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[sketchy--akechi]

Handcuffed (3/?)

[gone-to-fight-the-fairies]

The Thing Between Them Part 6

Series Summary: After watching 13x17, this is how I felt things would’ve occurred if Gabriel had left the reader all those years ago when he’d “died” and current day Ketch is trying to win her affection, but realizes she’s still heartbroken over Gabriel.

Summary: The reader, Ketch, and Charlie head towards the AU's base, while Sam, Dean and Sam scavenge to find Gabriel.

A/N: Thank you guys for your patience as I worked out issues with my internet provider! This installment features both boys, so there's something for everyone. There will be a part 7 (if not a couple more). The story keeps getting juicier and juicier.

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader, Arthur Ketch x Reader

Warning: Swears

Word Count: 1380

The sun dipped behind the formation of the wilderness trees, darkening the forest as the small group ventured towards Charlie's base. The group stopped underneath a row of tightly knit trees, hiding from potential harm as they lay-low for the night. The overhanging branches denied snowfall, leaving the ground mostly dry to make camp.

"We should get there tomorrow mid-day," Charlie confirmed, sitting up against one of the trees. "I have some food in my pack." Charlie focused on digging inside of her bag as you and Ketch sat across from her.

Silence encaptured the air, allowing Ketch's gaze to lingered over you quizzically. "What were the other reasons?"

"What?" Your eyes snapped to Ketch; confusion etched on your features.

Ketch raised a brow, watching you curiously. "You alluded that I was not the sole reason you impulsively jumped through the rift. Hence, there must be other reasons."

Charlie halted her roaming hand, eavesdropping on the conversation. You coiled into yourself, bringing your knees to your chest, hugging them. "There's a job that needs to get done," your voice grew tight. "You and Dean couldn't do it in the given timeslot, so I'm working off the clock." You paused, waiting for Ketch's attention to drop. When he continued to stare, you huffed, "That's all."

Ketch narrowed his eyes, concern pooling in the blue. "Are you alright?"

You huffed. "No. Honestly, I'm pissed that nothing's getting done this year. Jack and Mary have been gone for months, and we've had two chances now to get them back and squat."

"I wouldn't worry too much about your friends," Charlie spoke up, pulling out a crinkled ziplock bag filled with assorted nuts. She outstretched the bag toward you, but you politely declined as she continued. "Jack is so powerful, and Mary... she's one of the best hunters I've ever seen. They've given us all something to hope for again. We finally have a chance to end Michael. It'd be a shame to see them go so soon."

You soaked in the information, unaware of the vital roles Jack and Mary created in the span of time they'd lived in the alternative world. It made you rethink the real reason you jumped through the rift.

Charlie continued searching through the tightly packed bag, mumbling curses until she triumphantly pulled out a bottle of rich brown liquid. "A much as I enjoy your Jack, this is still my fav." Charlie uncapped the bottle, taking a long drink before passing it over to you.

After sharing the bottle a short while, Ketch revisited the same, pestering subject. "I'm rather surprised you left your angel; considering his current condition and all."

"Angel?" Charlie questioned, body tensing as her gaze shifted towards you.

"Easy," Ketch told her. "He's one of the good ones, or at least decent enough to care about humanity." Ketch's eyes turned back to you. "He's alright with you galavanting around another universe?"

"He left."

"He-he what?" Ketch stuttered, blinking in astonishment.

"You heard me." You gazed up at Ketch, expecting the man to gloat. "Lucifer never killed him. Gabriel pretended to die. That was his was of breaking up with me. He'd rather go shack up with porn stars in Monte Carlo, and that's exactly what he did."

"He left you... for porn stars?"

"And all of the pressures of the pending apocalypse, but yeah, that's exactly what he did. I know I don't look like one of his bimbos, but I deserved better than mourning him for eight years."

Ketch shook his head, looking away as he contemplated a thought. "I can't imagine anyone leaving you." He mumbled to himself, staring at stray snow by his boot.

"Oh please," you scoffed. "I'm not exactly the type of girl to go to war for."

"No, you aren't," Ketch agreed, gazing into your eyes.

"Well, at least you're honest." You took a swing of the bottle.

"You're worth starting a war." Ketch extended his hand. "Now, do plan on hogging Mr. Daniels all night?"

In the morning, Ketch woke late. Having fallen asleep last to ensure your safety, he woke without you at his side. Ketch instantly sat up, and found himself met with firey ginger hair hovering over him.

"Chill, bucko," she told him. "Your girl had to pee. She'll be back."

Ketch nodded, attempting to calm his increased heartbeat. Ketch stood up, shaking off the elements of the Earth as he caught his breath.

"And here I thought you were only trying to cope a field."

Ketch froze. "I have no idea what you're insinuating."

"Oh please, you're want to get in her mind as much as her pants. And using the crying-on-the-shoulder technique, very cliche."

Ketch bent down to grab a canister and brought it to his lips to sip. "Not that I am, but would it work?"

Charlie shrugged. "Eh. I think she'd already need to have some sort of feelings for you; she doesn't seem that naive."

"But I do have a shot?" Ketch inquired, specks of hope glistening in his eyes as he stared at Charlie expectantly.

Charlie shook her head in disbelief. "Heterosexual love, so strange."

Dean, Sam and Castiel scattered the country for nearly two weeks, scavenging to find any trace of the archangel. Ontop of having Mary, Jack and the AU's Charlie in the alternative universe, they now needed to rescue you. Time was ticking on the other side. The longer their friends and family were near Michael, the closer danger became.

Rowena narrowed down Gabriel's location to two separate states. While Castiel raced down to Texas, the Winchesters managed to take the accurate location. During a brotherly argument, there came a loud knock on their motel door.  

"Hey, fellas," Gabriel breathed heavily, clutching his side, oozing with bright red blood. "Looking for me?"

The Winchesters froze at Gabriel greeting, unknowing how to act first. Gabriel shook his head at them. "Care to let me in? I am bleeding out here."

Sam offered an arm, helping the archangel to the motel couch, where Gabriel plopped down. Both Winchesters hovered over the injured angel, arms crossed in unity.

"So, now you're in trouble?" Sam asked.

Gabriel chuckled, looking down at his wound. "What gave you that idea?"

Both Sam and Dean glared at the archangel.

Gabriel brushed off their resentment. "Yeah, I'm returning some knives previously launched into my back." When neither Sam or Dean responded, Gabriel scoffed, "I'm getting revenge on the dick bags who sold me to Asmodeus. This," he pointed to his injury. "is the cost of crossing one of the names off my list."

Gabriel shifted on the couch. "So anyway, umm... I don't suppose you guys have any more of my grace laying around. Cause the tank's a little low. It'll recharge eventually. But, uh, until then..."

"Whatever we didn't use on you we used on the rift." Dean spat. "And we need more."

"No," Gabriel began to rise from his spot on the couch, but groaned, rolling back. "Ugh." Gabriel eyed the boys. "Since I'm stuck here, I may as well ask, uh... why do you need more?"

Sam and Dean glanced at each other. Eventually, Sam turned back to Gabriel, licking his lip before speaking. "Uh, because of Y/N."

Gabriel's nonchalant act dropped immediately. Despite the pain Gabriel endured, he sat up, leaning closer to the youngest Winchester "What the hell happened? Is she hurt?"

Sam stepped back, allowing Dean to fill in the gaps. "She went through the rift."

Gabriel's face twisted into conversion. He attempted to stand but fell back on the couch. His injury didn't sustain his voice as he burned a hole through Sam. "I told you to protect her!"

"It gets worse. When I left, there were angels after Ketch and I. He stayed behind to fight them off, but with Y/N jumping through... the angels may have her."

Gabriel's eyes narrowed, rage encapturing his features. "Revenge can wait."

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