tricky_angel | Gabriel/Lindsey 1

"It would be..." He wondered how to explain it, tilting his head slightly. "It would be a copy of a real place. Not just something I made up randomly." He finished off his food fairly quickly, drinking the last of his orange juice.

"I mean, I could take you to the real place but you would be back in the normal time stream again."

"No, I think your facsimile of the real thing is good enough. I don't think I can tell the difference." That relieved him of the concern of being followed by Wolfram and Hart.

After polishing off his pancakes, Lindsey considered further and sipped at his black coffee. "I wouldn't mind spending some time in the tropics... It would be a good change in scenery. Do you think I can grab the case files from my apartment?"

Smiling quickly though, he added, "I just want them on hand."

"Do you want me to send you there or just snap them here? You don't have to worry about clothes or anything like that. There will be clothes there you can wear as well." He pushed himself up off the floor, snapping their dishes away and clean.

"Is there anything else from your apartment you'd like?" He was smiling and obviously a little excited. He hadn't actually gone to his tropics in a while.

Compared to Lindsey who had never been to any sort of tropics. "Do I need to bring my own sunglasses?" he asked wryly as he finally stood from the couch.

"If you can figure out which ones I'll want, it may be better to just bring them here. I don't want to clue the my coworkers in if they happen to be tracking my somehow." He stretched his arms over his head and glanced at Gabriel in mid-stretch. Smiling, he continued his stretch in a more deliberately sensual way.

He raised an eyebrow, watching Lindsey and smirking. "Are you trying to seduce me?" He laughed softly, taking a step closer to him before snapping his fingers. The files appeared on the coffee table and he glanced down at them briefly before turning his eyes back to the man in front of him.

"You want sunglasses? I can do sunglasses." He snapped his fingers and suddenly he had on sunglasses and swim trunks with flip flops on his feet. "You want similar? I was tempted to do a speedo, but I just don't know if I can pull it off."

Lindsey's answer was a sly smile, not at all ashamed at having been caught. His goal was attained, after all. Considering the amount of files that suddenly invaded the coffee table, Lindsey will guess that he had all he wanted there.

Except, "Wouldn't it be easier if you snapped them all to our next weekend getaway?" Lindsey asked wryly while looking at the files here and there. Although when he looked up further and saw Gabriel in that ridiculous outfit, he did give pause.

Then with a smirk, "I can pull off Speedos."

"I didn't know if you wanted to double check that I got them all or not." He snapped and they were gone. Oh that smirk and then the comment. "You do realize you are practically daring me to test that, right?" He licked his lip before chuckling.

He looked down at himself before snapping again and changing into a better looking outfit. He was now in a pair of sleek white trunks that actually looked good on him and sandals instead of flip flops. He still had the sunglasses on though.

What Lindsey thought was Gabriel looked ridiculous dressed like that in his apartment. Perhaps it would be better when they moved to the mentioned tropical island. Admittedly, the trunks looked much better.

"If anything is missing, can't you just get them for me?"

Opening his arms by his side, Lindsey arched his brows as if asking when will Gabriel either change his clothes for him or transfer then to somewhere more suitable.

He smirked, fingers clicking and suddenly the apartment melted away around them and they were standing in bright sunshine on a white sandy beach in the middle of the ocean. Lindsey's clothes had been changed and Gabriel laughed, looking at him in the black speedo.

He turned, looking out at the water before making his sunglasses disappear. "Care for a swim?"

Lindsey suppose he should have expected that after the challenge he raised, but he could only open and close his mouth again as he wordlessly protested the change.

"I don't get a say in what I wear?" he finally answered with a mock huff then shook his head. He became distracted by the world around him instead.

"I... don't know how to swim." It wasn't like he had much of an opportunity to learn.

"Do you want to wear something else?" He called over his shoulder before stopping and looking back at him. The look on his face was one of surprise as he asked softly. "You don't know how to swim?" It took him a moment to process before he held a hand out. "Come on. I bet the water feels amazing...and I promise I would never let you drown."

He kept his hand out as he slowly backed up towards the ocean. "Come on Lindsey. It'll be fun."

Lindsey continued eying the water warily, but at Gabriel's open invite, he knew he couldn't keep dallying. Well, he let the archangel fuck him and take him into unknown realities, he might as well trust that Gabriel wouldn't drown him too.

He reached out and took Gabriel's hand before wading slowly into the water. Like the archangel said, the water felt nice and cool compared to the heat of the tropical sun.

"Okay... this isn't too bad... I never had opportunity to swim as a kid and it never came up."

"Thats understandable. Well, you don't have to worry here." He pointed out to the horizon, smiling brightly. "You could go all the way out there and never worry about drowning. Even if I'm not right here with you. You are safe here." He pulled his hand away slowly before winking and then ducking under water. After a few moments he splashed back up and held up a shell, letting the sun sparkle off the smooth inside.

"Just do whatever you are comfortable with."

"Are you saying I can breathe underwater now?" Given that this reality was false and he was hanging out with an archangel, Lindsey wouldn't be too terribly surprised if that was the case here. Although, after wading out a bit further, he realized the water wouldn't get past his waist.

"It's very shallow here... and not much waves." He looked up and smiled at the angel. "Your doing?"

"Yeah you can breathe underwater! How else are you supposed to be able to go under and look at all the awesome ocean life? Its pretty amazing under there." He winked again as Lindsey realized the water wasn't getting any deeper.

"Well lets just say that the water will get deeper if and when you are ready for it to. Its to make you comfortable. I could help you learn how to swim..." He shrugged a shoulder.

Lindsey's brows rose in half challenge and, in a moment of daring, dipped his head underwater and slowly released his breath. Bubbles rose to the surface in a steady stream.

Now came the hard part, slowly breathing back in. Lindsey sputtered and coughed as water flooded his nose and mouth but he didn't seem to be drowning.

"What...?" Forgetting he was underwater, the word came out muddled until he resurfaced with a gasp.

"That was weird."

Gabriel raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest, shaking his head before he started laughing. "Plunge right in why don't ya!"

He snapped his fingers, summoning an inflatable lounger before kicking back and summoning a margarita. He sipped at it, humming in satisfaction before motioning to him. "Would you like one too? Or anything else for that matter?"

"You told me I can breathe underwater. I had to test it out." Lindsey scoffed. Wading through the water, he made his way over to where Gabriel lounged in rested his arms on the floating bed.

"So, what, just drink margaritas and float in the sun?" He looked back to the island they were on. "I feel like I should be doing something."

"Well I'm glad you tested it at least. I wanted you to know it was real." He shrugged a shoulder. "You don't have to drink and float around the whole time. I don't have to be with you the whole time either." He shifted, staring at Lindsey.

"You can go up to the bungaloo, walk around the island, even go sailing if thats what you want. If you need anything, just think it and you'll have it. I figure it can't be much fun having someone around all the time, especially when you want to relax. So enjoy, have fun! I'm around and if you need me I'll be there in a heartbeat." He pulled Lindsey in for a quick kiss, brushing fingers through his hair before laying his head back.

Except Lindsey didn't think it was such a great idea to leave the archangel so soon. He wanted to get the man on his side and running off isn't the best way to do that.

Yet, he could test the theory too. Thinking like Gabriel told him to, Eliot thought up a large floating mattress, big enough for two, and for a gin and tonic to appear.

"I have all the time in the world, right? I can relax a bit."

The float Gabriel was laying on shifted into the mattress that Lindsey had thought up and the drink appeared in Gabriel's other hand. "You have taste." He winked before holding the drink out, stretching and wiggling a bit on the mattress.

"Yeah you do. Just kick back and enjoy your vacation." He smiled warmly before laying his head back and closing his eyes.

"Tanqueray?" Lindsey asked about the gin as he carefully scrambled onto the floating bed. It was harder than he thought as this was truly a water bed.

Finally managing to without tossing them both into the water, he relaxed down against Gabriel and settled fwith his head laid pillowed on the archangel's chest.

"I never actually took any of my vacation days from work for the purpose of vacationing." In short, Lindsey was pretty much a workaholic. It was how he climbed so high at such a young age, selling his soul aside.

"Hey its whatever you wanted in it." He motioned at the drink before wrapping his arm around Lindsey. He could definitely get used to this. "Might summon a canopy. Wouldn't want both of us to end up looking like lobsters if we fall asleep." Of course they wouldn't because Gabriel wouldn't let it happen, but it would still be nice.

"You are a workaholic. Hell I'm an archangel and a pagan god and I don't even work as much as you." He smirked before pressing his lips against the top of Lindsey's head. "You know, I have to agree with you. You can definitely pull off a speedo."

"It is getting a bit hot," Lindsey allowed although he did turn a mock glare onto the archangel. That was also when he realized he wasn't wearing sunglasses like the archangel was. About to say something about that, he was surprised by the world suddenly dimming.

"That thinking thing really works, huh." He relaxed back against Gabriel and smirked slightly.

"Don't you know? The demons of hell are slave drivers. I don't get to sit on fluffy clouds and lounge away the day like angels can... well, not normally."

He snapped an a large canopy appeared over them as a cool tropical breeze blew over them as well. He smiled at the sunglasses. "You're getting the hang of it at least." He chuckled before relaxing again.

"Yeah well, when you have someone like my brother calling the shots down there you tend to be too afraid to be anything else. Luci would probably start snapping them into chunky soup." He made a face at the thought of that.

"Angels do not sit on fluffy clouds. Well, I don't at least. I work too."

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