Dean huffed sleepily as he narrowly missed getting hit across the face yet again. It didn't appear to matter how large the bed they were sleeping in was, one way or another Castiel almost always ended up laying almost directly on top of him. He groaned again, trying to decide whether it was actually a respectable hour to get up, or if it was still too early to be coherent. Castiel mumbled against Dean's neck where his face was buried, but then settled and seemed to drift back off to sleep. Well, if Cas wasn't getting up yet, that meant Dean certainly didn't have to. He pulled the blankets back up around them, ignoring the small amount of sunlight peeking through the curtains and promptly fading back into sleep.

Gabriel, it turns out, was just like his brother when it came to sleeping. He was happily splayed on top of Sam when the alarm on Sam's phone went off. It caused the younger male to grumble about breakfast and dragons before deciding that sleep was better and reaching over to try and turn the damned thing off. Gabriel smirked against the skin of Sam's chest, "Morning Sunshine."

"Kindly tell the sun to go fuck itself so I can go back to sleep," Sam mumbled at Gabriel grumpily before wrapping his arms even more tightly around Gabriel and refusing to open his eyes.

"I like where this is going. Does this mean we don't have to get up early?" Gabriel asked him quietly, afraid that if he spoke too loudly Sam would decide that it was time to get up after all, and honestly, Gabriel wasn't really behind getting up quite this early. It couldn't be any later than seven, and he was all for sleeping in.

Sam groaned, "Yes, now be quiet so I can go back to sleep. If you aren't going to go back to sleep, be quiet, yeah?"

Gabriel snickered, but fell quiet after that, and the two of them drifted back off to sleep. They slept for a good hour before a crashing noise outside had both of them startled, sitting up quickly and sharing an odd look before rushing out of the room. Dean and Castiel were already out in the hallway. Dean looked absolutely scandalized at having been woken in such a manner, while Castiel mostly looked worried about what might be occurring outside the cabin.

The four of them crept quietly to the windows in the living area. Dean got there first, moving the curtains just enough so that he could peer out and try and see what all of the commotion was about. At first he didn't see anything out of the ordinary, but a flash of color off to one side had him jumping and grumbling. "It looks like it's the dragons. How did they even know where we were? And what the hell are they doing here? It's way too close to town for them to be out here."

Sam and Castiel were both out of the cabin before Dean had even finished speaking, Gabriel and Dean following closely behind. All ten of the small dragons seemed to be there, all of them in quite an uproar as well. None of them would settle, and they were just constant smudges of color in the air around them for several minutes. Finally, Bran settled on Castiel's shoulder, his tail wrapping around Castiel's neck lightly, as if the small dragon was afraid that Castiel might disappear. The other dragons took their cues from Bran most of the time, and now wasn't much of an exception. The other dragons settled down around them, though their version of settling involved a lot of moving around anxiously. Mostly the dragons kept twining tails around their legs, so that none of them could really move from where they were without tripping all over each other.

Finally Castiel made an odd choked sound, "It would appear that McKay has gone to check on a clan of Beag Bladhm Dragans, and while he was gone Bela came snooping near the clearing. Bran does not think that they were spotted as they left, but he didn't seem to know where else to lead the clan. He seems to think Bela is some sort of demon creature, actually."

Sam blinked from the dragons to Castiel and back blearily before sighing, "So Bela somehow found out for certain that there were dragons in the mountains, someone gave her a location, and now she's actually found their dens?"

"I highly doubt that she will know what she is looking at immediately. She might not investigate the dens at all," Castiel said doubtfully, frowning at the mess of dragons in front of him.

"Does that honestly seem likely to you?" Dean grunted as Evania clambered around on his shoulders, chattering away consistently in his ear. "Hush for a second okay, Eva? Look guys, she didn't seem like the kind of person to just easily give up on something like this. If dragons are as hard to find for most people as we thought they would be, then finding one here could set her for life if she could catch it or kill it. None of the dragons on the mountain, in the mountain range are safe, even the little ones. This is a serious threat to them. What are we supposed to do to keep them safe? What if she finds the cabin?"

Gabriel furrowed his brow, "If she comes here, it's trespassing. Actually, if we can find proof of her being up in the clearing, that's trespassing too."

Sam shook his head, "She's not stupid, and from what Cas has told us about her family and what they do, she isn't going to give up. Somehow I don't think threatening her with trespassing is only going to make her want to know what's going on here even more. It would be like sending up a red flag, and announcing to the world that we're hiding something here. Announcing that we're hiding dragons here."

"Great, so what exactly are we supposed to do here?" Dean grumbled, rubbing under Evania's chin to calm her down. Rey wound around Dean's calves, and he was infinitely glad that he wasn't trying to walk anywhere, or he would have fallen face first to the ground. Bela had apparently truly frightened all of the Beag Bladhm Dragans. The images that Rey and Evania were giving him occasionally were blurred and came with frightened impressions, but they did seem to think that Bela was a monster or demon of some sort. Dean wondered vaguely if she really was.

Castiel hummed quietly, "Perhaps we should get the little ones inside, and hope to wait out Bela. One of us will have to go into town today anyways; it will look less suspicious on our part if at least two of us are seen in town on a regular basis."

Sam looked doubtfully at the ten small dragons that Castiel was thinking of putting into the cabin. Granted, the cabin wasn't small by any means, but it wasn't exactly a dragon safe zone, either. Somehow he didn't think that this would end well, but it didn't look as though they had another choice at the moment, not if they wanted to keep the Beag Bladhm Dragans safe. "Alright. Okay, so we get the dragons inside, and hope for the best. Who goes to town? We don't need much, but we need things like milk…some produce."

"Well, Cas and Dean went last time, so we can go this time," Gabriel muttered, trying to make his way through the clan of small dragons to the door of the cabin. "We'll help them get settled in, and give Bela time to hopefully make her way back to town. Then we can go and get what we need from the store. With any luck, things will calm down, and then tomorrow we'll be able to check on the clearing, see if it's okay to take them back there…Or maybe we should give it a couple of days."

Plan of action decided, the four humans tried their best to get the small herd of dragons inside of the cabin. The dragons caught on quickly, but were instantly curious about almost everything. Castiel frowned worriedly, "New plan. We should put away anything breakable that we don't want the dragons to find. Perhaps when the two of you go into town you could stop by the rock shop. I am sure they would be less interested in these things if they had their own stones to examine and appreciate."

Dean lunged forward to stop a vase from falling off the top of one of the small tables that was placed around the cabin. He caught it, barely, while the small dragons fluttered around the living area curiously, mindless of the breakable objects they could knock over. "Good idea. Let's do that before anything else almost gets broken."

"Alright," Sam said, flailing around a little bit as though he wasn't sure exactly what he was supposed to be doing right now. "Maybe someone should try and distract them or something. If they are distracted then we might actually have a chance of getting the most breakable shit put away before they destroy anything unintentionally. I'm all for stopping at the rock shop and giving them something they can play with that isn't going to get destroyed if they drop it by accident."

Gabriel tried to get all of the dragons into one area, doing his best to distract them while Castiel, Dean, and Sam ran around the house trying to put everything even remotely breakable and valuable away. It would have been easier for them to move everything before bringing the dragons inside, they quickly found. Rey was the cause of Dean tripping more than once while he was trying to put away a couple of the vases from the living room. The four of them were quickly becoming thankful that there really wasn't that much that was in real danger from the dragons. It certainly made their lives easier.

"Perhaps the two of you should not wait to go into town. The sooner they have something else to occupy them, the less we will have to worry about them breaking something in their excitement over their new surroundings," Castiel told them while the dragons swarmed around their feet, chattering excitedly as they darted from one spot to another to examine everything.

"Right," Gabriel said, grabbing his keys and opening the door.

Dean cleared his throat, giving Gabriel a once over pointedly. "Dude, I don't know if you've realized this, but you're still in your pajamas. You kind of need to put on real clothes if you don't want the locals to give you horrid looks. You might also want to grab your wallet so that you have money and, I don't know, a driver's license. Besides, you can't take Sam to the rock shop in pajamas, not if you ever want to see him again. I wouldn't put it past Becky to be enough of a crazy person to try and keep him locked in her basement or something."

Gabriel went from looking amused at his own expense to looking down right jealous and a little scary when Dean mentioned Becky trying to lock Sam in her basement. "Right then," Gabriel grumbled, pointing a finger at Sam, "You. You go put on the most absolutely hideous thing you brought with you. Do it now."

Sam looked somewhere between disgruntled and embarrassed, grumbling at him, "I don't own anything hideous Gabriel. You're adorable when you're jealous and trying to defend my honor though."

"Three words Sam: orange plaid flannel," Gabriel told him, moving forward to push him hurriedly to the bedroom. Their five dragons followed them curiously, getting under their feet so that every time they stepped forward it was more of a stumble.

Dean and Castiel watched the exchange with looks of mild fascination. Castiel shrugged finally, "That is a rather…interesting shirt."

"Sure," Dean agreed, "if by interesting you mean atrociously ugly. It's bad, because Sam and I have similar wardrobes, but he absolutely did not get his taste in colors from me. He got the plaid and flannel from me, sure, but not the color choices. Orange is not my color. It isn't his, either, but he doesn't seem to realize that." Dean shook his head. He had seriously contemplated trying to throw that shirt out, but his big dope of a brother was oddly attached to the damned thing. He wore the orange plaid flannel shirt as much as he wore his favorite hoodie before Gabriel stole it. It really just showed that Gabriel had at least a decent taste in clothes, because he hadn't bothered with the damned orange shirt.

Castiel smiled slightly, "I highly doubt Becky actually cares what Sam is wearing. She probably wouldn't notice if he came into the store wearing a burlap bag." Castiel thought about that for a moment, "Actually, she might prefer that he wear that into the store. I doubt a burlap bag would cover much of Sam."

Dean made a disgruntled face at Castiel, "Really? Did you have to go there? I do not need that image in my head, thanks. Ugh."

Gabriel came out into the living area about that time, frowning slightly, "I really don't like that shirt. Maybe the dragons can get rid of it for me while we're gone. It's dirty so he can't wear it." Gabriel himself was already dressed, and presumably that's what Sam was currently doing. Gabriel was wearing a plain, if bright, blue shirt and jeans which was a rather normal outfit for him.

Dean grinned at him, "Sure they can."

"Sure who can what now?" Sam asked as he came into the room wearing a simple black shirt and jeans.

"Dean was just assuring Gabriel that the little dragons would be on their absolute best behavior while the two of you are gone," Castiel told Sam with a straight face.

Sam looked at him dubiously, "If you say so. I don't really believe you, because you're horrible at covering for them, but I'll drop it because I trust you not to let them do anything stupid." This, of course, was true. Sam trusted Castiel to keep their brothers in line, or he might be opposed to Castiel actually dating his brother. He wondered vaguely if the two of them had actually ever had a real date, or if they had just simply decided they were together. Sam didn't care too much about real dates, he was just grateful to spend his time with Gabriel and that was enough for him. Somehow he thought that Castiel (who was awkward in most social settings) and Dean (who had a serious aversion to 'chick flick moments') would prefer to just spend their time together as well.

Gabriel grunted as Orin tried to wrap his tail around both of Gabriel's ankles. Gabriel frowned down at the little dragon as it gave him a rather disconcerting image of the woman that was apparently Bela. "Hey, it's alright. Sam and I will be back in like two hours, I promise. We won't even be gone long enough for you to miss us, and we certainly won't get eaten by the evil demon chick, okay?" The small dragon looked at him forlornly, but moved back when Gabriel gestured to him to do so.

"We won't be gone long, guys, and Dean and Cas are here to take care of you. You'll be fine," Sam told them, though even his calming tone and words did little to soothe the little dragons who had quickly become worried when they had realized two of the humans were leaving. They seemed to think that Bela was a danger to all of them, and the dragons might have been right. If Bela found out that they were trying to hide the dragons, who knew what she might try and do.

Dean and Castiel tried to keep any of the clan of Beag Bladhm Dragans from following Gabriel and Sam outside. Sam and Gabriel made their way out of the cabin quickly, trying not to cause the clan of small dragons any more distress than they were already apparently under. Dean and Castiel made soothing noises, or noises that they seemed to think were supposed to be soothing, trying to calm the dragons down.

"Perhaps," Castiel murmured thoughtfully as he watched the dragons worriedly, "Perhaps we should put a movie on and see if they will watch it. I highly doubt they will have ever seen anything like it, and provided they do not try and attack the television, it could keep them interested until Sam and Gabriel can make it back with something they will find slightly more interesting."

Dean tilted his head to the side as he browsed the movie titles quickly, raising his eyebrows as he came across one of the titles. He grinned over his shoulder at Castiel, "Which one of you three owns 'How to Train Your Dragon'?"

Castiel blinked at him oddly, "Gabriel, I think. It's a cute movie. Why does it matter?"

"Oh, no reason. This just gives me even more things to mock him with, that's all," Dean said, humming as he put the movie in and tried to fast forward through the previews as quickly as he could. The dragons quickly gathered in front of the television once they noticed that something was actually going on.

Castiel watched the little dragons with a fond smile on his face. "It's meant to watch, not to kill, alright? Don't attack it," he told them, hoping that the dragons would be so interested in what was happening on the screen that it wouldn't even occur to them to attempt to attack the television. The dragons didn't even spare him a glance as they watched the movie start playing on the screen.

Dean grinned in satisfaction, "Well, that ought to keep them occupied for a while. How long of an attention span do you think they might have for something like this, anyways? Sam was always a pretty quiet kid that could occupy himself for hours at a time…he sat through movies all the time as a kid…and sometimes the dragons seem a lot like kids or cats…"

Castiel continued to watch them, thinking it over for a moment. "I think that they will remain interested for at least half of the movie. They might find the portrayal of dragons amusing…or insulting. They might not realize they are supposed to be dragons at all."

"Let's hope that they don't connect them with real dragons. I think they might get seriously insulted," Dean mumbled, grabbing Castiel's hand and tugging him towards the sectional. Dean sat down and tugged until Castiel finally sat down beside him, cuddling immediately into his side. Dean could tell everyone on the planet that he didn't cuddle, but the truth was he rather enjoyed cuddling close to Castiel, and he never turned down a cuddle from the other male now that Sam and Gabriel knew about them. Castiel had certainly never complained.

Sam and Gabriel, meanwhile, were arguing over whether to go to the grocery store or the rock shop first. Sam huffed at Gabriel, "If we wait to go to the rock shop until after, anything cold we get could spoil in the heat in the car while we're in the rock shop."

"Fine," Gabriel grumbled, "You can stay in the car and keep it running so the air is on for the food, and I'll go in and collect some stones for our dragon guests."

"You're being ridiculous about this Gabriel. She's one tiny little girl, and it's not like I would willingly spend any time with her, so there isn't anything to worry about. Despite what Dean says, she isn't actually likely to try and kidnap me to keep in her basement or anything," Sam told his boyfriend, getting frustrated with him. He was actually a little surprised at how jealous and possessive Gabriel got when Becky seemed to be involved with things. Becky still made Sam nervous, sure, but he could deal with that, and really, Gabriel like this was kind of adorable right along with being frustrating.

Gabriel just glowered out the windshield as he drove. "I just don't like how she looks at you, or pretends she doesn't understand personal space. Although I guess if we do go there first we get it over with sooner."

Sam grinned triumphantly, "See, was it so hard to agree to do things my way?"

"In return for you getting your way, yet again, I demand cuddles on the couch when we get back…and maybe a nap. A nap sounds pretty good right now. Why did we agree to come to town again?" Gabriel mumbled irately as he pulled up to the rock shop and slid the car into park.

"Because Cas and Dean dealt with the crazy last time, so technically it makes it our turn. Personally I think Dean likes to torture me by making me spend time in proximity with Becky," Sam groaned as he got out of the car and followed Gabriel into the store. His entire plan for making it through this if Becky was working was to manage to keep Gabriel in between him and Becky at all times. It had worked relatively well in the past, so there was no reason that it shouldn't work now.

Gabriel grabbed Sam's hand to hold in his as they walked into the store, grinning slightly at Sam, "Alright Sammy, let's grab what we need so we can get back and make sure they aren't defiling the couch. There's no telling what the two of them might get up to if we leave them alone long enough."

Sam scrunched up his face, "Did you really have to go there?"

Before Gabriel could answer him, the force that was Becky suddenly popped her head out through the doorway that led to the second room of the shop. "Hi guys! I didn't think I would see you in here again so soon!"

Sam made a startled noise, inching slightly behind Gabriel already as Becky smiled brightly at them in a way that made her look like she was clearly plotting something. Gabriel tugged lightly on Sam's hand, frowning slightly at the annoying girl, "Yeah, well, Dean's developed a sort of love for collecting the things, so we told him we'd stop by while we were in town and pick up some more stones for him."

Becky raised an eyebrow at them, coming out of the second room, "They were in here not too long ago, weren't they? That must be some obsession. Anyways, are you guys busy tonight? A local band is playing down at the bar. It would be cool if you came!" Becky bounced on the balls of her feet in an excited manner, as though she was excited.

Sam wrinkled his nose up, trying not to look as though he'd smelled something particularly bad. "Uh, we'd love to, but we can't. Castiel has an aversion to bars and crowded places…and loud music," Sam told her.

"He also has an aversion to people, actually. I'm pretty sure all four of us do, really," Gabriel told her, trying to keep his tone casual. Even though Becky wasn't trying to invade Sam's personal space, which might have been a bit hard with Gabriel in between them, she still seemed as though she was up to something. He particularly wasn't fond of the way that she kept giving Sam a once over. Gabriel sort of wished that she was after Dean instead, though Castiel was a lot more likely to actually try and kill her in this sort of situation. No matter how innocent she seemed, there was still something about her that just grated against his nerves and made Sam a near nervous wreck.

Becky frowned at them slightly, looking rather put off at the thought that they didn't seem to want to go, "Are you sure? The band is really good; it'll be a lot of fun! You wouldn't all four have to come, or anything. There's no rule that says all of you have to come."

Gabriel narrowed his eyes at her slightly, though it didn't seem as though she seemed to notice. As usual, Becky was watching Sam avidly. Gabriel cleared his throat slightly, "Well, we sort of don't actually do anything like that, pretty much ever, unless it's all four of us. We kind of have plans to grill out tonight anyways. We've been enjoying being able to stay in and relax."

Sam nodded, agreeing with his boyfriend as the two of them picked through the collection of stones, quickly finding the ones the little dragons preferred. It seemed odd to know what sort of stones small dragons preferred to spend their time examining, but then, their whole lives were odd and getting more odd every day. With any luck, nothing would be broken by the time they got back, and McKay would be back in their area in the next day or two. Sam couldn't imagine what the damage might be to the cabin if the dragons were confined to it for more than a couple of days. It seemed like a disaster waiting patiently to happen.

Becky was disappointed that they wouldn't go to the bar, but she continued to chatter their ears off continuously as they picked out the stones. Gabriel had tuned her out the moment she started talking again, but Sam made little 'hm' noises every so often, which was probably part of the reason she liked him so much. Sam always at least tried to make it seem like he was listening, and usually he was, when people talked to him. Even the annoying people like Becky were usually given at least part of his attention, which was probably more than the girl got from anyone else.

Finally the two of them put the stones they wanted on the counter, just as the door opened and a brunette woman walked in. Becky waved at her slightly, looking as though she tensed up a little when she realized who it was. She smiled slightly at the woman, "Hi Ms. Talbot. What can I do for you?"

Gabriel and Sam both startled at the name, realizing that this must be Bela Talbot, the woman their clan of small dragons thought was a monster or demon of some type. This was the woman that was currently hunting dragons. She looked fairly normal, if not stuck up, "Hello Becky. I just dropped by to see if you've heard anything new about dragon sightings in the area."

Sam fought not to flinch while Gabriel glowered slightly. Becky continued to check out their purchases as she replied to Bela, "Nope, sure haven't. Like I told you last time, most of the sightings are on different places on the mountain range. You don't hear a lot about dragons down this way." Becky finished wrapping the stones for them as Gabriel paid her, handing Sam the small bags after a moment, "You guys have a good day! I'll see you around!"

Both Sam and Gabriel murmured goodbyes to her, edging their way around Bela who gave them a speculative look. Once the two of them were safely in the car, Sam groaned, "She really is kind of creepy. The dragons might actually be right about her."

Gabriel snorted, "I think I've changed my mind. As much as I would like to feed Becky to dragons, I think I would rather deal with Becky and feed Bela to McKay. I'm not sure he would actually want to eat her, but maybe he could roast her or something." Gabriel rather liked the idea, at least. It seemed to have a certain merit to it, mostly that she wouldn't be trying to hunt the dragons.

Thankfully, their trip to the store and their drive back to the cabin were both quite uneventful. They weren't sure exactly what they would be coming home to, so Sam opened the door hesitantly, praying silently that the cabin hadn't been destroyed while they were away. Oddly enough, the cabin was mostly quiet, with the exception of the television playing softly like background noise. Sam blinked in surprise as Gabriel stood on tip toe to look over his shoulder and into the cabin.

"Well, it doesn't seem as though it's been destroyed on this end. Let's get things put away before we check on the rest of the cabin," Gabriel murmured to Sam, hoping he was being quiet enough that if the dragons were awake and about they didn't hear him. They made it into the kitchen with the few bags of groceries they had gotten, quickly putting them away before heading into the living room.