A/N: Chapter four! Bring it on! YAYA!

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural. Nor do I own any of its [Supernatural's] affiliates. The CW and Kripke own it- not me. For I am neither the CW or Kripke.

Warnings: There's won't be anything suuuuuper bad in this. Well, except language 'cause I've got a mouth that has made a sailor blush and I end up writing it into pretty much everything. It helps that Dean curses too!

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"My country, right or wrong," is a thing that no patriot would think of saying except in a desperate case. It is like saying, "My mother, drunk or sobe. -GK Chesterton

PREVIOUSLY

"Until everything's ready and you have a body guard… wanna get some ice cream?" Gabriel asked, cocking his right eyebrow.

"For sure!" She said, her mind spinning as Gabriel reached out to grab her hand before they were Angel Aired away. I'm gonna have ice cream with an archangel!

NOW
Castiel had much to do. First thing, though, was to go to the Winchester's and Bobby Singer and inform them of the coming events. He sighed; this wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation. Though, lately, no conversations with his friends were pleasant.

Castiel spread his wings and flew into Bobby's house where he knew the three people he needed to speak to were staying. He appeared directly behind Dean, "Christ, Cas! Warn a dude next time!" Dean shouted, breathing heavily.

Castiel hid his grin. Scaring Dean was a guilty pleasure of his. It was always nice to know the elder Winchester was still unsure of his habits. Though, this was hardly the time for fun and games, "Dean, I need your help." The frown that replaced the frustrate look was predicted.

"Did you find another weapon?" Dean asked, wetting his lips anxiously.

"No," Castiel shook his head, "We have a much larger problem. It seems we have found how Raphael is going to try to bring the Apocalypse again."

Dean cocked an eyebrow, "We?" He asked, glancing behind Castiel and seeing no one, "Who's 'we'?"

Castiel shifted his weight, "Gabriel and I." He said in a whisper. It was like watching a child admit something they knew the adult didn't want to hear but was forced to say anyways.

"Gabriel?" Dean demanded, "As in the archangel that was gutted by Lucifer two years ago?" Castiel nodded, chancing a glance at the hunter. He didn't look all that mad though. He looked… rather pleased, "I'll be dammed-" He bobbed his head once, "again." Dean chuckled, turning his gaze towards Castiel.

"Did God bring him back too?" Dean asked the curious angel. Why wasn't Dean mad? Wasn't he mad at everything these days?

"I do not know." Castiel said, "I'm assuming so, though, because it really is Gabriel."

Sam Winchester and Bobby Singer walked in just as Castiel announced that, "What? Gabriel's back?" Sam asked sounding rather confused.

Dean nodded, "Yeah, he and Cas are together in this plan to stop Raphael from re-starting the Apocalypse." Bobby growled something no one caught as he tucked his hat lower on his head.

"Dammit, boys. This ain't good." Bobby grumbled, pouring himself a glass of whiskey. Bad news evidently came with the need to consume as much alcohol as possible without dying.

"Well, yeah, Bobby. The end of the world kinda sucks like that." Dean groused, rolling his eyes, "Alright, Cas, what's Raph tryin' to do to set off this bomb?" Dean questioned, leaning against the desk and crossing his arms over his chest.

"He is trying to set the Scion and Cambion at war with one another." Castiel scrubbed a hand over his face, "We cannot let this happen."

"Wait, Scion?" Bobby started, "As in the new Jesus?"

"Wait, we're gonna have Jesus two-point-oh walkin' around now?" Dean grimaced, "Awesome."

Castiel nodded, "We already have the Holy Mother in our care but…" Castiel grimaced, knowing full well the three hunter's in front of him would not like the rest of his sentence.

"But what, Cas?" Sam inquired, scrunching his brow in curiosity.

"But she has requested a week to get her things in order. That means we'll have to guard her as she gathers her belongings and then move her to a safe house once she is ready." Cas paused, "If you'll help me, that is."

He learned not to just assume people would help him if he told them what was going on. Some human's- especially the Winchester's and Bobby Singer- did not like being ordered around by supernatural creatures. Castiel was an angel and therefore on that unwritten list.

He was probably number one.

"Where is the safe house you're planning to put Mary in?" Bobby asked, locking his gaze onto the angel.

"We have not yet acquired a place but we will soon." Castiel answered tightly.

Bobby snorted, "That ain't gonna work, boy. Bring Mary here and we'll watch over-"

"Her name is Izzy. Not Mary." Castiel interrupted.

Bobby took it in stride, "Bring Izzy here and we'll watch over her."

Dean pouted- though Castiel knew he would deny if he were ever questioned, "What? Who says I wanna watch over a random pregnant lady?"

Sam shoved Dean's arm, like only an annoyed little brother could, "You're the one with daddy experience, Dean. If anyone should watch Mary two-point-oh it should be you."

Dean cast Sam a withering glare, "You're such a dick, Sam."

Sam just grinned.