; I paid the Iron Price.
He really didnt want to kill Lucifer, but Gabriel had no other choice. From the moment he called Lucifer a big bag of dicks he knew it wasnt going to end well, and when Lucifer turned out of nowhere, grabbed his own arm and forced the sword into his chest, the only thought that ran through his head was, I failed you Dean. I’m sorry. And the next thought as Lucifer was killing him, At least I dont have to see the world burn again.
Yet Three years later he’d find himself waking in his vessel after a horrible experience of being used by Cas, along with many other souls, for a power up. Though, when it came down it it, what really had bothered him, had been how broken Dean was, and he had to fix that.
WHY WOULD YOU WRITE SOMETHING LIKE THIS!?
