Not A Day Goes By - (Gabriel x Reader)

part 2

Your eyes searches his face, it was bloody and beaten. But it was his lips that broke you most of all, they had been sewn shut.

“Cas his mouth….” Your voice cracked as you spoke

“He wouldn’t let me touch it Y/n” you nodded and took a step towards the man you loved, but when he flinched you stopped dead.

“Gabriel what happened to you?” you whispered more to yourself than to him, you’d never seen him so broken.

“He was in hell Y/n, that’s where he was found” Sam spoke softly from behind you.

Hell? Had he been there all this time? Dean had been in hell for four months and to him it had been forty years….if Gabriel had been in hell this entire time…that must be almost one thousand years. Your heart shattered, what had they done to him?

Did he think he was still in Hell? Did he think this was all a trick? Did he even know who you were? The very though that he didn’t remember you or that he had no memory of the life you shared, your love for one another caused you very soul to ache.

“Gabriel?” his eyes that were unfocused and empty settled on yours, their usual rich amber colour seemed lifeless and cold

“Gabriel do you remember me?” you asked sweetly shrugging off your thick, bulky jacket, trying to make yourself seem smaller and less of a threat. Showing him that you had no weapons and you weren’t going to hurt him.

He couldn’t speak but he made no indication that he understood you or that he did recognize you in anyway.

“I’m Y/n remember?” you say breathlessly, you swallow the lump that had formed in your throat and continue.

“Remember the first time we met?” your lip twitching with a smirk at the memory that fills your mind “at the college?” you take a cautions step forward and this time he didn’t flinch

“Remember when the boys tricked you with that fake argument and Sam, Bobby and I snuck into the theatre?” another small step with no reaction.

“Remember you made that guy with the chainsaw appear and attack Sam and Bobby?”

Step.

“Remember when I ran down the stairs to help Dean fight those two women you dreamed up, that were kicking the shit out of him?” you could almost feel the bitchface that Dean was throwing behind you.

Step.

“Remember when you froze me on the spot next to you and when the blonde went to attack me you stopped her?”

Step. You were getting close now and he suddenly noticed, panic grew over his face.

“Hey it’s ok, I’m not going to hurt you Gabriel, I'd never hurt you” you promise trying to calm him, letting him settle back down before continuing.

“Remember after Dean stabbed you? How I came back early the next morning? I made up some bullshit excuse that I needed to go see a friend near by and I took Bobby's car and drove to the college and I walked those halls again, because I knew it was too easy”

You didn’t move again, you were close enough to see him clearly now. The damage they had done to him. The fear on his face.

“Remember when I found you? Or rather when you found me?” you smiled “you said ‘I knew you were the smart one’” you laughed as a tear fell from you eye and trail its way down you cheek.

“Remember when you told me your name?” you all but whispered, but you knew he heard you. “You’d basically told me who you were and I never realised till all that time later, so much for smart huh?” you watch as he releases his hold on his legs, his demeanour changing.

“Remember when I didn’t tell the boys you were still alive?” you could feel the disapproval radiating off the Winchester's but that would be a conversation for another day. “Because even back then, when I barely knew you I couldn't stand the thought of anyone hurting you”

Gabriel looked at you but you could see him processing your words, trying to figure out if this was some kind of trick.

“I'd never hurt you Gabe” his eyes snapped up....Gabe....does no one else called him that? Was that just you? You tried again, this time added another thing you’d only ever said to him

“Gabe, it’s me. It’s really me, I swear. With all my heart” your voice broke as you recalled the time you’d sworn to him with all of your heart, something you’d learnt from your parents. Something you only ever shared with him.

Gabe frowned slightly eyeing you cautiously as he raised his hand. You heard the brothers’ shift behind you fearing he’d lash out, but you raised your hand over your shoulder telling them to stop.

Once he was happy that the brothers had stopped Gabe reached further until his hand was reaching for yours. You took a breath and steadied your nerves, you’d be touching him for the first time in eight years, and your heart could barely contain itself. You raised your own hand slowly; you stopped just shy of making contact leaving that to him when he was comfortable.

You could see his chest pant as if he had to psych himself up to the seemingly small, simple task. You closed your eyes and let the tears fall as you waited. Time passed so slowly you thought he’d pulled away, when suddenly you felt the warmth of skin grab you hand and everything in the world seemed to have meaning again.

You opened your eyes to see Gabriel’s go wide with shock, you were real; all it took was one touch and he knew. You watched as he shifted slowly onto his knees, he pulled you closer using your hand before releasing it and embracing you. He was still kneeling on the floor; his head buried itself into your stomach and his arms clinging around your hips as though you'd disappear if he let you go.

You slowly let your arms wrap around him, your breath stuttered as you ran your finger through his hair; scraping your finger over his scalp soothingly.  He was back. He was back with you. He was home.