So this is the last bit that's been pre-written. Thankfully though, Susangel and I are for the most part done with the testing/school for a bit. All we have to do is sync up our schedules and get back to writing this out.

So, with that said, next week there may or may not be an update depending on if we can get together and write. Blame the time zones! It's like a...eight hour difference between us so...be patient with us!

Thanks again for all the lovely reviews...here's some music talk, perviness and forgiveness in this chapter for ya to make up for the black hole of emotion that the last one was.

Enjoy!


Dean woke up in the morning to an empty bed, which never really happened in all the times he'd slept over in the few months he and Cas had been dating. Dean stretched out, enjoying the pull of muscles he hadn't used in quite some time, his back popped and toes curled into the mattress before he collapsed back into the pillows and blankets.

He was prepared to continue lying there and just wait for Cas to come back, maybe make some time for a round three, when he heard the quiet sounds of the piano playing in the living room. Dean smiled and rolled out of the bed, pulled on a decent amount of clothing and quietly made his way into the living room. Cas was at the piano as usual, but Gabriel was sitting off to the side in a chair, fingers plucking gently at the guitar situated in his lap.

Dean crept into the living room and stood quietly, listening to the two brother's play, he'd never imagined a guitar could sound that good alongside a piano, but they made it work somehow.

"Good morning Dean," Cas muttered when the song ended.

Dean eyed him and said, "You're totally a psychic. We're going to test you one day." Cas simply smiled at him while Gabriel turned and gave him the stink eye, "Winchester. Why don't you help me with breakfast?" Dean blinked at him; he knew that tone of voice, the one that said I'm just getting you alone and away from my brother so I can torture information out of you.

"Gabriel..." Cas sighed, and made to stand up; Gabriel put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back down, "Don't worry Cassie. I won't break your boy toy. Besides...I thought I taught you to share." Cas glared up at him, smacked at Gabriel when Gabriel pressed a kiss to Cas' forehead, then Gabriel was turning towards Dean with a grin.

Gabriel took Dean's arm and led him towards the kitchen, and behind them Cas began playing the Jawstheme song.

"That's not helping Cas!" Dean shouted, Cas' cackle was his only answer.

Gabriel and Dean entered the kitchen in silence; Dean stood by while Gabriel got pots and pans out and went about making breakfast.

When Gabriel continued to not say anything Dean said, "So..." Gabriel glared over at him and kept going about making breakfast, pulling eggs, bacon and milk from the fridge and pancake mix from the pantry. Dean stood by and watched, he had never realized that someone so much shorter than himself could be so intimidating and Gabriel was pulling it off without a hitch.

"Castiel has had a hard life, he's been through more than you can imagine." Gabriel said lowly, putting the bacon in one pan and mixing the pancake batter in a bowl.

"I know..." Dean muttered, Gabriel turned to face him, eyebrows raised in surprise.

"He told you?"

"About Lucifer?" Gabriel nodded, "Yeah, he did."

"Huh...Guess you might not be so bad for him after all." Gabriel muttered, turning back to the stove.

"Glad you approve."

"Who said anything about approval?"

"Look...I have a younger brother as well, so I know how you feel-"

Gabriel turned back towards him again, spatula raised as if to smack Dean across the head with it, "Do you now?"

"I do. And if I ever were in your situation, I would want to give the guy the third degree as well. But before you do, I want you to know that I love your brother. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Gabriel snorted, wiped some imaginary tears from under his eyes, "Well, isn't that sweet? But let me tell that if you hurt him-"

"You'll castrate me with a spoon."

"Yup. And then shove it so far up your ass you'll be able to blow yourself," Dean blinked, Gabriel glared and brandished the spatula again, "Got it?"

"Yeah."

The hard, intimidating look disappeared and was replaced with a smile and mischievous grin, "Good! Now why don't you go get Cassie while I get Jimmy up?" Dean watched as Gabriel took hold of two lids from the pans on the stove, marched down the hallway and started banging them together and shouted, "Rise and shine princess!"

A few minutes later the four of them were gathered around the table, plates in front of them. Jimmy was rubbing his forehead and groaning at every loud noise, some of which Gabriel did on purpose, but stopped when Cas smacked him upside the head and told him to knock it off.

"What song were you two playing this morning?" Dean asked, interrupting what looked to be Gabriel building up to a rant about older brothers being allowed to torment their younger siblings while they were hungover.

"None in particular, we were just improvising." Gabriel said around a mouthful of syrup-drowned pancake.

"Dude, seriously?"

"Yeah. Did you like it?"

"It was awesome! I never thought a guitar could play along so well with a piano."

"I'm just awesome that way," Gabriel shot Dean a smug grin which had both Jimmy and Cas rolling their eyes, "But if you liked that, you should listen to these two improvising! Twin sync really does come through."

Gabriel hesitated, looking between the two before saying, "In fact, why don't you two play a bit. I haven't heard you playing together since...Damn! I can't even remember."

Cas rolled his eyes, reached out until his hand was resting against Jimmy's cheek, it moved up to his forehead from there and Jimmy let out a groan, leaning his head into the touch, "Gabriel, Jimmy's hungover. He's in no condition to play."

"Sure he is!"

"You just want to torture him." Castiel kicked at Gabriel's shins underneath the table.

"And you-"

"I'll play if you do Cas." Jimmy muttered, moving away from Cas' hand and pulling his cup full of coffee closer.

Cas returned his attention to the food in front of him, fiddled with his fork and knife, "I-"

"Come on Cas. Let me see what you've got," Dean nudged Cas' shoulder with his own.

"I thought I already showed it to you last night."

"Yeah, yeah...you're a big stallion," Jimmy choked on his coffee, "Now get your ass on the piano and play me a song."

"Look who's bossy now." Cas grinned, nudging Dean with his knee.

"You know you like it."

Cas threw his hand to his forehead; fell to the side so he was leaning against Dean, "Oh Dean! You make me all tingly and itchy inside," he aimed his eyes up towards Dean's and bat his eyelashes, "Can I borrow your cock to scratch it?"

Dean nearly lost it there, but managed to get out, "Wouldn't want you to choke yourself."

"Wasn't an issue last night." Cas muttered, grinning and winking up at him. Dean coughed and Jimmy shouted, "Hey! Mind doing that in private?"

"We're not doing anything...yet." Cas said, turning his innocent grin towards Jimmy. Jimmy sighed, shook his head, grabbed Cas' hand, and tugged him up out of the kitchen chair, "C'mon pervert, these two want a show."

"You sure you're up for it?"

"Yes! Go sit down, I'll get my cello." Cas sighed and did as Jimmy said while Jimmy disappeared into his room. Gabriel and Dean shrugged and followed Cas into the living room. Jimmy returned with his instrument and situated himself by the piano in the chair Gabriel had been occupying when Dean had woken up in the morning. Dean stood behind Cas, leaning against the wall so he would be able to have a clear view of those hands moving over the keys, Gabriel stood beside him with a small smile on his face.

Cas waited patiently while Jimmy situated himself and tuned his cello then said, "Alright Cas, give me something to work with."

Cas cracked his knuckles, played a few notes, made a face and shook his head.

"C'mon Cas, we used to do this sort of thing all the time." Cas shot Jimmy a scowl, and began playing a quick melody, Jimmy listened for a few seconds, eyes closed and brow furrowed before he positioned his fingers on the strings and joined Cas in playing.

The song sounded almost sad, especially with the way Jimmy was playing his own notes, low and long while Cas kept his own notes down on the deeper end instead of using the usually light and happy melodies he was known for.

For it being improvisation, they worked amazingly well together. Dean crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall, watching with a small smile as the two played. He glanced over at Gabriel and saw the other man quickly wipe at his eyes.

"Dude...are you crying?"

"What? No. My allergies are acting up." Gabriel glared up at him, crossed his own arms and returned his attention to the twins.

"Surethey are." Dean muttered, smirking when Gabriel glared up at him again. Gabriel sighed and turned his attention back to Jimmy and Cas, his expression softening and sad smile tugged at his lips.

"You know...this is the first time they've played together since the accident," Dean looked over at Gabriel, eyebrows raised in question, "They used to be like two halves of the same whole, but after the accident it was like they broke and just didn't fit together anymore, like a piece was missing or something. It's been hurting them both, but they haven't been able to fully let it go...I'm glad it's starting to change."

Dean frowned, torn between listening to the song that was growing in volume or paying attention to what Gabriel had to say, "What do you mean?"

"In our family, music is the way we talk to one another. They're basically apologizing to each other."

Dean frowned and looked back towards the twins; Jimmy's eyes were focused on Cas while Cas had his own closed. Gabriel leaned closer to Dean and whispered, "You can't hear it?"

"Not really."

"Jimmy's saying he's sorry, saying he never meant to hurt Cas. He's asking for forgiveness."

"And Cas?"

"He's apologizing too, saying he understands, that he loves Jimmy."

"You're seriously getting all that from their music?" Dean asked, raising his eyebrows, all he heard was the notes, not sure how Gabriel or anyone would be able to get what they were getting out of it.

"Just watch Dean." Dean watched as Jimmy stopped playing, he could see a few tears trailing down his cheeks as Cas continued to play quietly, Cas had opened his eyes and were fixed over in the direction Jimmy was sitting. Gabriel sighed and whispered, "He's forgiving him. If you just listen Dean, you can hear it."

Dean tried, he really did, but he hadn't grown up in a musical family. His family forgave and apologized with pie and beer. Cas stopped playing suddenly, pushed away from the piano and whispered, "Jimmy."

Jimmy stood up and headed for Cas and pulled him into a hug, their foreheads pressed together, "Cas."

They stood silently for a few minutes, foreheads pressed together, an occasional tear slipping down their cheeks. Finally, Jimmy let out a long sigh that sounded almost relieved and whispered, "God, I missed you so much."

"I missed you too, Jimmy." Cas wrapped his arms tighter around Jimmy and buried his face against Jimmy's neck while Jimmy buried his nose in Cas' hair. They both let out sighs then, to Dean it sounded like someone coming home after a long time away, like falling into your own bed for the first time in months. A long deep sigh that was pure relief and happiness. Dean fidgeted from where he stood beside Gabriel, it was such an intimate moment he felt like he was spying on them, like he was witnessing something that he shouldn't be.

Gabriel nudged Dean and whispered, "Why don't you help me clean up the kitchen? Let them reconnect." Dean nodded and followed Gabriel into the kitchen, only looking over his shoulder once to make sure Cas would be okay, judging from the way he was clinging to his twin he would be.