Sam watched in shock as Dean walked out of the room, trying to comprehend what had just happened in his drink addled mind. He knows that he should have pulled Dean off of Meg long before Cas got involved but he still couldn't get his head round the fact that Dean had knowledge from his time in hell and he had never told him. He tried to think back to see if there was any other instances where Dean had used this knowledge but he could think of none, in fact he became rather puzzled as he remembered the game show Gabriel put them in which was Japanese, Dean seemed as confused as he was…but he did get his answer right. Did he know what they were saying? He must have. How the hell did he not realise his brother could speak Japanese then? As all these thoughts were going round in Sam's head Gabriel monitored them, though he knew Dean wouldn't like it Meg had just given him the best excuse that Sam would not question. Now he only had to try to talk to Dean, and lets be honest he knew he was the last person to do what needed to be done, but Sam was to drunk and too in the dark about the truth to do it and so was Cas. And for the first time he really wished he had his brothers understanding of Dean Winchester cos he was really not looking forward to this. But first things first he reached out with his mind to Castiel. "hey Em, I'm going to check on Dean can you do me a favour and heal Sam of the alcohol and sort everyone out here?" he asked.

"I can try" came Emanuel response in his mind and as he turned his thoughts to finding Dean he saw his little brother approach Sam and rest his hand on his shoulder and knew that they would all be in good hands.

Gabriel found Dean down the hall, drinking out of Bobby's flask and leaning against the wall. Gabriel joined him and wondering how to start the conversation when Dean speaks into his mind

"What do you want Gabriel?"

"Just wanted to see if you were alright." He replied, causing a snort of disbelieve to come from Dean.

"Oh please, you don't give a crap about me, so what you really come here for?" Dean spat out in his head.

"You need to let what Meg said stand as to why you can read Japanese." Gabriel replied, to hell with the trying to be nice, that wasn't him and Dean knew it as well as he did.

"What?! You have got to be joking me."Dean spluttered as he replied.

"Nope."

"Give me one god damn reason why I should." Dean challenged the angel.

"cos Sam will buy it." Gabriel said, knowing that if anything was going to convince Dean it would be the safety of his brother.

"What do you mean?" Dean said more confused than anything.

"Sam wants to know where you learnt Japanese, and he ain't gonna believe you studied while he was in hell, so he will need to know something and you can't exactly tell him the truth, soo saying that you learnt in hell is believable and he. Will. Buy. it." Gabriel finished through gritted teeth as throughout what he was saying he could hear Dean trying to interrupt, but at the end rather than the 'buts' he was expecting all he received from Dean was silence. Turning to look at him he saw that he was drinking from his flask with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"So I let what Meg said stand and Sammy will be safe?" Dean finally asked after what seemed like ages to Gabriel.

"Yes." He replied.

"Okay." Dean answered wearily, what was one more lie right? They stood in silence for a while as Dean went over all that had happened that day and a thought came to him, and with it a question that maybe the archangel standing next to him could answer.

"Is Bobby still around Gabriel?" He asks throwing the archangel through a loop cos he has no idea what Dean is talking about.

"What?" he asks in genuine confusion.

"Garth mentioned earlier that he had… an instinct… that Bobby was still with us. I was just wondering if that was true." Dean replied somewhat stiflingly as if this conversation was hard for him to have. Gabriel gave his answer a lot of thought and decided that for once he would speak the plain truth, Dean had had enough riddles tonight.

"I don't know." He answered honestly causing Dean to turn to where he was standing with an incredulous look on his face (not that Dean could see him but he still knew where Gabriel was, creepy archangel tracker he now was).

"What do you mean you don't know you're a freaking archangel." He stated with a wave of his hand as if this statement said everything causing Gabriel to roll his eyes.

"And you're a freaking Winchester," He replied. When Dean continued to look at him confused he decided to elaborate. "The Michaels sword and righteous man to be exact."

"Yeah so?" Dean responded confused about what this had to do with anything.

"Soo you and your brother both have crazily strong supernatural auras and soo I can only sense ghosts that can be corporal around you and I'm pretty sure that if Bobby Singer could do that he would have by now." Gabriel replied and added as an after thought. "Just so you know, you look really stupid standing there gesturing silently to the wall."

"Shut up." Dean replied leaning back and taking another drink while he thought over what Gabriel had said. It seemed that even an archangel couldn't confirm or deny Bobby being here still.

They stood in the comfortable silence that descended once again for a while until Gabriel had decided he had been nice and serious long enough and decided to go back to being who he really was. With this thought and smirk on his face which he projected into Dean's mind he said "So what's this I hear about you and my little bro sharing a profound bond?"

This caused Dean to growl out loud as he said in his head "Shut up Gabe." And he took another drink from his flask.

"Did you just call me Gabe?" Gabriel asked in astonishment.

"What? No." Dean replied swiftly trying to cover up the slip of his tongue with more booze (was it really a slip of his tongue if he only thought it? he wondered).

"Yes you did Dean-o you just gave me a nick name, Dean Winchester likes me." Gabriel sing-songed in Dean's head while projecting an image of his doing a little dance around Dean sticking his tongue out at the hunter causing Dean to roll his eyes at such childish behaviour, he would never behave like, honestly he won't, well maybe he would if it irritated the archangel but really, did he have to kept project shit into his mind like that?

"Oh Dean-o I could make you see sooo much worse." Came Gabriel smug reply.

"Well how about in return I'll give you an angel blade through your heart that be better?" Dean replied, wishing Gabriel would stop reading his god damn mind.

"Then you shouldn't think so loud should you?" Gabriel replied before continuing. "Anyway Been there done that Dean-o, really don't want to repeat the experience."

"Then I suggest you shut the fuck up." He growled though a small smile was trying appear on his lips.

"Make me. First you have to find me." Gabriel replied and with a laugh Dean felt his presence disappear as he threw out "I'm the archangel tracker remember?" and he let the smile form, Gabriel maybe a douche but talking to him had cheered him up. At least enough to go back and face the music of his brother, speaking of which he turned at the sound of foot falls down the corridor to see a very sober Sam coming towards him. Great, just what I need a nice little chat with Sammy.

Sam made his way down the corridor once he had got Garth, Emanuel and surprisingly Meg to take Backester to Garth's truck. He needed to find Dean, he didn't expect him to be in a very sociable mood but they had a case to finish, and after that they needed to talk, whether Dean liked it or not. As he rounded the corner he saw his brother leaning against the wall, but what surprised him was the fact that Dean had a smile on his face. One that Sam hadn't seen there for a while. What the hell? He thought, but he decided not to remove it just yet, if his brother was in a good mood he certainly wasn't going to be the one to ruin it so instead of talking about Dean's fight with Meg as he had planned he said "Garth is taking Backester back in his truck with Meg and you, me and...Em?" he wasn't really sure what to call Cas when he wasn't around, should it be Cas or Em? Anyway, "Will meet them back at Garth's room to do research on the Shojo."he hoped that these plans didn't piss his brother off, though in all fairness if he wanted it any other way he should have been the one to organise it.

"Okay Sammy, then lets go." Was Dean's response, yet again surprising Sam as he had expected an argument, I mean really what the hell is going on with my brother? He thought as he nodded and they both made there way back down the corridor.