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The rain stopped. Quiet cast over the Singer House. Bobby was talking to Castiel and for a moment things were alright.

"If Dean tells me he and Sam can trust you then I give you mine. I swear I will not lay a finger on the Winchester"

"Good, we'd be having words otherwise"

"I doubt there would be any actual talking going on"

Bobby cast his eyes towards his desk "Not a word"

Cas smirked, he respected Bobby whole-heartedly "I understand"

Myron's barking alerted everyone.

"Arm yourselves boys"

The same feeling from before washed over Castiel "Dean"

"Not right now, Cas"

Cas pulled himself by the edge of the couch, slipping onto the floor with more dignity than the Motel incident, dragging his still-useless legs over towards a window hoping to catch a glimpse of whoever or whatever was approaching.

The front door burst over, someone sharp and fast charged into Sam, the Winchester was smacked in the gut sending him tumbling and winded. "Sam!"

The glint of an all familiar Blade caught Castiel's eyes, about to open his mouth Dean was slammed into the floor, the shotgun Bobby was holding was used to whack Dean across the face like a club, Bobby fired off Rock salt so Dean wouldn't be killed, it knocked the creature but didn't seem to hurt it.

Pulling a snarl, then hissing at Bobby Castiel had to intervene, grabbing for a fallen blade he sent it spiralling towards the attacker, it was caught, though it gained the attacker's attention Castiel now realised he was defenceless. Something invisible forced Bobby backwards, the attacker teleported in front of Castiel.

"OL G-CHIS-GE NIA-COD OM ESIASCH" (You are safe now, Brother)

"Gabriel?"

Gabriel placed his pointer and middle finger against Castiel's head knocking him out, causing the Youngling to slouch against his older Brother's chest "Alive... you're alive. Thank Dad"

"Hey!" Sam clicked the safety off his handgun

"Hunter" Gabriel hissed, using his Grace aggressively sent Sam flying into a wall "Time to go" Bundling his little Brother up Gabriel teleported the, both to a safe house Gabriel had acquired some time ago during his first few experiences on land.

"Baby Brother, look at me" Gabriel ordered

Castiel finally opened his baby blues terrified by his Brother "You're Human too"

"I told you I had surfaced many times, I've spent enough time on land to figure out a few things"

"You move on land"

"Exactly. It'll take a bit of time and a lot of effort from you but it's worth it"

"Wait, we can change back?"

"I know I can, I do have Shape-Shifting qualities remember?"

"Your Archangel status, I'm not even an Angel, if I was one, I'd be a poor example of one"

"Hey," Gabriel scolded "Don't talk about yourself like that"

"Shell's... why would they call us Angels?"

"I think Dad wanted us to watch over and save whoever or whatever we could, become their guardian Angels, then Naomi twisted that into ranks and status"

"There are four Archangels, you, Michael, Lucifer and Raphael"

"Yeah, but enough about that, come on" Gabriel grunted as he lifted his sibling "Wow, Cassie. You're heavier than expected"

Castiel pouted as Gabriel presented two sets of bars that stretched along most of the wall "What is this?"

"You're help you start walking. You keep yourself upright by gripping the bars and you move your legs to walk. I'll be right in front of you to catch you"

"But I can't stand or barely feel the legs beneath my middle"

"You sure about that?" Gabriel gripped Castiel's thigh digging his nails into the skin beneath the fabric of his trousers.

"Ow!" Castiel lashed out swinging for his Brother.

"One, you missed and two, wanna re-establish that?"

"I apologise for the attack"

"Doesn't matter, up you go" Gabriel had gripped underneath Castiel's arms and dragged his Brother over to the bars "OK, place one hand on each bar"

Castiel complied "I'm taller than you?" His feet felt like nothing beneath him, the sting from Gabriel's attack lingered but faded.

"Focus Cassie" Gabriel firmly warned.

Castiel nodded already feeling an immense strain just from standing "How did you do this alone?"

"Who said I was? Try shuffling one foot forward, you can take your time and do it slowly because trust me, you don't want to fall flat on your face with twisted legs"

"Who helped you?" Castiel questioned, his head ducked to his chest as he willed his right foot to move, he could feel his legs shaking, his knuckles shading pale from his death grip against the bar, he wondered why it wasn't breaking yet but his mind was drawn back to his wobbling body.

"It was-" Castiel slipped, crashing onto the floor "Whoa, I gotcha. Easy..."

Gasping for breath Castiel tucked his head against Gabriel's shoulder "It hurts"

"I know, Castiel. It will get better. Catch your breath and we'll try again. Think of it liking swimming alone for the first time, it helps provide motivation"

"Moving it the water" Castiel panted

"Yeah, surely you haven't forgotten that already"

"Never" Castiel's sweaty head whipped upwards

"I think you should shed some layers, I don't think the trench coat and blazer are helping you much, let's take them off and we'll try again"

Castiel didn't struggle or protest the loss of the clothing, as Castiel was lifted upwards a second time he repeated his previous question "Gabriel, who helped you do this?"

"Lucifer. Big Brother Lucifer helped me out, he never told me who helped him but you know what he's like. Pride is his strongest characteristic, he probably forced himself to do this before finding me"

Three agonisingly long hours past, Castiel managed two stuttered steps before slumping over Gabriel forcing them to the ground

"You did it, Cassie! You did it!"

The pair celebrated shortly before Castiel passed out from the physical exhaustion, Gabriel settled his Brother into the spare room with his blazer and coat then tucked beneath a light layer of covers "Sleep well, Cassie. You deserve it"


Extra Note: Remember that Castiel is stronger than regular Human beings, his body adjusts and adapts quickly to new surroundings faster than he can consciously process meaning he can achieve goals ahead of regular time