This story was requested by my beta.

I posted it early this morning, but FFnet seems to have taken it down or something, so I'm re-posting it. My apologizes to anyone who favorited or alerted it before I was able to fix it. You'll probably have to do it again

Thunder cracked, and a bright light filled the room for a moment. Sam froze. "Did you hear something?"

Dean laughed. "Of course I heard something. I'm pretty sure everyone in the radius of a few miles heard something."

"No, no, no. It was something else. It sounded like someone knocked."

They both turned towards the door. Another rumble filled the room. Dean jumped as they heard someone banging forcefully. Sam leapt to his feet. "Told you!" He went to the door and pulled it open. "Uh, Dean…"

Dean ran over and stopped in shock.

Gabriel stood before them, holding a very bloody, unconscious Castiel. Gabriel scowled at his brother. "He insisted on knocking. Something about you two not liking it when he 'popped' in."

Dean clenched his fists and glared. "What the Hell did you do to him?"

They heard a door open further down the hall. Sam quickly grabbed Gabriel, pulling him into the room, and closed the door firmly behind them.

Gabriel's hold on Castiel tightened. "Me? You think I did this?"

"Why not? Last time you saw him you threw him against a wall, sent him to get beaten up, and then slapped tape over his mouth!"

Gabriel frowned, and looked at his brother sadly before moving to arrange him on a bed. He sat down next to him, running a hand through his brother's hair.

Dean and Sam shared a confused look. Gabriel was acting strangely. Dean had had enough. He stormed over to the arch-angel and grabbed his shoulder roughly. "Listen! You tell me what you did to him right now, or else!"

Gabriel scowled "Or else what?" He snapped his fingers and Dean disappeared.

Sam eyed the being in front of him with caution, and carefully moved closer. "Where did you send him?"

Gabriel turned back to Castiel. "Oh… away."

Dean was alone in a room with Sam. He smirked. "That was weird."

Sam chuckled. "Tell me about it."

"Where did Cas go?"

Suddenly the door was violently kicked open; two men rushed in. One held Dean while the second shot Sam repeatedly in the chest and face.

Dean struggled against his captor, and screamed, "No! Get off him you bastard!"

Sam fell to the ground, dead. The man behind Dean let him go. He rushed forward and cradled his brother to his chest, tears streaming down his face.

Sam vanished.

Confused, Dean stood up as the world changed.

He was standing by the Impala outside a motel. Sam exited a room carrying two bags. Dean's eyes widened in shock as Sam smiled. "Help pack up, jerk."

Dean couldn't help but stared as Sam handed him a bag. Sam laughed. "What is your problem?"

Dean shook himself. "Uh. Nothing, nothing."

Sam threw a bag into the trunk. A gun discharged, blowing a hole into the back of his head.

"Sam!"

The world changed.

Sam was walking in front of him as they exited a police station. He slipped on a frozen patch of ice, and fell down a flight of stairs, twisting his neck violently

The world changed.

Sam was sitting across from him at a diner.

Dean pushed a way and stood up. "God damn it, Gabriel!"

The world paused, and the arch-angel appeared before him. Dean was seething. "What the Hell is going on!"

Gabriel stalked towards the hunter. Dean backed up, until he collided with a wall. Gabriel leaned close into his personal space. "You have known your brother for 30 odd years. I have known mine for centuries. You think your love is stronger?"

Dean blinked at Gabriel's intense stare, and swallowed nervously. "If you didn't hurt him, than who did?"

"Demon's" Gabriel growled.

"Okay, then let's go find them."

Gabriel smiled coldly. "They're already dead." The angel straightened, and took a step back. Dean relaxed slightly. Gabriel walked back to the booth and sat down next to the frozen Sam, taking the cup from his hands and drinking deeply from it. Dean joined him. "So, uh. If you care about Cas so much, why did you beat him up so bad the last time you were together?"

Gabriel shrugged, helping himself to Sam's toast. "To teach him a lesson."

"And what lesson was that?"

"That you'll be the death of him."

They sat in an uncomfortable silence until finally Dean cleared his throat. "So, can we get back to them now?"

Gabriel smiled, and snapped his fingers.

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