Grace

“I don’t want to go to Hell with you.” You breathed shakily for fear of what Crowley might do to you.
“As you wish.” Crowley said coldly, lunging towards the Angels, sword at the ready. Before the blade reached the Angels, however, a sudden powerful amount of water sprayed from the doorway and onto Crowley, causing him to cry out in pain and drop the sword out of surprise. Steam rose from his body and his flesh hissed as if the water was acid to him; the water kept spraying restlessly from the doorway. You saw Sam and Dean walk gingerly into the room, with a hose that they concentrated on Crowley, keeping him writhing on the ground.
“Holy water burns like hell, doesn’t it?” Dean taunted. For a moment you were stunned by all the steam and the screaming and the Winchesters’ sudden appearance.

You realized that this was your chance to run.
You ran past Crowley and fell to the ground as he suddenly reached out and grabbed your ankle. You kicked at him, to no avail, as he began to bear the pain of the blessed water and dragged you back as he reached for the sword as well.

“GABRIEL!” you cried out, flailing your arms and legs frantically as Crowley gave one last cry of pain before out of his mouth came a pillar of black smoke and he was gone. Gabriel scooped you up and the two of you vanished.

When you opened your eyes, you found yourself in your house, in your room, lying in Gabriel’s arms on your bed. You laid your head on Gabriel’s chest and realized that you had been clutching onto him tightly. You were breathing hard and shaking; your brain slowly began to process everything that had just happened.
Gabriel slowly rocked you in his arms and sighed with relief.

“It’s okay, kiddo. You’re safe.” He breathed gently. Hesitantly, after you were sure enough of your nerves, you sat yourself on the side of your bed and expelled a long hard breath.
“I don’t mean to nag, but who were you going to choose before you got abducted?” Gabriel asked.
You turned to look at him and without a word, you kissed him.

This kiss was special. It was not an outwardly passionate kiss, full of desire, desperate, forceful, or lustful. It was a gentle kiss, a soft, warm, and sweetly loving exchange between you and your Archangel; it was pure and full of love. He set his hand over yours and grasped it tight, pulling back.
“Oh. Good to know…” he said with a grin. He leaned in for another kiss but you put your hand on his chest and pushed him back slightly.
“So…what happens to Castiel?” you asked quietly.
“He gets to be your Guardian Angel again, no punishment. The Host has probably already told him.” Gabriel clarified, running a hand through his hair.
“Sorry…” you apologized in a melancholy way.
“What’re you sorry for?” he asked.
“I keep bringing up Castiel and I know it probably annoys you but I’m not regretting my choice, I just don’t wanna break anyone’s heart and-” You were interrupted by Gabriel’s lips pressing against yours. You had to say, it was nice to be shut up like that.

“You’re fine, (Y/N). You feel that way ‘cause you’re kind and caring; which is one of the things I love about you.” He said softly, planting a kiss on your lips every other couple of words.
The guilt in the pit of your stomach was instantly gone and you kissed Gabriel again, running your hands through his soft light brown hair and smiling when you were met by the strong taste of chocolate.

After a while of kissing, you pulled away and smiled lovingly at him.
“What?” he asked with a grin, caressing your (H/C) hair softly.
“Uhm…I was wondering…” you said hesitantly.
“Can I…touch your wings?”
Gabriel looked at you nervously for a moment then nodded his head, closing his eyes and concentrating. Just then six glorious golden wings arched majestically behind the archangel. He turned carefully until his back was facing you as he sat cross-legged on the bed.
"Be...careful..." Gabriel said slowly as you reached out. As soon as your fingers made contact with the heavenly feathers, Gabriel shut his eyes and shuddered. You grinned and began to stroke his feathers, watching Gabriel tense up; his wings were very sensitive. His head was bowed and he clutched his knees with his hands. As soon as you ruffled his feathers the wrong way, he let out moan and arched his back, involuntarily falling back, onto your lap.

"Gosh...d-don't do tha-"
You ruffled his feathers again and Gabriel reacted accordingly, again. You giggled and let him recover before gently caressing his feathers the right way again. He had assumed the fetal position by then and was rocking back and forth slightly, holding his knees to his chest, relishing the feeling of his feathers being handled by you.

Finally after long minutes of this exercise, Gabriel hid his wings and fell back on the bed, panting.
“That’s enough for one day.” He mumbled. You gazed down at him and smiled; you were in bliss. You had made your choice, finally; nothing to regret.
Gabriel stared into your eyes in total adoration.
You were finally happy.
You knew you’d have a long and happy life with your Archangel.



Epilogue:

You opened your eyes slowly and sighed. You didn’t want to get up but the sunlight had woken you. You rolled over in the bed to see Gabriel gazing at you lazily; you’d grown to learn by now that he, as an Angel, did not need to sleep, ever; he only ever slept to humor you sometimes or if he was exceedingly exhausted, which didn’t happen very often.
“Morning, Gabe.” You mumbled, scootching closer to your new husband. Gabriel wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close until your noses touched. You giggled sleepily.

“G’morning, (Y/N).” he said in a groggy tone, equal to yours.
Gabriel snapped his fingers and Jazzy Motown music filled the room; he wiggled his eyebrows at you sexily. You hummed in amusement as Gabriel leaned over you and left a trail of kisses down your neck.
You placed your hand on the back of his neck and drew him in for a kiss before a horrible pain shot through your body from your back.
“Ouch!” you cried out, shuddering and rolling onto your back.
“What’s wrong?” Gabriel asked, concerned. The music stopped.
“I’m sure it’s nothing…” you breathed, relieved that the pain was gone as quickly as it had come, leaving behind only a dull throb between your shoulder blades.
You crawled onto Gabriel and leaned your face down in another attempt for a kiss. He let his hands wander up your legs to your waist as your lips met.

The pain grew fierce and made your head buzz with shock. You fell onto your back next to your husband.
“M-My back!” you groaned, rolling onto your stomach, burying your face in your pillow.
Gabriel pulled the covers off and also your shirt, revealing your bare back.
“Where on you back?” he questioned worriedly, feeling around your upper and lower back swiftly.
“Sh-Shoulder b-b-blades!” you gasped. The pain made you shiver and shudder stiffly. You clenched the sheets of the bed tightly and a few involuntary tears fell from your eyes.
Gabriel began to massage your shoulder blades gently, at a loss as to what else to do; it made the pain worse but you couldn’t tell him to stop.

“Cas, something’s wrong with (Y/N).” Gabriel said quickly, withdrawing his hands from your back.
“What happened?” Castiel’s rough voice graced your ears.
“I don’t know! Everything was normal then—”
“AAAAAAAAH!!!” you cried out when the pain suddenly intensified. You felt something warm ooze down you back and shoulders. You opened your eyes to see that it was blood.
“Oh g-gahhhh! I’m bleeding!” you trembled. Gabriel sat next to you on the bed and kissed your temple. It broke his heart to see you like that.

“Don’t worry, it’ll be okay.” Gabriel soothed.
“This is a very rare occurrence, but it seems as though in your interactions with (Y/N) has resulted in an extreme intake of your Grace. She’s growing her wings.” Castiel quickly analyzed the situation, running to your side. Blood spattered on the bed sheets and you could feel something bulging its way out of your back.
“Gabriel, hold her still.” Castiel instructed. Gabriel did as he was told and kept you from flailing.
“I-It h-h-hurts!” you hissed as tears fell quickly down your face. You felt Castiel’s hands on your back and gasped as he pulled at the emerging bulges in your back, sending fresh pain through your body, knocking you unconscious.

You woke shakily to find yourself lying on the bed on your stomach, a strong ache resonating from your back, making you think twice before trying to move.
“Gabriel?” you mumbled. Your body felt stiff and two “somethings” seemed to be sticking out from between your shoulder blades. You guessed that you were wearing one of Gabriel’s shirts, judging by the way the shirt you wore felt.
“Hey,” Gabriel greeted you gently, placing his chin on his hands on the side of the bed where you were facing.
“What happened?” you asked, blinking slowly; you felt exhausted.
“Uh…you grew wings.” He said, trying to find an easier way of telling you the news.
“…I grew wings?” you echoed slowly. Everything came back to you: the pain, Castiel’s meddling with your back; all the blood.

You suddenly picked yourself up, only to stiffen with pain from the ache from your new wings.
“Why do I have wings?” you questioned.
“Try not to exert yourself.” Castiel’s voice startled you from behind. You slowly turned to look at him; it’d been a while since you’d seen his face. His sleeves and hands were covered in your blood; also some had gotten on his face. You grinned at him and he returned the smile.

“Turns out, whenever I kissed you, I was breathing Grace into your body. You’re kind of like a “Half-Angel” now, or a “fledgling”.” Gabriel explained. You were stunned. You leapt off the bed and ran to the bathroom, ignoring the pain that shot through your back.
Sure enough, when you looked into the bathroom mirror you saw two sleek gray wings folded against your back; they looked a bit filmy.

You tried to move them and after a lot of effort, you managed to get them to twitch a bit; you realized that you’d have to learn how to move your wings like learning how to walk: very slowly and with lots of practice. You ran out of the bathroom with a childish grin and embraced Gabriel.

“This is so exciting!” you exclaimed with glee. Gabriel nodded at Castiel in thanks and the blue-eyed Angel vanished with a contented grin. Gabriel stroked your down feathers and you shuddered and giggled.
“Hey, stop! That tickles!”
“Now you know how I feel.” He laughed.
You thought for a moment.
“How do I make them disappear?” you asked, looking up into Gabriel’s face. Gabriel laughed at your enthusiasm and ignorance.
“Don’t worry I’ll teach you how.” He reassured you, kissing your temple sweetly.