Bright Size Life - Chapter Two
Title: Bright Size Life (2/6)
Author: scyllaya
Pairings/Characters: Gabriel/Dean Smith, other various Supernatural characters
Rating: PG (NC-17 for overall)
Warnings: cursing
Spoilers: All-human AU fanfic! “4.17 It’s A Terrible Life” and “5.08 Changing Channels” (Gabriel, duh)
Word Count: ~ 1400 (this chapter)
Summary: Dean Smith meets an annoying wiseguy at a restaurant one evening and Dean’s just tired enough for the day to give him a piece of his mind. The real surprise comes next day at Sandover and that turns Dean’s life upside down in record speed.
Disclaimer: All names and characters in this story belong to CW/WB and Mr.Kripke. I’m playing, not stealing! If you sue me a fairy will die.
Author’s Note: I had this idea in my head for a while, but other fics always distracted me, but not anymore. The story is un-betad. Sorry! >_<
Title from Pat Metheny Group: Bright Size Life, corporate guys don’t listen to classic rock ;)
Art by the amazing candylovinangel ! Thank you darling <3 ( Art Masterpost)
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Chapter Two
Dean managed to hide in his office for hours, he did work, but his mind was racing. He heard about Gabriel Donnerman before, obviously, he was sure that there was just no one in the corporate world that didn’t hear about him. And Dean cursed himself for not googling the guy at least once, because sure he would’ve remembered what he looked like then. Victor dropped by in his office for lunch and Dean listened to him as he shared his considerable amount of information about their new CEO. Dean only listened half-heartedly as he was staring into his salad, he didn’t really have an appetite. The only thing that everyone knew even Dean was that he was not even forty, but he was one of the twenty wealthiest people on Earth.
The Donnerman Industries started out small, but grew huge and there was just nothing they were not involved with. Of course it was computer software and hardware and mobile technology that made the company real big back in the day, but that didn’t mean they were not involved with construction companies and all types of electronics and communications. As the technology developed they certainly kept up, and now they were one of the main developers and suppliers for the US Military among other things, hell they probably manufactured satellite parts and electronics for NASA too.
Now Dean wasn’t sure why Gabriel Donnerman decided to put his hands on Sandover, but he was famous for making decisions others didn’t understand or called downright crazy until it brought another few extra billions and then all other businessmen would gape at him and calling him a genius, which he probably was Dean concluded.
Dean tried to do some work after he somehow managed to calm down from the morning conference when there was a knock on his door and Pamela got in.
‘Hey there’ she greeted with a smile.
‘Hey Pam, what can I do you for?’ he asked.
‘Guess who got a promotion?’ she asked with a wide smile when she got in.
‘Really? Congratulations’ Dean smiled back at her.
‘Oh yes, the new big boss asked for CVs prior from a lot of Sandover employees from Adler and I just happen to be the one who’s… his personal assistant from now on.’
Dean almost flinched even if Pam was only referring to their new boss, but he could understand why she was excited. This would mean a huge raise for her as she was the assistant of one of the managers until now and she was way over-educated for that, this was a huge step for her. Dean knew Pamela as they happened to like the same coffee and they started talking on Dean’s third day down at the café on the ground floor.
‘That’s great Pamela, really… I’m happy for you.’
‘Having a bad day?’ she asked. ‘Now don’t worry it’s gonna turn better. Mr. Donnerman awaits you in his office.’
Dean wasn’t sure if Pamela noticed that he paled again, but he managed to give her a nod and a small smile. As he stood in the elevator he felt like he was walking up to a guillotine, because this would be it. He’s gonna get fired so quickly that he won’t even know what hit him. Pamela opened the door for him and Dean stepped into the office. There wasn’t much in it yet, almost nothing but a desk with a stock of papers on it a laptop opened, a phone, a chair in front and one behind it and Gabriel Donnerman sitting there. Dean took a deep breath and walked closer, Donnerman gestured to the chair and Dean sat down. There was silence for a few long moments and Dean was pretty sure that the guy was just torturing him at this point.
‘So, I’ve been looking over your CV and your accomplishments of the…’ he turned a page on the file he was holding. ‘past four weeks. So you are a new employee. Huh.’ He turned another page then looked at Dean. ‘Excuse me I’m a bit slow today, yesterday I was real busy drinking away my pathetic little life.’
Dean literally felt as the last of his blood drained from his face, because really this was even worse than he first thought it would be.
‘I’m… I’m…’ and okay, he was just pathetic at this point. ‘I couldn’t have possibly… I’m good at my job…’ he said instead. ‘I’m doing the best of my abilities… and I’m sure… but…’
‘Whoa buddy’ Donnerman stood up from his chair and got around his desk quickly. ‘You don’t look so hot, you feeling alright?’ he was right next to Dean, trying to catch his eyes. ‘Don’t pass out on me here… I’m just messing with you.’
He gave a smile that was probably meant as reassuring, but Dean was sure that the guy was the Devil at that very moment. Donnerman pushed the intercom and asked Pamela for some water.
‘Seriously’ he said as he leaned to the desk in front of Dean. ‘One would think that I was about to murder you and bury you in the desert’ he said while he kept looking at Dean.
Pam came in a second later with two types of bottled water and glasses. Donnerman thanked her and she left, but Dean noticed the concerned look she threw at Dean.
‘Good to know I’m this scary’ he said as he handed Dean a glass of water he poured from one of the small bottles. Dean drowned it.
‘You do realize what my chances of a new job would be if I got fired after four weeks for personal reasons… by you… in this economical times’ Dean told him because really, who wouldn’t have been freaked out? And okay maybe his hearts stopped racing as violently as it did before, but he still wasn’t sure he would get out of this incident scot-free.
‘Please’ Donnerman rolled his eyes. ‘Like I would get rid of someone like you over something like that. You better remember one thing about me… I’m an ass, but I know what I’m doing, I would say that I’m exceptionally awesome at what I’m doing. So until you do your job well, we’re good. And if you’re really outstanding at it you can ever tell me to go fuck myself and I would still clap you on the shoulder. Comprende?’
Dean could do nothing but stare at him with a rather dumbfounded expression, huh déjà vu. ‘Yes?’ he wasn’t sure if that was the right answer.
‘Good’ the older man smiled. ‘Now you better not join the ass-kissing lemmings of this company, because yesterday I met a guy who didn’t take shit from some wiseguy and could stand up for himself. And I want to work with that guy. Are you that guy, Dean?’ he asked.
In the corporate world if your boss asked you a question like that there was only one possible answer to give. ‘Yes, sir.’ Dean said, but it just caused Donnerman to roll his eyes again.
‘Yes well, I’m not a big fan of that either. The employees I make me call “Sir” are the ones I can’t stand. It’s Gabriel, m’kay? I’m not that old, or that’s what I like to think.’ he paused so Dean was sure that he was expected to react so he nodded. ‘Okay’ Gabriel clapped his hands together as he started to walk back behind his desk. ‘Now that we settled that I hope you like Chinese, you’re joining me on a business dinner with some Asian partners. Please ask Pamela for the details on your way out and um… I’ll see you later.’
And that was a clear dismissal if Dean ever heard one so he stood up and left. Pamela told him about when the car would pick him up and how formal the night would be and she said she would send an e-mail about all the things he needs to know about the business partners he will meet. And even two hours later Dean was sitting at his desk and was wondering what exactly was happening, but he had absolutely no idea.
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