Just realised that in my A/N in the last chapter I said I had yet to see chapter 8 rather than season 8 but hopefully you guys understood what I meant. Just wanted to send a quick thanks to everyone who followed and reviewed the last chapter. I really appreciate it. Reviews really do keep me motivated.

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Well here's the third chapter, hope you guys like it.


Castiel seemed to snap out of his shock before the Winchesters and ran over to the cage intending to let his brothers out. However, as soon as he touched the cage he was flung back by an invisible force. Everyone watched in horror as Castiel flew through the air, hitting the wall with a sickening thud.

"Cas!" Dean screamed in worry as he ran to his lover's side.

The angel groaned as he picked himself off the floor with the aid of Dean.

"I am really starting to get annoyed at that happening." Castiel complained. Dean gave a small smile at the angel's annoyance. He was really starting to sound more and more human the longer he stayed around the Winchesters.

Dean ran his hands up Castiel's arms and raised one hand to caress one side of Castiel's face. Silently asking him if he was ok. Gaining a nod from Castiel, showing he was ok, Dean sighed in relief before pulling away.

Both Gabriel and Balthazar raised their eyebrows at the interaction between their brother and his human. Obviously a lot had changed when they were dead.

Sam had walked cautiously over to the cage and had seen their surprised expressions.

"Yeah the eye sex hasn't lessened though" he whispered cheekily through the bars. Gabriel let out a giggle at the comment.

"Oh I heard that bitch." Dean stated angrily as he walked up behind his brother. Sam just rolled his eyes in response.

"Whatever Dean. Just help me get them out of here before whoever put them in here comes back."

As if fate had heard him the group heard a door being slammed open upstairs, followed by the sound of muffled talking.

Dean punched his brother in the arm.

"You had to jinx us didn't you?"

Sam rubbed the spot his brother had hit him and gave him a glare. However, he didn't have time to argue so instead focused his attention on the trapped angels.

"Do they ever take you out of the cage?"

The two angels grimaced at his question, as if they were recalling a horrible memory.

Balthazar nodded.

"How do they get you out? Do they use a key?" Sam questioned. However, he couldn't seem to find a keyhole or a lock of any sort. But he was a bit hesitant to touch the cage after what happened to Castiel.

Both angels shook their head in unison.

"They just pull the door, we don't ever see a key or anything." Gabriel responded.

Dean and Sam looked at each other in confusion. However, they confusion soon turned to alarm as they heard the top door of the basement being opened and heavy footsteps making their way down the steps.

They turned to each other.

"Crap. Just pull the cage door Dean."

Dean stared at his brother in anger.

"What?! Did you see what happen to Cas? I ain't getting thrown on my ass."

"It's probably just angels that happens too."

"Well if that's the case you open the door." Dean threw back waving his hand towards the cage.

The steps began getting closer and everyone in the basement held a breath. However, the steps suddenly stopped as whoever was walking down the stairs was called from one of their cohorts. They all released their breath at once as whoever it was made their way back up the stairs to answer their companions call.

"I think Sam is right Dean. There are enochian sigils all around the cage door. They probably prevent Angels from opening or closing the door so that Gabriel and Balthazar could not escape. Humans should be able to open it." Castiel explained calmly but there was slight urgency in his voice. Whoever was upstairs could come back any second. Time really was of the essence and they didn't have time for the Winchesters bickering.

"Should?" Dean exclaimed quietly.

"Oh for God sake. I'll do it." Sam didn't give Dean a chance to argue as he pulled open the cage door in one swift motion.

Sam breathed a sigh of relief before making his way into the cage. He walked over to Gabriel and leant down to carefully pick him up and carried him out of the cage. As Sam excited, Dean entered going over to help Balthazar out of the cage.

Sam carried Gabriel to where Castiel was waiting, trying to be careful of Gabriel's injuries. Because unfortunately there seemed to be a lot of them. Gabriel, however, took it in his stride sending a cheeky smile his way.

"You could have at least bought me dinner first Sammy."

Sam rolled his eyes.

"It's Sam." But he smiled at the tricksters comment. However, Sam couldn't help but notice the way Gabriel had flinched at Sam's touch. Obviously he was in a lot of pain.

Dean made his way over to Castiel, Balthazar leaning heavily on him for support.

"Ok so how are we getting out of here without passing anyone upstairs?" Dean questioned, shifting under Balthazar's weight. The angel looked like he was going to pass out any minute. Did angels pass out? Well if they could, Dean decided, Balthazar was five seconds away from doing it.

"Without the sigils blocking me I should be able to fly out of here. I can take two of you at a time."

"Are you sure Cas?" Dean questioned.

Castiel nodded.

"I no longer feel the repression the sigils caused."

"Ah that was the reason." Gabriel said. "Since I've been here I felt like I couldn't breathe. Like there was something heavy sitting on my chest. The last few hours it's been getting easier and easier."

"Me too. Must have been you guys breaking the seals." Balthazar agreed.

Their conversation was cut short as they heard the ominous sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Shit!" Dean whispered. "Well if we are going to try now would be the time."

"Take Dean and Balthazar to the car first Cas. Then come back for me and Gabe. That way Dean can have the car ready to go, so we can get the hell out of here."

Cas nodded in agreement with his plan.

"I won't be long." He grabbed hold of Dean and Balthazar's shoulders and disappeared.

'Well at least that means he can fly out of here.' Sam thought thankfully. Unfortunately the footsteps were awfully close. Sam hoped Castiel wouldn't be too long. Sam gripped Gabriel closer as the handle of the door began to turn backing away as far as he could from the door.

"Come on Cas." Sam whispered as if praying to the angel.

"Would this be a good time to say thanks for coming to save my ass." Gabriel whispered in Sam's ear.

Sam smiled. "Haven't saved your ass yet."

Sam jumped as a hand gripped his shoulder just as the door swung open.

Sam caught a quick glance at whoever had opened the door and the sound of a quick angry "what the hell?"

Before he and Gabriel were whisked out of the room.

Sam turned to see Castiel gripping his shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nice timing Cas."

"You are welcome. Now let's get out of here, we probably don't have much time before whomever trapped Balthazar and Gabriel come after us."

Sam nodded and moved towards the Impala where his brother was impatiently sat behind the wheel.

"Move your ass Sammy, we got to get going."

Sam decided not to respond. Instead he gently put Gabriel on the back seat next to Balthazar and climbed in next to him. Castiel moved to sit in the passenger side and as soon as his door was closed Dean peeled off towards the highway.


An hour later Sam looked over to see Balthazar and Gabriel curled up together sleeping. Sam noticed that both angels were still losing blood. He had hoped that since they were away from all the sigils they would start healing. However, that didn't seem to be the case. Apparently there was something else effecting the angels. Worried about their wellbeing he leant over to discuss his concerns with his brother and Castiel.

"Dean, where are we heading? The angels really need to stop somewhere and heal up. They seem to be losing a lot of blood."

Castiel turned his head to give his brothers a once over, concern shining in his eyes.

"That is why we are heading to Bobby's place. We can camp out there for a while till the angels heal. That way we can have time to figure out what the hell was going on back there." Dean reasoned.

Sam nodded his head at the plan and sat back in his seat. Once again turning his attention to the sleeping angels.

Since when do angels sleep Sam wondered. It must be the same reason they are not healing. Well whatever the reason Sam knew two things. One, Dean was right Bobby's was the best place to be right now. If they couldn't find out what was wrong with the angels, Bobby sure would. Plus they would have the added bonus of having a stable place for the angels to recover.

Two, Gabriel looked really peaceful when he slept. And wasn't that a worrying thought. Sam thought he had gotten over his inappropriate feelings for the archangel when he had died protecting them all from Lucifer. But it seems that after the grieving period they had been repressed in the back of Sam's head. Only to be released the moment he laid eyes on Gabriel again.

Sam reached over to move a stray bit of hair that had fallen into the trickster's eyes. The trickster hummed in happiness as if he sensed the gesture. Sam quickly moved his hand and darted his eyes quickly around the car to see if anyone had noticed his action. Fortunately for him Balthazar and Gabriel were still sleeping and Dean and Cas were too busy focusing on each other.

Sam turned his head slightly to once again stare at the archangel. Damn he had missed him. Sam was so screwed!


Four hours later the Impala pulled up to the familiar scrap yard. Luckily Dean had had the foresight to ring Bobby in advance and give a cliff notes version of the events of the day. Therefore, neither Winchester was surprised when they spotted Bobby standing on his front porch, obviously sensing their arrival (or at least hearing the purr of the Impala's engine).

He held the door open as Sam carried Gabriel in, followed closely by Castiel who was helping Balthazar. Dean had moved to the trunk of the Impala grabbing his and Sam's bags, before locking up the Impala and following everyone else inside.

Dean couldn't help but feel a sense of coming home when he entered Bobby's. Himself and Sam spent most of their childhood, as well as their adulthood here. It was the only place in the world that they always came back to. The only place that they always felt welcome, and that was due to one Bobby Singer. He was always there ready to help sew up their wounds, or give them a kick up the ass when they needed it. This was only reinforced when he saw that Bobby had prepared his home for them and the injured angels.

He had set up the panic room for Dean and Castiel to stay in, and set up the couch for Sam. Sam and Dean do have their own rooms here but Bobby guessed correctly than the injured angels were probably in the most need for comfortable beds. So Balthazar was being put in Dean's room, and Gabriel in Sam's.

And wasn't that a cruel twist of fate for Sam. The object of his affection sleeping in his bed, and Sam really needed to get his thoughts off of that before things started getting embarrassing.

Sam helped Gabriel into his room and lay him on the bed. Bobby entered shortly after carrying two first aid kits. He passed one to Sam before muttering a quick 'i'll be back in a second'. He quickly excited, probably off to give the second first aid kit to Dean and Castiel Sam guessed. The couple were treating Balthazar's injuries in Dean's room.

Unfortunately for the injured angels Castiel was unable to heal them for some unknown reason. It was like they were rejecting his grace. So the pair were stuck healing the mortal way, which neither were very happy with.

Sam moved over to the bed side table and placed the first aid kit next to the warm bowl of water and clean wash cloth Bobby had placed there ready. That man really thought a head.

He then turned and saw Gabriel staring at him intensely.

Sam blushed at the attention he was getting and tried to pull his eyes away from the caramel eyes that were boring into him.

"Uhh, umm, well we better take a look at your wounds. Would be easier if you took of your shirt first." Sam cursed himself.

'Very articulate Winchester.' He cursed himself. But could you blame him? He was pretty much asking the guy he had feelings for to strip.

'You're trying to help him. Not jump his bones.' He argued with himself. 'It's completely innocent.'

As if reading his thoughts Gabriel smirked.

Shit did he read his thoughts? Angels could do that couldn't they? Sam really hoped he hadn't. He didn't want Gabriel to think he was trying to take advantage of his injured state.

Fortunately Gabriel hadn't seemed to hear as he turned puppy dog eyes to Sam.

"Well I am in a lot of pain Sammy. I don't think I can take off my shirt by myself. Think you could help an Archangel-turned trickster-turned Archangel out?"

Sam couldn't help but let out a laugh at the pathetic pout the angel was throwing his way. But unable to resist the angel Sam moved towards the bed and helped Gabriel out of his shirt. It was slow going as the blood had dried and his shirt had stuck to the injuries. Sam worked slowly, stopping whenever Gabriel hissed in pain.

"Sorry." Sam said for the tenth time.

"Would you stop apologising. It ain't your fault. You weren't the one who did this to me."

Sam nodded guiltily and at last pulled Gabriel's shirt completely off throwing it casually into the corner of the room.

"Gabe, the ones who did this to you...I saw him. He was human."

"Ye Sammy he was. They all were. Can we not talk about it right now." Gabriel looked at him almost desperately. "Please. I'll tell you everything tomorrow. Just I can't talk about it right now."

"Ok Gabe. I won't ask any more questions. But you'll have to answer them at some point if we are going to take down those sonuvabitches." Sam reached over and grasped Gabriel's hand in what Sam hoped was a comforting gesture.

Gabriel deflated in defeat and nodded. The two continued to stare at each other before a cough from the doorway caused them to jump apart. Sam blushed slightly as he spotted Bobby in the doorway, eyebrow raised at the pair.

"If you two are finished. The angel has some wounds that need stitching."

Sam rushed to grab the bowl of water and wash cloth.

"Idgits." Bobby muttered as headed for the first aid kit.

Sam began clearing Gabriel's wounds, and damn there were more than he thought. He started with the cuts that littered his torso before asking Gabriel to turn around. The angel seemed almost hesitant but decided he didn't have much of a choice and turned around slowly so that his back was facing Sam.

Sam inhaled sharply at the state of Gabriel's back. He shared a horrified look with Bobby, who's expression mirrored the younger hunters.

Were those whip marks?

What the hell did those guys do to the angels?

Well one thing was for sure. None of them were going to get away with this. Sam was defiantly going to take a no mercy approach to this hunt. No one hurt his angel and didn't pay for it!


Well there you go guys. Hope you liked it. The next chapter will contain more Dean and Castiel, with probably more Balthazar because I love that guy. Please review and let me know what you think.