AN: I had requests while writing the Message to do a BDS/SPN crossover with the two sets of brothers actually meeting and working together so...Here it is a MacChester Fanfic for those who asked. It would probably help to Read The Message if you haven't already since this is a sequel and picks up after the S8 premiere of SPN and that's fine since The Message is already AU

"Gabriel Would it be possible for me to...?"

"No."

"It is considered polite to at least wait until someone is finished asking a question before you reply Gabriel." Castiel said.

"I already know what you are going to ask Castiel," Gabriel sighed "You've been hounding me about it ever since Balthazar gave you a clean bill of health. My answer was no then and it's still no now. You are not to go anywhere near Dean Winchester!"

Castiel let out an irritated breath, Gabriel had shown great concern for his well being since he had rescued him from Purgatory, but he was completely unbending on Castiel's requests to return to Earth since then.

"Look Cas, when you got sucked into Purgatory along with Dean he should have been right by your side. He should have searched for you until he found you. Instead he left you there." Gabriel explained. "After all you have sacrificed and given up for him, there's no excuse. Instead of him showing you the same loyalty that you have shown him, I had to got to Purgatory and get you out. It took 6 months for your wings to properly heal. I'm not going to forgive or forget that!"

Castiel watched Gabriel stomp off in the direction of a group of angels who were training in hand to hand combat.

"Well I dare say they are in for a rough time of it." Balthazar said blandly as he stepped up beside Castiel. "You really need to let it go Cassie. This is Gabriel, the archangel that has spent the last 4000 years handing out just desserts to humans. The fact that he hasn't gone to Earth to smite Dean Winchester is a testament to his resolve. Believe me he wants to, so bad he can taste it."

"He is being unreasonable." Castiel said.

"I don't disagree with you." Balthazar said, "But I don't disagree with him either. He is our big brother and you know that of all the archangels, he was always the most protective of us. I imagine seeing you tortured at the hands of the dragons didn't sit well with him."

Balthazar winced as one of the young angels went flying over their heads as the result of toss by Gabriels and added "Add to that the fact that he suddenly finds himself responsible for a bunch of 'feathered heavenly halfwits', his words by the way, and it's no wonder his usual cheerful demeanor has taken a vacation."

"I don't agree with him taking it out on Dean. If Dean had come for me, he would died." Castiel said.

"Cassie, let me ask you something. Had the situation been reversed and Gabriel had left Sam somewhere being tortured, How would Dean Winchester be reacting?" Balthazar waited. After what seemed like an eternity of silence Balthazar spoke. "That's what I thought. So stop acting like Gabriel is being so unreasonable for doing exactly what your precious Dean would do, protecting his little brother from further harm."


Dammit Murph, keep still!" Connor said as he dug the tip of the penknife into Murphy's shoulder. "The bullet has got to come out."

Murphy lifted the bottle of whiskey and took a long drink. "Easy for you to say keep still I haven't been digging around in your shoulder with a pocketknife for the past half hour. The fuckin shit hurts!"

"Yeah, well if you had just stayed down like I told you you wouldn't have a bullet in your shoulder!" Connor snapped.

"You're right Conn, you would have a bullet in the back of your head!" Murphy snapped right back.

"Will you two leprechaun dicks shut the hell up!" Romeo yelled over both of them. "We all came one pubic hair away from the great beyond! How the hell are we supposed to get this bastard when he's got bodyguards crawling out of the woodwork like roaches in a tenement? Crowley's people handed us our asses today!"

"You know it was strange how people just kept coming in and picking up guns. Where were they all coming from?" Murphy asked flinching.

"And all that black smoke. Nothing was burning." Connor said as he finally got the bullet out. "Got you, you little bugger!"

Romeo turned away and picked up the iron his eyes going solid black for a moment. "I'm sure we'll find some answers soon."


Crowley looked around the house he had procured in Fargo, or rather he looked around what was left of it. The place was riddled with bullets. Three men had done this. "Who did this boys? Was it the Winchesters?"

One of the demons in the body of a teenage boy with a bad case of acne spoke up. "It wasn't them. None of us have seen them before. But they were different from normal hunters. Two of them reeked of grace. And it was powerful, almost like Lucifer."

"What do you mean, almost like Lucifer?" Crowley asked suddenly alert.

The kid swallowed. "Compared to the angels we're used to dealing with, the power level was off the charts. But Belial was able to enter the third one."

"So it looks like there's new players in the game. Two untouchable hunters and an angel more powerful than anything you are used to." Crowley didn't get where he was by being stupid. He had checked the cage that morning and Michael and Lucifer were still having the cage fight from hell. Raphael was scattered across the cosmos thanks to Castiel, Only archangel's had a power level like this. "It looks like the prodigal son has returned." He finally said.

"Sir?" the teen looked at Crowley confused.

"Gabriel the archangel, heaven's runaway has finally come home. This is not good news." Crowley growled. "Find the prophet. I don't care what you have to do, find him!"

The teen hurried offf to follow Crowley's orders while Crowley dropped into a chair and conjured himself up a stiff drink. Gabriel, the baby archangel was back. Crowley gulped a shot of scotch without even tasting it.

Crowley would rather face Lucifer, Michael and Raphael together than Gabriel by himself any day. Gabriel was the most dangerous of all those feathered glowworms because Gabriel didn't play by the rules, he made his own rules. He proved that the day he walked away from heaven and into Asgard without a second thought. And he had been wreaking havoc on any human, pagan god or demon that got in his way ever since. It didn't matter what name you called him by Loki, Trickster or Gabriel. They all meant the same thing, trouble.


"Dean we can't handle this alone we need help." Sam said glancing over to where Kevin was asleep in the bed only a tuft of dark hair visible peeking from beneath the covers.

"And what do you suggest Sam? All the hunters we know are dead, and we're persona non grata in heaven. Gabriel won't help us and Cas is grounded." Dean snapped downing his beer. "Crowley is the one we're up against so unless we plan on just turning the kid over to him we can't call on him. If you've got a brilliant idea I'd like to hear it."

"Actually Dean, you're persona non grata. Gabriel might come if I pray for him." Sam said. "He wasn't mad at me, he was mad at you."

"Screw Gabriel! Screw all of those feathered asswipes. All they did was drag us into their mess and now were left with their mess. Protecting the prophet is their job! They dropped the ball!" Dean yelled picking up a bottle figuring he needed something stronger than beer.

"Funny, I seem to recall you tearing me a new one when you got back because Kevin was our responsibility." Sam said watching Dean chugging the liquor "You know, maybe if you crawled out of that bottle you would realize why you're on Gabriel's shit list." Sam said before leaving the room and slamming the door behind him.


Sam paced the parking lot and finally stopped an let out a breath. "Okay Gabriel you're pissed with Dean I get that, I even understand why but we need help. We can't keep the prophet safe with Crowley breathing down our necks."

"You're right Sammy I am pissed with Dean." Gabriel said suddenly appearing before him. "And I'm not really feeling like lifting a finger to help him. Besides from what I see he's getting all the help he needs from Jack Daniels."

"Gabriel, Castiel told us that angels are supposed to protect the prophet." Sam said. "So don't blow Kevin off because of Dean."

Gabriel's face softened. "Look kiddo, I'm not blowing him off. The leviathans did a number on the garrison. I don't have the manpower to protect a prophet. Dad replenished the ranks and brought back Balthazar, but it takes time to train the new ones."

"So you won't do anything to help." Sam said looking at the archangel.

"Don't give me the puppy eyes Sam." Gabriel started and when Sam started to frown "Or the bitchface either. I never said I wouldn't do anything to help you. I'll send you some help, they're human but not hunters. You'll have to teach them, but they will do everything humanly possible to protect the prophet. I know it's not much but it's the best I can do right now."

Sam looked at Gabriel and said "We'll take it."