Title: Qué será, será.

Fandom: Supernatural

Setting: Season 5

Character(s): Dean, Castiel, Sam, Gabriel, Bobby

Warnings (For this Chapter): None

A/N: Me: Hi everyone!

Everyone: SHE LIVES!

I know this took me forever! And I my only excuse is this evil torcher device that was created by the Government. It's called School! My school is killing me! I'm so freaken stressed out about it!

Well There is another reason, I finally gave into this little voice inside my head that has been saying, for around 2 years now 'watch Doctor who'. So I watched Doctor Who (2005), I watched 8 years of TV in around a month. AND I FREAKEN LOVE IT!

So look forward to some Doctor who Fanfic in the future, and maybe some SuperWho stories!

Lots of talking in this chapter...

Any who, on with the story!

Chapter 4: Little Talks

"It happens in the house. In Dad and Pa's room, I think. They never told me that, But I know they changed rooms after it happened, I've seen pictures of them in their old room. And I put two and two together"

"How does it happen?"

"I'm not sure. Dad won't tell me. And neither will Pa or Pappy. They do talk about you sometimes thought. You almost always star in the stories that Daddy tells me, it's always 'let me tell you about the time Sam and I saved a whole town from these monsters' or 'Let me tell you about the time when we were kids, and we stole a car'. It's always you."

"How do I die?"

"I don't know. Its 2 weeks after I hatch. I only know that because the plark. You're killed by monsters that come to kill me. You save my life. But you can change it. Now you know you can be prepared. And save me and survive it!"

Being prepared would be easier if he knew what it was. Charlotte never said what kind of monster killed him. Probably because she didn't know. She was only 8, Dean wouldn't tell her that a demon, or something, Killed her uncle in the house. In this house.

Sam sat on the edge of his bed; sweat running down his bare back, giving his skin a shine to it. His head was in his hands as he thought about what his niece had said.

It happens in the house. This house, Bobby's house,

In Dad and Pa's room. Dean and Castiels room.

Its 2 weeks after I hatch, killed by monsters that come to kill me. You save my life.

He die's saving her. His little niece who he would have hardly known, and would never get to know. Little Charlotte Mary Winchester.

Sam took a deep breath and lifted his head from his hands; he glanced over at the clock. 5 am. Everyone would be catching up on sleep after the hectic last few days. Thinking the last few days and his most recent dream, one thing stood out to Sam.

You need to protect her, Sam. She's important.

Sam got of his bed, grabbed a shirt, went to the kitchen, Scribbled a quick note about not being able to sleep and going for a drive, Left it on the table, gabbed the keys to the impala, and walked out the front door.

~ Qué será, será ~

Dean slowly opened his eyes to the all but empty room; Cas had gone to check on some apocalypse business (Considering the angel had been out of action for a few days, the work had started to pile up). Dean rolled over to look at the bright green light of the digital clock. 6:30. Cas had been gone for just over eight hours. And so the panic started to set in.

Dean took a deep breath. There wasn't a reason to panic, but he couldn't help it. Cas might have still been weak when he took off, or he could have run into some nasty demons, or maybe even Lucifer found him. That thought caused Deans panic to rise with in him.

He got out of bed, quickly checked the egg, and headed down stairs. In the kitchen on the table he found a note from Sam "Can't sleep, going for a drive. Took the impala, be back for lunch. ~Sam"

That kind of made Dean worry for his brother, Sam didn't take drives when he couldn't sleep, he read, or surfed boring websites (Having shared a room with the kid since he was 4, Dean knew all of his annoying habits). Grate, like he didn't have enough to worry about as it was.

Dean opened the fridge, and was about to grab a beer when he remembered it was only around 7 in the morning, So he changes course and reached for a root beer over the back.

"Dean." Dean jumped and hit his head on the shelf in fridge. He stood (rubbing his head) and turn to see Castiel standing in the door way, Dean notice he looked a million times better than he had less than 24 hours ago.

"Cas." He said with a soft smile on his lips. "Feel better" he added as he walked over and sat at the table, Cas followed and sat opposite him.

"I feel much better" Cas replied with a smile, that then turned into a questioning smirk. "Who's idea was it to call for Gabriel?"

"It was Sams; he thought another angel would be the only thing that could save you. No way in hell would I think of calling that dick with wings. Not after mystery spot." Dean said as he opened and took a swig of the root beer, before he added "But I would have done anything to save you."

Cas smiled "Sam was right; another angel was the only thing that could heal me. It just lucky that Gabriel was willing to help" Cas frowned slightly, and dean noticed

"What?" dean asked

Cas looked toward the Door, "it's nothing. Where's Sam now?"

"He couldn't sleep, so he took the impala for a spin." Dean began "And it's not nothing. Something's bothering you, so spill"

"It is not of Import, Dean."

"Cas," Dean said, "Come on man, you're nuts if you don't think I can tell your lying"

"Dean" Cas began, locking eyes with Dean, but once again, the hunter cut him off.

"Just tell me"

Cas dropped his eyes to the table, "I think something's going on with Sam"

~ Qué será, será ~

Sam Drove around for an hour before he found what he was looking for, a big empty parking lot on the outskirts of town. He turned the engine off and took a deep breath before he stepped out of the car. He quickly looked around to make sure he was alone before speaking.

"Gabriel, I need to talk to you" Sam said, addressing the empty parking lot. When nothing happened he added "Please. This is important, it's about Charlotte. Please"

"Oh I do love it when you beg, Sam" remarked the Archangel with a smirk, as he appeared sitting on the hood of the impala. Sam took a deep breath and turned to face him.

"You said I have to protect her, you we're talking about Charlotte weren't you?"

"Yes, she's important and is going to be insanely powerful, so of course, all the big badies want her"

"Shouldn't you be telling this to Dean and Cas? And what bad guys?" Sam asked as Gabriel slid off the hood.

"I haven't told Dean and Cassy for the same reasons you haven't. They've got bigger problems to deal with and-"

"What's that got to do with anyth-" Gabriel held up his and Sam found himself unable to speak.

"Again with the interrupting, Sam. Someone needs to teach you some manners" Gabriel Smirked.

"Now, as I was saying. Dean and Cas are run off their feat trying to A) stop amagetden, B) Keep Michel and the rest of the God squad of their asses and C) Keeping Lucifer of your ass. You want me to walk in there and add the added pressure of a mystery monster trying to steal their baby?" Gabriel said. "I think Deans head would explode, witch I wouldn't mind seeing"

Gabriel put his hand down and Sam found himself able to speak.

"Why is the 8 year old Charlotte talking to me in my dreams?" Sam asked.

"My guess is she wanted to meet you" He said. "I could see a sort of link around you, so I went and investigated and I found her. We had a nice little chat. The connection was fuzzy on your end, so I fixed it"

"She said I was going to die, did you know that?"

"Yes, she told me" Sam was about to add more but before he could Gabriel added "But time can be re-written."

"But if I die saving her life"

"Then Re-write time so you save her life and live though it" Gabriel said.

Sam took a deep breath and said "Tell me everything you know"

~ Qué será, será ~

"You think Sam's been talking to Gabriel?" Dean said as he leant back in his chair.

"Yes" Replied Castiel.

"Just because it was Sam's idea to call him to help you?" Dean crossed his arms.

"Yes"

"Why?"

The angel was silent for a moment before answering, "You were willing to do anything to make sure I wouldn't die, Correct?"

"Of course" Dean said.

"And you didn't think of calling him. So why would Sam?"

"You don't think Sam would do anything to save you?"

"That's not what I mean. Dean, you would have thought to ask Gabriel eventually, but Sam thought of him right away. I think, for some reason Gabriel was already on Sams mind"

Dean was silent for a moment. He hadn't really thought about why his brother had automatically thought of Gabriel. But now that he thought about it...

"Why would Gabriel be talking to Sam in the first place?"

"I don't know, Perhaps he wants something from Sam, or he needs him to do something to do something" The angel answered, Castiels attention shifted as he added, "I will be upstairs." The angel vanished just as Bobby walked round the corner.

"Was that Cas?" he said as he opened the fridge, only to close it again with a sigh at how empty it was.

"Yeah. He just went up stairs." Dean Said as he took another gulp of his drink. Bobby grabbed his Car keys off the hook.

"Well, I'm gonna go grab so food, I'll bring you and Sam back something."

As Dean listened to the sound of Bobby's car pull out off the drive way, he wished for nothing more than too be in his car, with nothing to worry about but the open road, just for an hour or so. But he couldn't.

Sam had his car.

~ Qué será, será ~

Sam sat in the driver's seat, in the now empty Car park. It had been around ten minutes since Gabriel had disappeared, and Sam was still thinking about what he said.

In the end it turned out that Gabriel didn't really know that much more than he did. Just that the future at this point in time was, as the angel said, up in the air. The future that Charlotte was reaching back from was just one of a million possibilities. And anyone of those possibilities could become reality. But he was glad that he had Gabriel block the visions of her, He had enough on his plate right now, and didn't need visions of the future to add to it.

One thing was for sure anyway. He sure as hell wasn't going to tell Dean about this.

~ Qué será, será ~

"Spill it Sam, What's going on?" Dean cornered his brother as soon as the younger Winchester stepped out of the car.

"Nothing's going on Dean" Sam said as he closed the car door.

"Bullshit. I've known you your whole life, I can tell when you're lying" Dean began "what's going on with you and Gabriel?"

The mention of the Archangels name caught Sam by surprise.

"Gabriel? Who said anything about that dick?"

"He was the first thing on your mind when we needed someone to save Cas" Argued Dean "Is the Trickster often on your mind Sammy? Or is just recently?"

Sam was silent for a few moment, thinking carefully about what to say. Sam couldn't tell Dean the truth, at least not the whole truth.

"Recently" Sam said eventually

"Spill it Sam"

"I was having some... visions again, and-" Sam began, But was cut off by his brother.

"Visions? Like all that crap with Yellow eyes? Sam! You can't keep that kind of stuff to yourself; it could be Lucifer trying to get into your head-" Dean was building up into a long drawn out speech. Something he rarely did, but when he did you didn't want to be on the receiving end.

"Dean." Sam said to shut his brother up. "I called Gabriel to see if he could stop the visions. And he could. So it's done, no more visions, I'm fine"

Dean studied his brother for a few minutes; he distance noticed a clap of thunder over head. But his main concern was his brother. He could tell Sam was telling the truth, but whether or not it was the whole truth, dean couldn't tell

"Why didn't you ask Cas, to stop the visions?" Dean asked his little brother.

Sam gave a little laugh, "I Don't know if you've noticed, but Castiels been a little busy lately"

Dean still couldn't tell if it was the whole truth.

"Now, I don't know about you, but I'm going inside before it starts to rain"

Dean sighed as he watched his brother walk into the house. He thought about asking CAS to go talk to Gabriel, but he quickly dismissed the idea. He didn't entirely trust the other angel, and with the end of the world happening, the hunter was keen to keep his angel as close to him as he could.

A/N: the good thing about this story is I already have the last chapter written, I just need to fill in the blanks between. I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up, but stay tuned!