asked, looking to Gabe who still looked slightly flustered but Dad didn't seem to notice.

"Yeah, that lot can't find us now," Gabe replied, pointing upwards to indicate Heaven, "we should probably stay here though, while it's safe."

"Yeah. How are you guys then?"

"We're fine," I rushed before realising how suspicious I sounded, "We were just thinking about what to do next." It wasn't a complete lie...

"I figured we could try contacting Sam or Dean. I know you don't really like them, Gabriel, but they are our only allies in this..." he argued as Gabriel made an unflattering sound. I slapped his arm as Dad turned to go back, "Oh and, by the way, I heard every single word..."

I looked up at Gabe as both of our eyes went wide, "What? Every single word of what?" he tried to cover up.

"Don't even try, Gabriel," Dad turned on his heel, "As you have failed to noticed, I am not angry."

"Y-you're not?" I asked, not sure if I'd heard him right.

"No, I'm not," he turned to Gabe, "If it were anyone else, I would be, but I know you, Gabriel. We've always had each other's backs, have we not? So I have full assurance that you will not harm her in any way... Besides, in all our years, I've never seen you fall for someone so hard or so quickly, I can tell you really do care for Elizabeth. Protect her with your life."

"I will, Balthy. I promise," Gabe said, greatly relieved as if a weight had been removed from his shoulders. He took my hand in his and looked between Dad and I, "Thank you."