#he looked so distraught... i'm so upset about that result.. made me sick to my stomach 😔😔

[somedaytakethetime]

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[babeyvenus]

Wakanda's Princess

Nakia's pregnant with T'Challa's daughter. What will these two do with the new princess?

Chapter 1: Too Soon

This can't be happening…

Nakia looked down at her stomach and into the toilet. It's too soon.

She sat on the floor, distraught and anxious. She dreamed of this day before, but it was soon. Too soon.

She didn't know who to go to, in fear of the news getting out. But chose to go to the scientific princess.

Nakia walked in, dizzy from her morning sickness and saw Shuri working on some shoes. She looked around for her lover before making her way over to his sister.

"Shuri…I need help.", she whispered.

"What is it now? Did you break something?", the princess asked, not looking at her.

'Not yet….', Nakia thought.

"No. I just….I'm scared.", Nakia said instead.

Shuri finally turned around, taking in her friend's sickly state. "Whoa, what happened to you?", she asked.

"That's what I wanna know.", Nakia said, sitting in a chair.

She stared at the woman for a while. "You're pregnant, aren't you?", she asked.

Nakia's eyes widened as she hushed her. "Not so loud!", she whispered-yelled.

Shuri gasped. "So you are.", she said.

"I guess so. I didn't pay any mind to it until now.", Nakia said, looking down disappointed in herself. Shuri was the complete opposite. "I'm gonna be an auntie.", she said smiling.

In a way, Nakia felt relieved that Shuri wasn't upset. "Will you please check…?", she asked, unsure.

Shuri prepared her nanos as a bed and had Nakia lay on them.

"This might tickle.", she said.

"I'm not worried about tickles.", Nakia said, looking at her stomach.

Shuri hooked up an IV on Nakia, made her do some urine tests and waited.

"Yup. You came to me right on time.", she said, finally getting the results.

Nakia frowned. It's not like she didn't want to have the baby. She would've been ecstatic if they had talked about it. However…

He's going to be King soon….

"If you're worried about T'Challa, there's nothing to be worried about. Geez, you two always act like I don't have time on my hands. I'm here to help both of you.", Shuri said, reassuring Nakia.

Nakia smiled sadly. "Thank you.

"Shuri, do you have my device ready??", a familiar voice boomed in a short distance, making Nakia's eyes widen.

"Oh no…I don't want him to find out now. Put it away! Put it away!", she whispered, hearing his footsteps.

Shuri hurried with everything and got out his device she had been working on.

"It's here, brother. Ready to go.", she said, once T'challa came in. The older brother smiled and took it from her. "Thank you.", he said and turned to his lover, unaware of her nervousness. "Good morning, my love.", he said, coming over to Nakia and kissed her on her forehead before he left.

The women sighed in relief. "That was close.", Nakia said.

"Too close.", Shuri agreed. "So how long are you planning on keeping it from him….?", she asked.

"For as long as I can. I don't want to stress him out as much as he is now.", Nakia said.

"So how long do you think you'll be able to hide such a thing? You're going to swell a couple of months.", Shuri informed.

Nakia knew that. Though, she had a place to hide whenever her stomach would grow. She informed Shuri of such a place and decided that's where she'll stay.

She only hoped that T'Challa wouldn't miss her so much until it was time.

Months passed and it was finally time for Nakia to birth her child. It was a baby girl and instantly she knew the familiar genetic features of her lover.

"She's beautiful.", Shuri whispered, laying the infant child in Nakia's arms. Nakia cried, both out of happiness and despair. She had to cut all ties off from the Dora Milaje and could only give little information to the queen in fear of T'challa ever finding out.

Nakia decided it was too much. She couldn't let T'Challa know. Nakia let the women of a nearby village watch over her daughter before making herself known to her lover who welcomed her back, confused, worried and relieved that she was okay.

14 years had passed and T'Challa had yet to find out. By then, it was too late to go back. Nakia realized it would only make things worse if he had found out this late.

Instead T'Challa was with his father inside Vienna.

He huffed, tugging at his collar around his neck and looked at his father. "It's chafing.", he complained, making his father smile in amusement.

"Bear with it for now. We'll be gone soon.", he said.

The prince huffed and looked out the window.

"At a special United Nations conference 117 countries have come together to ratify the Sokovia Accords.", he heard and glanced at a red haired woman.

"Excuse me, Miss Romanoff?", a woman walks up to a red haired woman. "Yes?", she responds.

"These need your signature.", she said.

T'Challa watched as she signed a form and let the woman leave, finally recognizing her.

"I suppose neither of us is used to the spotlight.", T'Challa spoke up.

She turns to him. "Oh, well, it's not always so flattering.", she says.

"You seem to be doing alright so far. Considering your last trip to Capitol Hill… I wouldn't think you would be particularly comfortable in this company.", he says.

"Well, I'm not.", she says with a frown.

"That alone makes me glad you're here, Miss Romanoff.", T'Challa says genuinely.

"Why? You don't approve of all this?", she asks.

"The Accords, yes. The politics, not really. Two people in a room can get more done than a hundred.", he said.

"Unless you need to move a piano.", king T'Chaka says, walking up to them.

"Father.", the prince greets.

"Son. Miss Romanoff.", The king nodded to them.

"King T'Chaka. Please, allow me to apologize for what happened in Nigeria.", she apologizes, bowing.

"Thank you. Thank you for agreeing to all this. I'm sad to hear that Captain Rogers will not be joining us today.", he says.

"Yes, so am I.", she says and T'Challa smiles.

"If everyone could please be seated. This assembly is now in session.", they hear on the PA.

"That is the future calling. Such a pleasure.", T'Challa said, bowing to her.

"Thank you.", she says and leaves.

"For a man who disapproves of diplomacy, you're getting quite good at it.", his father says.

"I'm happy, baba.", he said, smiling.

The men give their affection before the king walks up to the podium for his speech.

"When stolen Wakandan vibranium was used to make a terrible weapon, we in Wakanda were forced to question our legacy. Those men and women killed in Nigeria, were part of a goodwill mission from a country too long in the shadows. We will not, however, let misfortune drive us back. We will fight to improve the world we wish to join. I am grateful to the Avengers for supporting this initiative."

As T'Challa listens to his father, his peripheral vision catches something outside the building. His eyes widened before turning back to his father. "Wakanda is proud to extend its hand in peace.", his father's last words were.

"EVERYBODY GET DOWN!", T'Challa yelled and ran for his father, but was too late and got blown away.

As the explosion cleared, T'Challa crawled on the floor in search of his father and found his limp body.

"Baba…. Baba!" The prince checked for a pulse but there was nothing…

He's dead….

"No….no….!!", T'Challa cried, cradling his father's lifeless body.

Unfortunately the news spread quickly back to Wakanda where Nakia was waiting for T'Challa. She felt regretful as she watched her daughter walk amongst the women in the village she stayed in.

She turned to the sound of footsteps and saw Shuri walk up to her in tears.

"Shuri…what's wrong….?", she asked, worriedly.

Shuri hugs her tight and bawls. The women rocked, Nakia confused and let Shuri settle down.

"Shuri, won't you tell me what happened?", Nakia asked.

"He's dead….my father. He's dead…", she whispers. Nakia's eyes widened and glossed over.

T'Chaka….dead….? Where's T'Challa…? What happened and how….? Why…?

"We have to go bury him….", Shuri says, getting up and looking at her niece.

"She wasn't even able to have the chance to know her grandfather….", she says.

Nakia glances at her daughter.

She's right. And it wasn't fair. What did he do to deserve his death….?

"T'Challa's in so much pain right now. He's the one that was there.", she said.

That only made Nakia's despair worsen. She didn't want to pile on more bad news.

Unfortunately, that didn't last. It had been months, and she was getting too big to hide for long.

After T'Challa returned to Wakanda after settling with the Avengers and delivering Xeno to justice, Nakia sought out for T'Challa, finally deciding to let him meet his child. The look on his face after seeing him made her want to change her mind. He looked so tired but happy to see her.

As they met up, he felt a bit relieved to see her but could tell something was off. She seemed... Nervous. "There's something I have to tell you.", she told him. Many outcomes entered his mind in an instant. She either found another love, was in trouble with someone or wanted him back.

He'd have to mentally prepare for one of those responses, but was not prepared for her to take him into the farther fields outside of the golden palace where animals grazed and their caretakers watched over them.

Nakia's eyes laid on a girl who was petting a rhino and T'Challa followed her line of sight. He looked at her in confusion at the girl. Nakia took a breath and called out for the girl who turned to them, a look of distain appearing on her face for a moment before she got a good look of the prince before her and she immediately straightened up.

T'Challa's eyebrow raised at the girl as she walked up to them and he looked at Nakia who appeared a little more distressed. The girl stepped up to them and bowed a bit. "My prince.", she greeted.

T'Challa shook his head. "No need for that." She looked up in confusion. "Am I needed?", she asked him and he looked at her with furrowed eyebrows as he took in her features. She looked no older than 14 or 15.

He looked back at Nakia who looked at him with glossed eyes. "T'Challa, this is T'Kia.", she introduced. His eyes widened as he realized why the woman was so off-putting today. He looked between the girl and the woman. "Is she... Did we...–?", he started.

Nakia nods, silently, watching the prince's eyes become glossy. T'Challa looks at the girl. "She's your daughter.", Nakia says, shocking the girl.

T'Kia looked between the two in disbelief before she stared at T'Challa who stared back. He had so many questions. Why was he just now finding out about this...? Why did it take so long? Did she resent him?

He couldn't stand the girl's confused and teary eyes. He looked at her for another long moment, trying to take her in. He felt a sense of regret and shame for missing out on so many years.

Then he reached out and pulled TKia close. "Are you angry with me...?", he asked, softly.

Her eyes bubbled with tears instead, feeling warm inside. This was what she was missing all these years. Not knowing what a father was like... Not knowing what it was like to have him around.

She shook her head silently, hugging him back.

The prince embraced her in his arms, his face now buried in her hair. Even though she was his own flesh and blood, he had never held his own child before.

He never even saw her birth. He missed out on her first steps, her first words, her first birthday.

All the guilt and regret hit him at once and he only squeezed her harder.

The sounds of her sniffles made his heart clench painfully. "Baba...", she sobbed, nuzzling her face in his chest, grasping at his clothes as if he'd disappear. The prince shook his head, and stroked her hair as he shushed her. "Baba is here now. Baba's not going anywhere.", he cooed softly.

He looked over to Nakia, who had tears in her eyes too. He could see the guilt in hers. Her sorrow for keeping their child from him, her tears not just of joy, but also of regret.

[moonflower-31]

You Found Me - Gabriel x Reader

Warnings: Language? Somewhat? Oh and some self doubt, but not a lot. There is a looot of angst though. This is part of a two part oneshot. Hope you enjoy the feels.

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Character(s): Gabriel, Dean, Sam, Castiel

You were worried, to put it simply. Gabriel had told you three weeks ago he'd start to change. That he would take you out more. See you more in general. Not go off to Chuck knows where, doing who knows what.

You were worried. Yeah. That's the word. You were also pissed. Pissed he hadn't answered your prayers at all in those three weeks. Dean and Sam and Cas had all been through all the ways to try and bring him back, figure out what was going on, except to summon him. You had insisted that be the first thing they do, but Cas had intervened. He had said that if Gabriel was gone somewhere, that it was probably good reason. And that he would answer them in other ways.

But look where that got you?

"Look, kid, I know you miss your archangel douche of a boyfriend but-" Dean starts, looking up from the table he sat at in the main library. You rolled your eyes and looked up from your lore book on angels.

"But what? Dean? He might actually be in real danger! And you're sitting there--eating take out!" You exclaim, gesturing to his heart-attack-inducing food in front of him. Dean immediately gave you an offended glare and wrapped an arm around his food. You rolled your eyes again, and then put your eyes back to the book you were reading. No one would tell you the summoning for an archangel. And since the only archangel that would be able to be summoned would be Gabriel, you figured your chances of getting his ass back here were pretty good.

"Come on, let him live a little! I mean, I don't like the guy but every now and then, a guy has to have his alone time. Find himself. I did it. Sam's done it more than once." Dean reminds. You shake your head. Dean continues. "What I'm saying is maybe you should stop trying to summon him and let him come when he's ready. I'm sure he's fine, alright? He would have let you of all people know he was in danger if he was." Dean reminds again.

You grumble and slam the book in your hands closed. "You know what? I'm done. Done with you, and Sam, and Cas's petty excuses! It's like you don't even care!" You exclaim, and stomp out of the library.

You stomp off and slam the door to your room closed, locking it behind you as you collapse onto your bed, wishing and praying for Gabriel to return.

He hadn't returned in three weeks. Not even when you were in danger on hunts and you prayed to him. It made you question if he even loved you anymore. The thought of it made you sick. But it was possible.

You felt your chest heave and tears began to pour from your eyes as you sat back up and pulled the book from where you had dropped it beside the bed. You began wiping away your tears only for new ones to take their place. You opened the book and kept scouring the pages as a knock came to your door.  You immediately hid the book under your sheets and then stood up, and went to the door.

"Who is it?" You ask.

"Castiel. Dean said you were upset."

"Go away Cas. I'm fine. Just distraught over your damn older brother, nothing new." You grumbled, walking away from the door and sitting back on your bed.

A flutter of wings sounds and you look up, finding the trenchcoated angel standing at the foot of your bed. "Y/N... Gabriel will be okay. I promise." He says, looking at you with as sincere enough eyes as an angel can probably muster.

You let out a sad chuckle. "Really Cas? Same speech as last time? I just want him back... I don't want to lose him..." you say, hugging your arms for a moment as you fight the incoming tears. Castiel walks over and wraps his arms around you in a comforting hug, letting you wrap your own arms around him as he holds you. You're appreciative of the gesture as he lets you cry, and lays you down on the bed when you fall asleep. Your first real sleep in days.

~~~~

When you reawaken, it's later in the day, around midnight. You sigh and check your bed, seeing the book still there. You bring it out and start flipping through it, until you find it. And after a few quick translations, find out what you needed for summoning your absent boyfriend.

You write a quick note of the ingredients you needed, and then got up. You had some of the ingredients. But lacked two. You needed some herbs and some leaves that were hard to come by. So you needed to talk to someone.

"Yeah, those'll do. Thanks. I'll be down to pick them up in a few hours. Thanks." You say, hanging up on the friend who owed you a few favors. He had some of the ingredients that you needed. And all you needed now was to put it all together. And say the chant, of course.

You were walking out of your room, when Sam stopped you. You raise an eyebrow as the tall, moose-like man stood in your way.

"Uh...Sam? What are you doing?" You ask, a bag of essentials on your back.

Sam gives you a bitch face. "Really? You really don't think I didn't see you sneak that book into your room? I've read it. And it has what we've been telling you we shouldn't be doing. Wait it out. Alright? I promise, it's all gonna be okay-" Sam starts.

At this point, you were done of hearing that. After so many instances of Dean, Sam, Cas, hell, even Charlie saying it, you were done. Absolutely done. So you snapped.

You immediately shoved Sam out of the way as soon as his guard was down, pinning his sleeve to the wall with one of your knifes. Sam calls out to Dean to alert him of your escape, but you're too quick. You race up the stairs behind you and then you exit the bunker, racing down the road as adrenaline fills your veins.

You didn't dare take the Impala, knowing Dean would kill you if you did.  He rarely let Sam off the hook when he took it. So what's to say he wouldn't kill you?

You finally slowed down near a gas n' sip, and found an abandoned car. You went into the store for a moment, and picked out a few of Gabriel's favorite sweets. You took them to the counter and payed for them before going back outside, and hotwiring the abandoned car.

The adrenaline had finally left you after you'd been on the road for awhile. You'd left your phone at the Gas n' Sip, so you weren't able to be tracked. Damn Sam and Charlie's hacking abilities.

You finally pulled up to your buddy's place around 4 am, and parked in their driveway.

"Damn, Y/N, you look great for three years gone." Your old pal Brad said as he opened the door. He opened the door for you to come in soon after, drinking a beer.

You smile but shake your head. "I'm sorry, but this is an urgent hunt. I need those ingredients now." You say.  Brad chuckled.

"Really? You ain't gonna sit down and tell me how you've been with those... those uh.." Brad starts.

"Winchesters." You remind, nodding a bit. "Yeah uh... not now. I don't exactly have the time. But uh... I promise, ill come by soon. Okay?" You promise. Brad chuckled.

"I'm just messing with ya. I know you're busy. Just lemme know if I can help at all. Okay? Any time of night or day. I've got open ears." Brad says, smirking at you with a broken smile. You smiled and nodded.

Brad soon disappeared behind the door, and after five minutes returned with the herbs you needed.

"Take care now. Call me if you ever need anything else." He says as he sees you off. You nod, and wave back at him as you climb back into your stolen car and pull back onto the dark road.

It wasn't until 5 am that you found the place. It was old, it was rusty. It was perfect. You found an old table and set everything up. You used your lighter and lit up the ingredients, soon after uttering the chant.

"Rah ah gah ee oh es Vee nu nohno kee ah seh peh teh poh ah ma lah deh zod" you utter, and a bright light enters the room. You shield your eyes and wait a few moments before you hear him.

"Really? You're resulting to summoning me?" Gabriel grumbles, looking at you annoyedly. "Im busy, Sugar." He says.

You weren't listening. You were merely relieved that he was okay. You walk around the table, and then wrap your arms around him, almost too tightly.

Then he pushes you away.

"Sugar, please. I'm busy. Can't this wait?" Gabriel asks. You look up at him dejected.

"Busy? You're just 'busy'?" You ask, venom and hurt in your voice. Gabriel looks a bit hurt by your words, but doesn't react otherwise.

"You promise me that you'll spend more time with me, cuddle more, hang out more, watch more movies, but no. No you're 'busy'" you hiss, looking at Gabriel with tears in your eyes.

"Yeah, I am. I’m not gonna keep having this conversation right now. Like I said, I'm busy. I have somethings I need to do." He says, looking at you.

You furrow your eyebrows. You stomp forward and you grab his collar. "You know what would have been appreciated? Gabriel? If you would let me know you were okay! I've been worried about you this entire time! 'What if he's been kidnapped and he's being tortured? What if it's my fault?' Wow, but you're too busy!" You spat, shoving him back and turning away from him.

Gabriel sighed. "Y/N, please, okay? I couldn't get back to you. And besides, this isn't something you should be worried about. I don't understand why you were so worried-" he says. You nod your head as you turned back around. You were done.

"Why am I so worried? Gabriel I have lost so many people, so many. So yeah, im sorry that I just don't want to lose another. Especially not you. But no, you can't understand that, can you?" You growl back. Gabriel rolled his eyes and went to speak again.

"Don't twist my own words against me-" he starts. You shook your head and pointed in his face.

"No, no you need to listen. You, don't understand how hurt you've made me. How badly, I kept thinking about myself. Thinking that you just didn't love me anymore. So you know what? I'm done. I don't care of you still do, or still don't. I'm done." You snap, shoving him back as you toss the altar over.

Gabriel goes to speak again, panick filling his eyes. But you shake your head.

"No, Gabriel. You've done enough damage." You hiss. "Come find me when you understand how I felt." You say before you cut your hand and start drawing a sigil on the wall.

"Sugar, please, we can talk this out-" he starts, walking towards you just as you finish the sigil and hit against it with your hand, sending him back wherever you'd summoned him.

You felt tears re-emerge from your eyes as you walk out of the building and climb into your car. You turn it back on and start driving down the road, sniffling a bit as you decided that enough was enough. You stopped by another Gas n' Sip and walked up to the pay phone.

You dialed a number in after using the last of the money you'd brought. After a few rings, the line picked up.

"Hey Brad... mind if I cash in that favor?"