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    Gabriel was really only finding Dani to get his blade back, he would need that later if Lucifer was actually out, even though he doubted it. It was easy enough, and he just appeared in her living room, still dark, maybe she wasn’t home yet, but her purse was there so maybe she was… Okay, Gabriel you’re getting distracted, get the blade and get out.

    He crept quietly over to the bag and looked inside, his heart sinking when he didn’t see it. Reaching out with his grace he silently searched the house and his hope, or lack thereof, hit rock bottom. It wasn’t even in the house. What the hell had she done with it?

    He turned to go into the kitchen and knocked over a picture frame, clattering obnoxiously to the floor as the glass shattered. He froze.

  Dani was down the hall in the bathroom, getting ready for bed. She had just pulled on her pajama shirt and had picked up her pants when she heard glass shattering. Her body froze, instinct telling her to run. She ignored it and stepped out of the bathroom quietly, grabbing the bat that was sitting just inside her bedroom door and continuing out to find out who had broken into her house. She quietly passed through the kitchen and paused, listening carefully for any sounds.

  She turned the corner, eyes immediately focusing on the dark figure in the room. She swung the bat with as much force as she could muster, aiming for his head. It made contact with an earsplitting crack.

    Gabriel turned just in time to see another figure swinging something long down at him, he froze in fear, what if this was the angel blade and he hadn’t been able to sense it? Then it literally crumbled as it made contact with his head, splinters flying in all directions. He stood confused for a moment as his eyes adjusted and he could finally see that it was Dani standing in front of him, holding approximately half of a wooden baseball bat that ended abruptly in a frayed mess of splinters.

   “Um. Ow?”

  Dani’s eyes squeezed shut and she flinched back as the splinters flew. After a couple seconds she opened her eyes and glared at Gabriel. “The fuck are you doing here Gabriel?” she snapped, not against using the broken bat to stab him.

  “God, why can’t you angels just leave me alone!” she snapped, throwing the bat at his head. She’d have to buy a new one tomorrow. Probably an aluminum one.

    He flinched, more out of reflex than anything as the bat bounced off of him harmlessly and clattered to the floor alongside the picture frame, “Jeez! I was just coming back to get my blade!”

  “That’s unfortunate, because I don’t have it,” she said simply. “Now get out.”

    Gabriel looked at her pleadingly, okay so maybe he hadn’t come just to talk. After all, he had just lost a friend he had known since he was a fledgling, his best friend, in the course of one night and yeah, he was pretty torn up about it. He was going to make this right, find the person responsible for it (Because he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was up.) if it was the last thing he did, but right now he could at least try to make amends.

    “Can we talk? Please? Doesn’t even have to be about the angel stuff, anything you want.” He was begging and he knew it, but he didn’t know what else to do.

  “What could there possibly be to talk about?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest. She realized then that she was only wearing her shirt and underwear, but she wasn’t going to leave Gabriel alone in her house.

    He shrugged, honestly stumped. He just didn’t want to leave. Didn’t want to leave her to be precise. If he did now he would probably just go get drunk again, and that wouldn’t turn out well, especially if he was drinking to forget or in a bad mood, both of which applied at the moment.

    “I don’t know. Can we go for coffee tomorrow? Try this all again?”

  “If I say yes, will you go away and let me sleep?” she asked. She didn’t really want to see him at all again, but with her luck, her life would never go back to normal now. “I have to work tomorrow. I get off at six,” she said.

    Gabriel huffed out a soft chuckle, smirking. He nodded, “I’ll let you get your unneeded beauty rest. And that sounds great. Where do you work?”

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    Gabriel laughed again softly, pulling Conner closer under the table and knocking their knees together gently. In the low light he could still see the other blushing and felt a little ping of self satisfaction, even though it was probably the wine doing that. He reflected briefly on the conversation he had had with Balthazar about this earlier and decided that his brother was right. He wanted to pursue this, but not in his usual love ‘em and leave ‘em style. For some strange reason he wanted it to be… Was there a word for it that didn’t sound totally sappy?

    “You are adorable when you’re drunk, just saying.”

Conner smiled a little bit, brushing knees and still looking down slightly. His fingers fidgeted slightly and he bit his lip, fighting back another little giggle. He chewed his lip slightly, thumbing the rim of his glass slightly. 

“Well…” He laughed softly, looking back up. “Not gonna lie, I’m…not exactly sober but I don’t know that it’s…the alcohol. I, ah… I’m not usually so… teenage-girl-ish? I…” However, he knew the honesty was the alcohol. It usually took a lot more for him to admit something like that. He didn’t finish the thought, just brushing their knees again and looking down at the table, face going just a little redder. 

    Gabriel decided right then that he liked this kid a whole lot more than he had first thought, and that surprised him. He patted Conner’s shoulder, smiling in a friendly way,

    “Dude, you’re hammered, you just drank a whole bottle by yourself.” He quieted again for a few seconds, the next couple of sentences could lead him any which way with the skinwalker and he got that strange feeling in his gut again, the one that didn’t want to screw this up,

    “Do you want to go home or hang around and get some water?”

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    Gabriel smirked at that, watching Conner over his glass while the other spoke. He ran his tongue over the rim of the glass before taking a long gulp and setting it back down softly. He could see Conner just starting to realize how he may or may not be sounding, but that of course was almost entirely dependent on who was listening. He just so happened to be talking to one of the dirtiest minded angels that ever lived, probably only second to Balthazar.

    “Well, if it means anything to you this is the first time I’ve been out with someone in a long time when we both didn’t have something completely different on our minds.” Well, except for the disaster with Ariel.

Conner seemed to come back from his thoughts when Gabe spoke up, though he was still fairly flushed. He wasn’t quite sure if it was solely because of his own thought process - one could only imagine how flustered he’d be if he was sure Gabriel’s was going the same way - or if the now-near-empty bottle of wine had something to do with it.

He flushed a little bit at Gabriel’s comment and he couldn’t help a laugh - maybe even something like a little giggle. “Well, at least you’ve been out. But, hey, it’s a little comforting.” He grinned up at him, picking up the bottle and pouring what was left into his glass.

    He raised an eyebrow at Conner’s giggle, it was easy to forget that other people could actually get drunk. The skinwalker probably would be tipsy after an entire bottle of wine, or most of one, what was left getting poured into the glass. Chuckling after Conner spoke, he took another gulp of his beer, it was also nearly empty.

    “Glad I could be of help.” And with him warming up a little more maybe it was time to test the water, screw it if he was Zack’s friend, Gabriel was allowed to have a little fun, right?

    He nudged the toe of Conner’s shoe with his own and slid his foot forward to rest the inside of his ankle against the outside of Conner’s. The other could easily pull away and make it seem like nothing, brush it off and let it be ignored. Obvious but safe, minus the safe this was completely his style, and he was sure why he was being so cautious in the first place.

Conner set the bottle aside, pushing it further out of the way, once he’d finished it, sipping from his glass and looking up. He smiled slightly, tilting his head and nodding a little bit at the statement, toying with the rim of his glass, his head tilted a little to one side.
    He wasn’t quite sure what to say in response, so he just took another drink, the glass paused momentarily at the nudge. At first, he figured it was just an accident. They were sitting in somewhat small confines across from each other. It was bound to happen, right? But then the contact continued, and Conner’s blush deepened a little bit. He bit his lip, smiling shyly as he looked down at his glass, hair falling into his face, which he didn’t bother brushing away.
    He nudged back lightly, and didn’t pull away. Glancing up once more, he still had a small, crooked smile on his lips. This, he was far too used to - not necessarily the advances, but his own shyness. He was almost cripplingly shy sometimes, and he knew it would only be expected to surface now, under the influence or not.

    Gabriel nudged a little closer, resting his heel so that it was hooked around the back of Conner’s and pulled him a little closer. He smirked, draining the last of his beer and snapping the glass away, meanwhile somewhere across the restaurant behind the bar there was a loud crash and someone yelling about teleporting dishes. Gabriel chuckled and gave another little tug at Conner’s foot, the other was becoming suddenly shy and it was adorable, especially that lopsided smile.

    “What?”

Conner smiled a little bit more, moving with him. His cheeks flushed a little bit more, and his head snapped up a little bit, listening to the commotion in the back. He bit back another half-giggle, looking back to Gabriel at the chuckle, nudging his leg at the tug. He smiled a bit more, thumb running along the stem of his glass. He shrugged slightly, biting his lip, glancing up once more, briefly. “I…dunno.”

It was all he could think of, making his face flush darker still. Christ, at this rate he knew he was starting to look like some coy schoolgirl.

    Gabriel laughed again softly, pulling Conner closer under the table and knocking their knees together gently. In the low light he could still see the other blushing and felt a little ping of self satisfaction, even though it was probably the wine doing that. He reflected briefly on the conversation he had had with Balthazar about this earlier and decided that his brother was right. He wanted to pursue this, but not in his usual love ‘em and leave ‘em style. For some strange reason he wanted it to be… Was there a word for it that didn’t sound totally sappy?

    “You are adorable when you’re drunk, just saying.”

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    Gabriel smirked at that, watching Conner over his glass while the other spoke. He ran his tongue over the rim of the glass before taking a long gulp and setting it back down softly. He could see Conner just starting to realize how he may or may not be sounding, but that of course was almost entirely dependent on who was listening. He just so happened to be talking to one of the dirtiest minded angels that ever lived, probably only second to Balthazar.

    “Well, if it means anything to you this is the first time I’ve been out with someone in a long time when we both didn’t have something completely different on our minds.” Well, except for the disaster with Ariel.

Conner seemed to come back from his thoughts when Gabe spoke up, though he was still fairly flushed. He wasn’t quite sure if it was solely because of his own thought process - one could only imagine how flustered he’d be if he was sure Gabriel’s was going the same way - or if the now-near-empty bottle of wine had something to do with it.

He flushed a little bit at Gabriel’s comment and he couldn’t help a laugh - maybe even something like a little giggle. “Well, at least you’ve been out. But, hey, it’s a little comforting.” He grinned up at him, picking up the bottle and pouring what was left into his glass.

    He raised an eyebrow at Conner’s giggle, it was easy to forget that other people could actually get drunk. The skinwalker probably would be tipsy after an entire bottle of wine, or most of one, what was left getting poured into the glass. Chuckling after Conner spoke, he took another gulp of his beer, it was also nearly empty.

    “Glad I could be of help.” And with him warming up a little more maybe it was time to test the water, screw it if he was Zack’s friend, Gabriel was allowed to have a little fun, right?

    He nudged the toe of Conner’s shoe with his own and slid his foot forward to rest the inside of his ankle against the outside of Conner’s. The other could easily pull away and make it seem like nothing, brush it off and let it be ignored. Obvious but safe, minus the safe this was completely his style, and he was sure why he was being so cautious in the first place.

Conner set the bottle aside, pushing it further out of the way, once he’d finished it, sipping from his glass and looking up. He smiled slightly, tilting his head and nodding a little bit at the statement, toying with the rim of his glass, his head tilted a little to one side.
    He wasn’t quite sure what to say in response, so he just took another drink, the glass paused momentarily at the nudge. At first, he figured it was just an accident. They were sitting in somewhat small confines across from each other. It was bound to happen, right? But then the contact continued, and Conner’s blush deepened a little bit. He bit his lip, smiling shyly as he looked down at his glass, hair falling into his face, which he didn’t bother brushing away.
    He nudged back lightly, and didn’t pull away. Glancing up once more, he still had a small, crooked smile on his lips. This, he was far too used to - not necessarily the advances, but his own shyness. He was almost cripplingly shy sometimes, and he knew it would only be expected to surface now, under the influence or not.

    Gabriel nudged a little closer, resting his heel so that it was hooked around the back of Conner’s and pulled him a little closer. He smirked, draining the last of his beer and snapping the glass away, meanwhile somewhere across the restaurant behind the bar there was a loud crash and someone yelling about teleporting dishes. Gabriel chuckled and gave another little tug at Conner’s foot, the other was becoming suddenly shy and it was adorable, especially that lopsided smile.

    “What?”

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    Gabriel smirked at that, watching Conner over his glass while the other spoke. He ran his tongue over the rim of the glass before taking a long gulp and setting it back down softly. He could see Conner just starting to realize how he may or may not be sounding, but that of course was almost entirely dependent on who was listening. He just so happened to be talking to one of the dirtiest minded angels that ever lived, probably only second to Balthazar.

    “Well, if it means anything to you this is the first time I’ve been out with someone in a long time when we both didn’t have something completely different on our minds.” Well, except for the disaster with Ariel.

Conner seemed to come back from his thoughts when Gabe spoke up, though he was still fairly flushed. He wasn’t quite sure if it was solely because of his own thought process - one could only imagine how flustered he’d be if he was sure Gabriel’s was going the same way - or if the now-near-empty bottle of wine had something to do with it.

He flushed a little bit at Gabriel’s comment and he couldn’t help a laugh - maybe even something like a little giggle. “Well, at least you’ve been out. But, hey, it’s a little comforting.” He grinned up at him, picking up the bottle and pouring what was left into his glass.

    He raised an eyebrow at Conner’s giggle, it was easy to forget that other people could actually get drunk. The skinwalker probably would be tipsy after an entire bottle of wine, or most of one, what was left getting poured into the glass. Chuckling after Conner spoke, he took another gulp of his beer, it was also nearly empty.

    “Glad I could be of help.” And with him warming up a little more maybe it was time to test the water, screw it if he was Zack’s friend, Gabriel was allowed to have a little fun, right?

    He nudged the toe of Conner’s shoe with his own and slid his foot forward to rest the inside of his ankle against the outside of Conner’s. The other could easily pull away and make it seem like nothing, brush it off and let it be ignored. Obvious but safe, minus the safe this was completely his style, and he was sure why he was being so cautious in the first place.