You were on edge all week. Gabriel hasn't shown up at all, and you were edgy for this date you had. (I'm gonna be this arsehole, and let Sam and Dean worry about me.)

Yes, a date. Dean wasn't too keen about it, but you needed to leave before you went stir crazy. Besides, he wasn't your dad, at least you don't think.

"Ugh, why couldn't I just have sweats and a shirt for this fancy restaurant." You were pulling at the bottom of the black dress you had on.

It was sleek, and went down to your mid-thigh. It was pretty cool, you had to admit, for a hunter, anyway. You grabbed your nicer hunting jacket (which wasn't as torn up).

"I'm goooiiiinggg!" You called out and shut the bunker door. You sighed with fear, and got into your blue Jeep.

You drove to where you said you would go to. A small restaurant, but fancy enough for the small town.

You got it and went inside. You instantly smelled food. Just food. You inhales and sighed.

You saw the guy you were out with. His hair was short, brown and a bit messy. Michael was in a burgundy button up and pants.

"Uh, hi." You smiled. You only met once in a bar, about two weeks ago. You really hoped this went well.

"Hey. So, I think we have a table." He smirked, giving off a bad boy vibe. You forces a smile and followed the waiter.

You immediately regretted this date. It just felt, well, wrong. Like this guy was your best friend or brother in fact.

After you dat down, you sighed. "I'm pretty sure I know you from somewhere, I swear, Michael."

"Uh, I don't know... Maybe we've seen each other in passing, but not before this." He paled, laughing nervously.

"You mean, before we met at that bar?" You asked. This guy was getting shadier with every second passing.

"Oh, y-yeah." He mumbled, fiddling with the fork in front of him.

"Right, right. So, where are you from?" You ask, as you lean back. He looked confused and then sighed.

"Oh, Sacramento. I moved here, well, because reasons." He sighed

"I'm sorry (Y/N). I'm just really nervous. Never really, uh, been on dates." He sighed, seeing to relax.

You laugh, half-heartedly. "No reason to be nervous. I can't do much with this, now can I?" You smiled, as you showed your sprained wrist.

"What happened?" Michael asked, and the night went on.

It wasn't until the date was over untold he got a bit darker.

"Can I drive you home?" He asked, as you stepped into the cold, rainy night.

You let go of his hand and pointed to your Jeep. "Oh, I have my car here." You sighed, and held onto your water bottle.

"I do know where the bunker is though, (Y/N)." He smiled, and you pulled away. How did he know? It was basically hidden.

"Uh, what a-are you talking about?" You pale and pull out your phone. You dialled Dean, a bit frightened.

"D-Dean? My date knows where the bunker is...." You yelled j to the receiver.

"What?" Dean said, his voice going flat. You could hear Sam rustling in the background, hearing what I said.

"Yeah, and he's starting to freak me out. He feels more like a brother than a date. Like a friend." You looked into Michael's whiskey coloured eyes.

Wait a minute. You dropped your phone and opened your water bottle.
You walked over to Michael and poured the water on his head.

"Going under your brothers name now, huh, Gabriel. Not fucking funny." You were close to tears. The disguise disappeared and a guilty looking Gabriel stood where 'Michael' once was.

"Look, I'm sor-" You were already in your car once he started talking. You let the tears fall and you drove over the limit, by a long shot. You got to the bunker in no time, and walked in, not caring what you looked like.

"(Y/N)?" You heard Dean call out, and you walked into the library, your makeup running down your face.

"Fuck Angels. F-U-C-K them all. Except Cas. Cas is not bad." You were flipping everything off. You left the room, and went into your room.

You were less then delighted when you saw a frowning Gabriel on your bed. He had candy all over the room, no joke.

Ceiling, walls, bed, bookcase and desk has candy plastered all over it. You were already crying, so you just decided to break down right there in front of him.

"I'm sorry... It was a giant dick move. Maybe even dickier than Luci." Gabriel picked you up and held you close.

You were like that the whole night, and every 10 minutes, he apologized and hugged you even tighter.

That concluded your prank war, until you felt like doing payback.

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