After a long road trip, on which they only stopped for food, to use the bathroom and to change drivers, Dean pulled his '67 Chevy Impala up in front of Beacon Hills Hospital. Four sets of eyes peered out of the windows at the hospital; it was where the latest werewolf related patient had ended up.

At the last bathroom break Sam and Gabriel had changed into their Fed suits ready to jump straight into the case.

"Alright, Gabe and I will take the hospital, Dean, you and Cas take the road and forest area where the incident happened. We'll meet back in town later," Sam advised and opened his door to exit the car, taking his shoulder bag with him, Gabriel followed suit.

They walked up the path to the main entrance and through the automatic hospital doors straight up to the nurse's desk. There was a slim, middle-aged nurse with wavy dark hair sitting in scrubs at the desk.

"Hello, how can I help you?" she asked looking up from her computer screen with a friendly but tired look on her face.

Sam and Gabe pulled out their fake FBI badges and flashed them at the nurse, "Agents Gibbs and McGee, we're here to speak to the patient that was hit by the car yesterday and any witnesses that may have seen the incident," Sam announced.

"Mr Lupin has been mostly unconscious since arriving, he has a concussion, but his family is here with him. I'll alert the doctors that you're going to see him. It's up that hallway, room thirty three," the nurse told them and pointed up a hallway.

Sam gave her a quick thanks, Gabriel decided it was a good time to unwrap another red lollipop and stuck it in his mouth. Sam rolled his eyes but said nothing as they made their way down the hall looking for room thirty three. The only other people they passed were two rumpled looking men coming towards them; one was wearing a blazer and using a cane with flames licking up the bottom end.

They found the room and knocked on the open door. Sam had thought it best that they didn't go barging in with the family here. A young man with glasses and dark hair lifted his gaze towards them and made his way over to the door.

"Hello? Can I help you?" the young man queried, he stood directly in the way of them entering the room.

The hunter and the archangel reached into their pockets again to reveal their fake FBI badges, "Agents Gibbs and McGee, we would like to speak to a Mr Lupin relating to a recent car incident."

"Oh," was the startled response, from further in the room came another deeper voice, "Remus is resting, he is quite out of it. What do you want?"

"I think we would like to ask you both a few questions then, if you don't mind," Gabriel stated.

"We already spoke to the Sheriff. He was there when it happened," the younger man told them.

"We understand that, but we need to ask some of our own questions," Sam explained. He didn't wait for a response, he just launched straight into the questions, it was evident at this point that they weren't getting into the room, "Was Mr Lupin acting strangely in the lead up to the incident?

"Um, no, everything was normal."

The older man, who had remained seated until this point, came to stand behind his companion and rested a hand on his shoulder but he didn't speak.

"He didn't go anywhere irregular or meet anyone new? He hasn't been mugged in the last month?" Sam continued.

The other man spoke this time, "These are some very odd questions, as Harry told you, everything was normal. Now we would appreciate it if you left us alone to get some rest."

"Yes of course, if there is anything you can think of, don't hesitate to call," Sam handed Harry a card with his fake FBI credentials and number on it, "thank you for your time."

Sam and Gabe turned and started back down the hall as the door shut behind them.

Gabriel sucked on his lollipop thoughtfully, "I think I should be Gibbs, and you should be the 'probie'."

Sam sighed, "I've been doing this gig longer, and if anything you're the 'probie'. Anyway, they were obviously lying about everything being normal, I got a really weird vibe from them."

"You don't complain when I'm probing you," Gabe gave a suggestive suck of his lollipop, "you're right though, obviously hiding something. Do you think they're all werewolves?" he put forward as they passed the nurse's desk.

"I guess it's possible, maybe a similar situation to Garth's werewolf family," Sam entertained the thought.

The nurse gave them an odd look as they passed her, even though Sam smiled and thanked her. He noticed she picked up her personal cell phone as they headed for the doors but thought nothing else of it.

"Well that didn't take as long as I anticipated, I saw a hotel not far down the road, we may as well get a couple of rooms; there is definitely a case here. We'll wait to see what Dean and Cas found when they get back and figure out what our next move is," Sam messaged Dean that they were checking into the hotel down the road from the hospital as they followed the path towards it.

Once they'd spoken to the lovely lady at reception and paid for two rooms, as had become the norm since two had become four, they left reception to find their rooms on the ground level. They said, "good morning," to the four men who had just come out of the two rooms that turned out to be next to theirs. Gabe let them into one of their own rooms and Sam immediately got his laptop out of the slim shoulder bag he'd been carrying. After loosening up his Fed clothes and removing the jacket, Sam sat down in one of the wooden chairs at the two person dining table and opened the laptop.

"What are you doing?" Gabriel complained.

"Research, like Cas said; Beacon Hills has a reputation," the younger Winchester answered as if it were obvious and without taking his eyes off of the laptop screen as he put in his password.

Gabriel wasn't having a bar of it, however. He grabbed Sam's chair and using his Archangel strength he spun it around with Sam in it and smirked at the shocked gasp he got.

"That's a problem for later, right now we are alone and no one is currently trying to kill us, plus…" Gabe clicked his fingers and suddenly Sam's pants and underwear were gone. His dress shirt was unbuttoned and his tie loose around his neck, "This is a much better look," there was desire in his eyes.

Sam felt a little guilty; he had been a bit preoccupied lately and had neglected his and Gabriel's love life a bit. He had to admit it did seem like as good a time as any. Sam spread his long legs wider and lounged back in the chair, he slid his right hand down over his smooth, well-toned chest and stomach to his dick and down his muscular thigh, all the while his eyes locked with Gabe's.

"Damn, Sammy, that does things to a guy," sometimes Sam would put on a show for him and dear dad if it wasn't the sexiest thing he'd ever seen.

Sam smirked, "That's the point, isn't it?" he questioned in a husky voice and gripped his slowly hardening length giving it a couple of slow pumps.

Gabriel dropped to his knees in front of Sam, he licked and nibbled up the left thigh and then gave Sam's balls a few licks before taking his lover's length into his mouth and sucked expertly.

The younger man tipped his head back and groaned, "Oh, Gabe!"

After a couple of heavenly minutes, Sam made use of the fact that Gabriel was still fully dressed and tugged on his tie to pull him up to face level and kissed the archangel roughly. With a click of his fingers Gabriel had rid himself of his clothing, except the tie, and had prepared himself for Sam.

The younger man frowned a little, he always thought that took some of the fun out of it, so instead he gripped the tie and tugged Gabriel up onto his lap. The Archangel wasted no time in seating himself in Sam's lap and surprising the Winchester by taking his rather decent sized erection inside himself at the same time.

"Fuck!" Sam choked out, his eyes wide and nails dug into the skin he had gotten purchase of; the other hand was still wrapped around the tie.

Gabriel sat there for a long pause while he kissed and bit down Sam's neck and collarbone, one of his hands gripped Sam's shoulder length brown hair. That is until Sam decided it was time it move and thrust up into Gabriel causing him to moan.

From there it was an intense movement of bodies pushing against each other, hands touching and sliding over skin, mouths pressed together and of course a multitude of noises in between.

Gabriel's body was always tight and hot and perfect, Sam could spend all day burying himself in that fine ass, luckily he had a little more control than that, but damn if it didn't take all his control once Gabe got started. He gripped Gabe's deep red erection and began to pump it in time with each brutal thrust, he didn't bother trying to aim for the sweet spot in this position it was too hard but he knew how Gabe liked it. The moans he got in response just confirmed he was doing the right thing.

"Sam, Sam, Sam, uh, Sam," Gabe had started a chant and the Winchester knew he was close.

He pulled his partner closer by the tie again, Sam licked up the shell of his ear and then he bit the lobe.

The Archangel shuddered and then lost his load all over Sam's stomach with a deep moan, his huge golden brown wings materialised for a few moments before tucking themselves away again.

Sam was so in awe of seeing Gabriel's wings that he almost forgot what they were doing until his partner moved again and Sam groaned, and re-joined the pace; thrusting into Gabriel until he too found release grunting the Archangel's name into his shoulder and filling him.

They sat there for a few minutes, getting their breath back and just enjoying the afterglow and closeness.

"That's why you're the 'probie,'" Sam told Gabe in a teasing tone.

The Archangel stared at Sam for a moment and then chuckled and kissed him lovingly.

XXX

"Pull over here," Castiel instructed.

This patch of trees looked just like every other along this stretch of road, but Dean pulled the Impala over on the side of the road without question. He trusted Castiel; they made a pretty good team.

"Is this where it happened?" Dean asked as he shut the engine off. They both got out of the car and glanced around at the surrounding area.

Castiel scanned the trees in front of them, trying to see something that he could only feel, "I believe so, but there is also an odd energy here, one I have never felt before."

Dean pulled his gun out but Cas shook his head, "Not that kind of energy, it is not a being, the closest I can describe it to is…the energy of the universe."

A dumbfounded look was all the angel got in response, but Dean holstered the gun and locked the car, "Alright, well we should obviously go and investigate. Lead the way," he gave Cas a light tap on the ass and a peck on the cheek.

Castiel gave him a slightly disapproving look but smiled to himself as they crossed the road and entered the forest.

"If this is as concerning as the energy suggests, we may need Gabriel to help, his powers are a lot stronger than mine…there could be a tear in the universe which would need to be repaired. What could have caused it, however, is another problem," Cas informed Dean as they made their way through thick trunks and low bushes.

"Let's get there first and then assess the situation, maybe it's not as bad as you think. Surely there can't be some sort of cosmic energy and a werewolf in one town," Dean countered trying to keep the angel from getting too ahead of himself.

"Hmm, I wouldn't be so sure, Dean, I have heard of many odd things happening in this town, and we have seen many seemingly unexplainable things ourselves over the years," reasoned Cas. He brushed their hands together as they walked; touching Dean always comforted him.

"That is also very true, why is it always us?" Dean complained but he quieted when he noticed Cas had stopped and was listening to something.

"We do go looking for the unexplainable," Cas whispered distractedly and then informed him, "we are close, and there are others here too," they started to head towards the voices. As they got closer Dean could hear them too.

They made it to the edge of a clearing and peered through some low hanging branches. There, in the middle of the clearing, was a group of people, all dressed differently and all with diverse features, they were just standing around talking it seemed. Surrounding them and hovering in mid-air were seven glowing golden orbs of light.

Dean and Cas looked at each other in confusion and awe, "I think they are the cause of the energy I'm feeling," The angel speculated, indicating the bright spheres. Dean put his hand over his gun again but Cas shooed his hand away, "I don't think that will be necessary, I don't believe these people caused this, they seem just as confused as we are."

The hunter looked back at the group of people, "Well, let's go find out shall we?"

Dean and Cas moved forward out into the openness of the clearing and the entire group stared at them.

"So, anyone know what the hell is going on here?"