Angelology

Chapter Twenty Nine: Saphire

After two weeks of hunting Lucifer, unsuscesfully it has to be said (not even because his human was practically telling him to move his ass to meet her), Delilah gave up for a while on "praying" for him. It was a nice afternoon, in some rusty motel, at some state, Delilah didn't even remembered.

"Hello, family!" Gabriel shouted happily, snapping inside the motel room. Dean groaned, Sam chuckled lightly, and Delilah smiled widely, eyes shining and blushing intensely. Gabriel noticed soon and walked towards her, giving her a small kiss that just worked to make the blush more intense. "Hi love." he whispered before facing Dean and Sam.

"Please, just, don't...don't do that in front of us." Dean complained sounding like a little kid.

"What, this?" Gabriel asked daring and kissed Delilah again, this time, a little more prolonged kiss.

"Yes, that." Dean muttered and Sam laughed.

"So, Gabriel, I think we should really talk." Sam said trying to remain serious. Gabriel sat at the same couch Delilah was sitting in and grabbed her hand tightly.

"Spit it out."Gabriel snapped. Dean breathed deeply and Sam started to talk.

"Gabriel, how we met it left sequels on us that we'll never forget. And then you meet our sister, being a total trickster with us, and we get it that people have a right to love and stuff but Gabriel...she's sixteen! Have you ever considered the consequences in the human law? In the heavenly one? Gabriel, sixteen!" Sam repeated exhillerated.

"I see." Gabriel said lowly, nodding softly. "That's the only problem, huh?"

"That, and the fact that I don't like you." Dean answered this time, earning a smile from his sister.

"That's not all." Delilah said looking at the soothing honey colored eyes on his, who was he?, "They're scared and they don't say it." Delilah said smirking, knowing Dean hated this kind of situations, "The danger that our 'relationship' brings to me. They are not used at the idea that I can suddenly die, not only because of you, but because of my general relations with angels. Or I should say, an expecific fallen angel."

"Now I don't get it." Gabriel said confused, "Fallen Angel?"

"Lucifer, your brother." Delilah said calmly. "He's my guardian angel, Gabriel."

Gabriel gasped, it was the first time he was left with nonwords whatsoever. Well, second if we count the first time he saw Delilah. Or their first kiss. Okay, so he has been left speechless before, and all those times had a single reason: the Winchester girl. "Your guardian angel? Well, it was expected." he muttered and when he saw the siblings' confused faces, "His interest on you, it's publicly known. And I'm an Archangel, I knew his human was going to be born very more late than the others. And he suddenly ignoring Sam Winchester as his true vessel but still being interested in you three, it was obvious; you are his human. And?"

"And?!" Delilah asked almost panicking, "How in the world can you be so calm when I'm telling you I have a direct connection with the Devil?"

"Dean, Sam, it was nice seeing you but I came over here to see the girl and ask her on a date. Bye!" he said and touched Delilah's forehead and snapped away. Dean was confused and angry.

"What the hell?" Delilah shrieked and Gabriel covered her mouth with his hand.

"Shut up, the reasons of why I bring you here are cute."

"Cute? Did you just said that reasons are cute?" Delilah said when Gabriel uncovered her mouth.

"Yes, now undress yourself."

"What?! Are you serious? Here? I don't even know where we are and you are asking me to undress myself like I were a slave you need to see naked first before deciding to keep her, Gabriel, what kind of drugs are you using?"

"Delilah, damn it! Undress yourself so you can use this dress, and stop yelling." Gabriel said mad. "Plus, if I wanted to see you naked I wouldn't need to bring you so back in time, and I would light up the place a little bit." It was then when Delilah noticed it was dark. Really dark. She almost fell on the ground while trying to put on the dress.

"Done." she said and Gabriel took her hand and walked out. The moon was bright and big, and Delilah finally saw her dress; scarlett, shinning. And Gabriel, Gabriel looked irresistible wearing a soldier's uniform. Not any uniform, but the houses, her dress, and his clothes were resembling strongly: The Middle Ages. "Gabe." she said and he stopped walking and looked at Delilah smiling. He kissed her, but it didn't last long. A scream was heard on the distance, and a huge flame was seen.

"Run." Gabriel demanded and Delilah did as told. He took out a sword and gave it to her. "I hope you know how to defend yourself with this beauty. As for me this one," he said grabbing another sword that Delilah recognized immeditaly: an angel's sword.

"Are they demons or angels?" she asked running besides him to the zone of disaster.

"Nope, but this will do." he said panting. Finally, they were watching a scenario that would break any heart. Another scream that reflected an excruciating pain was heard and some soldiers notice Delilah and Gabriel. "Good luck love. We have to reach the other side." Delilah nodded and they both ran through the crowd. There were houses on fire, bodies of death people on the ground: woman, man and children. Delilah noticed a man entering a tent and she followed him. He was taking turns with another to rape a young woman. Delilah was furious so she cut both men heads. The girl shrieked out and Delilah tried to make her stay silent.

"What's your name?" Delilah muttered as loud as she could but trying to be quiet too.

"Eleanor." the girl answered.

"Take those blankets and run. To the woods. As far as you can from the conflict. If you feel cold and safe use the blankets. And leave. Are you alone here?" Delilah asked.

"Yes. They killed my father in front of me before they started to..." she couldn't finish her talk. She grabbed the blankets and Delilah helped her to run.

"Good luck!" Delilah said before going back to the combat zone searching for Gabriel. "Gabe?! Gabe?!"

"Delilah!" he shouted at the other corner of the zone. Delilah started to run over him, using her sword as good as she could, killing one or another man. Finally, she ended up at Gabriel's arms, dizzy and desorientated. "What the, Del?"

"Someone hit me with an arrow." Delilah said realizing when she saw the arrow in her arm. "I didn't even noticed!" she said panicking and Gabriel picked her up bridal style running away. While he was running, he healed her by just touching the wound.

Finally, they reached a place; it was barely seen.

"Why you brought me here?" Delilah asked.

"When this happened, at the right age, I was here. The girl you saved? The last time I saw her she payed me. I helped her too, to escape. She payed me with this." he took out a little box and opened it in front of Delilah. It had a ring: silver ring with a saphire in the middle. It was shinning against the moon's light. "Delilah Winchester, would you marry me?"

It was Delilah's turn now to be speechless.

"You do realize, you're an angel."

"Kind of...fallen."

"And old. So old you could probably, in normal, would be less than dust. Gabriel, I'm so young."

"You're not answering me. Delilah, would you marry me?"

He was crazy. But he never thought he would do something like that. When he came to Earth, he did fell in love a couple of times. There was a pagan godess, named Kali, but it wasn't enough to make him...make him...he never thought, of any of the woman he met before, he would fall completely for her. But Delilah. He would. He would fall completely for her, no matter what it meant.

"Yes." Delilah whispered. His eyes popped up surprised and smiled widely. He kissed her passionately. "Although," she muttered between kisses, "I still think you're pretty fucked up on your mind."

"Whatever you say love." Gabriel said.

Changing the odds, just once again.