*I DO NOT OWN SUPERNATURAL OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS*

Thank you again for the feedback. Can't wait to hear more from you guys. In this chapter the point of view changes around a bit. This chapter is mainly about developing Destiel. I'll be back to Gabriel's point of view, not sure if it will be the next chapter, but soon. :)

Dean rubbed his eyes groggily. He was in a good mood, hopeful of the day bringing him a case. As much as he enjoyed the chance to catch his breath and work on the Impala, he was getting anxious. It had been two weeks since Gabriel was left in their care. Castiel stopped by every few days to check in him, but Gabriel basically ignored his existence like he did to Dean and Bobby whenever Sam was around. Watching Sam interact with the puppy version of Gabriel brought on a joyful feeling, melting away his icy facade. Dean made his way downstairs and into the kitchen for a cup of coffee. He wasn't expecting to walk in and find Sam sitting at the table with Gabriel at his feet.

At first glance Gabriel looked to be sleeping, but the moment Dean entered the kitchen Gabriel was up on his feet pretending to bark and wag his tail. Dean watched Sam glance in his direction, and by his, Dean meant Gabriel's. "Morning to you too." Dean grumbled as he walked past Gabriel to pour himself some coffee. "Morning Dean." Sam said, a good night's sleep showing in his voice. "Yeah. Mornin." Dean sat happily at the table with Sam, sipping his coffee. The moment was almost perfect until an irritable bark and whine bounced against the walls of the room, announcing the presence of Gabriel. "Sam. Your dog." Sam didn't hesitate getting up and carrying Gabriel out of the room.

Dean watched his brother leave, partly happy that the little poop machine had been escorted out of the room. He was able to quietly enjoy the rest of his first cup of coffee. It was during his second cup when Castiel showed up unexpectedly causing Dean to burn himself that roughed his morning up a bit. "Dammit Cas! What did I say about just showing up. A ounce yourself when you decide to drop in." Cas frowned slightly. "My apologies Dean. How is Gabriel?" Dean shrugged. "Okay I guess. No change if that's what you mean. If you want details you'll have to ask Sam." Castiel nodded. "That won't be necessary."

Dean sat down at the table with his second cup of coffee. "Anything else Cas?" Dean noticed the reluctance to leave in Castiel's expression. "You're welcome to stick around for a bit." Dean offered. Dean watched as Castiel's face grew brighter. "Would that be acceptable? I wouldn't be intruding?" Dean chuckled at Castiel's humbleness. "It's fine. You're always welcome here." Castiel smiled. "Thank you Dean." Dean gestured to one of the seats at the table, offering Castiel a seat in which he gladly took. The two sat in a comfortable silence, listening to the playful noises coming from Sam and Gabriel in the other room.

Castiel broke the silence. "Dean. Thank you for taking care of Gabriel. I know he brought you and Sam nothing but trouble."

"And killed me over and over again."

"Yes. I am sorry for his behavior in the past. I know just an apology isn't enough but.."

"Woah. Cas relax. It's fine. Although he is usually a pain in the ass, Sam is enjoying Gabriel's company right now." Castiel nodded. "Any luck in finding out who did this to him?" Dean asked after a moment of silence.

"It has to be someone powerful. Another archangel or maybe a group of powerful people." Dean nodded in understanding.

Dean sat across from the tv in the living room with Castiel next to him. He was in the middle of explaining Dr. Sexy MD to Castiel when Sam stepped in front of the tv. "Hey hey! Move Sam!" Sam grabbed the remote off the coffee table and turned off the tv. He was holding Gabriel in one hand. "I need you to watch Gabe for a bit." Dean immediately went to protest, but Castiel spoke first. "Of course we will Sam." Dean turned to Castiel disbelief written on his face. "Cas?"
"Dean."

After losing the argument of watching Gabriel, Dean tried his best to ignore both Castiel and Gabriel. He continued to watch his show glancing over every now and then to make sure the two angels weren't killing each other. He soon found himself zoning out on the two. He hadn't seen this side of Castiel before. Cas was smiling at the tail wagging creature. To Dean, Castiel looked awkward. It looked like he didn't know how to play with puppy. Gabriel brought a stick over to Castiel, who instead of tossing it, took it gratefully and placed it in his pocket. Gabriel barked with persistence waiting for his stick to be thrown. "Cas?"

"Yes Dean?"

"You're supposed to throw the stick."

"Why would I do that. Gabriel just presented it to me as a present. I will cherish his gift." Dean sighed. "It's not a gift, he wants to play fetch."

"Fetch?"

"Yeah. It's a game for dogs and people. The person throws the stick and the dog runs after it, fetches it and brings it back to the person and then the stick is thrown again." Dean watched as Castiel contemplated the game.

"Why would you throw the gift away. They obviously want you to keep it so they bring it back." Dean sighed again. "It's a stick not a gift. Throw it and watch." Dean's eyes followed Castiel's hand as he reached into his pocket and pulled out the stick. Gabriel became frantic, once again waiting for the stick to be thrown. Cas stared at the stick for a moment and then looked at Gabriel.

He handled the stick with care before tossing it across the room. Gabriel hopped after it sliding on the wood floor as he tried to stop, grabbed the stick and made his way happily back over to Castiel. He dropped the stick in his lap and backed away in the direction he anticipated the stick would be thrown again. Dean smiled when Gabriel nearly smacked his face to the ground when he tried to stop. Castiel threw the stick again, this time with more confidence.

The game of fetch with Castiel lasted for no more than ten minutes to Dean's disappointment. Gabriel had ignored his existence up until the game ended. Now Gabriel found pleasure in biting at Dean's toes and barking obnoxiously. Dean glared at the toe biting tail wagging monster. Dean watched as Gabriel wiggled oddly on the floor. He whined and barked but Dean ignored him. "Dean?"

"What Cas?"

"Um... Did Gabriel act the same way the day he peed on Sam?" Realization kicked Dean in the head. He snapped from his relaxed position to sitting straight up. He watched Gabriel for a moment. Gabriel looked happy to see Dean looking at him, but he was still wiggling oddly. "Don't you dare. Not on this floor!" Dean launched himself to his feet, scooped Gabriel off the floor and ran to the front door. Gabriel licked at Dean's face as he carried him outside.

Dean sighed thankfully as Gabriel lasted until Dean sat him on the ground away from the house. Dean turned slightly to see Cas standing by the door. Dean approached him frowning. They both waited outside looking awkwardly at the sky and trees waiting for Gabriel to finish his business.

When the puppy finished he made his way to Dean's feet happily wagging his tail in thanks. "Yeah whatever." Dean told him as he made his way back into the house. "What?" Cas asked thinking Dean had spoken to him. "Nothing Cas. Just talking to Gabriel." Cas kept himself from pushing further and telling him that Gabriel could not speak and it would be pointless to try and converse with him in such a state. Castiel followed both Dean and Gabriel into the house closing the door behind him.

Dean continued to ignore Gabriel, causing Cas to become insistent on Dean interacting with the puppy. "When he can play some poker I'll interact with him."
"Dean that's just silly. Dogs can't play poker." Dean smirked. "My point exactly."

"But Dean..."

"Cas he will survive without me giving him constant affection. Now shut up. Tryin' to watch some tv." Cas frowned but kept his mouth shut, having nothing else to say. Dean snuck glances every now and then at Castiel and Gabriel. He didn't know why he was so reluctant to show Gabriel any affection or emotion besides anger, but Castiel seemed to take part of it personally.

Castiel was sitting criss cross on the floor petting Gabriel but pouting at the same time. Dean turned away, not allowing himself to linger on it much longer. Glancing at the clock Dean realized Sam had been gone for a good two hours already. "For a bit my ass." Dean mumbled. His stomach growled urging him to eat. "Hey Cas. Want something to eat?" Cas went to turn him down, already prepared with a speech on how angels didn't need to consume sustenance but changed his mind. "If it doesn't cause too much trouble." Dean nodded and mad his way to the kitchen.

It wasn't until he was sitting down at th table with Castiel with a plate of food in front of him that he realized Gabriel hadn't eaten. The puppy sat by Castiel's chair begging for table scraps. Dean got out of his hair reluctantly, found the dry dog food and filled up Gabriel's food dish. Gabriel had follows Dean around the moment he stood up and hungrily chowder down his food. Dean settled himself down to eat.

Dean sat back down on the couch after eating. Today was one of his less productive days. He brought himself and Castiel a beer from the fridge. Cas took it without complaining even though Dean was aware Cas could not get drunk off a few beers. Out of spite to Sam who had left Gabriel in his care for too long, Dean poured a few drops of beer in Gabriel's water dish. The puppy had lapped it up willingly and looked at him for more by Dean refused to waste any more beer. Castiel and Dean sat on the couch together with Gabriel on the floor. Dean propped his feet up on the coffee table reclining himself back against the couch.

Castiel lifted the now sleepy Gabriel off the floor and placed him in his lap. Almost immediately, Gabriel took the chance of leaving the safety of Castiel's lap to make his way over to where Dean was dozing off. Dean felt Gabriel make his way onto his chest and lick his chin. Dean felt the urge to shove Gabriel off, but instead found himself petting the mutt. "Just this once." Dean mumbled to Gabriel who was now laying ontop of Dean.

Castiel watched with pure happiness. Gabriel was laying on top of Dean as they both slept. It was a priceless image that would be forever burned into his mind. Dean's fingers brushed against the puppy's back, Gabriel lay curled into a ball of fur in the center of Dean's chest. A smile grew on Castiel's face. He watched as their breathing fee slower and more in sync as they fell asleep. Dean would deny allowing Gabriel to lay in his chest if Castiel brought it up. He found himself savoring the moment and wishing he could take a picture.

Cas was still awake when Sam walked into the room an hour later. He refused to risk waking both the puppy and Dean by getting up off the couch but put his finger to his lips to keep Sam quiet. Sam suppressed a laugh at the odd sight. Gabriel had worked his way closer to Dean's face. He had an outstretched paw planted across Dean's cheek meeting with the end of his nose. Sam pulled out his cell phone and snapped a couple pictures. Sam had a goofy smile plastered on his face. At Sam's request, Castiel handed his own phone over to Sam who took a few pictures before handing it back.

It didn't take long for Gabriel to realize that Sam was back. He got off Dean, climbed over Castiel's lap and made his way to Sam's feet. He barked happily causing Dean to stir in his sleep. Sam picked Gabriel up off the floor and allowed the puppy to plant kisses on his cheek. Castiel followed Sam into the kitchen, closing the door behind them. "Sorry for taking so long."

Cas shook his head as a smile grew on his face. "It's quite alright. I can't speak for Dean, but I enjoyed myself. I can't remember a time where I spent more than ten minutes with Gabriel." Sam laughed momentarily and placed Gabriel onto the ground. "Good. Thank you." Castiel looked at him curiously. "For what? Gabriel is my brother after all. I handed him off to you to take care of. I should be thanking you."

"Yeah but you stayed with Dean and I'm sure he enjoyed your company. He is a bit moody right now without a case." Castiel glanced at the ground, a knowing smile plastered on his face. Castiel thought about the day's event with Dean. To Sam Castiel looked like a nervous girl fantasizing about her crush. Sam coughed awkwardly and Castiel snapped out of memory lane. "Should we wake him?" Castiel asked.

Sam shook his head. "Not unless you have a case for him. Or pie. He won't bite your head off if you bring him pie." Sam turned away from Cas, heading to a cabinet to retrieve a glass. "Anyway, Cas..." Sam stopped in the middle of his sentence as he turned around to find Castiel nowhere in sight. Gabriel was by his food dish munching away, but he hadn't heard Cas leave the room. Sighing he turned back to getting something to drink.

Change of point of view: Castiel

The moment Sam said Dean and pie in the same sentence and had mentioned Dean being upset about not having a case to work on, Cas felt the need to do something to help. He left without telling Sam accidently. He had moved before he could process what his body was doing. He now stood outside a bakery. He had heard that bakeries sold pie. He recalled conversations with Dean about pie.

If he had recalled it correctly, apple was Dean's favorite. Castiel entered the little bakery on the corner of the street. He instantly got a whiff of the merchandise. He was very pleased with himself instantly knowing he had picked the right place. He approached the counter where a middle aged man had positioned himself. "Some apple pie please." Castiel said before the man uttered a word. "Good choice." The man spoke with a gruff voice. Castiel nodded pleased with himself. He felt a sudden surge of confidence settle over him. He stood taller, proud of himself. Dean will love the pie. Castiel thought to himself. He hadn't seen Dean eat pie before, but he was sure Dean wore a very happy expression as he ate it. The pie was freshly made and hot to the touch.

The man put it in a portable box, trapping the heat inside. "That'll be eleven-ninety two." Castiel handed the man a twenty dollar bill and smiled widely at the pie in his hands. "Here you go sir. Your change..." The man went to hand Castiel his change but he had disappeared. "Sir?"

"Dean. Dean. Wake up. Dean." Cas was bending over Dean's face as he tried to wake him up. Dean mumbled and shifted in his place but ignored Castiel. "Dean. It's important. Please wake up." Dean groaned but opened his eyes. "Dammit Cas! Personal space!" Castiel straightened up and took a step back. "Sorry Dean." Dean sat up and rubbed his neck. He stretched his arms over his head and behind his back before turning his attention back to Castiel.

"What do you want? What's so important that you had to wake me up?" Castiel's face lit up. "Dude. Stop being creepy." Cas took his hands from behind his back and held the box out to Dean. Dean took the box cautiously from the angel's hands. As Dean opened the box his facial expression relaxed and his eyes flickered excitedly. "Pie." Dean said with tears forming in his eyes. "Yeah. Pie." Castiel echoed.