http://murf1307.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] murf1307.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] comment_fic 2011-12-01 08:57 pm (UTC)

Title: In Which Sam is Sick of Mysteries (And Gabriel Doesn't Care)

Sam Winchester has grown up surrounded by mysteries, by the things that go “bump” in the night. He really doesn’t mind it most of the time –

Until he meets the Trickster.

The Trickster kills his brother every day for over a hundred days, and then lets everything go back to normal – as normal as it ever gets for a Hunting life.

And then, well, he finds out that the Trickster isn’t even a Trickster, but the Archangel Gabriel.

So he stands up to his full height – towering over Gabriel’s vessel – and tells him that, from this point on, there will be no mysteries, no lies, and no more fucking tricks, or so help him, he will find a way to off the very Messenger of the Annunciation.

To his surprise, all Gabriel does is stand up on tiptoe, kiss him, and disappear in a snap of fingers and a flutter of wings.

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