Hello people. I am currently writing another fic which is longer (I think), but this idea came to me and wouldn't let go. Now unlike my other fic I don't really have a plan for this one, just the starting idea. I don't think it will be too long, but you know I could be wrong. Anyway the point of this A/N is that I can see this going two ways, either the Destiel route or the bromance one and I was wondering which my dear readers would prefer, (I can write it either way) Sooo I was hoping that after you had read the first few chapters that I am posting you would let me know which way to go. Anywho, hope you enjoy what I am writing and all that and pleaseeee let me know, otherwise how will I know what to write?

This starts in episode 7 of season 7 The Born-again Identity when Dean is trying to find someone to help Sam with his craziness and he is phoning around different people, it picks up just when Bobby intervenes.

Disclaimer: As always I don't own Supernatural or anything I steal from the show.

Enjoy my lovely's.

Dean is scared. He needs to help his brother, he must protect his brother, but he can't find anyone who can, suddenly the book of contacts he had been using falls to the floor. He bends to pick it up and as he does so he hears a sound he never thought he would hear again. It was the flutter of the wings of an angel, he knows it can't be but that doesn't stop the name from leaving his lips, after all it's not the first time he had come back to life.

"Cas" he breathed without looking up, hoping that it was his friend.

"Sorry to disappoint Dean-o, it's just littl' old me" Came as voice he never thought he would hear again, or maybe it was more a wish not to hear it.

"Gabriel." He breathed not moving as he recovered from the shock of the archangel being alive. "I thought you were dead" he finished begrudgingly.

"Oh please, you didn't think that Castiel was the only one dear old dad brought back from the dead did you?" said the archangel with a smirk on his face as Dean straightened to look at him.

"Well, I had hoped" came Dean's sulky response.

"Come on kiddo, kept behaving like that and I won't help your brother." Came the snarky reply.

"You can help Sam?" Dean asked with hopefulness in his voice.

"Hello, archangel, how many times do I have to remind you?"

"Fine. Let's go then." Dean said starting towards the door.

"Not so fast there flash, I'll help your brother and restore his wall on one condition."

"What condition?" Dean replied starting to get cross.

"That you leave my brother alone." Gabriel said with a serious expression on his face, reminding Dean that he may be a douche bag but he was an archangel douche bag.

"What do you mean? Cas is dead Gabriel." Dean replied going on the offensive.

"You really believe that? Sooo you carry his coat around in the boot of your car as a memento then? Not because you're hoping that somehow he yet again survived?" Gabriel said in a disbelieving tone and with the raise of his eyebrow.

"What would you know about it? He was my friend." Dean replied hotly.

"No he wasn't. You left him to have your normal life, then when he did the best he could you told him he was wrong, you never gave him any other options, you didn't offer to help him. He wasn't your friend Dean he was your tool." Gabriel started glowing throughout this speech as if he was busting out of his vessel, ready to smite the one he believed to have done wrong by his family. Dean watched fascinated, he had only seen Cas behave this way at the beginning, he sometimes forgot that he was dealing with angels. But Dean Winchester did not get scared, no way, he got angry.

"What would you know about it? You who left heaven centuries ago to become a freakin' pagan god." He screamed.

At this outburst Gabriel just looked at him and Dean thought that his number was finally up, but instead of blasting him of the face of the earth Gabriel tilted his head, just as Cas used to, and got a thoughtful expression on his face.

"You know, Dean-o I have spent centuries giving out the just deserts to those who deserve it and you, you deserve it more than any person I have dealt with before" with this Dean paled, considering what Gabriel was about to do to him. "But I think I know just the punishment for you. Promise me you will never try to find Cas and I will save your brother."

At this Dean got confused. Okay yes he harboured a hope that Cas was still alive, and if what Gabriel was implying was correct then it was true. But how did him leaving Cas alone give him his just deserts? Yeah okay Cas was his best friend and yes he had been finding it hard to deal with the fact that he was dead, but knowing he was alive was all he needed, he didn't need to have Cas with him. Hell he was probably better off if he never came near Dean again. He had been alone all his life why would it be punishment that he was alone now?

"Because Dean-o for the first time in your life you had a friend other than Sam." Gabriel said, as if he was reading Deans mind. "Someone who knew the worst of you yet still looked to you for answers. Now you have had that, being alone will be sooo much harder," At this Gabriel got a thoughtful expression on his face. "You deserve more of course but Cassie wouldn't appreciate if I let your brother die." Gabriel turned to look Dean in the eye before he finished his speech. "You should know Dean, I'm not here for you but for him. My brother would never forgive himself if he thought he was responsible for your pain. So do we have a deal?"

"Do I have to kiss you like a demon deal?" Dean asked looked weirded out.

"No" replied Gabriel with a smirk.

"Then fine. You have a deal."

"Then let's go" said Gabriel raising his fingers to click them. Before he could protest Dean was inside Sam's hospital room and Gabriel was putting his fingers to Sam forehead.

After a few seconds he removed them and looked at Dean.

"It's done. It would probably be best if you didn't mention I was here to Sam. It might trigger his memories again" and with that the archangel disappeared just as Sam opened his eyes.

"Sam, Sammy, you alright?" Dean asked rushing to his brother's side. Sam sat there blinking, he felt well rested and there was no Lucifer hallucination in his room, in fact he felt absolutely fine, and this worried him, what had his brother done this time?

"What happened?" he asked somewhat bewildered.

"I found a spell to replace the wall" Dean replied not quite meeting his brother eyes.

"Please tell me you didn't sell your soul for it." Sam responded closing his eyes at the thought that they had obviously learned nothing.

"What?! No, of course not. I just had to ask the right people is all" Dean responded defensively.

"And do I want to ask who these people where?" Sam replied resigned to the fact that his brother would do anything for him.

"They said it best you not know, as if you did it could make the wall crumble again." And with this sentence Dean looked into his brother's eyes trying to show how much this was the truth and however much he may want to tell him what happened he couldn't.

"Okay Dean. I believe you. Now do you think we can get out of this place?" Sam asked with a small smile on his lips. He trusted Dean, and the look he had was completely honest. In fact it was not a look he had seen on his brother's face since he went to hell.

"Damn straight we can, let's blow this joint." Came Dean's reply as he got off of Sam's bed and headed for the door, turning to smile at his brother before he left causing Sam to shake his head and mutter "jerk."

Form just down the corridor he heard a faint "bitch" in response.