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I don't need you (Gabriel)

WARNINGS~ Swearing, violence, my writing is triggering. Enjoyyyy Lovlies😘💖💋💋💋

Your POV

"Fuck you,Gabriel." I say walking into the empty bunker Living room. The boys had gone on a hunt over in Sioux Falls yesterday and wouldn't be home until tomorrow. " You would." I roll my eyes. " I'm serious Fuck off." You didn't feel well and normal you would be nice and cheery with him but you'd been exhausted from stupid hunts and lack of sleep. He sits down on the couch beside me, wrapping his arm around me. You squirm under him. My phone buzzes from the table.

"Ye'low" I answer. " Hey (y/n), we got a hunt for you." Sam's voice rings. I take the pen out of my pocket. " Hit me."

" Man found with his heart ripped out, Just right outside of town." I nod as he explains, making sure to write it down.  " Okay, okay, yeah. See ya." I hang up and grab my jacket. " and where are you going?" Gabriel asks smirking. " Hunt. Werewolves. You can come if you'd like." His smile grows even wider, " actually - I would." I raise a brow towards him. " Really? You? You're going to hunt?- with me?" He nods grinning. " Is there a problem?" I chuckle shaking me head. " No. No this is going to be fun. Come on Tagalog, get in the car."

"Come on bitch!" I yell towards the werewolf. " That's all you got, fur ball?" Her hair stands up and she growls, pouncing. I swing with the blade, scratching her with the tip of it. Gabriel was off handling the other one, I'd taken down not one but two and just as I thought I was in the safe, another bitch pops up. " Let's go! Cmon you know you want to- Kill me!" She lunges again, just enough to give me an opening. I stab her in the heart and she falls limp; on top of me. " (y/n)? ( Y/n) where you at babe?" I groan. " Under here!" I call and he laughs coming over to pull the 300 pounds of dead-weight off of me.

We stand to go home to crash. Gabriel starts to walk when I realise my shoe is stuck in one of those stupid grates. I bend down and a gush of wind rushes up my back, stupid grate.

Gabriel's POV

I turn around to look for (y/n) as I feel she is no longer behind me. " Are you coming or what slowpoke?" I spot her but behind her is a demon. " (Y/n) ! Behind you!" I scream but it's too late. Everything progresses in seconds and time slows. He smirks at me taking his blade and stabbing her in the back, the fear and pain flashes through her eyes as she collapses. I run over to her , pick her up into my arms.

" Hey- hey sweetheart." She wearily smiles up at me; raising her arm and touching my cheek. "I love you." He voice is weak and raspy. I shake my head as tears well in my eyes. " No no, you're going to be fine." She slowly rubs her thumb on my cheek. " Be good, okay?" I use my own hand and place it over hers. Her hand slipped slowly and I look to see her closing her eyes. " No- No stay with me. (Y/n). (Y/n)!"

Your POV

I feel a weight on me and my eyelids feel like anchors in which I can't pull up. I'm awake yet engulfed by darkness like I'm drowning in it. I try to open my eyes but to no avail. ' Cmon, cmon.' I shout to myself. Finally my eyes open but I'm filled with regret as a bright white light fills them. Where am I? I'm not dead because there's no way I'd be in heaven, that's for sure. My eyes adjust and I find myself on the bunker couch. " Hey kiddo." I look around to place the voice with its face . " Sam?" He smiles and I go to sit up when a wave of dizziness slaps me in the face.

" Hey be easy." Dean comes from behind me putting and hand on my back to support me. " How long have I been out?" I rub my head, which feels as if it might explode. " Three and half days. We were beginning to think you weren't gonna wake up." Dean jokes but behind his smile is a world of worry and the truth. " Where's-" Sam shakes his head grimacing, almost disappointed. " He went out for a while; he'll be back." I nod. Dean smiles at me. " Ice cream?" I nod grinning. " Pie?" I ask and he pulls me into his chest. " My girl." Sam and I chuckle and they help me get to my feet as we head out. 

We walk back to the bunker door, " I don't want to ever look at food again." I mumble feeling as if I were to implode. " I feel you there kid." Dean on the other hand I'm surprised he hasn't already, he was practically hunched over holding his stomach like it was his child. Sam chuckles unlocking the door," Who told you to stop? Who did you not listen to? Exactly." Sam receives the ultimate bitch face as both Dean and I piece his soul with our eyes. As soon as we step foot into the bunker my eyes meet his. Sam sees the tension between us and grabs Dean's arm, pulling him out of earshot.

"Hey." We were no more than ten feet apart yet I don't think we've ever been farther apart. " Hey" his voice is hoarse and quiet, his eyes distant. He slowly walks over and wraps his arms around me and my body shakes as a rush of coldness sweeps over me. We stand like that for awhile, " I don't want you hunting." That's when it ended. I pull myself away from his warm embrace. I can practically feel him shudder as I look at him. " What do you mean ," You don't want me hunting."?" He rubs his face clearly frustrated.

" I don't want you going out a chasing monsters into the night, or dying every other day because you want to be a hero. " My hands run through my hair as I try to hold back the anger growing. " I don't hunt because it's a hobby, or something to keep me busy. It's my life, it's a part of me. Without hunting you and I wouldn't have even met. Without hunting I'd still be back in that town probably sitting in an office buildings spending the rest of my life like a puppet. There's no way in hell i' m quitting this, for that." He sighs.

" No. End of story. No more. I can't risk you getting hurt." That's what set me off. " That's bullshit! You aren't my babysitter Gabriel, and I'm not a damn child." I shout. " Yeah well I might as well be. I mean if you can't take care of yourself how in the hell are you suppose to take care of them or to protect people?! Huh? You act like this big fucking saviour when in reality you're just like the rest of them, a reckless child!"

My face drops. I can see the regret on his face but it doesn't mean it hurts any less. That's one thing I thought he'd never do, compare me to monsters and angels, compare me to the things I hated most. But that changed, because in that moment, if not for at least a second; I hated him.

" FUCK YOU. Go back home to daddy. I don't want you here anymore, I don't want you anywhere FUCKING near me. Your my babysitter? Well you're fired." I turn away from him.

" (Y/n)?" His voice and sifts and it breaks my heart as his hand touches my back. " LEAVE. Just go. I don't want you here and I don't need you." It's quiet and I can feel the sadness of both of us loom in the air until a gust of wind only leaves one of us.

I think that in that moment, maybe he hated me too.