you were working a case in a small town in Montana, you were under the impression it was a small case. would take you a few days tops & you’d be back on the road on the way to bobby’s to finally take that break from hunting that you kept swearing would be after this hunt (i mean cmon, sure you’ve said it a thousand times but you really meant it this time)

it’s been 2 days & you have no leads, you sink into the bed sighing. so many of your things had went missing, from your tooth brush to your favorite knife. you finally decide enough was enough & although you were stubborn you needed some help. as you call bobby you pace, leaving no place in the motel untouched looking for your things

as you tell bobby all the events that have taken place since you arrive bobby laughs as he informs you

“Y/n sweetie sounds like you gotta trickster on your hands”

you laugh a bit at his words, not believing him for a second but before you could even reply you lift your eyes meeting a set of blue eyes sitting at the desk spinning your favorite knife.

Gabriel smiles at you as he lets the knife fall onto the table

“heard you were looking for me”