Sam came out into the clearing where Gabriel and Johnny were training only to find Gabriel standing there alone, staring at his watch.

She looked around, still not seeing her son. "Gabriel...where is Johnny?" she asked.

Gabriel glanced at her, holding one finger up and then his watch beeped and with a flush of air, sound of wings, and rush of electricity through the air Johnny suddenly reappeared, falling to the ground and rolling a few times before he came to a stop.

Sam went to his side, helping him to sit up. "You're teleporting already?" she asked, reaching out to brush the dirt off of his shirt.

"Kinda." Johnny said, wiping at his forehead. "We were trying to teleport but I was also trying to," he looked and pointed at a sigil that was drawn in the ground. "To see how long I could keep powering that, I was just a few feet away. Gabriel was counting how long I can keep it up."

"And what's the prognosis?" Sam asked, looking at Gabriel. "How long did he manage?"

Gabriel held up his notepad. "Ten seconds."

"Felt like a lot longer." Johnny mumbled, getting up and brushing his jeans.

"The fact that you're doing this on day two, means that you're learning really fast." Sam told him. "Don't get ahead of yourself, you're doing great."

"But I want to be doing more." Johnny said softly, moving closer so that he could lean against her and put his head on her shoulders. "How am I going to be able to rescue grandma if I can't even do this?"

"Because you don't just jump the gun twenty steps in front, you need to take smaller steps and get used to everything." Sam told him. She wrapped her arm around his shoulders and rubbed at his arm with her thumb. "Trust me, you're doing great."

When he didn't look convinced Sam sighed and pulled him down a bit more so that his head was on her lap. She gently stroked at his head, running her fingers through his hair.

"Just relax." she told him. "Because you're trying to push yourself too hard, you're being too hard on yourself. So please, just relax."

Johnny stared up at her. "But I want to be helpful. I want to be better than this."

"And you're going to be, but you need time to get there." Sam said. "But right now, you're going to relax and stop thinking about all of this."

Johnny slowly nodded, closing his eyes as she stroked over his face and hair. Sam looked up when Gabriel sat next to her, showing his note.

"Kid pushes himself too hard. I keep telling him to stop and take breaks but he's insistent." he wrote to her.

She glanced down at her son, smiling when she saw that he had fallen asleep in her lap. "Did you tell him that he'll be drained like this?"

"Yes, he's stubborn." Gabriel wrote. "Said that he doesn't care."

"Sounds like a Winchester to me." Sam said with a smile, resting her hand in his hair. "What else are you guys going to work on?"

"Ideally, his wings and using them to teleport to farther places." Gabriel wrote. "But realistically, I think I'm going to stick to him using his grace to attack and defend."

"Why the difference?"

Gabriel looked thoughtful for a moment before he started to write. "Well if he's in the middle of the realm and suddenly loses all feeling in his wings, he'll be falling damn knows where so I'd like to be there to catch him. Or at the very least be able to heal him."

"Thank you." Sam said with a smile. "So, what do you think about him? Not just as a student but...technically, as a nephew."

Gabriel looked at the kid who was sleeping on her lap, a soft and fond look on his face. He chewed on the inside of his cheek before he started to write on his notepad.

"He's a good kid, he's definitely your kid and I mean that in the best way possible." he wrote. "He loves you a lot, loves Dean a lot. He wants to be good." he smiled once more. "He's just really good and I don't know if I can say this, but I'm really proud of him and who he is."

"You can say it, you're family." Sam told him. "I know that we all want to ignore it," she swallowed hard. "Especially me. But...we all know who the angelic part came from. And...he was your brother." she looked down at Johnny once more. "So you're his uncle. You're family."

Gabriel smiled at that, she ignored the tears in his eyes as he slowly wrote out his next message.

"Haven't been a part of a family in a very long time." he wrote. "Last...group that I was a part of was the one that handed me over to the demons."

"Is that who you were with after the whole Elysian Hotel?" Sam asked him, watching him nod. "Who were they?"

Gabriel hesitated but then turned to a new page on the notepad, slowly writing his message out before he handed it to her.

"A group of Nordic gods that I was with when I left heaven. The main one even helped me with the vessel thing, we look exactly the same because of that. I worked with them until I left and after Elysian, I hid with them again. Until they turned on me and handed me over to Asmodeus, the yellow eyed demon in a white suit you saw."

Sam slowly read what he wrote, taking a deep breath before she handed the notepad back to him.

"So Asmodeus is the last, I guess general, of hell. Of the yellow eyed demons." she said. "The Nordics, who were they?"

Gabriel wrote a simple name, turning to show her, "Loki."

"Loki?" she repeated. "The god of mischief?"

Gabriel nodded, quickly scribbling a few more words. "And his sons as well."

"Do you think they're going to come after you again?" she asked.

Gabriel swallowed hard and then wrote. "I don't know. I think Asmodeus will, he only has so much of my grace left to use. But Loki and his sons?" he hesitated and then continued. "They won't but I want to go and get them."

"You want revenge." Sam said quietly. "For them betraying you to the demons."

Gabriel just nodded, looking away.

"All I can say is that if you want revenge, you're going to want to wait." she told him. "Wait for your grace to power back up. Wait for your powers to come back. You don't want to go into something like that, especially against a pagan, at half or less power."

Gabriel looked down at his hand, attempting to summon his grace only for a few sparks of grace to appear before dying out. He nodded at that, setting his hand down onto the grass between them.

"And when you decide to go and get your revenge." Sam continued. "We'll be there to help you."

She smiled at him when he looked at her in surprise. "Like I said, we're not about to throw you out onto the street. And we're not going to throw you to the wolves, or Pagans in this case."

She couldn't really read the expression on his face then but slowly he reached for her hand, entwining their fingers together hesitantly and squeezing.

"Thank you." he mouthed.

Sam just smiled, squeezing his hand back. She looked back down at Johnny and let out a deep breath, she could see Gabriel just staring at her but when she looked back at him he looked away, but didn't pull his hand away from hers.

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