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Friday: Free For All

Happy Friday everyone! I hope the week has treated you well, and the weekend is almost here. Which makes the Free For All perfect right? As usual, all fandoms, pairings, and prompts are welcome today.

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"Gabriel, if you're doing this for Michael..." Lucifer starts, warning and threatening. Lucifer was always good at threatening.

"Screw him," Gabriel says. "If he was standing here, I'd shiv his ass too."

***

"Get her out of here," Sam says. He holds Dean's eyes and puts everything he can into it because he can't leave Gabriel in there facing Lucifer all by himself. Dean raised him too well for that.

Dean huffs and glares.

"Don't faint, princess," he says. "We'll be just down the road."

"I'll be back," Sam promises. (And how many promises to Dean has he broken? So many...and this is not going to be one of them.)

He runs back into the motel as the Impala pulls out - barrels through the doors and into the lobby.

***

"...And I'm not on your side or Michael's," Gabriel says. "I'm on theirs."

"Brother, don't make me do this," Lucifer pleads - but he looks resigned and Gabriel realises that he's probably facing his last moments alive on this or any other plane of existence.

Screw that - he got the Hardy boys out of here, didn't he? Going down in glory...but not if he has anything to say about it. He's got one more trick up his sleeve. If it could fool Kali and the others then maybe, just maybe...

"No one makes us do anything," he says. Buying for time and distracting Lucifer and shifting around behind him even as Lucifer's eyes stay on the shadow-form Gabriel leaves standing between Lucifer and the doorway.

"I know you think you're doing the right thing, Gabriel," Lucifer says. His fingers twitch - he's about to move. "But I know where you're heart truly lies..."

Gabriel hefts his sword, steps forward, and Lucifer turns and reaches for him - the real him, not the shadow him...

"Stop!"

And...they do. Shocked at the interruption, the both of them, and Gabriel's sword is an inch from being buried in his own chest.

Sam fucking Winchester. Master of bad frickin' timing.

Lucifer tightens his grip on Gabriel's arms and twists him around until Gabriel's held tight with a sword - his own freakin' sword, for crying out loud - held against his throat.

"This doesn't concern you," Lucifer says. Gabriel can smell the rotting meat of his brother's vessel and he tries not to gag.

"You can't have him," Sam says, his voice a low, deep growl. Any other time and Gabriel might be tempted to make a flip comment over boys fighting over toys in the playground. Any other time and Gabriel wouldn't have an archangel's blade resting sharp edge against his throat...

"He's my brother," Lucifer says and Gabriel wants to laugh. Since when does family count for a thing amongst any of them anymore?

"You kill him, and I'll never say yes to you," Sam states.

Oh, Sammy, Sammy, Sammy. What in the nine hells are you doing?

"And you will if I let him go?" Lucifer asks. He laughs a little and Gabriel tries his best not to slit his throat on the sword.

"I might," Sam says...

No, no, no, no...

"...but it's not a guarantee."

"More than I'll get otherwise, right?"

"At least this way you have a chance at ever having my body as a vessel," Sam says. He's all looming height and brooding brow and Father forgive him but Gabriel's never wanted the kid as much as he does right this second.

Lucifer takes the sword away from Gabriel's throat and pushes him away at the same time. He stumbles and Sam catches him before he can trip over Baldur's body and fall flat on his face.

"Be seeing you," Lucifer says to them both - see? Lucifer's always been good at threatening - and he disappears in a black flash and rustle of wings.

"Sam..."

"I know, I know. It was stupid and reckless and Dean's probably going to kill me..."

"...I was going to say 'thanks'," Gabriel says. He's still holding on to Sam's jacket.

"Oh," Sam says. He looks a little dumbfounded like he'd been expecting to be lectured for saving Gabriel's life.

"Yeah."

Gabriel leans up - and pulls Sam down a little 'cause, damn, the boy's tall - and presses his mouth to Sam's in a shaky kiss.

"I didn't save you because..."

"I know you didn’t. Always so noble, Sammy."

"Dean's, um...waiting. Just down the road. With Kali."

"Then we'd better go before Kali decides to flame his ass."

Sam wrinkles his nose and huffs out a nervous laugh. He pulls Gabriel out of the door and Gabriel keeps close, his hand slipping off Sam's sleeve only to lace his fingers with the kid's.

...Just to annoy Dean when they roll up. Obviously.

Dean's actually two miles down the road, as it turns out, and Gabriel gets to hold Sam's hand (it's so mud monkey teenager of him, but he can't help it. Doesn't want to help it) and see the flush cover Sam's cheeks and the kid's embarrassed-happy half-grin all the way there.

It's a brand new world - Gabriel's going to have every angel and demon after him now. Somehow, he thinks it might just be worth it.

Lucifer was holding Gabriel a foot or so off the ground, by his neck, when they both heard someone cough discreetly just behind Lucifer, who turned – without letting go of Gabriel – to see who the new arrival was.

“Put him down, Samael,” the new arrival said, in a tone that wasn't quite threatening.

“I don't use that name any more. And I don't answer to Heaven.”

The man sighed. “Well, I can't blame you for the name thing. But you are going to walk away from this.”

“He tried to kill me.”

“Do you blame him?”

Lucifer glared at him. “Azrael, leave this place.”

“You know I'm not using that name now. You should go. Then I won't have to hurt you.”

“Yes, you're using a human name now... guerrero, isn't it... very modern of you, brother.”

“Do you know what it means? Warrior. I chose it for a reason. You should go, Lucifer. Walk away. Just walk away and no-one gets hurt.”

Lucifer met his gaze for a moment, looked back at Gabriel, and sighed. Then he released the archangel in his grip. Gabriel fell to the floor in a heap. Lucifer looked at Guerrero.

“This isn't over, brother.”

“Wasn't expecting it to be.”

~

(yes, yes, I made Guerrero the angel of death. It seemed appropriate...)

DCU, Roy/Tim, Roy has something to say about Tim's enagagment

DCU, Roy/Tim, taking care of a sick Tim.

DCU, Dick/Roy/Tim, a commitment that is life lasting.

I hope that will please you. Sorry for the mistakes, English isn't my mother tongue.

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Sam was trapped. Cornered at a wall, he watched the demons getting close to him. His body tightened, even if he knew he had little chance of getting off. The drug that the demons had given him had made his body more lethargic. His movements was more slower. Sure as Hell, this drug was effective.

"Be nice, Winchester, and make us the job more easier" a demon said.

The words toke time to reach his brain, however, when it was the case, he frowned.

"Never !"
"Too bad"

The demons came near the young hunter and, one of them lifted the fist. It met the Sam's cheek who fell because of the force of the blow. The others demons laughed while the one who had hit him spoke.

"You're pathetic, Winchester"

The demons was about to hit Sam when suddenly a scream resounded.

"Hey !"

All the demons looked around to see a small and brown-haired man. It was the Trickster or rather Gabriel. The first demon spoke again.

"Who are you and what do you do here ?"
"I'm the one who is about to kick you if you don't move away from Sam now" Gabriel answered mockingly.

The demons looked at one another then laughed.

"And what can a shrimp like you do against us ?"

The archangel smiled and snapped his fingers. Suddenly, a knife appeared and penetrated in the host's heart. The demon screamed and left.

"That" answered Gabriel.

The others demons stared to the archangel furiously. Sam watched them disappearing astounded. Gabriel sighed.

"That demons are such in a pain !"

He came near the young hunter who was always on the floor and held one's hand out to him.

"Come with me if you want to live. Others demons won't take time to come."
"Why do you want to save me ?"
"The questions are for after. Now, give me your hand."

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Going to split this into two parts, since i've got a bitch of a headache, but i wanted to get something up for ya.

Also. Um. It's almost..lacking crack?

Dean Winchester, as much as he denied it, was born into this life. He fought his past tooth and nail, denying his family history, denying his family.
Destiny, his assistant, Castiel would say in his too-low gravel, eyes bright and knowing as he regarded Dean. Dean would tell him he was full of it, and to pass the monkey wrench.

He was Dean Winchester, small town car mechanic, nothing special. No one special.

That was then.

He was opening his shop, when Castiel spoke up from behind him.

“You are needed.”

Dean jumped. His assistant was a sneaky one, and Dean was pretty sure the guy slept in the shop. “A little warning, next time, will you?”

Cas nodded, and remained silent while Dean got ready for the day. “There is a problem with the abomination.”

Dean nearly dropped his tools at this. “Cas, what have I told you…” he hissed. The ‘abomination’, as Cas tactlessly put it, was Dean’s little brother- if you could call six and a half feet of adult male little.

“I apologize,” Cas said, sounding anything but. “Sam woke up.”

Sam woke up. Sammy, who had tumbled over a guardrail on the highway trying to get some guy named Nick not to jump, but got pulled after when Nick did jump.
Sam, who the doctors pronounced brain dead at the hospital, and left for Dean to decide his fate.
Sam, who was currently in the basement of a car repair shop in the middle of nowhere, hidden away while Dean used all the demonic rituals he’d grown up learning about preventing in a life he’d tried to deny to bring Sam back.

Sam was awake.

Dean rushed downstairs, ignoring Cas, who followed him silently.

The basement was in shambles, but Dean could make out distorted groans of confusion, and in the dark was the large form of his brother, pressed against the wall.

“Easy, Sam,” Dean said, soothingly. “Easy, buddy, it’s me. It’s Dean.”

Sam turned to Dean, blinking.

Behind Dean, there was a soft scuffle as Castiel moved to a beat up cassette player, going through tapes that Dean had constantly played while his brother was asleep.

“He’s alive, Cas,” Dean breathed out, quietly.
Sam regarded Dean, curiously, a hint of recognition in his eyes.

Dean stepped forward, carefully, as Sam shuffled toward Dean.

“Sammy.”

It was the heat of the moment
Telling me what my heart meant
The heat of the moment showed in your eyes The cassette player suddenly blared out.

Dean jumped, and spun to glare at Cas, who’s eyes widened, slightly, guilty.

Sam covered his ears, and howled.

"He really doesn't like that song," a new voice spoke up.

Dean jerked from trying to calm his panicked brother, to see a gorgeous blonde woman with the most fantastic breasts Dean had ever seen, and perched on the edge of Sam's bed.

A blonde that Dean was sure as hell wasn't sitting there a second ago.

It was Castiel's soft intake of breath that broke the sudden silence, eyes on the woman.

"Gabriel."

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SPN, Dean, Castiel - Dean's the one getting in Castiel's space all the time and Castiel doesn't like it.

DCU, Kid Devil/Blue Beetle, a cross and a can of Raid would defeat them

SPN, Dean+Sam+Cas or Dean/Sam/Cas, when the angels are fighting the demons over Anna, Alistair manages to rough Cas up despite Dean's last minute intervention. The boys get all angsty/guilty over it, but things don't improve when Castiel finds out Sam basically set him up.

SPN, Ruby/Castiel, she should shy away from him because of what he is, but when she sees him getting ambushed by some demons, she can't help but intervene.

Hellboy, HB/Abe/John - now that's he's one of them (you get to pick his powers) HB and Abe bring John into their relationship.

The World Ends With You, Joshua/Neku, crossdressing and headphones

Supernatural, Ellen and Missouri, stopping the end of the world, one sexist idiot at a time

DCU, Lex/Tim, "He's half Conner. He's half Conner. He's half Conner."

Supernatural/Ghostfacers, The Ghostfacers reaction when they read the Supernatural books that feature them.

Prince Of Persia, the princes, The upper hand

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Friday: Free For All

You can't have him, SPN, Sam/Gabriel + Lucifer - Pt1/2

You can't have him, SPN, Sam/Gabriel + Lucifer - Pt2/2

Supernatural/Human Target; Lucifer, Gabriel, Guerrero; Walk Away And No-One Gets Hurt

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Filled. Part 1/2

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Re: Crazy Like Ophelia, Gen, PG, Set Season 1

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