The next morning Rose woke feeling than she had the previous day. With that thought she rolled over to see Gabriel sitting on the floor playing with Isobel causing a sleepy smile to grace her lips, if only they could stay like this for ever everything would be perfect. At that moment Gabriel looked up at her and smiled saying "Your heaven is yours to create. If you want it to be like this for eternity then it can be."
"Are you reading my mind again?" Rose mumbled attempting to be cross but failing miserably as a smile broke out on her lips.
"Yep. How else am I supposed to understand you?" Came Gabriel's cheeky reply causing Roses smile to go even wider.
This was followed by silence as reality pushed its way into their happy bubble. Bringing Rose back to the thoughts that she was going to die and thus leading her to thinking about the next trial.
"We should start working on the next trial, after all we need to find an innocent soul to rescue from hell and I'm not sure where to start looking for one of those." She said from her position lying on her side in bed.
"Good thing I already know of one then isn't it?" Gabriel replied not looking into her eyes and causing Rose to sit up.
"That's great who is it?" she asked in excitement, glad that she would be able to complete the trials quickly. Gabriel looked up from the floor he was studying wishing with all his heart he didn't have to tell her what he was about to, but he had no choice, he just hoped that she wouldn't hate him for it.
"It's your mother Rose." He said as gently as he could.
"What?...What do you mean?... My mother?...Why is she in hell?" Rose whispered not being able to believe what she had heard.
"When the demons killed her they took her to hell in the hopes that they could use her to get to you." Gabriel said emotionlessly from the floor, hoping that by giving her the bare facts she would hurt less.
"Wait she's been down there the last two years? And how long have you know this?" she rounded on him, narrowing her eyes.
"They tried to contact you shortly after I started protecting you." he replied. He knew she needed to blame someone and so he prepared himself for what was about to come.
"You've known all this time and you have done nothing about it? You could have gone and got her out ages ago, how could you leave her there for all this time, how could you Gabriel? How could you do that to my family?" she shouted at him before storming out of her room, still wearing her panamas, and running down the stairs and out the door.
Dean comes back into consciousness with a start, grabbing for a weapon before he even realises what he is doing, sitting up and turning in one smooth action only to fall off the sofa and land on his hands and knees, before he can even process what had happened to him he hears a laugh from across the room. Looking up he sees Castiel sitting in the arm chair smiling at him.
"Good morning Dean" He says amicably while Dean narrows his eyes and him and growls. "What the hell man! Were you watching me sleep again, cos I told you that was creepy."
"Is it my fault you fell asleep in the livingroom? Where else was I supposed to sit and wait for you all to wake up?" Castiel asked with an innocent expression Dean didn't quite believe.
Dean responded was a grunt as he got up off of the floor and returned to the sofa rubbing his hands over his face to wake himself up.
"Why don't you wait with Gabe?" he asked once he had woken up a bit more.
"My brother went to pass the night watching over Rose and Isobel, I did not believe he wished for company." Castiel replied smiling at the thought of Gabriel watching over the one he loved.
"So you're telling me that watching people sleep is a family trait? There was me thinking you were the only one socially inept enough to do that." Dean replied grumpily, he needed coffee.
"Here." Castiel said holding out a cup for Dean.
"What's that?" he asked wearily, wondering what exactly Cas was giving him.
"It is coffee Dean." Castiel replied sincerely.
"You reading my mind now?" Dean asked going on the defensive.
"No I just know that you like coffee in the morning when you wake, now please take it." With that Castiel got up and brought the cup over to Dean who took it from him with a mumbled "thanks" before taking a sip with a sigh and closing his eyes. When he opened them again he found that Castiel had not moved back to his seat, instead he was standing over him. Dean looked up, about to mention something about personal space but the words dried in his throat as he stared into the blue of Cas' eyes. The thoughts he had the night before came rushing back to him, freezing him in place as he and his angel stared at each other.
Their eye contact was suddenly broken by shouting coming from upstairs and the sound of feet running. Suddenly Rose was running through the room in her pyjamas and she was out the door before either of them could react.
"What the hell?!" Dean exclaimed.