To the Ends of the Earth Part 20
Supernatural
Pairings: Gabriel x Reader
Rating: Mature
Summary: AU Supernatural. Gabriel is tired of Micahel and Raphael’s constant interfering and dictating what’s best for him. Little do they know that he’s been sneaking to earth to fall in love with you. When he convinces you to run away with him, all hell is about to break loose.
Part 19- link
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Neither Gabriel nor yourself said a word to each other the whole way back to the bunker. When Gabriel turned the car off, he looked at you sympathetically. Your eyes weren’t on him but at the car’s dashboard. He wanted to sight but didn’t. Gabriel wasn’t a fool. You were upset with him and honestly, he couldn’t blame you.
It didn’t take Gabriel being your soulmate to understand your feelings, yet also, be confused by them. You wanted him to be happy about the baby. What expectant mother wouldn’t want the child’s father to be happy? Gabriel understood that, but YOU didn’t understand that he couldn’t. He couldn’t be excited about some extraordinary being in the making that could destroy everything.
There is Jack…he’s good.
The thought came to Gabriel’s mind but he had to push it away too. Jack had to be that one exception. Gabriel wasn’t quite sure that his child would be “that good.”
There was also your safety. Regardless of the fact that Chuck swore to your safety, Gabriel was absolutely and positively terrified! He couldn’t even begin to phantom losing you. No part of his inner being could even think about how his life would be if something happened to you. If Gabriel lost you, he would want to die along with you. Forget raising a child that would scare the crap out of him!
You, meanwhile, hadn’t moved from your spot in the passenger seat by the time Gabriel opened your door for you. For a moment, you didn’t want to move. Sitting in the car and staring at the grey dashboard seemed to be exactly what you needed.
“Y/n…”
Gabriel said your name softly. He held out his hand to help you out of the SUV. You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him. After the conversation a few minutes prior, you couldn’t meet your lover’s gaze.
Am I being selfish? Did I even think of him?
These were a few of the thoughts going through your mind that you couldn’t push away. There were also the thoughts of what you “needed” too.
It will be a long nine months if he is going to bitch the whole time. I am going to need some support too…not constant condescending looks and comments…
Swallowing, you got out of the car without taking Gabriel’s hand. You heard Gabriel audibly groan as you walked past him to the entrance to the bunker.
“Y/n, you are going to have to talk to me at some point.”
You stopped and took a few deep breaths before turning to face Gabriel.
“Look, I get you were shocked by all of this. I was shocked too! Floored is more like it but it’s happening Gabriel. We had sex and you got me pregnant. Neither one of us was really planning it but it happened. I don’t know why Chuck does what he does but he paired us for a reason. I’m not giving this baby up nor am I going to regret what happened…because I don’t. You know…I’m feeling a lot of things none of which you seem to understand…hell even I don’t understand all of what I’m feeling. I’m not asking you to be over the moon with what's happening because you were entitled to your feelings too but what I want is some support. You’re supposed to be my soul mate and be on my side.”
Gabriel winced seeing the tears in your eyes. He absolutely hated knowing that he was the one making you cry.
“Y/n, I am on your side. I’m always on your side.”
You wiped your cheeks.
“It doesn’t feel like it. If I am going to spend the next nine months wondering what I am to you while you glare at me…I would rather you just go. You can find someone else to fall in love with.”
Gabriel looked floored by your comment. Did you really think that he would consider leaving? That was the LAST thing that Gabriel could even consider doing. If he left you then you would die. Your blood would be on his hands and he would never be able to live with that.
“I don’t want anyone else to love. I fell in love with you and that is all that I need…”
You turned to walk inside.
“I need some time alone.”
You murmured. Gabriel didn’t move to follow you.
“That’s probably a good idea. I’ll be back later I need to have some time to too.”
When you turned back around, Gabriel was gone. It was as if he had never been standing behind you in the first place.
Why did I say that to him?
You grumbled before turning and walking back into the bunker. Feeling 100% worse than you did before, the prospect of falling into your bed and never moving again seemed like a great idea.
Sam looked up when you came down the steps. He immediately stood up and looked at you with a worried expression.
“Where is Gabriel?”
You couldn’t meet your brother’s gaze for a moment. Looking around the room, you wondered where Dean had made off too. Something told you that you would be having to face his fury very soon too. You definitely needed a heads up on when that would happen. With Gabriel not being there to come in on your behalf, you would have to try to reason with Dean on why going through with the pregnancy was the best option. Something told you that saying “this is what I want” wouldn’t fly with your eldest brother.
“He took off. We had some words and we both need some space. Where’s Dean?”
Sam crossed his arms over his chest. It didn’t take him being your brother to realize how upset you were. Your eyes were like a window to your soul…a window that Sam had to use more than he was really willing to admit to.
“He went on a beer run.”
You nodded. That didn’t surprise you. It also wouldn’t surprise you that you would take up to Dean tearing the place apart in a drunken rage.
“I’m not surprised.”
You replied as Sam pressed his lips together.
“Are you okay, Y/n?”
Your eyes rolled up to your brother. Sam was looking at you with eyes full of concern.
“Did you know that you are the first person in all of this that has asked me that?”
Sam frowned. He mentally made a note to tell Dean and Gabriel both off later. While he understood both men’s reactions, neither really behaved the way that they needed to. Sure, Sam was horrified by the road that you were choosing to take…however, it was your choice. He couldn’t make you elect to have Gabriel take the baby away. Sam couldn’t make you do anything. You were a grown woman and what you chose would be what he would accept. Sam could only pray that Chuck lived up to his end of the bargain and wouldn’t let you die.
“I’m sorry. I can’t make excuses for Dean or Gabriel but you should have been asked about your feelings before. Y/n, I’m not going to pretend that I’m not worried because I’m scared to death. I don’t want to lose you but I respect your decision. I’ll do whatever I can to keep you safe.”
Sam walked over and immediately pulled you into a hug. You closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around your brother. Breathing Sam in, for the first time, you felt somewhat better. Someone was in your corner.
“I wish that Dean and Gabriel could see things that way.”
Sam kissed the top of your head. He made a mental note to let both men have it when they came home.
“I know. Me too. Maybe when the shock wears off, they’ll come to their senses. They both love you so much, Y/n.”
You wanted to nod in agreement but you couldn’t respond. Your better sense of self knew that Sam was right. Both Gabriel and Dean loved you. The less sensible “Mary Sue” side was still in depression over their reactions.
“I hope so. I’m going to go lie down and watch TV.”
Sam slowly let you go. He wanted to talk more but decided now wasn’t the time.
(meanwhile)
Gabriel sat across from Lucifer at a crappy little diner across town. He wasn’t 100% sure why he came to Lucifer but he did. Gabriel sat telling Lucifer everything while his elder brother frowned.
“So you are telling me that pop decided that Ms. Pretty and yourself are having a baby?”
Gabriel raised an eyebrow.
“That’s what I said.”
Lucifer was silent a moment as he considered his words. It was no secret to Lucifer about what Chuck’s plans were when it came to you. Lucifer was baffled when Chuck made the grand scheme to pair his younger brother with a human. As far as Lucifer was concerned, Gabriel was a good enough soldier. Throwing him into the thoroughs of love with a human woman seemed to be a bit of a downgrade.
“I’m sorry. I just needed to make sure that I heard you right and wasn’t imagining things. Wow, you're the one to knock up Ms. Pretty.”
Gabriel frowned, reminding Lucifer of the archangel that Gabriel used to be.
“Would you stop calling her that? Who else would it be? I’m her soulmate after all.”
Lucifer snorted.
“You sound so ancient right now. I don’t pretend to know why pop is doing this. I no longer try to make sense of that. How is Y/n taking it? You are acting as if the world is about to end…or whatever else it is you get upset about. You’ve always had a bit of a temper.”
“Oh, I have a temper do I? Aren’t you Satan?”
Gabriel snapped. Lucifer shook his head before holding a hand up.
“This isn’t about me. This is about you! You are having a baby with a human. Not only is that not good but you are about to have both of our dork brothers on your ass.”
“You have a child too who coincidentally my wife looks after so you are in the wrong as much as me.”
Lucifer laughed at that one.
“As you said, little brother, I am Satan.”
Neither archangel said anything for a moment. Gabriel sat wondering why in the fresh hell he even bothered with Lucifer. All that it seemed to be achieving was upsetting him worse with each passing moment.
“Look, Gabe, you are overreacting. If you want Ms. Pretty…I mean…Y/n to survive…there are ways. Use that grace that pop gave you. You’re her soul mate…keep her safe.”
“You didn’t keep Jack’s mother safe.”
Gabriel replied, earning a scowl from Lucifer.
“We weren’t on good terms. Again, this isn’t about me. What are you going to do about Michael and Raphael? I mean, Raphael is heaven’s glorified gardener. You could leave some plants out and totally distract him. Michael, however, well that won’t be pretty. He is still feeling biblical over Jack.
Gabriel rolled his eyes. It was clear that Lucifer had no idea about Raphael being dead.
“Raphael is dead, so I don’t have to worry about him. As far as Michael, he is the one that I am worried about. That’s why I am here talking to you. I’m sure I can keep my wife safe but two archangels would be better than one. We were close once upon a time. You leaving heaven devastated me whether you care about that fact or not.”
Lucifer leaned back in his chair. He wasn’t a fool. When he left heaven and the few times that Gabriel visited him on earth, he could see right through his younger brother’s “tough guy” façade.
“Let me get this straight, you want me to help you? You are coming to me for help with your problems? Wow, that hasn’t happened in millions of years and I am flattered. However, what does Y/n say about all of this? She really isn’t a pro-Luci person.”
“She doesn’t know.”
Lucifer once again looked surprised.
“You are going to have a hell of a time explaining that one to her. Gabriel, you were always my favorite. You always were and you always will be. I’m willing to help you but I’ll warn you…those Winchesters won’t be happy about it.”
Gabriel took a breath. He was no fool. Gabriel knew that you wouldn’t be happy at all. You hadn’t really forgotten how Lucifer had done your family.
“No, they won’t be but we need all of the help that we can get.”
Lucifer had to agree with that one. While he had no idea what “child rearing” involved (and he really didn’t want to find out), Lucifer knew that Gabriel was in over his head on this one.
“So what happened to Raphael?”
Gabriel chuckled at that one.
“Y/n killed him. Maybe that can be an incentive to not tick her off too much.”
Lucifer blinked a few times.
“I knew that girl had style.”
(a few hours later)
You lay sleeping on the couch. After starting a movie, you quickly fell asleep. All of the drama of the day had finally caught up with you. Your peaceful slumber, however, was interrupted when you felt a pair of arms lift you up.
“What?”
You said sleepily before slowly opening your eyes. Gabriel was carrying you bridal style toward your bedroom.
“It's alright, sugar.”
You snuggled your face against Gabriel’s collarbone and breathed in his scent. For the first time in that horrid day, you felt somewhat better.
Gabriel closed the door with his foot before gently lying you down on the unmade bed. You shoved your face into the pillow until Gabriel snapped the lights out. From his place by the door, he could see the sad expression on your face.
…She is still hurt.
Gabriel rolled his eyes at the rather stupid comment going through his mind. Of course, you were still hurt.
Taking a moment longer, Gabriel slowly got into bed with you.
“Come here, sugar.”
You didn’t hesitate to crawl over into Gabriel’s arms. As much as you wanted to be able to play hard to get, you also wanted to snuggle into your soulmate and never move again. The moment that you were against Gabriel he wrapped his arms around you.
Neither of you spoke a moment. It was Gabriel that spoke first.
“Sugar, about all of this…we really need to talk.”
You sniffed again. Gabriel froze. He once again was afraid that you were about to start crying.
“Y/n, I knew from the moment that I saw you that I loved you more than any being known to angel kind. I know you are angry with me and I don’t blame you. I, however, don’t think that you truly understand how afraid I am.”
Your eyes slowly rolled up to Gabriel.
“You aren’t scared of anything…except spiders.”
Gabriel frowned.
“You did not see the size of that spider! Contrary to your, much-appreciated belief, a lot of things scare me. You scare me. The thought of losing you and me being alone to raise our baby scares me. Y/n, I can’t stop thinking about what if I lose you. I spent millions of years waiting for you and so many more looking after you until we actually met. I don’t want to face the thought of the rest of forever alone.”
You stroked your finger over Gabriel’s chest before throwing a leg over his waist.
“I’m not going to die. We’ll figure this out…somehow. There has to be a spell or something. Cas has this theory about using your grace to get me through labor. We have time to figure something out. As far as Michael is concerned…”
Gabriel took a breath before speaking.
“Michael is the least of my worries right now. Can we not talk about him right? I’m worried about us. Y/n, I’m not mad that you’re pregnant. I suppose something told me that you would end up pregnant at some point anyway. No matter how careful I am there was always the possibility that it could happen.”
You smiled.
“Because once you get inside of me you turn into a needy manwhore?”
You were relieved to hear Gabriel chuckle.
“That is one way of looking at it.”
Gabriel placed his hand over your stomach before moving his fingers over your hipbones. He closed his eyes as the sound of the baby’s heart beating filled his mind. Gabriel took a few deep breaths as a new feeling washed over him. So this was what the paternal protective parent felt like.
I have to be feeling like a father to be willing to go to my brother for help.
Gabriel thought with a frown. He was quickly pulled from his thoughts when your lips closed on his neck.
“What are you doing, sugar?”
You quickly wiggled your way on top of Gabriel, looking down at him with a smirk.
“We should probably enjoy my body looking the way it does now…something tells me that I will look like hell before long.”
Gabriel snapped his fingers turning the lights back on. He was looking at you with a frown.
“You’ll be just as beautiful as you are now. You’re always my beautiful wife.”
“You say that now.”
You replied. Gabriel was quiet a moment before quickly flipping the position so he was on top of you. You gasped as Gabriel’s hands fell to cup your breasts.
“Gabriel, please…”
You whimpered as he rocked his hips against yours. Golden eyes rolled to yours as Gabriel leaned down to lick your bottom lip.
“I’m going to make you feel good. You thought that the sex was good that night in the car. I’m really going to make you come apart now.”
You moaned before reaching between your bodies to palm Gabriel through his jeans. When he groaned, you smiled.
“Let's have at least one good memory from today.”
Gabriel gave you a small smirk before snapping away your clothes. He looked down at your naked form before biting his lips. You looked like a total goddess lying beneath him.
You cried out when Gabriel leaned down to lick and suck at your right nipple while his fingers expertly teased your left. Make-up sex with Gabriel often made your disagreements worth it. From the time that the both of you decided to be together, Gabriel seemed to be perfect at makeup sex. He was perfect at sex in general and it often wowed you. You had been a bit embarrassed to still be a virgin the first time that Gabriel touched you.
“Now sugar, that’s what I love the most. My dick has been the only one inside of you.”
Gabriel said with a cocky smirk as he kissed his way down your body. You bit your lip as heat ran through your belly. With each movement of Gabriel’s lips, the want radiated through your body making your cunt ache with need.
“Something tells me that you are already wet.”
Gabriel said with an innocent hum.
“Yes…so wet…Gabriel, please. I need you inside of me.”
Gabriel chuckled to himself and moved no further to have his way with you. He watched your body withering to meet his mouth. When Gabriel stroked a finger over your folds down to your entrance, you could have come from that alone.
“So I heard that pregnancy hormones make you want sex a lot more.”
Gabriel commented as his golden eyes rolled up to your face. He was pleased to see how surprised you were by that statement. Swallowing, you tried to think logically.
“I’m surprised at you, Gabriel. You are already hearing things correctly.”
Gabriel wiggled his eyebrows at you.
“It's amazing what archangels hear and what information we hold onto. I suppose we will be seeing a lot of this room.”
“Or whatever flat surface I want you to fuck me on.”
You interrupted. Gabriel smirked.
“Anytime that you want it, sugar.”
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