"Samuel." Seraphiel said. "Do not kill the vampire."
Sam had the vampire on the ground pinning him down with one large hand wrapped around his throat. The Vampire had ceased his struggles looking up at Sam in shock. No human had ever manhandled him like that.
Sam slowly released the creature who passively continued to lay on the floor. The Alpha looked on in Shock also. This was not the Sam Winchester that he remembered. He glanced toward one of the other vamps and said "Bring the head."
Sam walked over and stood at Seraphiel's side. Dean clapped his brother on the back and said "Awesome Sammy!"
"For now, you and your minions are not my concern. But I give you a warning. Samuel and Dean Winchester are not your concern." Seraphiel said. "But understand that Eve's children have a way out of Purgatory. All of them. Neither the Winchesters nor I will hunt you, we have worse things to hunt than you, but that does not mean that others will not hunt you. You do not belong here. I suggest that if you wish to survive, you take the opportunity now to return to Purgatory where you belong."
"Balthazar, you have returned. I take it you were successful in assisting John Winchester and Robert Singer in their hunt." Uriel greeted.
"Yes but disturbingly enough I would rather Gabby's Chupacabra was real." Balthazar said. "It was a Nightmare. Seems we missed one along the way."
"If we missed one we may have missed others. I will go to the Roadhouse and pass the information on to the hunters." Uriel said. "Castiel has another assignment for you."
"Chupacabras and Nessie are both Gabriel jokes. You might want to check with him first and see if there's anything else we'll be coming across that he whipped up." Balthazar said.
Jo opened a bottle of beer and sat it on the counter in front of a bleary eyed Ash. Ash looked at the beer for a moment and then pushed it away. Ellen hurried over seeing Ash turn down a beer was a huge red flag.
"Ash you feeling alright?" Ellen asked concerned.
"No beer, no alcohol period." Ash said. "Maybe he'll go away." Ash jerked a thumb at the empty barstool next to him.
"Who." Jo asked looking all around the roadhouse for anyone else who might be present.
"He's sitting right there on that barstool and how in the hell can you not see a damned Sam Winchester sized white rabbit?!" Ash demanded.
"You know Ash, this is no time to be making jokes." Jo said. "Maybe you shouldn't have listened to that Grace slick song last night."
"Wait Ash, His name wouldn't happen to be Harvey would it?" Ellen asked. "I think maybe you shouldn't leave the TV on Turner Classics the next time you fall asleep."
"What are you talking about mom." Jo asked.
"The James Stewart Marathon last night. One of the movies they showed was Harvey. It's about a man and his best friend, a 6 foot 3 inch tall white Rabbit named Harvey." Ellen explained.
"Well this ain't no movie!" Ash said.
Uriel suddenly popped into the roadhouse. Looking around at everyone his gaze fell on the empty barstool next to Ash. "Who does the Pooka belong to?" Uriel asked.
Gabriel once again found himself in hell, this time looking for a pig like creature that walked on two legs with orders to bring it back to heaven. The demons seemed intent on committing suicide this time however and they continued to challenge him. He had just made a turn down another tunnel when he felt Grace nearby.
Following the trace of energy he found what he was looking for. The Pig like creature looked up from where the demon he was strangling fell to the ground. Gabriel watched as it twisted it's tusked mouth into what could pass as a smile.
"I was beginning to lose faith that my prayers would be answered." The creature bent a knee. "I thank our father for your arrival Cherubim."
Gabriel realized that it was not a creature but another angel, an Archangel at that. "You don't have to bow to me. My name is Gabriel."
"Gabriel." The other angel said testing the name on his tongue. "I am Joriel. Perhaps you can tell me how I ended up here, where ever here is and why a piece of demonic filth sits on a throne that was obviously intended one of our brothers?"
"It's a long story Joriel." Gabriel said waving a hand to vaporize another demon creeping up on him. "Come with me. You grace seems to be weak."
"It's this place, the evil I feel is not contained. It roams free." Joriel gave a shiver. "I think it will strengthen once I am away from here."
Gabriel stepped to Joriel's side and laid a hand on his arm transporting them directly to heaven.
Joriel looked around at the curious angels watching him and felt his grace swell. They were different from him yes but they were still his brothers and sisters. "That's much better." He said feeling the filth of hell washed away by the presence of his own kind.
"What of my brother, the one that should rule the hell we left." Joriel asked.
"Lucifer, he is here." Gabriel said. "Things are well, complicated. I think I should leave the explanations to Seraphiel."
"She is here?" Joriel asked. "I have not seen her for eons. She was my mentor!"
Castiel and Balthazar looked around the dusty street at the people bustling about their lives.
"I had forgotten how dirty things were in the wild west." Balthazar said. "It too bad Gabby isn't with us. No scratch that. The last time Gabriel was anywhere near the old west, everyone lost their minds because he thought it would be funny to see what would happen if Gold was suddenly discovered in California."
"Gabriel caused The California Gold rush?" Castiel asked.
"Gabriel has caused a lot of things Cassie." Balthazar smirked. "He can be an absolute menace when he gets bored, but he does shake things up."
Castiel pointed at the doors to the Saloon that were now opening. "I believe Samuel Colt has retrieved what he came for."
The two angels followed Colt around to the back of the Livery. In his hand he held a rolled up stack of papers. The blueprints for the gun.
"Was this the last of what you needed?" Balthazar asked.
"Yes we can go back now." Colt said. "I've got the plans for the gun and the lock. Ollie and I can build a knew lock for the Purgatory gate and a new gun to be the key."
Ellen looked up as the door to the road hose opened admitting Bobby Singer and the three Winchesters. The three men made their way to the bar where Ash was muttering something under his breath about going to annoy someone else.
Dean had just gotten ready to take the barstool next to Ash when Ellen yelled "You can't sit there!"
"What? Why not? Ash Pick up some weird contagious disease?" he asked plopping his rear end down in the seat. Or at least he tried to plop it down in the seat, he ended up on the floor.
"Sonofabitch!" Dean snarled as he picked himself up and glared at the empty barstool.
"Harvey doesn't like people trying to sit on him." Jo said.
"Harvey?" Sam laughed. "Like the Pooka?"
"Why is it that everyone understands Harvey right of the bat except me?" Jo threw her hands up frustrated.
Dean turned to Sam. "What the hell is a Pooka?"
"Thank you Dean Winchester." Jo said with a smile. "I don't feel like I'm the only lost cause around here anymore.
"Pookas are Celtic Spirits. Pretty much benign, they tend to have a soft spot for social outcasts." Sam explained. "Harvey was a Pooka that appeared as white rabbit, but like a 6 foot tall white rabbit. Only the person it's imprinted on can see a pooka."
"So you're saying that Ash has a six foot rabbit glued to his ass?" Dean asked. "Somebody please knock me out and wake me up when the world is back to normal."