Sarcasm prompt #6 for Casabriel~?

ladylilithprime:

rodiniaorzetalthepenquin:

“It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.”  Sam slammed the door to his bedroom, startling the two angels in it.  “So get this.  It’s not enough that Dean and I have been through the literal goddamn Biblical Apocalypse, the Leviathans, the release of the Darkness, and that’s ignoring all our personal shit.  I thought Amara killed Lucifer.  She didn’t.  Lucifer’s free on the Earth again.”

“Oh, FUCK,” Gabriel said.  He and Castiel exchanged terrified looks.  “We, uh… Heaven’s on full alert right now.  A Nephilim has been conceived, and we didn’t know who or where or how.  Every angel alive has reported in, me and Cas about fifteen times apiece swearing that no, we have not knocked you up, you’re not even built for that.  And every angel alive swears they either haven’t been with humans, haven’t been with humans who could conceive, or made sure that no conception took place.”

“All but one, apparently,” Castiel said.  “Lucifer.”

“And trust me, we do NOT want my big bro’s kid running around down here unchecked.  We need to find the mother of this baby and persuade her to either terminate the pregnancy or come here where I can take care of the kid.  And then we gotta find a way to deal with Lucy, apparently.”

“I’m sorry.  This is my fault.  I should never…”

Sam cut Castiel off with a kiss, and Gabriel hit him with a wingsmack to the head.  “Or this is my fault,” Sam said.  “If I hadn’t gotten suckered by the visions Lucifer sent me, you wouldn’t have gone to the Cage to rescue me from him.  If I hadn’t broken the Mark of Cain, the Cage would never have cracked and we wouldn’t have needed help with Amara.  If Dean hadn’t taken the Mark of Cain, blah blah blah.  Plenty of blame to go around, Cas.”

“Okay.  Shitstorm outside, but Samshine, you look exhausted.  We’re taking the night off.  In the morning, we rally the troops, find Lucifer and his baby mama and do what we need to do.  Deal?”

“Yeah.  Gabe?  This is probably…”

Gabe reached out and stroked Sam’s face.  “I know.  No wings, no Enochian, no using my grace to go beyond normal human means of loving you.  Not with Lucy out there running free.”

I didn’t know casabriel was a thing and now I want more…lol

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