Gabriel X Reader

Alive

You called again. "Sam. It's me. I don't know how but-"

"Enough. You're not my friend. Whatever sick prank you're playing-"

"It's not a prank Sam! I'm alive! I don't know how but it's me! It really is." You pleaded.

He was quiet for a few seconds before he asked "What's our code word?"

You smiled. You came up with a code word in case of demons or shifters so you could make sure that you were yourselves. "Tacocat. It's a palindrome. T-A-C-O-"

"I can spell, Y/N." Sam replied.

You smiled. "So you finally believe it's me?" You asked.

You heard Sam sigh. "Pray for Cas to pick you up. Might take a few minutes though."

"Yeah. My being alive is surprising, even for me. See you soon Sam."

"Bye Y/N."

You headed out to the store. "Thanks for everything. My friend is picking me up in a few minutes."

You walked a few minutes to get away from the store. The air was cold. It had to be winter now.

"Castiel? It's Y/N. I don't know how, but I'm alive. Can you come to pick me up?" You prayed out loud.

"I'm here." Castiel's gruff voice made you jump.

You smiles and hugged the angel. "Cas buddy, it's good to see you!"

He hesitated. "You too. It's quite a shock though."

"You're telling me. Shall we head home?" You asked.

Cas touched your shoulder, sending you back to the bunker. It hadn't changed a bit.

"Y/N?" A familiar voice asked.

"Dean, hey! I guessed Sam filled you in. On me...not being dead..." You smiled awkwardly.

"Missed you kiddo. Do you have any idea how you got back?" Dean asked.

You shrugged."I really have no idea. You guys know?"

Sam walked into the room. "No. No demons would trade. No spells worked. Not even Cas could pull you out. You were in quite far."

"Please. The last thing Y/N needs is questions. What she needs right now is a shower." Cas spoke up.

"Thanks Cas. I'd be a bit offended if it wasn't true. I've been in a grave for..."

"Six months." Dean told you. "You've been dead for six months."

You weren't really sure what to say. Six months. "Wow. I really need a shower. Give me about two hours or so!" You joked.

The shower was great. All the dirt as dried blood gone. You walked into your room, which the Winchesters left untouched. It was also their idea to bury you instead of the usual hunter's funeral. You threw on some sweatpants and a t-shirt.

You walked into the library to find the three of your friends researching a new case.

"Guys, when I was in the shower I found this on my arm." You rolled up your sleeve to show them the bright red handprint that was seared into your upper arm.

"Angels." Dean said instantly.

You raised your eyebrow at the boys. "Dean got a handprint when Cas 'gripped him tight and raised him from perdition'." Sam explained.

"But you said that I was to far in Hell to be pulled out." You said to Cas.

"I did. You were. I'm not sure who pulled you out but I can try to find out." He told you.

You groaned. "It's gonna hurt, isn't it?"

Cas nodded. He walked over to you and placed his hand on your shoulder. The handprint started to glow. A burning pain ran through your body. Then it faded. Castiel looked shocked. "It can't be."

"Cas? What's wrong? Who did it?" You asked.

The angel turned away from you to face the boys. "He's dead."

"Will someone explain to me what's going on? Who's dead?" You persistently asked.

"That would be me." A voice behind you said.

You spun around to find a man who wasn't there a second ago, with blonde hair and golden eyes standing behind you.

Quick as a flash, Castiel pulled out his angel blade and held it to the intruder's neck.

"Woah there bucko! You'll take someone's eye out with that!" The stranger told Cas.

Cas slowly lowered the blade. "Gabriel."

Gabriel smiled. "Hello brother." He said before turning to you. "We've got a lot to talk about."