Going Grey

It was a normal day. Yes, an actual normal sit on the couch day at home. Dean had passed out on the couch with Castiel snuggled in his arms. Honestly, those two never left each other's side. Balthazar sat in front of the television, watching what Sam hoped was not his Game of Thrones DVDs. Bobby was with him though, so hopefully there was at least some adult supervision going on. Yeah, the angel is over thousands of years old, but it's still wrong to let a five year old watch certain scenes. No matter how old they may really be on the inside. The last member of the group was Gabriel. The archangel was sitting on the arm rest of the couch smirking evilly down at Dean. Sammy watched from over the top of his laptop, scowling at the mischievous angel. What could he be doing now? As if answering his question the angel held a hand over Dean's hair, closing his eyes and muttering a string of strange words in Enochian. Custos poked his head out from the kitchen, yapping at the angel, but Gabe ignored him. Sam set his laptop to the side, grabbing Gabe, but only just after Gabe completed the spell.

"What the hell was that?" Sam questioned, biting his tongue as he realized he just swore in front of an angel. A baby angel matter of fact! Well, looks wise he was just a kid, but according to the crazed laws of angel science he was still considered a toddler. Sam shook himself. None of this will ever make sense to him. Gabriel held back a snicker, bobbing his head at Dean curled up around Castiel. Sam skimmed over briefly. There wasn't-

"He's gone grey!" Gabe burst, cackling manically. Sam's eyes widened as he noticed the strands of grey and white hair now taking the place of his brother's usual sandy hair color. "He's always saying how we're going to make him go grey so I just thought if it happened he'd shut up about it," Gabe reasoned, sounding perfectly satisfied with his answer. Sam brushed his fingers through Dean's hair, still unable to believe it.

"Gabe, you-"

"Come on, Sammy! Michael said I had to practice my powers so I'm doing just that," Gabe informed the hunter. Sam scowled at the angel in his arms. Sure, the hair color trick was fucking hilarious and of course Sam is going to snap a few photos for blackmail, but someone has to be the responsible one in this family! Dean melts whenever the angels give him puppy eyes, Bobby bribes the angels with sweets or anything else that will shut them up, and Custos just plays with them and keeps them mostly out of trouble. Sam, well Sam is the responsible mother hen of the family that keeps things from falling to pieces.

"Change Dean's hair color back, Gabe," Sammy ordered. Gabriel's bottom lip stuck out as he pouted.

"No," Gabe grumbled. Sam sucked in a breath.

"Gabe-"

"I'm not going to change Dean's…" The angel grew silent as Dean let out a tired yawn and opened his green eyes. His eyes trailed down to Cas nestled in his arms and his fingers gently began to tickle the small tuffs of black feathers sticking out of Castiel's back in order to wake the baby angel. Cas rolled into a ball, burring his face into Dean's shirt as he refused to wake up. Gabe and Sam shared a look. Ok, maybe waiting to see how long it takes Dean to notice will be alright. They need to poke some fun at the older Winchester once and a while. Dean tickled Cas a little harder and the angel let out a shriek of laughter, eyes popping up and falling on the grey strands of hair. The angel froze, brows furrowing in confusion as he stared at the hair on the hunters head. Even Custos from sitting in the kitchen doorway was tilting his head in confusion. Cas's eyes drifted over to Sam and Gabe's and both shook their heads, pleading the baby angel to keep his mouth shut. In the meantime Dean was frowning at the angel's intense gaze.

"What's ups, Cas?" Dean questioned, fingers pausing just above Cas' right wing. Cas opened his mouth only to close it again as he tried to think of an excuse. Custos let out a small yap from the kitchen, giving the angel an idea.

"Can you makes some hot chocolate?" Cas pleaded, big blue puppy eyes batting. Dean's face melted into a smile and Sam rolled his eyes. Yeah, Dean is such a pushover.

"Sure, Cas, I'll be right back." Dean lifted the angel off of him and set Cas next to Gabriel on the arm rest. "You want some too, Balthazar, Gabriel?" Dean asked, before exiting the sitting room. Gabriel gave Dean a nod while Balthazar simply held up a thumbs up, too busy watching Daenery walk out of a clutter of ruins naked with three baby dragons. Seriously, who decided to put this off all things in when the angels wanted to watch a movie?

"Why's Dean's hair all funny?" Cas whispered so Dean would not hear. Sam's eyes trailed over to Gabe's direction and realization crossed Castiel's face.

"Gabby, you so mean!" Cas shouted. Gabe shushed his brother, pointing a finger at the kitchen.

"Just poking a little fun at him. I'll change it back after he notices on his own," Gabe promised. Cas let out a sigh, a small smile curing over his pink lips.

"It is funny though," Cas giggled, clamping both of his tiny hands over his mouth as he giggled. Gabe joined in as well, earning shushes from Bobby and Balthazar's direction as the continued watching Game of Thrones. The angels quieted their giggling, waiting patiently for Dean to return.

"Hot chocolates all around!" Dean shouted as he entered the sitting room with a tray full of hot chocolates. He stopped over by Cas, Gabriel, and Sam first and each of them gladly took their cups, forcing their eyes to keep from staring at the grey strands of hair decorating the top of Dean's hair. Dean then handed Bobby his cup. The hunter opened his mouth to question the Winchester's choice in hair dye, but a quick glare from the three across the room silenced him. Dean frowned slightly, glancing between the four before walking over to where Balthazar was seated on the floor.

"Here ya go, Bud," Dean, hummed, handing over the warm cup. Balthazar looked up from the TV for the first time, eyes widening and a laugh bursting from his lips.

"What the hell did you do too your hair?!" Balthazar chortled, gasping for breath as he rolled on the floor. Gabe sent a glare Balthazar's way, but quickly broke into a fit of laughter shortly answer. Cas, Sam, and Bobby also joined in. Even Custos' yapping sounded like laughter. Dean frowned and glanced at the mirror sitting on one of the book shelves, eyes widening at the silver hair that had taken over his head.

"GABRIEL!" Dean shouted, teeth clenched and face burning red. Sam frowned as the archangel dove behind him for protection. Yeah, like he'd be able to save the angel from Dean's wrath. "Turn it back, Gabe!" Gabriel held up his hands in defeat slowly inching out from behind Sam.

"Okay, okay," the angel said, holding out a hand and closing his eyes. Dean waited. Nothing. Not one thing. Dean glanced into the mirror, his frown growing deeper.

"Gabe…" he growled, looking downright dangerous. Gabe swallowed thickly and Sam tried to hide the pity he was feeling towards his angel. Gabriel bit down on his lips as he tried again, but there was no change. A nervous laugh slowly made its way out of Gabe's mouth.

"He he…looks like we finally did turn you grey," the angel chuckled. Dean's eyes burned like emeralds forged in hellfire and Sam grabbed Gabriel by the arm, pulling him towards the door before Dean could touch him.

"Don't worry, Dean. Nothing that a little hair dye can't fix!" Sam shouted before slamming the door and bolting for the Impala with a relieved looking Gabriel in his arms.

Thank you PrincessAziza the request. Gabriel's power does it again! Looks like he needs some more practice don't ya think? Also, I'm obsessed with Game of Thrones if you haven't noticed. When they were watching it with Charlie in the show I freaking went into fangirl overload.

Anyway…thanks for reading and Gabriel put a spell on fanfiction so for every review this gets a single hair on Dean's head turns back to normal. In other words review! It's for a good cause!