Chapter 6

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I am so sorry for the wait guys. please don't kill me i come offering cookies and Cas plushies

Sam stood on the balcony attached to his room, watching the sunrise. It had been three days since he had brought Castiel to the dream world. Three days since he found out about Gabriel's rape. He hadn't been back to the Dreamland since. He was worried about his Angel.

According to Dean Cas had left shortly after waking from the dream. He hadn't been back since. "Where are you Cas, Dean said you know how to save Gabe" Sam spoke the words out loud hoping the Angel would here them. He of course received no answer. Sighing he went back inside.

He left his room shortly after having thrown on some clothes. And quietly walked down the hall to check on the girls. Dean's room was across from his with Destiel's room on his left and Ben's room across from Gail's, who's room was to the right and two doors down from Sam's, The playroom was between Gail and Sam's rooms. And Gaby's room was right next to hers

He quietly opened the door to Gail's room, seeing the teen still in her bed sleeping soundly, he closed the door gently, moving on to Gaby's room. He paused at the closed door, her door was never closed all the way. hearing soft little giggles. And a man's voice cooing to the child. A voice he didn't recognize. He opened the door as quietly as possible. Ruby's knife some how finding its way into his hand.

Standing by the child's crib cradling her was a man who looked to be in his fifty's. He smiled at Sam. "Easy Samuel" He said in a soothing voice that somehow resonated with power. "You couldn't kill me with that. It only works on Demons." Sam looked at him in confusion. "I feel like I know you..." He put the knife on the dresser and walked closer. "You do, Dear boy. I simply had a different vessel."

Sam was now only a few feet away from the stranger holding his daughter. " who are you?" Sam demanded, eyeing him with distrust unsure as to why or when he had put down the knife. "I was once inhabiting a profit of the lord..." The man hinted, rocking Gabby in his arms as she waved her hands sleepily at him.

"Chuck...?" Sam looking closer "Close. That was the name of the vessel I wore." For a moment Sam looked utterly confused, and then it hit him. "God!" He gasped. "Your God!" The man nodded. "I prefer Charlie." Sam just gaped at him. "You... but I... how?" Charlie chuckled at the look of complete shock on the hunter's face. "I choose to become human for a time. So that I could be with my grandchildren."

Sam snapped out of his stupor. "Gabriel's in Hell" He stated watching the man's face closely for a reaction. Intense sadness came over his features. "I know." He placed the sleeping child back in her crib. "Sh. Lets talk else where" He stated. Halting Sam's demands for explanation.

They quietly exited the room walking back to Sam's room. As soon as the door closed behind them Sam spun to face 'God.' " You know!? If you knew then why are you letting him rot there!" Sam was nearly yelling. "I do not have the power to save my son!" Charlie snapped back, tears in his pale blue eyes. " I tried"Sam's insides froze at the broken sound of Charlie's God sat heavily on the couch.

" I tried." He said with more composer. "If he was actually dead I could bring him back." He sighed in defeat. "But lucifer never killed him. He kept him alive, a prisoner in hell in his living vessel. I can do nothing. Not even I can not take on the legions of hell alone." Sam was shocked. All this time he had thought the Gabe was dead. Only to find out he lived, and had been in torment for nearly two years. "Oh God." Charlie chuckled slightly "I'm sorry sir. Its just he's in so much pain." Sam said softly.

" I know I can feel his pain. His shame, I can only guess at the particulars" Sam flinched. "You know what is happening to my son don't you?" Charlie said catching Sam's movement out of the corner of his eye. "Yes." He said simply revealing nothing. "If he wants you to know he will tell you himself, when we get him back." Charlie looked unhappy but simply nodded.

They sat silently for a long time, each deep in their own thoughts. They only became aware that hours had passed when Gail strolled into the room with Gabby in her arms. She stopped eyeing the stranger cradling the infant protectively, until Gabby cooed happily waving her arms at the stranger.

Dean paced the confines of his room, he had been awake for a few hours now, he had been having dreams of Castiel. That bastard hadn't contacted him once in the last three days. After the kiss. "Maybe he regrets it" Dean muttered to himself. Soon he heard Destiel crying through the baby monitor. It was time to start his day. He went and did his morning routine with his boys, changing Destiel, waking Ben up. They all climbed down the stairs together.

Downstairs they were greeted with a strange sight. Gail was sitting at the table next to Sam who was feeding Gabby in her highchair at the stove was an oddly familiar older man. "Hello Dean" the man said without turning to see who had entered the kitchen. Sam calmly introduced them. "Dean. Meet God" Smirking at the look of horror on Dean's face, he quietly went back to feeding Gabby.

"Hi God" Ben said without missing a beat and sat beside Gail at the table. After a while Dean just shook his head, and placed Destiel in his own highchair next to Gabby. "Please, Call me Charlie." The man said turning to face the Winchesters. "Breakfast?" he walked around emptying the frying pan of its scrambled eggs and bacon on to the plates of the four older people.

"Don't worry Dean, Castiel should be back soon." He smiled at them. Dean just blinked at him, before cautiously taking a bite, nearly groaning in pleasure at the heavenly taste. Charlie chuckled. "I've had millennia to practice the art of cooking." He explained.

Bobby walked in shortly after everyone was finished scarfing down the food, Charlie handed him the plate he had saved. "Hello Bobby" Bobby just nodded at him, beyond used to finding random strangers in the house, he was after all living with Dean and Sam. "So anyone heard from Cas?" He questioned. A chorus of no's filled the room. He shrugged and wondered to the room he'd claimed as his study, plate in hand.

A while later the boys could be found sitting on the hood of the impala, while the older kids played in the vast yard with the younger ones. Charlie had left to go and look for Castiel, Bobby was as usual in his study. They enjoyed the peace of the morning. Nothing but the laughter of children disturbing the quiet.

Suddenly Gabby squealed and pointed to the forest surrounding their lands. A familiar figure was stumbling towards them. The boys both rushed forward to catch the man as he collapsed, exhausted into their waiting arms. "Adam" they both gasped. Their younger brother had been returned from the dead. What next?

I know. I know its short and probably not what you expected. I promise more by the end of the week. please R&R