Part 3, Chapter 5
Chapter 5
On the Road, an hour outside of Sioux Falls
"Hey, guys," Gabriel said, popping into the back seat next to Judas, who jerked awake with a faint yelp.
"What the hell!"
"DVD has a tracker in it," he said, before they asked.
"Okay, there's a rule about poofing in and out of my car while I'm driving," Dean complained. "Don't do it."
"So...what, I'm just supposed to hover over you until you stop?" Gabriel asked.
"Yes!"
"That's boring."
"It's also less likely to cause an accident," Judas pointed out.
Gabriel ignored him. "So, we should plan."
Sam turned to look at him. "We already got rings from Famine and War. Do you know where the others are?"
Gabriel shook his head. "No, sorry."
"Can you zero in on them, or anything?"
He shook his head again. "I could find what's left of War and Famine for you, but that's not exactly helpful."
"What can you do?" Dean asked.
"Go looking." Gabriel shrugged. "They've probably got high-level demons as PAs. With a little luck, I might be able to find those demons' names. Once we have those, we can summon 'em and get to the Horsemen that way. Meanwhile, the rest of you can look for omens and stuff," he said. "You know, the boring part. We keep in touch, check in every day or so. We'll track 'em down eventually, then we can work out our final move."
"Just have to hope we find them in time," Judas said quietly.
Once again, Gabriel ignored him. "I can also lay down some false trails. Keep Michael and his crew busy while you guys look for the Horsemen."
"You can't do all of that at once, Abba."
For the third time, Gabriel didn't respond. "Sound like a plan, guys?"
Sam and Dean exchanged a quick look in the rearview mirror. "What kind of trails?" Sam asked.
Gabriel rolled his eyes. "I am a Trickster, guys. I've got loads of ideas."
"Yeah, well, before we sign off on this, you're gonna have to give us more than that," Dean said.
"Oh, come on," Gabriel complained. "I almost got stabbed for you! I'm helping."
"You haven't exactly been Mr. Friendly in the past," Dean reminded him. "You didn't mention any of this crap about the rings when we were talking before. Which would have been helpful."
Gabriel shrugged. "You were being annoying. And you didn't ask."
"Yes, we did."
"You asked about weapons," Gabriel said. "Weapons that could kill Lucifer. You never asked about locking him up again. If you had, sure, I would have told you about the rings, just like we agreed." He smirked. "But I never promised to answer questions you didn't think to ask."
"You promised to be honest."
"Yeah, which means not lying. Which I didn't. Everything I told you was true. I just left some stuff out. You should have held out for better terms."
Next to Gabriel, Judas buried his face in his hands. Clearly this type of behavior was nothing new to him.
"You're a dick, you know that?" Dean said.
Gabriel smirked. "Never said I wasn't. But that was then, and now I am on your side, committed and ready to get stabbed and everything, so...are we doing this, or what?"
"We'll talk it over with Bobby," Sam suggested. "Then we can all split up and track down demon names, or Horseman omens, or whatever."
"You're seriously getting a second opinion?" Gabriel asked. "Who do you know that knows more about this crap than I do? I mean come on."
Judas pinched the bridge of his nose. "Abba..."
Gabriel grumbled something under his breath, then slouched and glared sullenly out the window.
Judas sighed, visibly giving up, and looked out the opposite window, one hand resting uneasily on the bloodstain on his chest.
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On the Road, an hour outside of Sioux Falls
"Hey, guys," Gabriel said, popping into the back seat next to Judas, who jerked awake with a faint yelp.
"What the hell!"
"DVD has a tracker in it," he said, before they asked.
"Okay, there's a rule about poofing in and out of my car while I'm driving," Dean complained. "Don't do it."
"So...what, I'm just supposed to hover over you until you stop?" Gabriel asked.
"Yes!"
"That's boring."
"It's also less likely to cause an accident," Judas pointed out.
Gabriel ignored him. "So, we should plan."
Sam turned to look at him. "We already got rings from Famine and War. Do you know where the others are?"
Gabriel shook his head. "No, sorry."
"Can you zero in on them, or anything?"
He shook his head again. "I could find what's left of War and Famine for you, but that's not exactly helpful."
"What can you do?" Dean asked.
"Go looking." Gabriel shrugged. "They've probably got high-level demons as PAs. With a little luck, I might be able to find those demons' names. Once we have those, we can summon 'em and get to the Horsemen that way. Meanwhile, the rest of you can look for omens and stuff," he said. "You know, the boring part. We keep in touch, check in every day or so. We'll track 'em down eventually, then we can work out our final move."
"Just have to hope we find them in time," Judas said quietly.
Once again, Gabriel ignored him. "I can also lay down some false trails. Keep Michael and his crew busy while you guys look for the Horsemen."
"You can't do all of that at once, Abba."
For the third time, Gabriel didn't respond. "Sound like a plan, guys?"
Sam and Dean exchanged a quick look in the rearview mirror. "What kind of trails?" Sam asked.
Gabriel rolled his eyes. "I am a Trickster, guys. I've got loads of ideas."
"Yeah, well, before we sign off on this, you're gonna have to give us more than that," Dean said.
"Oh, come on," Gabriel complained. "I almost got stabbed for you! I'm helping."
"You haven't exactly been Mr. Friendly in the past," Dean reminded him. "You didn't mention any of this crap about the rings when we were talking before. Which would have been helpful."
Gabriel shrugged. "You were being annoying. And you didn't ask."
"Yes, we did."
"You asked about weapons," Gabriel said. "Weapons that could kill Lucifer. You never asked about locking him up again. If you had, sure, I would have told you about the rings, just like we agreed." He smirked. "But I never promised to answer questions you didn't think to ask."
"You promised to be honest."
"Yeah, which means not lying. Which I didn't. Everything I told you was true. I just left some stuff out. You should have held out for better terms."
Next to Gabriel, Judas buried his face in his hands. Clearly this type of behavior was nothing new to him.
"You're a dick, you know that?" Dean said.
Gabriel smirked. "Never said I wasn't. But that was then, and now I am on your side, committed and ready to get stabbed and everything, so...are we doing this, or what?"
"We'll talk it over with Bobby," Sam suggested. "Then we can all split up and track down demon names, or Horseman omens, or whatever."
"You're seriously getting a second opinion?" Gabriel asked. "Who do you know that knows more about this crap than I do? I mean come on."
Judas pinched the bridge of his nose. "Abba..."
Gabriel grumbled something under his breath, then slouched and glared sullenly out the window.
Judas sighed, visibly giving up, and looked out the opposite window, one hand resting uneasily on the bloodstain on his chest.
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