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Dating Two Archangels Part 2

Part 1

"Chuck?"

Chuck looked past you and you followed his gaze. it was a younger version of you, running into the bunker with tears in your eyes.

"(Y/N), please. Talk to us," Sam said as he came into the bunker.

"Why is this a happy memory?" Chuck asked you as he joined your side.

"What?" You asked him.

"You just died. You're in heaven."

"I'm dead?" You asked. He nodded.

"yes, you died in the street, killed by a demon." You remember this, of course, but it felt like a dream.

"Then what are you doing here? I thought you didn't interfere?"

"I want to watch the rest of this," He said. You look back at the memory.

The younger you turned and glared at Sam.

"Just leave me alone, Sam. For once will you mind your own damn business?"

"(Y/N, please, you haven't said much since those demons had you. I just want to make sure your okay." You remember this conversation. You hated it.

"Well, maybe you should go check on your brother, he needs your help more than I do," With that, past you stormed out of the room.

You looked at Chuck before following the memory into your bedroom.

Past you threw everything off the dresser and bed before screaming. She suddenly started rummaging through a dresser drawer. She pulled out a phone. She looked at it for a moment before sighing and opening it up and pressing call.

"Hey," she said. She listened, biting her lip. "I'm sorry. I just- it kinda scared me. You don't have a good reputation. At all." She listened for a moment before a small smile formed on her lips. "I mean I would like it, but my brothers know who you are."

A flap of wings later and there was a dark and menacing shadow in the room.

You stumbled back, into Chuck's arms. He cursed.

"Chuck?" Your voice trembled.

"He isn't allowed here. He won't appear to you."

"But...Chuck?" He was back at watching your memory that was tainted by being unable to see Lucifer.

"That is weird seeing you do that. I'm used to you being human."

"Oh darling, I didn't mean to lead you to think I was human, it just happened. I didn't want you to leave me."

Even his voice was different to the point that it terrified you.

"Chuck, if heaven is just reliving my best memories, I can't do that. Look at him," You sobbed. Chuck put his hands on your shoulders and turned you to him.

"I know, but you're here. I hope you'll learn to accept it."

"No." You glared at him. He faltered.

"No?" He asked.

"no. Send me back." Chuck sighed, dropping his hands.

"You know it's not that simple."

"Then make it that simple. My brothers have done it."

"My brothers will kill you if they find you here," The younger version of you said.

"I have been dying to just see you again. It's worth it."

"Explain to me why you lied. Because I feel like you used me to get to my brothers. I don't like feeling that way."

"Chuck, send me back. Now!"

"I'm sorry." with that he was gone, You screamed.

For days you watched memories, were in memories. And almost all of them had the dark and shadowy figure instead of Lucifer. You were beginning to forget what he looked like. And then you were on the couch. With Gabe and the dark figure in the room, too. You played it all the way through until you started to the elevator. That's when it switched to a different memory. the memory when you met Sam and Dean. Except Cas showed up. You remember when you met Cas, and it wasn't then.

"(Y/N!)" He jogged over to you and grabbed onto your wrist. The memory flipped until you were in the bunker alone with him. "are you okay? We're working on getting you back. Why didn't you ask for backup? Why did you go after the demons alone? " He asked.

"You're really here?" he nodded and you wrapped your arms around him. He waited a second before wrapping his arms around you. "Please get me out of here," you sobbed.

"We're working on it. I need you to stay strong." He seemed to disappear into thin air.

"CAS? CASTIEL?" you feel to the ground, you hated it here. You wanted to be in the arms of your loving archangels. At least you could see Gabriel, but you couldn't see Lucifer. Or hear his voice and it was driving you mad.

You spent a moment thinking before bowing your head.

"Gabriel, if you can hear me, please save me from this place. I miss you. And Luce. Please, I can't stand it." You waited a moment before collapsing to your knees.

"come on, sweets, I don't like seeing you cry." You snapped your head towards Gabriel. you jumped up, fully intending to crush him in a hug but he backed up. "As much as I would love to touch you right now, I'm not here. You can't feel me, but I am here for you."

"Is it possible to get me out?" You asked.

"You really don't like it here?"

"Why would I?"

"Luci? Are you there?" A new memory began. With a flap of wings, The dark shadow figure was back.

"Oh, that makes more sense. We're so sorry, we didn't mean for this to happen and-"

"it is not your fault," you snapped. "Or his. Okay? I should have been more prepared. I'm a hunter, it was always in the cards," you said. And You could clearly see the pain and guilt in his eyes.

"no, this is our fault. We are more than capable of taking care of a few low life demons."

"Gabe, please, don't blame yourself for this," you begged. You hated seeing him like this.

"I've missed seeing you. I want to take you somewhere nice," The giant shadow roared in the memory.

You long for your boyfriend's face, and voice, and touch.

"We're doing what we can, but I won't lie to you, it's difficult. We're low on grace."

"I understand, I know you're doing what you can." Gabriel left, promising he would see you again.

You stayed put for a while before you went exploring. You found other people, like people who were actually there, that you could interact with. You accepted it with wide arms. And the best part about it? It was a bar. You were just enjoying your drink with your new found friends when someone spoke from behind you.

"(Y/N) Winchester, come with me." You turned, a woman was standing there, looking angry. You took the bottle and broke it against her head. She cracked her neck and suddenly you were falling before losing complete consciousness.

When you woke, a scream forced itself from your throat. You looked around before you heard fast approaching footsteps. You got into a defensive position before you saw Jack's face.

"You're alive," He said. You nodded.

"I guess I am," you heaved. You felt as if you had run five marathons. He gave you a stiff hug, it was okay, you knew that was what he considered a hug. he helped you stand. After nearly falling, you got your balance. He led you through the halls before you saw Dean, whose back was towards you. You took off and wrapped your arms around him.

"What the f- (Y/N)!" He quickly wrapped his arms around you, just as tight. You gave the same treatment to Sam, and then to Cas. You nodded to Bobby and Mary.

Gabriel, Lucifer? You mentally prayed. You didn't see them anywhere.

Two flaps of wings and your two archangels were standing there. You smiled. They looked relaxed, but you knew better. They were not okay.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in," Luce chuckled.

"Hey, Lucifer, good to see you too. Hey, Gabe." He nodded at you. Seeing Luce there, you wanted to run over to him, and never let go. But you couldn't. "I think I'm going to go lay down," you said.

"Yeah, take some rest. I know it's rough. You know, um-"

"Dying?" You offered as Sam had stopped. he nodded, giving you a slight smile. "Yeah, I noticed."

"But when you're rested, we're talking about why you went after some demons, alone." You nodded and headed to your room. As soon as you locked the door, cold arms wrapped around you. You smiled.

"I am so sorry. I didn't mean for-"

"Shh," you interrupted Lucifer and tightened your grip on his arms. He sighed and picked you up, depositing you on the bed. Warm hands met your back.

"he won't listen. For good reason, it's our fault."

"no, it's not, you idiots." You hit each of them with a pillow before rolling on top of Lucifer. His sad eyes stared into yours. You missed him so much. "You have no idea how much I've missed you. Only being able to see a shadow of you. I love you, please don't ever leave me."

"Never," he promised. He pulled you closer, gently kissing you. You wrapped your hands around him and held onto his shoulders.

"do I get one?" Gabriel asked but neither of you answered.

"Gabe, leave. Now." Lucifer broke the kiss to say.

"Why? She's my girlfriend to." Lucifer turned his head, eyes glowing red.

"HEY! Knock it out," you tried but the two of them were not finished. "Please, I just want to relax with you two, I missed you guys. But not the fights, please stop." You sobbed, despite trying not to and gained both of their attention.

"Please don't cry," Luce tried, but the tears were flowing.

"Sweetie, we're sorry. We're trying our best." Gabe said. You closed your eyes, trying to get a grip on yourself. You ended up fleeing to hide in the bathroom.

"Come out or I'm coming in," Lucifer said.

"Please-just give me a minute," you asked, struggling to suck in air.

"Okay. We're out here for you." You wanted to go out and be there with them, but they were scaring you. You didn't want them to fight. You would drop things with both of them unless they would get along. You could not deal with them constantly threatening each other.

when you caught your breath you went back out there. They both silenced and turned to you.

“Here’s the deal, leave and get along. And if you can’t do that, don’t bother coming back. You won’t be welcomed.” When either of them tried to talk, you shushed them. “I said leave. If and when you stop fighting like two-year-olds, that’s when you can come back.” They offered one more attempt at arguing before flying off.

The first two days were expected. The third was not. Usually, Lucifer would have come back and try to explain things. Then a week went by. Then another. Then a month. The pain of not being with them when you died was nothing compared to the pain of you all being alive but still not capable of being together. Your relationship with your brothers was fraying, and they figured it was because you died. That you were readjusting. It was technically true. It was weird, dying. But it wasn’t why you were barely eating or talking. It didn’t help that there was a hell of a lot of strangers in your home.

When you figured Lucifer and Gabriel weren’t coming back, you threw yourself into more dangerous hunts to keep your mind off of things. It worked, for a week. Until one nasty wendigo managed to injure your side pretty bad before you were able to take care of him. Sam and Dean ordered you into bed rest. So there you were, laying in your bed that seemed too big. You had a movie playing, but you weren’t paying it a bit of attention. You were zoned out, thinking about all the bad things you’ve done in your life. So much so, you didn’t notice the flap of wings until cold arms gently picked up and placed you on top of him. You arched your head back to see lucifer’s Blue eyes looking at you with concern.

“Hey, what did you do this time?”

”Let a wendigo get the best of me,” you responded.

”you took care of it right?”

”always.”

There was a moment of silence as the two of you stared at each other.

“I have missed you so much,” he finally said.

”I miss you too,” you were surprised. He didn’t often get tears in his eyes, but he did now. He closed them and pressed a kiss against your forehead. When he pulled away, his eyes were free of tears as he looked ahead of him blankly.

“Gabriel and I have always fought. Hell, I even killed him once. But I won’t let our differences tear us apart. I cared about you long before he even met you. I want us to be happy....all of us. He and I have talked. We can’t promise to always get along. But we do promise to try,” a tear slid down your face as you carefully rolled over so you could wrap your arms around him. He instantly wrapped his around you.

”that’s all I’m asking for.”

"sweets?" A knock on the door. "Can I come in?" The hesitant voice of Gabe called. Luce looked at you questionably and you nodded. The door flew opened and Gabe walked in, closing the door behind him. He looked at the way you were sprawled on top of Lucifer and smiled.

"In no way did I mean to make you unhappy, or come between you and Lucifer. I-"

"Gabriel," Luce interrupted and for a moment you feared a fight. "You didn't come between us. Trust me, (y/n) wouldn't put up with you if she didn't want you here. The only thing coming between us is mine and your disliking of each other."

"then we'll work on that. Unless you don't want me," Gabriel's honey eyes Locked onto your eyes. You rolled them and patted the bed.

"you won't get rid of me that easy. You're both stuck with me," you laugh but they didn't seem to think it was funny.

"were not stuck with you. We love you and cherish each and every second with you," Gabe said. You smiled as Luce nodded, agreeing. But then it slipped, remembering what had plagued mind since you figured out Lucifer was Lucifer. "Hey, what's wrong, sweets?"

"Nothing," you murmured.

"(Y/n), don't lie," Luce warned. "You know I know when you're lying."

"it's stupid and I don't want to think about it. I just want to lay in the arms of my boyfriends that I missed so much."

"if something's bothering you, we talk about it. Remember? Being in a relationship means sharing."

"It's just, in human, obviously. The luckiest in the world because I somehow have you two. Beautiful archangels. But I'm human. So, what happens when I die?" They both silenced. “Its been on my mind a lot since I came back. I don’t know what to do about it, I’m going to die, I’m human.”

”yes, you are human. But, when the time comes, and you still want to be with us, we can seek out the help of a witch. Make your life longer. So that we can keep you with us,” Lucifer said.

”that means leaving everyone I love behind. Watch them die.” You said.

”it does,” Gabriel said.

“I’ll think about it. But right now, I want ice cream and to lay in the arms if you two.”

"We can do that."

The next couple of weeks consisted of you clinging to your two boyfriends, itching to heal so you could get up and either go on a hunt or just out of the bunker. With the bunker full of strangers, it didn't feel like your home anymore. You didn't feel safe. Gabe and Luce had tried to tell you otherwise, to convince you that you were safe, but you were jumpy. When you died, you realized what happened with the demon. But the bunker had always been a safe haven for you, and it just wasn't that anymore. The moment your side healed enough, you were in a car and driving far away.

A rustling of feathers later, and Luce was looking at you with a disapproving look from the passenger seat, Gabe staring holes into the back of your head. You sighed.

"I wasn't running away."

"You just healed enough to walk, you shouldn't be going on a hunt," Luce said.

"..."

"You're not going on a hunt. Where are you going?" He pressed.

"It doesn't matter."

"I think it does." When you stayed quiet, he groaned. "at least let Gabe drive." you nodded, defeated. The next second, you were in Luce's lap and Gabe was driving.

"I was going to see my cousin. My adoptive one." Luce tightened his hold on you.

"You're not going anywhere near them," He hissed and you looked over, his eyes glowing red. You put your hand on his cheek.

"Calm down." He looked over to you and buried his face in your shoulder. Gabe looked over in concern. He didn't know the whole story, just enough to know he didn't like the idea of you going back there.

"It's almost Christmas and I haven't seen her in years. I need to make sure she's okay." Luce's grip tightened but nodded.

"We're going with you." You agreed and told Gabe where to go. At some point, you fell asleep in the cold arms of your protector. When you woke up, you were in a nice bed, sun shining onto your face.

"Hey sweets, hope you don't mind, we booked a hotel room." You sleepily glared at Gabe. They knew you preferred cheap motels because they were easier to run away from. He gave you a smirk and flopped on the bed, causing you to groan as you were jostled around. You finally got the energy to pick yourself off the bed and go to the bathroom to freshen up. When you finished dressing, you glared into the mirror before ruffling through your bag for something you haven't worn in years. Pulling it on, and plastering a fake smile, looking into the mirror you looked like that scared little girl that ran away from this town all those years ago. In a longsleeved dress and leggings, not one of your tattoos were showing, nor your scars, save the little one on your forehead. You very grateful when you woke up that your body was exactly as it was before you died. All of your tattoos, scars, everything that you saw as growth. It's what made you, you.

You stepped out of the bathroom, gaining Gabe's and Luce's attention. They both looked at you with wide eyes.

"Unless you want to attend Sunday morning church with me, I'm leaving." A snap of fingers and they were both in suits. You groaned but continued out of the room. In the car, you could feel their eyes on you as you drove to the place you loathed with a fiery passion.

"You're hiding your tattoos," Lucifer barely spoke but you heard him. You nodded once, keeping your eyes on the hauntingly familiar roads. "Why? I thought you didn't want that to happen."

"Because. I'm here for my cousin. Not because of me. If I walk in there with all of my tattoos on display, I won't be able to get close to her."

"Sweets, we can get you to her. There's no need for you to hide." You throw your eyes to glare at Gabe through the mirror.

"I know that. But I just. I need to go back. At least once. I need to show them that I survived."

"You did more than survive," Lucifer said as he grabbed your hand. You have him a nice smile. "You have thrived."

"Thank you, Luce. And that is why I need to go back."

"You're still hiding," Gabe said. You nodded once, turning into the church parking lot. You parked and glared at the white building in front of you. People were going from their cars to the church. You recognized most, and your hands tightened on the wheel.

"Y/N, don't put yourself in a position like this." You look over to Luce before prying your fingers away from the wheel. You heard a scream, and your hunter reflexes reached for the gun in your jacket, which wasn't there, as you weren't wearing your custom jacket. Then you saw who screamed. Your cousin was running towards your car. You quickly unbuckled your seatbelt and got out of the car. She threw herself at you and you wrapped your arms around her petite frame.

"You're really here," she breathed. You nodded, holding her close. You knew from experience that being there was terrible. But you got lucky.

You got out.

She didn't.

You moved your hands down a little and she winced. You grimaced at that. Not only was she too incredibly skinny, but she also had welts on her back.

"Why did you come back? You got out of here. Why did you come back?" She cried as she pulled back enough to look at you.

"I had to see you. I couldn't bare not knowing if you were okay. Are you?" She smiled a soft smile, casting her eyes to the ground.

"I'm dealing."

"Ah-hem." You turned to glare at Luci. Mikayla looked at you, then the two archangels,

"Who are they?" She asked.

"pains in the ass who insisted on coming with me," you said, making a point to make sure they heard you clearly. Luce gave you a smirk.

"I am Gabriel, and this is my brother, Luke." He shot a pointed look to Luce who nodded.

"If I wasn't gay, I'd be begging you to set us up," She whispered into your ear. Not that it did much good, they most certainly still heard her, but she did not need to know that.

"Is that who I think it is?" Mrs. Ellis, an old bat who always gossiped was looking over at you and Mikayla.

"they have spotted you." Mikayla grabbed your hand, squeezing it tight. You looked at the many people who were now looking at the four of you. Oh, how you wanted to beat their smug smiles off of their hypocritical faces. Mikayla pulled you towards the church. You could see all the places you used to hide from your adoptive parents. Luce and Gabe stayed close to you. Mikayla pushed you into a booth, next to Robert, her father. He glared at the two of you, but you tried to ignore him, instead holding onto Mikayla's arm. Luce shot you a concerned look as he and Gabe sat on the pew across the aisle.

Throughout the sermon, you began to regret this choice more and more. The brutal memories of your childhood were like ghosts in the church. Everywhere you looked you could remember the pain you went through. Everything about this place made you want to attack anything in sight. Since you came back, you had been itching for a fight.

When the sermon was over, your adoptive parents came over, glaring at you. Mary and James, the two people that could rival the actual monsters you have fought over the years.

"You decided to come back? Have you finally decided to repent from your heathen ways?" Mary spat. Luce was immediately by your side.

"Watch your tone." He warned.

"And you are?" Mary asked.

"You will not interfere with how we treat our daughter," James said.

"Please just leave her alone," Mikayla pleaded.

"Keep your mouth shut, unholy faggot." You wanted to punch James in the face, but the rest of them were still there. You grabbed Mikayla's hand and started leaving the church. Luce and Gabe followed close behind.

You all went to a small diner, where you promptly started asking Mikayla all kinds of questions. If she was okay, if there was anything you could do to help her.

"Yes, you can go back to wherever you came from. Go. You were safe there, please. It'll be okay. I will be okay. Now go. Now." You wanted to argue with her, but Luce was already pulling you from the diner. You fought against him, of course, you did. She was your cousin, someone you only wanted the best for. But you also knew there was no use in trying to fight him, He was Lucifer. An archangel, there is no match for that.

You were thrashing in his arms, and a flap of wings later, you were sitting on his lap, his arms securely around you in your hotel room. You wrapped your arms around his neck, burying your face in the crook of his neck, trying not to cry. You felt responsible for her pain because you escaped from the horrid family, but you left her there. You left her in a terrible place.

"Hey, shhh. It's not your fault. None of it is your fault. it's okay. She was right though, it's not safe for you here. You and I both know it."

"I know, but-"

He put a finger over your mouth, shushing you as he looked into your eyes. You would always get lost in his eyes, but this made you more upset because you were crying in front of him. You heard a flap of wings before Gabe sat on the bed next to Lucifer and deposited a giant bowl of your favorite ice cream into your lap. you smiled at him and began eating it, it was silent besides your occasional sniffle. Luce did not loosen his grip on you, perfectly content to hold you close.

"I know it's stupid for me to be crying, but I feel responsible for everything that has happened to her. Because when I left this hellhole of a town, I also left her here."

"It's not stupid. She is your family. But also, you didn't have much choice. Would you pull her into your world, where every monster in the book is after you? It's not any safer than here," Gabe said, putting a soothing hand on your shoulder.

"I can't eat anymore of this ice cream." Gabriel chuckled and with a snap of his fingers, the bowl was gone. You looked at your two guys, smirked, and flopped between them, pulling them down to the bed. Lucifer grunted but Gabe laughed, pulling you close, kissing the tip of your nose. You chuckled as you looked over to Luce who was scowling at you two.

"Come on Lucy, live a little," Gabe teased. You reached up, and grabbed a pillow, before whacking Gabe with it, and taking off running. Gabe called after you, before throwing a pillow after you. You shrieked and dove behind a wall. You heard a whack before fast approaching footsteps came your way. Luce slid next to you. You shared a quick kiss before whacking him the face.

"Every man-err Angel for himself!" You shouted and took off running again. You heard your two boys chuckle as you bolted into the bathroom. The smile slipped from your face when you caught your reflection. You were not dressed like you. dropped your weapon, aka the pillow, and quickly stripped from your dress and leggings, shoes long gone. You grabbed one of Luce's shirts and pulled it on. You rearmed yourself, just as the door opened and the two of them froze at the door. You smirked and whacked both of them, laughing as you ran away again.

"Cheater!"

"Tease!"

You laughed but shrieked when you were lifted off the ground, cold arms around your waist. He dropped you onto the bed, both of them hitting you with pillows. The three of you were laughing, something quite unusual to happen lately. You shrieked, jumping when Gabe began tickling you. you tried wiggling away, but Luce was in your way.

"Gabe!"

"Yes, sweets?" He did not stop his assault on you.

"Luce! Protect me!"

"That's not fair," Gabe complained but continued. Luce dropped down, laying on top of you.

"Oof. That's not quite what I meant," You chuckled, flaying your arms.

"Oh? it's not? What did you have in mind, then?" He whispered against your ear. You shivered, smiling at him. Well, as best as you could when he was literally laying on top of you.

"Alright, get up." He grumbled, but did so, smiling as he pulled you up. You wrapped your arms around your two wonderful angels. "Thanks. I needed that." They smiled at you, holding you close.

"You deserve the world," Gabe said

"No, She does not," Lucifer scoffed, making Gabe glare at him. "She deserves so much better," he finished. You smiled, leaning up to kiss him. Gabe whine, making you and Luce chuckle. You gave him one. He moaned, pulling you closer. You smiled, eagerly kissing back.

Then the door flew open, banging against the wall, making you and Gabe jump apart, Lucifer jumping up, eyes red, angel blade out. Gabriel held you protectively close. You peaked from behind Lucifer, and your blood ran cold. Sam and Dean were standing in the doorway, guns drawn.

"Get the fuck away from our sister!"

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