Gabriel is the boys Angel now and finds a strange way to save them from their doomed futures. It may be radical, but it just may work.

Warning: This is Wincest, so please don't read if that bothers you! There will be some language and that can't be helped right now.

Read on if you dare, Gabriel has some candy of you if you do, or maybe some of that triple chocolate pie?

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It was the strangest moment in their lives.

The Angel watched as the Hellhounds bayed and the boys said their goodbyes. Well, Dean did, Sam just kept frantically trying to find a way to save him, although that ship had long sailed the minute they had went after Lilith. The demon killing knife was in Sam's waistband and would not work on the Hellhounds, since one has to see what they are stabbing when they are doing it.

The blonde demon came in and stood there, taunting them. They called her 'Ruby' but Gabriel could tell from here that it was Lilith in there. These two would figure it out, too. Soon enough, they did. She broke the line of Goofer Dust and let the hounds in.

Gabriel burst into action. He switched their souls into the others body in a half second. The Hellhounds approached the shorter man, now Sam not Dean, and stopped. The body of their prey was there but something was wrong. This was not the soul they had come for. It was…over there? Lilith approached the taller man but the Hellhounds turned to see where the soul was. It was in the taller one but that was not the right body, was it? It smelled demony, like their master. They were confused.

Sam, the taller one, Gabriel mused, looked incredulously at his brother, who was clearly still alive, and the Hellhounds, who were still there by the sounds of it but not doing anything. The soul switch had not kicked in fully yet.

The shorter one had the thought to run to his brother and help him up. He pulled out his knife from his brother's waistband and moved behind her slowly while the other moved around to the front. She must have sensed the change or something since she now looked concerned and afraid. Clearly something was off here to her. Lilith had never been stupid after all, Gabriel knew.

Dean shoved the knife into her back and twisted it in hard. Sam was in there now and aware he was in the wrong body but that didn't stop him from putting a hand over Lilith's mouth and holding her in as she fried to death inside her hosts body, writhing in agony. The light inside the woman died down and the body slumped to the floor. Gabriel checked on it, it was still alive, the knife had been in a place that would not paralyze or kill the human host, Dean was smart enough to try not to harm the person in there. Gabriel healed her anyway, just in case.

"Sam?" Came Sam's voice, but his eyes were confused. Dean now knew he was in the wrong body now too.

"Dean?" Came Dean's voice, and looked confused but relieved. Gabriel just watched on as they looked at each other and wondered how this had happened. He smiled, time to introduce himself to his new charges. He just appeared in front of them, making them jump. Sam, in Dean's body gave a small yeep! and eyed him in fear. What had that guy come from? Gabriel could see the thought forming in their eyes as surveyed the room for where the strange guy with wings could possibly come from. Wings? They looked at him again in surprise.

"I'm Gabriel, An Archangel of the Lord, I will be your savior this evening." Gabriel materialized a chocolate bar and began to nibble, he was always hungry for sweets, he craved them the way Sam used to crave Demon blood, well, Dean would be doing that now. He couldn't switch them back yet.

"What did you do to us?" Sam's voice thundered; Dean was always the one easier to piss off.

"Switched your souls. It was the only way to save you from the Hellhounds and Lilith. They go by smell and when you weren't you, they were stopped from dragging you to hell. I could put you back if you like?" he pretended to consider this, testing them, teasing them, knowing the Hounds were still in the room, heading toward the door.

"No!" Both of them said at once, looking frantically for the source of the snarls and paw sounds they were hearing in the room.

"Thought you'd see it my way." Gabriel smirked, grabbing them by the arms. "Let's get out of here, shall we?" They were instantly in the Impala again, Bobby behind them, roaring along the road. Gabriel was driving and had Metallica blaring like Dean liked. He clearly found their predicament hilarious.

The boys sputtered out, "Why?"

Gabriel looked at them through the rearview mirror, still grinning, a dimple deepening on his cheeks.

"To save you, of course." He said and rolled his eyes. They were slow, and they were key players in the apocalypse?

The boys were still stunned at the Angel in the front seat but Sam, now Dean, had the presence of mind to say, "Pull over, I'm driving!" Gabriel did and Bobby stopped too. Gabriel took the backseat and the boys took the front, Dean drove back onto the road. The music still blared. They were now eying him from the rearview and over the front of the seat, clearly unsure how to deal with this new development. Dean had adjusted his seat upon sitting down and muttered something about 'damn long Sasquach legs!" before heading onto the road. Gabriel had laughed at the embarrassed flush that lit up Dean's, now Sam's, face.

They were headed to Bobby's where this guy would tell them what the hell was going on.

Hopefully that included switching them back.

The place was nice. Gabriel admitted, there were books and stuff everywhere but it was still nice.

"So what the hell did you do?" Bobby asked, glad they were okay but worried. They were clearly struggling to learn to use their new bodies.

"I switched their souls." Gabriel said smiling, "That way Dean was not able to be dragged to Hell and he would be free of the deal." His hands now held a piece of triple chocolate pie and a fork. He began to eat it as Bobby sat down in the chair behind the desk.

"Going to switch them back soon?" Bobby hoped so. They were pissed and relieved at the same time. He had a sneaking suspicion that he already knew his answer.

"Nope." Gabriel took a large bite and bliss lit his face, this stuff was so good!, his eyes closed as he savored it.

"Why the hell not!" Sam's voice came from behind him and then saw the pie. "Is that pie, chocolate pie?" His eyes were hungry now, Dean loved pie. Gabriel obliged and there was now a large piece on a plate in his hands with a fork to eat it with.

"Too soon." Gabriel managed after swallowing his food. "There are certain events coming where you two will forced to decide things, and being in each other's bodies will make sure you don't have to be forced to do them. It is for your own good." He took another bite, and materialized another piece for himself, his was nearly gone.

"Are you a trickster?" Bobby asked and the boys eyed his suspiciously, he did resemble the trickster they had killed at the college or had thought so until that Mystery Spot thing. They glared but said nothing. Bobby nodded as he eyed the Angel. He was constantly eating sweets and had a clearly deviant sense of humor, pranking the boys would be right up his alley.

"Nah, I used it to hide from my family. I pretended to be Loki. Father found me and sent to protect you guys, or help you, so to speak." Gabriel said and materialized a milkshake for himself and Sam, now Dean. He drank it carefully.

"How is this helping!" Dean glared, his plate empty. Gabriel refilled his plate with another piece of pie.

"You're alive, aren't you?" Gabriel smirked, enjoying this as much as he usually did with a particularly hilarious prank

"Thanks! Now turn us back!" Dean growled, Sam was pissed too. Gabriel just looked on smiling, and eating his pie.

"No can do, boys! Not yet." Gabriel made his plate and Dean's now empty one, vanish. Sam had finished his as well so that was gone too. "Better get used to it, this may take a while." He popped out and they were left glaring at the spot he had just been standing in.

"Shit!" Was Dean's response, along with a ton of others, and he looked even madder now.

"Getting pissed isn't going to fix this, Dean." Sam said, Dean's fingers massaging his brow.

"Yeah, boy, calm down." Bobby said worried, they were in a pickle here. That Angel was not turning them back, not anytime soon. "Best do as the man said, get used to each other. This may take a while."

They gulped but nodded. Dean went to work on his car, to calm down, Sam followed. They needed to talk.

Bobby went to the kitchen to make supper and realized they needed to go to the store. He grabbed his keys and headed to his car. "Be back soon, got to do a grocery run." He called and they waved him off as he drove out of the yard.

They worked on the car for several minutes before Sam, now Dean, took the other's hand into his own, pulling him into his arms where Sam, now Dean, rested his head against his strong shoulder and sighed.

"What do we do now?" Sam asked, worried, their relationship was so new, this could break it not to mention he wasn't used to this new body yet.

"We adjust, Baby. We adjust." Dean said smiling and taking his lover in for a kiss, soothing his pain and confusion all at once. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm still all yours, You're still all mine. It's just different now." He let his had caress the new body and Sam in his new body arched into it. "I still want you so much it hurts, I still need you so much it scares me, and as much as this is one major chick flick moment, I want to show you how important you still are to me, and how much I love you. The packaging isn't important, just that it's you, it's us. Nothing else matters." He kissed the man hard and they both hardened as the desire flared, "I'm not in Hell, and that is what we were working so hard to make happen. Let's just accept this is one weird as way out of it and deal, okay?" He nipped at the shorter man's neck and chest, the man grabbing at him as he did, craving more.

They fairly ran upstairs now and undressed hurriedly. Their lovemaking was frantic and needy. They were bruised and they were loud but neither cared as the thrust were harder and harder and both came calling the others name, panting, Twice, three times they did so and were happy this was still the same. They would still have this. They dressed and then headed back to the car, where Dean, now Sam, wiped a spot of oil from his lover's cheek and kissed him one last time.

He then reach over and grabbed the ratchet. Sam, now Dean, took it and began to work on the car again.

Bobby pulled in shortly after scowling. The store had been packed! Two hours for two bags of groceries was too damn long. He smiled though as he saw they were still working on the car, doing small touches to each other once in a while, usually the hands or arms, removing hair from the other's face, wiping sweat. It may appear normal to others, two men working on a car but Bobby knew better. They were it for each other, head over heels for the other, and that was one thing he was okay with. They had only had each other all their lives so this was not a huge surprise. He found himself smiling and headed into the house. They would tell him eventually, they always did. They never kept things from him for long. They always had the urge to open up to him eventually. He loved that part. It made him feel good that they trusted him that much.

He cooked dinner quickly and waited for them to come in. He would call for them soon as the pie cooled off.

It may be strange having them switched like this, but at least, Dean was still with them, alive, and the deal was broken. The Angel had been right, it had saved Dean's life. It had also saved Sam's. Sam wouldn't have lasted long without Dean there.

He just worried about the part where the Angel had said there was more to come and that was why they had to stay switched. That part gave him a bad feeling and he didn't like it one bit.

The Angel, Gabriel, seemed more relaxed and fun than he had pictured Angels in Sunday school. He also saw that the guy was more trickster than Angel and had to laugh. The boys were in so much trouble with this guy. He may take care of them but Bobby wouldn't put it past him to pull a trick or two on them along the way. He had one warped sense of humor, Gabriel did.

The boys came into to eat and they talked until they were eventually silent, eating the steaks and chicken quietly, drinking their beers. The boys exchanged a look, the look that said we have to tell him, and the oldest one nodded. Sam was right, It wasn't fair to not tell him. They just hoped he wasn't too disgusted with them.

They went into the study and told Bobby they had to talk to him. Dean shifted uncomfortably in his seat, so Sam at that moment, Bobby grinned. Sam looked uncertain but determined, a hand raking through his hair nervously, Bobby had to admit that was a Dean thing there. They were adjusting easier than he had thought they would.

"We have to tell you something." Dean said, sitting by Sam, and took his hand, needing to all of a sudden.

"Yeah?" Bobby said keeping his face serious, inside he was wondering what took them so long to tell him, they usually spilled before now.

"We don't need the second room now, Bobby." Sam, now Dean, said and used his free hand to motion from him to Dean, now Sam.

"Figured that much." Bobby had to smile, he couldn't hold that serious look anymore. "Just wondered what took you so long to tell me." The boys were surprised.

"You sure you're okay with this? We thought you might be disgusted with us, kick us out." Dean said nervously licking his lips like Dean did.

"Just keep it down. Just because I accept it don't mean I want to hear it. If you must get loud, get a motel room or something, or wait until I'm not here. That's all I ask." Bobby said and saw the relief on their faces.

"You got it, Bobby." Dean said standing and letting go of his brother's hand, "Want a beer?"

"Sure." Bobby said and watched him walk carefully to kitchen, his legs struggling to walk faster and Dean taking his time to get used to the longer gait and leg length. He managed to walk a little faster on the way back.

"You boys might want to take the time here to get used to being in the other's bodies. Walking and stuff. Not to mention, the clothes. I have closets full of your clothes that you've left here over the years, maybe you could look at those and see what you can use for now." Bobby suggested and they both nodded, that was just what they needed to do.

"Thanks for not kicking us out." Dean said now happy.

"I'd never do that, son, ever. Your sex life and such is yours, none of mine. You are like my sons, you were raised to only have each other, so why did you suddenly think I wouldn't see this as a next step?" Bobby stood and nodded upstairs, "Besides, you are still you , no matter what bodies you are in or what you do with yourselves, and that matters more to me than anything." He headed to the stairs.

"And now if we are done with our 'womanly' moments, I am tired and need to sleep. See you in the morning." Bobby trudged upstairs, relief that Dean was still here and wasn't leaving flooded him. He would have mourned that kid so much!

The boys followed and lay down together, naked and touching as they settled in to sleep. Dean kissed Sam's forehead and let his fingers play with his hair, running his fingers through it.

"I thought you would be gone by tonight." Sam said happily. "I love you, Dean."

"Me, too." Dean said snuggling into his brother's chest, relishing the strength he felt under him, all his. "I didn't want to leave you, lose this that we just found."

Sam looked up at him, love shining in his eyes.

"I'm glad we finally found this with each other, Sammy. I have always loved you, always. It's always been you, since I was sixteen." Dean admitted, he had never specified when he had begun to fall for Sam, it just hadn't mattered.

"I was 14, when I felt this way about you, if we are talking about this. It was you from that point on, always you. Funny how that works." Sam admitted, fingers playing lightly, distractedly, along his brother's lean, muscular chest. Touching had always made him feel good, now was no exception.

"Wow, we have one weird life, don't we, Sammy?" Dean hands made lazy circles along Sam's back now, touching made him feel good too.

"Yeah, but I wouldn't trade it for normal ever again. This is our normal, our happy ever after time." Sam said, he had never been afraid of girly moments, and Dean loved him for that.

"Me either." Dean kissed Sam's head one more time, "Let's sleep now. We got to work on some stuff tomorrow."

"I know." Sam admitted and leaned up to give Dean a kiss goodnight before settling back into his chest again.

Unknowingly, they now lay as they always did, except now Sam lay on Dean while Dean held Sam. Neither would have cared about the reversal. They were together, Dean was there and not gone. Everything else was cake as far as they cared.

Tomorrow they would practice walking better, relearn fighting skills and using weapons and most of all, just enjoy being together and alive.

Gabriel popped in and saw them. He smiled down at them, invisible to all.

He sighed, they should enjoy this. Someone would break that seal eventually and they would be in a world of pain then. Lucifer, Raphael, Zachariah, and Michael would not play fair to get their vessels to say yes. He just prayed that them being in the wrong bodies would be enough to change their minds. He hadn't been sure it would when he decided to do this and still wasn't. It was the only thing he could think of at the time.

He prayed this gamble worked or they all were screwed.

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This is an alternate storyline I came up with where Gabriel was secretly approached by God to take the role that Cas played for them in the tv series. The others still don't' know the trickster is really Gabriel the Archangel. He tries a radical approach to their problem with the deal Dean made and it worked but now there is still the Lucifer and Michael stuff to deal with. Castiel will be in this eventually but not to the extent he usually is. Gabriel, Sam, and Dean will be the main characters of this storyline.

I seem to be using Gabriel a lot more in my stories lately and don't know why. I'm not complaining though, I like the character, he is so fun to write for!

I know I made them all OOC there but since this is an alternate storyline, it worked better that way for me.

As far as the Wincest, It will be in the storyline, so if this bothers you, I am sorry. Once in a while, I just have to write Wincest, and this is just another outlet for that little guilty pleasure of mine.

Review if you like, I appreciate all reviews.