Supernatural in Real Life 5

Chapter 50

A/N Usually I'd say something about how cool it is that we've reached chapter 50, but we're probably closer to 80 chapters by now. This isn't really an accomplishment anymore. Anyway, have a short as f chapter.

Michael and Alexis are snuggling on the couch when he hears it.
Michael, come here, now.
"Crap," he mutters, capturing Alexis' attention.
"What?"
"I have to go," he says quickly. "I don't know when I'll be back. Just remember: you're safe with Balthazar."
"But —"
Michael presses a quick kiss to her forehead. "I'll be back as soon as I can. It shouldn't be more than a day. Bye, Alexis."
With that, he flies away, leaving a confused Alexis behind. She sighs and lies down on the couch. How long does she have to wait for more snuggles?

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Now back to your regularly scheduled program: Bailey's POV

I wake up clinging to Gabriel like my life depends on it. Taking slow, deep breaths, I try to slow my heartbeat, but it's easier said than done. Gabriel rubs my back comfortingly, calming me down a little bit.
"Nightmare?" he asks softly, his usually joking voice full of compassion and sympathy.
"Mm," I confirm.
"Want to talk about it?"
"Mm mm," I decline.
After all, that was his brother in my dream. I know he would understand, partially because he's Gabriel and he always understands but mostly because we both saw Lucifer yesterday, and I would have been surprised if thoughts of him and what he could do didn't haunt my dreams. Still, I would feel kinda of awkward explaining everything I watched his brother do in my sleep.
"Alright," Gabriel replies, not pushing me to talk. "And how are you holding up?"
I don't answer, burying my head in his chest instead. If there's one thing I love about Gabriel, it's knowing that he won't judge me. I could do anything — I could destroy an entire city — and he wouldn't think less of me. That sounds like an exaggeration, but look at Lucifer. If he can still have even a little faith in the murderous monster that is his brother, I know he won't judge me for sobbing uncontrollably.
He doesn't try to console me with meaningless phrases like "It's okay" because we both know it's not okay. It won't be for a while. It may never be okay again. I don't know.
And I wish I could say that with Gabriel, it does feel okay. I wish I could say he makes me feel fine. But being here with him is just moderate relief at most. I don't think anything could make me feel better right now. Not unless Macie comes back somehow. But I know she won't, and I know it will hurt, but eventually, things will go back to normal. Right?