AN: By popular demand, I present to you...THE SEQUEL to The Weight of my Sins. Hope you all love it! Also, just a heads up now, while Gabriel will be a big part of the fic it will not lead up to Sabriel. I'm sorry! No hate on it, just not my thing so I don't think I'd be able to write it very well.
Disclaimer: Still not mine, if it were I would be writing episodes instead of fan fic!
Chapter One
Dean stood there, slackjawed and completely dumbfounded as he stared at the previously presumed dead archangel before them. He finally regained the use of his motor functions and blinked fast, "Dude, we thought you were dead. I mean the whole, wings and shit..."
Gabriel grinned and rolled his eyes dramatically.
"They don't call me the Trickster for nothing big boy, you think I would march up to Luci without a plan b?" Gabriel shook his head, "Now you want to tell your welcoming committee to back off?"
Sam looked at Dean confused, shrugging his shoulders.
"Guys, lets uh, give Gabe some space," Sam requested, pushing down the large crossbow in Charlie's hands.
Gabe smiled, popping an unwrapped chocolate candy and smacking his lips loudly as Kevin and the rest backed down, if not some what wearily.
"Gabriel?" murmured Cas, almost reverently echoing his brother's name as he dared stepped a few feet closer to the archangel.
Gabriel raised his eyebrows and grin spreading from ear to ear as he looked the fallen angel from head to toe.
"Hey there little bro, looks like you're missing something there aren't you?" His eyes had paused, almost squinting while looking at Castiel's chest, his head tilting in a confused fashion.
Cas nodded, looking downwards.
"Metatron used my grace to bar all angels from Heaven," he looked up, his eyes heavy and sad. "I am the cause for the destruction of Heaven."
Gabriel sighed heavily, snapped his fingers to manifest a beer in his left hand. "So the rumors are true then," he muttered before taking a long swig. Castiel simply nodded.
"You know, I for one would really love to know how you are here right now?" Snapped Dean, stepping closer to Cas.
"Metatron threw us all out, myself included. And I had a nice little hide out upstairs, so you can imagine my disappointment," He growled; but his glare quickly switched to a smile. "But that's not why I am here, I am here to help ol' Cassie here stop Metatron and let all my asshole siblings back through the Golden Gates."
Sam stopped what he was doing and snapped to attention, "You mean you know how to reverse the spell?"
Gabriel shrugged, "More or less, but first we need to get Cas up to fighting strength."
Dean watched in confusion as Cas nodded and replied, "I have been training with Dean."
Gabe smirked, casting Dean a rueful look, "I am sure you have," he winked, "But if you think sparring with your boy toy here is going to win back Heaven, you are sorely mistaken."
Cas looked at Dean then back to Gabriel, his head tilted slightly, "I do not understand what else I can do."
Before Dean could blink Gabriel was in front of Castiel, all humor gone from his features and his eyes were emitting a terrifying blue glow as he gripped Castiel's forearm.
Dean stepped back in shock as Cas went stiff in his brother's grip and his eyes snapping to Gabe's.
"Cas?!" He cried, reaching to break them apart before he felt Sam pull him back.
"I don't think he would hurt him Dean," Sam insisted, pulling his older brother away from the two. Dean shrugged him off and immediately was about to charge forward when Gabriel let go, and Cas slumped to the floor.
"What the fuck Gabe?!" Dean cried, rushing to Castiel's side and cradling his head from the cold floor.
Rolling his shoulders and popping his neck loudly Gabe smiled, "Just wait," he assured snapping a large, loud purple chair out of nowhere and laying back in it comfortably.
Dean patted Cas's cheek a few times, "Come on man, wake up feathers," he whispered, he swore he could almost feel the other man's muscles jumping underneath his skin, as if he had been struck with electricity.
"Dean, is he breathing?" Kevin asked from a few feet away, his gun still not leaving his hand, as if at any word from Dean he would blow the intruder away if need be.
Dean nodded and as he was about to ask for some cold water, Castiel's eyes flew open and he arched off the floor with a startled gasp.
"Cas?" Dean cried, his hands going to cradle his head and he was looking around frantically and his breathing rapid and harsh.
"Dean?" Castiel asked, finally focusing on the man in front of him.
Dean gasped a bit when he looked a bit closer, under the trembling of Cas's skin and the flutter of his eyelids, there around his iris of his eyes was a tint of a glowing blue ring.
Spinning around, still supporting Castiel, he through a savage look at the fallen angel's older brother who was still smirking and lounging in the velvet monstrosity.
"What the hell did you do?" He demanded, his attention back on Cas as his fingers carded through the long, dark hair and his eyes scanning for any physical injuries.
"You should be thanking me," taunted the Trickster, "I am doing Cas a favor."
"What kind of favor ass hat?"
A lollipop rolling around in his mouth, Gabriel smiled between the stick.
"Just giving him a little saving grace," he smirked at his play on words.
"What does that mean?" Sam spoke up, his fists clenched and ready for at any moment to grab the angel blade from Crowley's hands.
"Easy there moose,' Chided the archangel. "Just a power up."
Dean felt Cas's fingers tighten on his forearm as he pushed himself upright to look at the reclined angel.
"What kind of power up?" He almost slurred his words, his balance uneven as he held onto Dean to keep him steady.
"I told you, gotta get you powered up," Gabe replied, "You should be thanking me Castiel, a mere seraph like yourself normally wouldn't even dream of getting what I am about to offer you."
"And what would that be Gabriel?"
"My grace numb skull, you borrow a bit of my grace so we can fight to win back Heaven,' he paused looking around the room. "Boys and girl-' he nodded in Charlie's general direction, "We're going to get Cas's grace back."
SPNSPNSPNSPN
The room was spinning, even as Cas shut his eyes and opened them again it seemed as if the whole world was tilting on its side; the buzzing in his ears was becoming bothersome but it was annoying since he could see Dean's mouth move and Gabriel responding to whatever he was saying.
"Why do I feel this way?" He slurred slightly, closing his eyes tightly as the room spun again and the only thing holding him steady was Dean's tight grip on his waist.
"Because you idiot I am an archangel, and supremely more powerful than you. I can only give you little power ups so we can get you back in shape to fight the big bad," Gabriel explained through the ringing in his ears.
"Big bad?" Cas questioned, his mind unable to keep up with what Gabriel was saying.
Gabe sighed "Metatron you idiot keep up!"
"Hey asshole, he can barely open his eyes! Give him a minute," Dean yelled, pulling Cas closer as he felt himself drift a bit to the left.
Gabriel smirked, "Well I can definitely say that I didn't see that coming."
Cas heard Dean huff and he felt himself go weightless; he opened his eyes to see Dean carrying him bridal style. If he was able not actually stand or say something without sounding like a lush he might have fought the treatment, but honestly it felt nice being close to something solid.
"I'm taking him to the room, we'll discuss this later," Snapped Dean, and Cas felt himself being taken away from the main room.
He could feel it; the energy pulsing through him and around him. He could feel each and every one of Dean's muscles through his shirt, he could hear his heart beat and if he listened hard enough he could hear the gentle mantra of his inner thoughts.
Cas's throat tightened when he heard the words echoing in Dean's head and why his heart was beating so hard and fast.
"Please don't leave me, please don't leave me."
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