Trouble With The Trickster || Gabriel - Supernatural

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Gabe held me as the truth began to sink in. The more I thought about it, the more I could sense it myself... I had a child growing inside of me... the child of an angel and a Nephalem...

"We've created another abomination, haven't we?" was the first question I asked after about ten minutes of thought.

They both looked at me in surprise, probably expecting me to burst out in sobs or something but I remained calm. "Probably," Gabe sighed, pulling me into his side and stroking my hair with his hand, "I'm sure I've managed worse in my time..."

"Even if you haven't, I have..." Lucifer chimed in and I wasn't sure I wanted to know what he'd done in the past that he thought was bad. The guy thought killing people was an okay thing to do but I wasn't gonna argue with Satan.

"My Dad's gonna kill you..." I looked up at Gabe through the strands of hair that'd fallen into my eyes.

"We've created an abomination and you're pregnant and you still care about what your Dad's gonna do..." he trailed off as realisation hit him, "Shit, you're Dad's gonna kill me..."

I laughed into his shirt, "I'm sure he won't kill you that much... besides, it's my fault, too..."

"You're not the one he's gonna blame, Beth!" he cried, wide-eyed and breathing manically, "He's gonna ki-"

"No offence, that doesn't matter now," Lucifer interrupted him calmly, turning to me, "Since your vessel is human, we have nine months before we have to worry about anything... in the meantime - Michael? Ring any bells?"

"Oh, shut up, Satan! Let him have a little meltdown..." I argued bluntly as Luci smirked, tilting his head at me.

"Y'know, I wasn't kidding when I said I liked you... You've got spunk and spunk is a word one can rarely use in social situations... That makes you likeable..." I shot him a glare as he rambled on, "Okay, shutting up."

"I'm fine..." Gabe managed, regaining his breath after a slight panic attack. He still looked pretty flustered.

"You sure about that, dude?" Lucifer questioned, taking in Gabe's red face and continuous hyperventilating, "How about we leave you alone? Let you have a little rest... Beth will be fine with me."

"I will?" I raised an eyebrow at how much faith he had in himself.

"Yeah... a Nephalem and the Devil himself going out on the town, what could possibly go wrong?" he laughed, turning back to Gabe who had lay back on the pillows and was trying to calm himself down, "I think that's a yes... Let's go."

Luci grabbed my hand and suddenly zapped us into the centre of an abandoned diner that Gabe and I had walked past on the way into town. He pulled up a chair and gestured for me to sit down, "I wasn't expecting that reaction from him... he's acting like he's the pregnant one..." I glanced down at my abdomen, still overwhelmed by the fact.

"Surely you've seen how protective your own dad is?" He snapped his fingers and two cans of Pepsi appeared on the table in front of us.

"Well, yeah but... wait, how do you know my Dad is overprotective?" I cocked an eyebrow at him, cracking the can open and taking a huge gulp, the cool drink calming me slightly.

"Uh, one, he's my brother, too," he counted on his fingers, "and, two, I was watching when he thought you'd been kidnapped by Castiel... he almost smited Gabriel..." He seemed to roll his eyes at his family's ridiculousness.

"Wow... stalker..." I muttered, making him chuckle.

"Hello? Satan?" he replied with a smidge of sass ebbing into his voice, "It's basically my job to stalk people. As soon as your protection wore off, I was watching you and your dad... making sure he wasn't an idiot... making sure you didn't get killed..."

"Where were you when Gabe was being tortured? He almost died-"

He cut me off, "I can't go anywhere near Heaven. Believe me, I would've been there if I could but I'm locked out by Michael." The look in his eyes convinced me he was telling the truth.

I sighed, taking another swig of the caramely liquid, "Okay... so we've got one out-of-order archangel... we can't exactly do much against Michael without him, can we?"

Luci leaned back on his chair, crossing one leg over the other knee, "I don't know, can we? You tell me." I gave him an odd look as he placed a finger to his lip in thought. "What powers do you have?"

My face dropped, "N-no... I can't take on an angel..."

"Well neither can your boyfriend at the moment, honey," he countered, raising an eyebrow, "If he can't help, I'm gonna need a back-up plan, aren't I? What can you do?"

"Nothing, really..." I tried lying but he looked at me pointedly and I knew I had no chance against him. He practically invented the art. "Fine... so far Gabe has taught me telekinesis, telepathy, uh, that thing where you run really fast...?"

"Velocity."

"Yeah, that... Uh, I think that's it..." I concluded as Lucifer shook his head, crossing his arms.

"Lies..." he sang, looking up at me in disappointment, "Really, Beth? Lying to the Devil? A fiddle of gold against your soul says you know more than you're letting on..."

"I don't have a soul," I countered though personally I wasn't sure if I did.

"Well, along with being besides the point, that's not true... even I have a soul..."

"Really?"

He shook his head, "No, that was a complete lie. It burned when I fell..." He chuckled at the thought before staring expectantly at me, "I'm still waiting for an honest answer. If you won't tell me, I'll dig through your mind again and you know what I found last time..."

I gulped as he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, "I still hate you for doing that..."

He held a hand to his chest in mock hurt, "Really? I got you laid didn't I?"

"Shut up..." He smirked. "Let's see... I know how to control the weather? Uh, I can move things with my mind?"

"That's telekinesis. You already said that..." he pointed out and I shrugged, "That all?"

I thought for a moment before nodding, "Yeah. I've only been in this for about two weeks, cut me some slack..."

"Of course... well, I guess I could show you how to do more... show you the ropes..." he hummed, getting up and pacing over to the door at the back of the diner. He turned back to me with his hand on the handle, "Come on, then."

"Where are we going now?" I pushed my chair back, standing and grabbing my Pepsi can from the tabletop.

Luci rolled his eyes, "I don't know. Anywhere that's out of the way. Come on!" He seemed eager and an eager Satan was a scary Satan in my eyes...

"Okay..."