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“Could you be anymore slower?” Dean yelled at Gabriel.
“We wouldn’t be here right now if it wasn’t for your stupid squirrel ass always having to be self righteous!” Gabriel yelled back.
“Sam didn’t need to get involved,” Dean argued. “Especially with a demon. He’s a target.”
“Which is exactly why we should’ve brought him with us!”
Gabriel was lugging behind Dean. Dean was already tired and pissed. All he needed was a good bacon cheeseburger and sex. But now, Gabriel decided to follow his ass halfway through his hunt.
“Wait a second,” Gabriel said. “Smell that?”
“What? The candy you’ve been eating for the past hour?”
“No, assbutt,” Gabriel called. “The other smell.”
The smell of sulfur wafted around them.
“You got the salt, right?” Dean asked.
Gabriel held it up.
“Hello, Dean Winchester. Gabriel.”
A female demon stood before them. She had red hair flowing down her back. She wore a tight black dress that ended mid thigh.
“Shit, not you,” Gabriel said.
“You know this chick?”
“I,” Gabriel scratched his neck. “We had a thing for a while.”
“Then he exorcised me and called me a judgmental bitch.”
“You didn’t need to call me a man whore! You were a prostitute yourself!”
“Besides the point,” the demon waved off. “I’ve been told to take care of you two.”
“Not happening, bitch.”
Dean tried to take the salt from Gabriel which ended up with half the bag pouring on the ground.
“You stupid son of a-“
He didn’t get to finish. The demon had waved her hand and both Gabriel and Dean passed out.
“Enjoy boys. You’re about to have a lot of fun.”