A/N: Oh my… I owe you all an apology. It seems I've gotten away from this story, and for that, I'm sorry. I guess I just lost interest because I've had little to no reviews (Except from one, which I truly do thank you). So I apologize for the extreme short chapter, but this is to get me started back into the story.

All mistakes are mine 'cuz I'm human.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, nor any of its characters.

Allons-y!

Dean and Sam place Gazardiel on one sofa and then Castiel on the other.

"Did Gazardiel say anything?" Sam asks as he opens a medical kit.

Dean hesitates to answer; he could say that Gazardiel saved Castiel, but then Sam would want the vials. "No," Dean finally says. "He didn't get to say anything before he wiped out."

Sam doesn't look convinced, but he doesn't press the matter.

Dean heads over to where Castiel is laying and sits on the edge of the couch.

"Dean?" The voice is almost completely inaudible and Dean barely catches it.

"Cas?" Dean whispers, turning to face the angel.

Castiel opens his eyes slightly. "Where am I?"

Dean glances to Sam briefly before answering. "You're here back in the cabin. Gazardiel found you and took you back here."

Castiel's eyes widen at the name. "How is he?"

Dean's mouth is grim. "I honestly don't know, Cas. How fatal is an angel blade?"

Castiel sits up with Dean's help. "Let me see him."

Sam turns at Castiel's voice. "When did you wake up?"

Castiel ignores Sam and walks over to Gazardiel. After a moment of putting his hand over the wound, Castiel backs up. "He'll be fine now, he just needs to rest. He's done much for me."

"Garz has done a lot for all of us," Dean adds, moving to stand beside Castiel. "We all owe him in the future."

"Hey, Cas, how you feeling?" Sam asks.

"I'm fine, Sam," Castiel replies curtly.

Sam gives a huff of frustration. "Can everyone stop acting pissed for a moment?"

"How about you jump off the Leviathan family train Sam?" Dean snaps back.

"Dean, I told you my reasons!" Sam argues.

"Yeah, and they're pretty lousy reasons," Dean says. "It's costs Cas and Garz a lot." Dean taps Castiel's arm. "C'mon, Cas. I'll get us something to eat." Dean and Castiel walk into the kitchen.

"Gazardiel took them out, didn't he?" Castiel asks, eyeing Dean.

"Yeah, he did," Dean replies, taking out pie from the fridge. Dean glances at Castiel and puts the pie on the counter before walking over to him. "Cas, it's not your fault- you weren't in control."

"Still, I could have killed my brother," Castiel says sadly.

"But you didn't," Dean reminds Castiel firmly. "That's what matters."

Castiel stares at Dean in return and Dean gives a reassuring smile.

"If you're good," Dean says as he slices to pieces of pie, "I might give you a wing massage later."

"What qualifies as 'good', Dean?" Castiel asks, using air quotes when saying good.

"I'll be the judge of that," Dean smirks and then hands Castiel a plate of pie. "Let's go guard Garz."

A/N: Like I said, sorry its' short ^^; This is to get me back into writing this story. I might consider updating tomorrow if I get at least two reviews. We'll see.

On a happier note: TONIGHT'S SUPERNATURAL EPISODE WAS GOOD. AND THE PREVIEW FOR JANUARY… CAS! NYUU, WUT R THEY DOING TO YU?!

So yeah.. ^^;

Until next time~!

*salutes*