Trouble With The Trickster || Gabriel - Supernatural

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"How can we contact them, then?" Gabriel held me close to him as the sun began to rise outside the sigil-covered window.

Dad considered it. "Telepathy?"

"Too risky, I'd think. Cas and the God Squad might sense it," I sniggered at Gabe's ridiculous nickname for them, "What?" he grinned, "I reckon they should start a band with that name. Castiel could do the vocals with his dulset, boring tone... They'd be a hit!"

"Oh yeah, I'd buy all his albums," I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

"Well, how about calling them normally? There must be a landline somewhere in this place," Dad trailed off, getting up to go look.

"There's one on the wall in the other room, if I remember rightly..." I called after him.

"It's a good job that I know at least one of Bobby's numbers," he hummed, returning with the phone in his hand and punching in the first one he probably thought of. It rang for a few seconds before we heard someone pick up.

"Hello?" Bobby's voice radiated from the speaker as Dad handed the phone to me, mouthing 'he likes you more than me'. I rolled my eyes at him and he stuck his tongue out.

"Hey, Bobby? Are you alone?"

"What? Who is this?"

I couldn't help sighing. "Elizabeth," I told him through gritted teeth, hearing an 'oh' from the other end, "Now, are you alone? If you're not, try and make an excuse for me, would you?"

"Oh, hey Jody!" he suddenly said, though I had no idea who Jody was. His voice went muffled so I guessed he covered the receiver with his hand, "Don't worry, Sam. It's just Sheriff Mills. She's got a case. I'll go talk to her in the basement..." I heard footsteps and then a heavy door closing, "Beth, Cas is upstairs so make it quick."

"Okay. We made it to the house fine and the guys found a thingy to hide them which seems to have worked. We're gonna stay here a while, if that's okay, but I kinda need another favour...?"

"Yeah, that's fine. No one uses that place anymore. What's the favour?" he asked gruffly but there was a kindness in his voice.

"If you have time when Castiel is out of the house can you try and research a bit more into my species?" I asked and he made an unsure sound, "Bobby, I can walk straight through devil's traps. And angel protection sigils don't affect me."

"What? I've never heard of anything like that..."

"Neither have Gabriel or Balthazar. This is getting serious, please Bobby? If he won't leave, make up a case and send him with Sam and Dean," I pleaded.

"Yeah, okay. I'll try my best. Tell your Dad that he was right, Cas believed the bull crap story we fed him but he's still suspicious of Gabriel so watch your backs," he advised, clearing his throat as a door opened in the background, "So yeah, you just stab it seven times in the chest with a silver knife and it should be dead. Then, salt and burn it."

"Thank you, Bobby," I said sincerely, guessing Castiel was probably listening to what he was saying now.

"No problem. You can call me anytime, Jodie..." he sighed and then hung up. Dad and Gabe both looked at me expectantly as I went to put the phone back on the hook.

I came back and sat beside Gabe before he pulled me onto his lap, "He's on it. We can stay here for as long as we need and Castiel is off your case slightly but he's still suspicious," I told them, looking over my shoulder at Gabe, "I wouldn't go showing your face just yet."

"Wasn't planning on it... I don't like fried wings as much as the next angel..."

"Was Cas there at the time?" Dad asked and I nodded.

"Yeah, Bobby went to the basement and pretended I was someone called... Jody Mills? Ring any bells with either of you?" Gabe shook his head but Dad looked like he was thinking back.

"Sheriff?" I nodded, "Yeah, I've met her before. She's a friend of the guys', helps them cover up any legal problems they run into... Hmm, now that you mention her, she might be willing to help us..."

"Do you even know where she is?" I pointed out and he just shrugged.

"Darling, I'm an angel. I'll find her in no time. Stay here with Gabriel." And with that he flew off, leaving me with my mouth hung open, mid-thought.

"You'll catch flies," Gabe smirked beside me, kissing me, "or angels..."

"Take the pizza back, there's way too much cheese..." I joked, punching his chest lightly as he held me closer. "Ah, Gabe... Can't... Breathe..."

"Oops, sorry," he laughed, "Here, have some more oxygen." Before I could protest, he pulled me down into another kiss, invading my mouth immediately with his tongue and making me moan as he clutched my waist.

"Back n- whoa! PDA! My eyes!" Dad's voice cried behind me and I looked back to see him covering his face while a woman with short brown hair cracked up in kind laughter beside him. "Has it stopped? Am I safe?

"Dad!" I whined, slapping him gently on the arm to make him stop before turning to the lady, "I hope he was polite before abducting you..."

"Hey! I didn't abduct her. She came willingly..." Dad protested and I shook my head disbelievingly but she nodded. "You have such limited faith in me, Elizabeth..."

"Wow, that's a change for him," I raised an eyebrow at the woman, "You must be Jody. Has my Dad explained the situation to you?"

"Vaguely," she replied, taking the seat I offered her, "I'm guessing you're Elizabeth, the half angel, half demon?" I nodded, noticing her gulp nervously, "I'm not exactly big on all this stuff but I'll help however I can. What do you need?"

"Are you busy at the moment?" She shook her head. "We could do with some inside information from Bobby's house but if any of them started asking questions, Castiel would get suspicious. I figured he wouldn't suspect you of helping us..."

"Okay. What is it that you want to know?"

I smiled, surprised at how kind she was being about all of this, "We need to know what Castiel plans to do with me once he finds me. If you could find out, that would be super helpful because at the moment we have no idea..."

"I can't guarantee results but I'll try. I guess you'll be taking me back now so that I can head over there?" she looked to Dad and he nodded, taking her arm, "Hopefully, I can bring back some news."

"Thanks, Jody. It means a lot." Then, they disappeared again as Gabe folded his forearms across me, "I hope she can find out something..."

He rested his chin on my shoulder, "I hope so, too..."