"Well now you have done it." Gabriel sighed. "You two really know how to fuck something up."
"What just happened?" Sam asked carefully.
Dean growled. "You are meaning to tell me that for thousands of years you all knew that Castiel was the son of the devil and you kept it from him."
"You were not there for Lucifer's great betrayal. You could not possibly understand the gravity of this situation." Gabriel's voice got dark.
"I know that what ever you assholes did just broke my angel." Dean exclaimed.
Sam's face broke out in a big goofy grin causing Dean to look away.
Finally the silence got awkward and Dean spoke again. "Where do you think he went?"
"Hopefully not to Lucifer." Gabriel answered.
Gabriel left a few minutes later, something about conferring with others in heaven. Blah blah blah. Sam stared at Dean for a few minutes before he as well left the room.
Dean was on his own again, a cold isolation.
With no beer.
Dean couldn't handle Cas leaving him again. He felt like an emotional little girl.
By the end of the day Dean was sick of wallowing in self-pity, and he was ready to fight to get the angel back.
The next one will be longer. I promise!
Its a little hard to balance when you are bouncing between two POVs.
Thank you to all my readers! :)
