Chapter seven, a bit of a time skip.


Things have calmed down quite a bit in the last few days. Sure Dean looked like he had a headache every waking minuet but he was alive and there weren't any scratches on his arms. I know because I check every chance I get with out looking like I'm weird. I sat on the couch next to Sam, who had been acting a bit strange, of course who wasn't in this house. I know Mom and Dad have sensed it.

My phone buzzed a few times in my pocket and I grabbed it answering the call. "This is Castiel,"I greeted.

"Wow you sound so grown up and formal," Came a familiar voice, much deeper then I remember. My eyes widened, I looked to Sam who was absorbed in the world of Mad Max.

I got up from my seat and headed up stairs, locking myself in the bathroom. "Gabriel," I questioned.

"Yeah.. I didn't know when to call. I hope I didn't catch you off guard or anything," He said hesitantly.

"I don't think there's a way you couldn't catch me off guard," I said sarcastically.

"So how's this supposed to work, what are we supposed to do," He asked.

I thought a moment. "I don't think we should do this over the phone," I suggested. Its to important.

"Yeah, sounds good. We should meet somewhere," he asked.

"There's a park by the school, we could go there," I suggested.

"Great! I'll meet you there," He said a bit excited. I winced a bit, wondering what he was getting from this. I mean he's the one who checked out for so long why's he so keen on the family reunion.

"Meet me there today at 7, I'll be by the picnic area's," I explained.

"Got ya."

I murmured a quick goodbye before hanging up and stuffing my phone back into my pocket. I was about to see my brother again for the first time in years in just two hours. I could have answers finally.

A knock on the bathroom door pulled me out of my thoughts, "What?"

"Let me in!" Sam called through the door.

I frowned before opening it and letting him. I stared at him a bit confused, especially when he closed the door and locked it.

"Were you talking to Gabriel," He questioned calmly. I gaped at him.

"How do you know that?!"

He smirked, "Your a bad liar and you forgot to delete your internet history, so basically you were asking for this."

"Sam this is none of your bus-," I started.

"It is. You won't let Dean help you, I get it he has his own problems at the moment," He sighed.

I frowned, "What do you know," I questioned raising an eye brow.

"I'm not stupid, I'm gonna be an uncle," he grinned. This kid, if John and Mary only knew.

"What do you want," I grumbled.

"Here's the deal, take me with you to meet Gabriel or.. I'll fill Mom and Dad in on everything that's happened this week," He threatened.

I scowled at him. "You are definitely going to be a lawyer," I mumbled. He just smirked.


Me and Sam climbed out of the car, Sam keeping his back pack high on his shoulder. I wasn't stupid and knew he had a pocket knife stuffed inside, the same one Mary had confiscated from Dean two months ago. I would call him out on it but I knew he was just being careful.

"So where are you guys meeting," He asked, brushing his bangs out of his face. He had gotten Mary to trim them but it didn't help, I don't know why he insists on wearing it over his eyes.

"There," I said pointing over to a picnic table, that was already inhabited by someone. A kid with blond hair and brown eyes, a sucker hanging out out his mouth.

I stared a second, not really shocked. He looked the same almost since I last saw him, older. I put a hand on Sam's shoulder and led him down the hill toward the table, I didn't wear my tench coat, just plain jeans and a shirt. I wanted him to know I changed, I don't need him anymore, I don't need the coat to keep me grounded.

Once he saw me his eyes widened, he stood up with a smirk on his face. "Hey Cassy, you got tall."

"His names Cas," Sam said firmly.

"Who's the pipsqueak," He questioned, shoving his hands in his pockets.

Sam glared at him. "This is Sam, my brother," I introduced.

Gabe raised an eye brow, "Brother?"

"I told you about them," I reminded him. In the email.

"Yeah I know, just didn't really let it set in that I was replaced I guess," He chuckled humorlessly.

"You weren't replaced, I just had to move you over a bit to make room," I explained.

"Psychology major in your future little brother," He smirked.

"So I've been told,"I laughed remembering my previous conversation with Meg and Dean.

"So does anyone else know about me," He asked.

"My friend Meg, she was the only one who was supposed to know, Sam's just a brat," I explained. He glared up at me and mouthed, jerk.

"I can tell," Gabe agreed.

"Your a smart aleck, Dean would like you," Sam huffed.

Gabe just laughed. By this time I felt it was time to cut to the chase, I looked down at the twelve year old.

"Sam.. can I talk to him a second," I asked.

Sam thought a moment before nodding, brushing past me to go to the play ground. I turned my attention back to Gabe, who looking like he was about to bolt.

"I think its time for some answers," I said bluntly. Gabe sighed.

"Figured," he smirked.