Sam Winchester sat in a chair in a one story house. His arms had been tied behind his back and his ankles had been tied to the wooden chair as well. He also had rope tied over his chest, binding him to the chair and forcing him to look straight ahead at the door. A strip of cloth was pulled tightly over his lips, gagging him. He struggled, wriggling in the chair, muffled grunts making their way to his bound mouth. As he struggled, some hair fell in his eyes. He struggled for a minute more when a flutter of wings came from the left side of the chair. Sam turned, and there stood Gabriel.
“What’s up sweet stuff?” the arch angel asked, watching Sam’s eyes widen in surprise. Gabriel snapped his fingers and the gag was gone. “Gabe,” Sam said breathlessly. “You have to get out of here.” Gabriel frowned. “No way kiddo, your brother has been worried sick about you, and we’ve been looking all over for you.” Sam huffed out, “I know, but if you don’t leave now, then it’ll be too late.” Gabriel looked concerned, but snapped his fingers and the rope fell off Sam’s body. Sam stood up, and looked at the arch angel. “See, nothing bad happened; you just got your panties in a bunch because someone hauled your nice ass out of the motel.” Sam gave Gabriel a stern look. Gabriel chuckled and moved closer to Sam, to poof himself and the youngest Winchester back to the motel.
But then, all of a sudden, the door, which had blown open when Gabriel arrived, slammed shut, and the shutters on all the windows slammed closed. Gabriel noticed the slightly darker room and just shrugged. He snapped his fingers. Nothing happened. He frowned and tried again, still nothing happened. He looked concerned. “Uh oh,” he said, looking up at Sam. “You know now would be the time for an I told you so, but I’m not going to do it,” Sam said. “How generous,” Gabriel snapped. Sam stared at Gabriel, pulling a “bitch face”. “Sorry Sammy,” Gabe muttered, and gazed around. “So have you seen this thing?” he asked, looking back up at the hunter. “Actually, no,” Sam said. “It’s kept itself hidden since it grabbed me.” Gabriel thought about that. There was silence as the arch angel thought and Sam looked around, for a way out.
Then outside the door came the shout of, “Now Cas!” Suddenly the door burst open, and Dean Winchester and Castiel came in. Castiel appeared to be glowing and he told the humans, “Shield your eyes!” Dean and Sam closed their eyes and turned away, as the glow around Cas grew brighter and unleashed out of him in a pulse, smashing the covers on the windows and shorting out the lights. When it was over, the brothers looked up. “Well, well, the little brother came to rescue us,” Gabriel said. “Thanks,” Sam said, before Gabe could get another word in. “No problem Sammy,” Dean said, taking a step in, giving a wary glance at the door on his right. “Now let’s go.” He turned to leave, telling Sam, “You forgot the number one rule of hunting Sam, never let them get the drop on you.” Just as he went to cross the threshold, the door slammed in his face, and locked.
dean temper tantrum is a go
sorry, got a say thissss but the image for this fic is awesome! (the fic is too, lol XD)
thanks! I just found it on google and thought, "That works!" thanks
random question, if you have a fanfiction account, could you review it on there, because no one has yet, and I feel that no one likes it