The Winchesters, Heaven, and Hell (Supernatural fanfic)

Chapter Twelve - Changing Channels: Part Three

Everything dissolves around me, into blackness. 

A room materialises around me. A make believe room. Like the Simpsons. Castiel is lying on the floor next to the door. I'm on the other side of that door, facing Sam and Dean, and Gabriel comes in, all jolly. I stare at him. Unbelievable. I think.

"Hey! Thank you! Ladies. Stop!" He says. Castiel gets up; there is a piece of sellotape over his mouth; he cant talk. "Hi Castiel" He looks at Cass, then makes him go away.

"Where did you just send him?" Dean questions, looking at Gabriel.

"Relax." Gabriel replies. "He'll live.........maybe."

"You know what? Done with the monkey dance." Dean says, coming over to Gabriel. They hardly glance at me. "Okay. We get it." 

"Yeah? Get what hotshot?"

"Playing our roles, that's the game?"

"Half the game." Gabriel corrects

"Whats the other half?" Sam says, looking at him.

"Play your roles" He motions towards a random spot "Out there"

"Whats that supposed to mean?" Dean says

"Well, ya' know." He motions to Sam "Sam staring as Lucifer." Then to Dean, "Dean staring as Michael.  Your celebrity desk match! Play. Your. Roles" 

"You want us to say Yes to those sons a bitches?" Sam asks, bewildered

"Hells yeah. Lets light this candle!" Gabriel replies

"If we do that, the world will end." Sam snaps back

"Yeah....and.....who's fault is that? Who popped Lucifer out of the box? Hm?" Gabriel looks between the two boys. "Look. Its started. You've started it. Cant be stopped. So lets get it over with"

" Heaven or Hell? Which side are you on?" Dean says

"I'm not on either side." Gabriel replies.

"Yeah right. You grab an ankle for Michael or Lucifer. Which one is it?"

Gabriel sighs. "You listen to me you arrogant dick. I don't work for either of those S.O.P's. Believe me."

"Well your somebodies bitch." Dean says. Gabriel looks at him, then turns him and pins him against the wall.

"Don't you ever, ever pretend to know what i am" After a minute, he lets go of Dean, looks to Sam, then back. "Now listen very closely. Here's whats gonna happen. Your gonna suck it up, except your responsibilities, and play the roles that destiny has chosen for you"

"And if we don't?" Sam says

Gabriel looks at Dean, then back at Sam. "Then you'll stay here in TV land.... forever. Six-hundred channels with nothing's on." He clicks his fingers, and the whole world evaporates around me.

We land in a field. CSI it looks like. Sam and Dean turn to me, astonished to see me here. "Where the hell did you go!" Dean nearly shouts. 

"Dude. Seriously. Shut up" Sam says, then looks at me. "You okay?" 

"Fine." I say. I guess they didn't see me in the last TV show thing. I sigh. looking around. "You two okay?"

"Fine." Dean says. "Just a little..." he trails off, as they look around the place. "Oh come on." He says

"So, what do you think?" a police man comes up behind them.