Gabriel x Reader

    Cement, gray cement, thats all there was. There was no more lush green trees or bright purple flowers. Just boring old cement. You had been in jail for as long as you could remember. It was a nice place, not.

     Apparently it was a crime to go down to earth and pretend to be a human hunter. All you were doing was trying to help, besides, you had heard that recently several angels were doing such a thing.

    You sat up against your wall and spread your six wings againt the wall, stretching them, making you light blue feathers spread apart. You noticed there was a angel standing outside of your cell, more specifically a archangel, your brother.

"Hey Gabe, nice of you to visit me!"

"How long has it been since I last visited? I forgot to keep count."

"Abour 100 years, thats a new record for you big bro, you visited me soon."

"Well, thats because I need the help of the second more powerful celestial being in heaven."

You smiled at this. You never minded helping someone once in a while, its all you ever wanted to do really, was help, but sometimes raise a little hell. Its kinda what got you thrown in heavens jail, the fact that you were Gods first archangel didnt change anything. You alway knew you could brake out of jail, you just never wanted too.

"Watcha need?"

"I dont suppose youve ever heard of the Winchesters?"

"Ahhh, I remember when they let me out of this place to choose their life path. I was joking when I said make them miserable hunters, but oh well."

"Im going to break you out."

You looked at Gabe and smiled. You were going to enjoy this. Gabe wasnt one of the powerful archangels that could get past the gate, there were only a few of you. Gabe opened up his shirt to reveal and series of carvings in his skin. He took out a angel blade and you realized what he was doing.

"Gabe stop! Theres another way..."

"Like what? Y/n this is the-"

The gate slowly opened up, and you gladly walked out stretching your wings, preparing for flight down to the Winchesters. Gabe just stared at you and then realized you could have done it all along.

"Meet you at the bunker?"

"Ok..."

In a second you were sitting in a chair next to Dean Winchester, sipping a beer. Dean immediately pulled out a angel blade to your throat. Sam as well pulled out a angel blade, getting battle ready.

"Woah guys, calm your toots. You know Gabriel? Well im his sister! As in sister sister, not the way the gay angel uses it."

"Whats your name?"

"Y/n, ik cool name right?"

"Sounds common."

"Well your dick size is pretty fucking commom douchebag, small and scrawny, like always!"

You heard a flutter of wings and Gabe appeared. You pointed at Dean, who still had a knife to your throat, and smiled.

"Can you hell get Mr. Scrawny here off of me? Please Gabie Wabie?"

You gave Gabe a puppy face and he rolled his eyes. Even though you could do it fine yourself, you still wanted Gabe to do it.

    Suddenly the knife on your neck disspeared and Sam was just recovering from falling on the floor laughing.

"Dean... is it true? Is your dick-"

"Shut up Sammy."

"Is it really small and scrawny?"

"YES NOW SHUT UP!"

In order to stop yourself from peeing yourself from laughing, you changed the subject.

"So... what did you guys need hell with?"

"Wait, Gabe is the most powerful archangel!"

"Helloooo, sitting right here!"

Dean rolled his eyes and headed to the kitchen. You turned to Sam, who still had a smile plastered on his face.

"Have you ever seen it?"

"N-no"

"Good."