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You were in your bedroom, reading a book, all be it upside down, but you were 5 and you didn't care. You were waiting for your friend to come and play. He said he'd be here soon and that he'd have something important to tell you. And you just couldn't wait. He also brings candy so you couldn't wait for that too. You're just waiting for the flap of wings.
Waiting...
Waiting...
"Hey kiddo"
At those very words, your head shoots up and your (e/c) eyes lock with Gabriels Whiskey eyes. A huge smirk is plastered on his face and a huge grin on yours. You jump into his arms unexpectedly and Gabriel stumbles back a bit.
"Gabes where's the candy?" You ask. Gabriel wraps you up in his arms and places you on his hip. And with a chuckle and a click of his fingers, a lollipop appears.
"Here ya go kiddo." Gabriel gives you the lollipop and ruffles your hair. He walks over to your bed and sits on down on the edge of the bed, he shuffles you round so you're sitting in his lap. He takes a deep breath, which draws your attention to him. You tilt your head to the side. His eyes lock with yours. A sad smile pulls at his lips.
"Gabriel, What's wrong?" You ask quietly. Gabriel lets out a breathy laugh and ruffles your hair.
"Always the smart one." After a long pause, Gabriel takes another breath.
"Okay," He whispers. "Time to tell the kid"
"(y/n). I have something to tell you" You nod your head slowly. "You remember Sam and Dean?" You nod again.
"Of course, I remember Sammy and Dean-o." You both smile.
"Well, Gabriel has got to hang out with them for a bit. I might not be back for a while" Gabriel watches you intently waiting for a bad reaction.
"That's okay, Gabriel! You go hang out with Sammy and Dean-o. I can't have you all to myself, that'll make me grweedy" You pat your belly, and you both end up laughing. After a while, Gabriel puts you to bed. He kisses your forehead.
"You're a good kid" He whispers. Then with a gust of wind, he's gone.
The next morning
"(f/n)! Wake up!" Your dad shouts up the stairs. Your dad never calls you by your first name. So either you did something wrong - not likely - or something is wrong.
Okay, think. What did Gabriel tell you to do? Act normal. Okay, so go downstairs.
So you get changed and head downstairs.
The smell of pancakes hits you as you drag your feet into the kitchen. Your gaze stays locked on the floor, as you pad over to the table. You pull out the chair and sit down on your pillow. (That was Gabriel's idea as you were upset that you couldn't see everyone properly. Now you didn't want to see them.) You sat opposite your mum. You took a quick glance up. Your mum was reading the newspaper and your dad was cooking. Normally it was the other way around.
Something was deadly wrong!
"Dad?" You called out timidly. Your mum put down her newspaper and looked at you intently. You locked eyes with her.
"Yes, sweetie?" Your mum answered. Now, you were seriously confused. You could have sworn you said, dad.
"Mum?" You whispered. You dad span around and flipped the pancake in the frying pan.