(A little bit of Gabriel after Dean and Ketch left for the AU. Also featuring Sam and Cas.
It’s tame, no warnings here.
Words 1400ish )
Castiel placed his hands over Gabriel’s forehead, using a little of his grace to try and break through Gabriel’s near catatonic state of mind.
“This isn’t working, Sam.” Cas shook his head with a deep frown after a few moments. “He’s not actively blocking me, but I can’t get through to him.”
Across the room, Sam sighed, his one large hand rubbing his temples in frustration.
“Well, don’t force it,” he grumbled. “pushing too hard could make it worse, or set him off again.”
“I don’t know how else to get through to him.” Castiel spoke softly, almost to himself as he ran a hand down through Gabriel’s dirty hair. The archangel didn’t move, didn’t flinch over the touch. His sad eyes trailed up from Gabriel’s haggard form to the Enochian symbols seared into the walls of the bedroom.
“When did he do this?” he asked as he rounded the bed and ran his hands along the writing.
“I don’t even know. One minute there was nothing, then I blinked and the walls were covered in,” Sam gestured in the direction of the walls, “this. Is it a warding?”
“No, it’s scripture. His story.” Castiel turned back to Gabriel, determined to try and break him free of this oblivious state of mind. “Sam, would you please close your eyes for a moment.”
The hunter shifted uncomfortably in his chair. “Why, Cas? What are you gonna do?”
“I’m going to use my wings to try and get through to Gabriel. They are an extension of my grace, but the touch will be less intrusive to him.” Cas rested a hand on Gabriels shoulder, nervously looking over to Sam. “You may want to- um, could you move your chair back a little?”