Raphael walked into the house his grace snapping around him. "Brother?" Castiel questioned tilting his head to the side sensing the archangel.

Oh, Raphael was pissed, that much was obvious to Castiel.

"Those stupid fools. Neither one of them should be flying more than they have to. And Michael... he shouldn't be doing anything but warming his grace back up but no they had to go check if Gabriel was in Hell right now. They couldn't wait a few more hours until it was safer for them." Raphael ranted as he came into Bobby's living room.

Idiots. Reckless idiots. That's what his stupid big brothers were.

"Big brothers are stupid sometimes." Sam said with a grin. "Especially when they think they're little brothers are in trouble. Is Gabriel in trouble?"

"I believe so yes.. He... I think he's hurt... that something happened to him. But those two tearing off like that isn't going to help anyone." Raphael said.

And he was right. That wouldn't help anyone, because those two idiots wouldn't be able to locate Gabriel when the are weakened.

"You can stop ranting, Ralph we're back." Lucifer said as he walked in, supporting Michael.

Raphael spun around and glared at them. "Your grace is still too cold, if you don't warm it up quick it will freeze solid and if it does it will shatter your wings.. Damn it Michael..." The Healer yelled.

"Mika..." Adam said softly. "What does he mean?"

"I mean little Winchester that if his wings shatter he'll die." Raphael said sharply not seeing Michael shaking his head franticly or catching the Mika Adam had said first, to pissed at his brother's stupidity.

"Die..." Adam yelled. Michael pulled away from Lucifer stumbling over to Adam and pulling the young male into his arms. "Mika."

"I... I'm-m alright... just really c- c-cold." Michael said as his teeth started chattering.

Liar. Raphael thought.

"You need to get warm brother." Lucifer said his eyes full of concern. Michael was shaking. Lucifer walked over taking his elder brother's arm. "Come on let's get you back in the fire. Warm you up." Michael nods letting Lucifer tug him away from Adam and back out the door.

"In the fire. Is he actually sitting in the fire Cas asked us to make?" Dean questioned.

"Yes. The flames will warm his grace up. It would be better if he would go sit on a star put he refuses to leave the earth so…" Raphael said.

Idiot. Sometimes Raphael hates his eldest brother for certain reasons.

"Why would he refuse if it's gonna help him?" Sam asked from where he was sitting on the couch.

"I think I know." Adam said. "I'm going to go talk to him."

"Good luck Little Winchester." Raphael stated leaning back against the wall.

Maybe Adam would be able to convince the eldest Archangel.

Adam walked over to where the roaring fire burned in Bobby's salvage yard. Lucifer was sitting on the top a broken down car watching as Michael lay within the flames.

Lucifer turned at the humans approach. "Adam."

"Hey Lucifer can I talk to Michael for a second? Alone." Adam asked as he came up beside the raging fire. The Morningstar just nodded and disappeared.

"Adam are you alright?" Michael asked sitting up and facing the human from where he had been stretched out within the flames.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just… well…" Adam started.

"Hey. Just tell me." Michael said starting to get up out of the fire.

"Stay put please" Adam pleaded. "Raphael said that you'd get better easier if you went and sat on a star but you refuse to leave earth. Why?" Adam said in a rush.

Michael dropped back fully into the flames and muttered. "I don't want to leave you alone."

"Mike..." Adam sighed. "I won't be alone. I'll have my brothers and your brothers along with Bobby. Go. I'll be alright. I'll get everyone working on where Gabriel might be okay?"

"Okay?" The archangel said. " I'll be back as soon as i can be."

"No. You'll be back as soon as your better." Adam said with a light glare.

"Fine." Michael grumbled. "I'll be back soon."

"Get better." Adam called as the archangel disappeared.

"Did you get him to go?" Lucifer questioned as he appeared beside the human.

"Yeah."

"Good. Let's go see where our brothers and Bobby think Gabriel might have gone."

…..

Gabriel reached again and again for his links with his brothers only to find them still dark. Why? Why were they dark like this? Did his brother's do something to darken them? Did they close them? Did he close them without knowing it?

Gabriel whined as Asmodeus drained his grace again. The archangel had lost count of the times the demon had drained. All he felt was the steady pull on his essence and pain.

"You know I've realized something." Asmodeus hissed as Gabriel glared at him. "I've grown tired of that look, and well, batteries don't need to see or hear." The demon said thoughtfully tapping one finger on his chin. "Yes.. I'll think I'll do that." Asmodeus laughed walking toward the table he had the jar of Gabriel's grace sitting on.

What?! Batteries… Wait.. Oh Father.. No. Gabriel thought as he fought the bonds that held him tightly in place.

Asmodeus turned back toward the struggling archangel with a thin narrow blade in his hand humming.

Stay away from me! Gabriel watched with horror filled eyes as the demon leaned over with the blade in hand.

"You know the humans have a saying. Speak no evil. Which you can't with those stitches on." Asmodeus laughed as he ran the tip of the blade along Gabriel's bloody sewn lips.

"Hear no evil." The Prince of Hell continued raising the blade and pressing it into Gabriel's left ear. The archangel groaned as he felt the cold metal scrape along his ear canal. Pain ripped through his skull as he heard a sharp pop then nothing. He could feel Asmodeus pulling the blade back out the tip bloody, but he couldn't hear anything out of his left ear. Gabriel was panting through his nose.

"See no evil." The demon sang as he raised the bloody tip to the Messager's right eye.

No… S-stop… Stop… Gabriel screamed within his own mind as the bloody blade tip got closer and closer…

A bright flash of blue and red then blackness. Blood red tears streamed down his grime coated cheeks.

"Should I leave you like this? Half deaf and half blind? Hmm… I think I will. For now." Asmodeus laughed as he went back over to the table and set the blade down. Grabbing his glass from where it sat beside the jug full of grace the demon filled it turning and leaning back against the table sipping the glowing golden liquid as he watched the archangel sob in panic.

….

Michael landed beside Adam wrapping his arms around his mate. "You alright?"

"Mika. I'm fine. How are you?" Adam questioned leaning back into Michael's embrace.

"Better. My grace is warmed back up where it should be." The archangel said.

"Good. Now… good news or bad news?" Adam asked.

"Huh? Mmm… bad first." Michael said.

"We haven't found Gabriel yet."

"And the good."

"Bobby found a summoning spell that he, my brothers, and Castiel are trying as we speak. Raphael is checking Heaven and Lucifer is checking Hell to see if you two just missed him or something. I think he just can't handle just sitting here waiting." Adam said turning and facing Michael.

"Damn it!" Dean exclaimed as he walked into the room.

"It didn't work.." Adam said glancing over at his brother.

"It did and it didn't." Sam said following Dean into the room carrying a five gallon jug of glowing gold liquid with Bobby just steps behind him. "All we got was this. Whatever it is?"

Michael pulled away from Adam his eyes locked on the jug. A look of pure horror on his face. "Oh Father!" Michael whispered. Gabriel… The jug was full of his little brother's grace. Oh Father what was happening to him. The first born archangel unknowingly sent out a wave of horror over his links with the Host.

"Michael. What is it? What hap…." Lucifer said as he appeared within the room instantly following his brother's stare to freeze at the sight. No... Gabriel.

Raphael almost crashed when Michael sent out a wave of horror. He quickly had to calm the panicking Host before flying to his eldest brother. "Wha…. No! If he did that himself I'm going to tell him off. If someone did it to him they're going to find out why you don't piss off an Archangel." Raphael yelled his eyes glowing in anger as his grace crackled around him.

"He… H-He.. wouldn't. I know he wanted to hide from everyone but… he wouldn't have… done that." Castiel stuttered from beside Dean finally shaking off the shock he had been in since they'd finished the summoning to get the jug instead of Gabriel.

"He had all his grace when we meet at that hotel." Lucifer said. "So if he left Hell like Asmodeus said. Someone as him and has hurt him." The Morningstar growled.

"We just need to find out who." Michael snarled his eyes hard.

….

Gabriel whined as he saw the jug contenting his grace disappear. Someone must of tried to summon him but with the grace within him so low the spell pulled the larger amount.

Asmodeus slipped into the room with a sick grin. "Times up. Say goodbye to your senses." Asmodeus laughed as he went to pick the blade back up to find the jug gone. "What… How did you? Oh… you little.. i don't know how you did that but you will regret it."

Gabriel was shaking as Asmodeus threw the blade at him in anger burying it to the helt in the archangel's right arm drawing a whin of pain from him as Asmodeus waved his hand releasing the bonds holding Gabriel in the chair. The archangel was shocked at the sudden freedom for a second to long as he tried to fly away. "Oh.. Your not going anywhere." Asmodeus yelled grabbing the Messenger.

Gabriel fought but weakened as he was he didn't stand a chance. Asmodeus growled in anger again, he was furious. Reaching out the demon drove two fingers into the stab wound on Gabriel's chest. The archangel trashed his head thrown back lips straining at the stitches as he let out a wordless scream. Gabriel lashed out blindly trying to make the demon let him go as he felt the wound tearing. Asmodeus just laughed and bodily picked the smaller man up by the wound. Slamming him down onto the table Gabriel had first woke up on when Asmodeus took him captive before releasing his hold on him.

The Messenger instinctively curled up into a ball on his side sobbing but Asmodeus didn't even give him a moment relief as he yanked his legs out and tied them down the one end of the table. Then forced him onto his back binding his arms down followed by the strip of leather securing Gabriel's head in place.

"Have you ever heard of Marvel, Gabriel? Tony Stark's Arc Reactor? I'm going to give you angelic one." The Prince of Hell said as he walked around the bound weakened whimpering archangel. "I'll fuse it to you. A permanent opening straight to your grace."

Gabriel breathing was sharp and ragged. Panic filling him at the very thought of what the demon was going to do.

Asmodeus waved his hand and in odd looking metal device appeared in it. It looked like a metal top hat that had the top cut off but was only about three inches tall and the brim was about an inch in diameter leaving the top part of the top hat about two inches in diameter. Asmodeus laughed "I know not much to look at but it will make it so this.." the demon said gesturing to the bleeding wound on Gabriel's chest. ".. stays open." Asmodeus set the top hat looking device so the top of the hat was resting around the archangel's wound. "Oh… looks like it a little big." The demon said with a wicked grin. "Not that it matters we both know this won't kill you." Asmodeus hissed as he set both hands on top of the device and pushed. Gabriel withered once more wordlessly screaming as he pulled on the stitches. Until he shredded his lips with a bloody shriek. The archangel's true voice renting the air and echoing throughout Hell.

"Now look what you've done. I'll have to replace them now but later this isn't all the way down yet." Asmodeus growled as he once more starting pushing on the device. Relishing in the archangel's screams. Thankful that he'd waited to do this to when Lucifer had once more left Hell.