Here is Chapter 2!
Hope that you all like, I am working on chapter 3 as we speak.
This fanfic is being edited by Nathy and Batstark
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I do not owe ANY of the Supernatural characters, they belong to Eric Kripke.
(PS: I had SOOO much fun writing up Lucifer's part, there is a part of)

(PSS: This has been edited on 09/19/13)

Gabriel

He could feel his jaw drop slightly. Before he could even muster up a reply, or sound for that matter, she closed her eyes. A slim smile playing on her red lips, she sigh deeply before saying "I know you must have a thousand questions by now, actually way more than a thousand. But even though in truth you haven't asked anything aloud, we are running out of time here, with the whole souls and helping the Winchester brothers". Serena opened her eyes looking at Gabriel with a dead serial look in her eyes.

"Like I said I can't tell you more about it – well everything - I will when I can, and you can so bet on it. I mean if I was lying I would eat a whole pie", she looked like she wanted to throw up at the word pie.

She was giving Gabriel a pity look as she mentioned the fact that she could not tell him more about why and how she had saved his sorry ass.

"I get it, I get it", Gabriel replied jokingly, as best as he could, putting his hands up as they both got up from where they sat.

To Gabriel's annoyances she was taller than him, and was most likely still taller than him without those darn boots, which made her tower over him.

Serena blinked and smiled for real this time. Most likely not at what Gabriel had said aloud, but the height thing. Man, did Gabriel wish there was a way to keep his thoughts to himself and not let this kid know what was going through his mind all the time.

"I wish there was a way for me not to always hear your thoughts either. But like I said, I can't." Serena shrugged her left shoulder in reply.

Gabriel just grumbled to himself, having the feeling that she was right about that.

"Anyway, I'll just say this: you can try and ask Sam, Dean, Bobby or even Castiel for all I care, about who I am. But, well, the best way to put it is that they will just look at you like a deer – wait scratch that – a Moose in the headlights". Serena said smiling widely at the moose joke, Gabriel could only shake his head and laugh with her.

"Are you threatening me, or just a warning me?" Gabriel asked, the humor lost in this inquiry. Serena just let out a little laugh, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning to one side.

"Honestly Gabriel, you are more of a threat to me than I can ever be to you." Gabriel raised an eyebrow at that, but Serena went on. "I suppose being an archangel is more in your favor than mine."

Gabriel did not know whether to nod his head or ask about it, so he decided to let her finish.

"Like I said, I'll pop in here and there to help. Mostly you, cuz you know right now I can't go say 'hi' to the boys".

Gabriel observed how easily was for Rena - as he already had nicknamed her – to fall into teenagers' footsteps and slangs. He wondered if she wasn't indeed a sixteen year old child.

Serena never acknowledged Gabriel's train of thought, she just went on "So, I'm going to drop you off where the boys are, and it's up to whatever you feel like telling them about how you're even alive – just remember that they won't know anything about me". She pointed out yet again.

Before Gabriel could comment aloud - or even in his head for that matter - on what she had just told him, she raised her hand and then there was a loud snapping sound.

Blinking the archangel looked at his surroundings. He could tell that it was beyond early morning. He noticed that he was standing, not only in the pouring rain, but in the parking lot of some dinky motel in the middle of nowhere.

That's when he caught sight of the black Chevy Impala parked not far away from where he stood. He knew that both Dean and Sam were in the room right across from their – well, Dean's – beloved car.

"Here goes nothing". Gabriel said to himself, clapping his hands together. As he pulled them apart he made a sucker appear out of thin air and popped it into his mouth before he transported himself into the room, where the people inside would change his almost free days around.

Sam

Sam pulled his head away from the mirror, and looking up he saw someone standing behind him. He almost jumped out of his skin when he saw that it was Castiel, which practically meant no personal space whatsoever. If Sam was facing the angel and he raised his hand just a little, he would be touching his trench coat.

Sam now knew what his brother went through whenever Castiel just popped up out of thin air. But rather then yelling at Castiel, Sam turned to face the angel.

"Hello Cas", Sam said as calmly as he could, also trying to calm the rapidly beating heart that was about jump out of his chest from this little scare.

He tried not to notice the man leaning next to Castiel that had not been in the mirror a moment ago.

"Hello Sam", Castiel said in his usual flat but formal tone of voice as he nodded his head slightly.

"Yes, hello Sam...Sammy, Sammy, Sam", said the other man, his arms crossed over his chest. He mimicked Castiel's voice at first, then changed it to that of a five year old singing his nickname in a mocking tone, a deviously smile dancing madly on his lips.

Sam tried not to pay attention to him, because he knew that he was not really there. He kept his eyes on Castiel, as the other man whined about being ignored.

"Can you step back a bit Cas? You're standing a bit too close. Sam pointed out, moving his hand slowly between them both.

Castiel did't seem to notice. "Is there something I – we – can help you with?" Sam asked, knowing that Castiel was more than likely here for Dean's help than his.

Castiel nodded as the other man stuck his forked tongue out at him. "I need you and Dean", Castiel stopped himself when he noticed that Dean was not there, but before he could ask where Dean was, Sam opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Castiel followed him into the other room, and almost seemed to glow with joy when he noticed Dean, before frowning at the fact that he was still sound asleep.

Trying not to laugh at that, Sam walked over to his brother and shook his shoulder to wake him.

Dean grunted in his sleep and mumbled something along the lines of 'don't stop' and 'not there'.

Sam really did not want to know what his older brother was dreaming about as he shook him a little harder, this time saying "Hey, Cas has something to tell us, wake up Dean".

"Oh come on Sammy, we could have him moaning his delight for his little coated friend here", The man with the rotten face and a cold, bored look in his eyes said, waving his hand in Castiel's direction.

Sam did his best to ignore him. He knew that nothing good would come out of the fact that Lucifer would not leave him alone, even though he was stuck in his cage with his brother – and the Winchesters younger half brother – but Lucifer, unfortunately, still had a hold on Sam.

Sam shook his brother harder this time than he meant to, and Dean almost jumped out of bed ready for a fight – most likely thinking that's why he was being woken up.

As Dean got his bearings he sat grumpily on the side of the bed, only wearing shorts and his amulet around his neck, his hair still almost perfect somehow.

Sam sat down on the edge of his bed looking at Castiel, re-adjusting his long hair behind his ear as Lucifer sat quite comfortably on the couch, a smile playing on his lips as he listened to what was going on.

Sam wished – more than hoped – that he would stop seeing the fallen archangel. But knowing his luck, he might be long dead after that miracle happened - or worse, the importunate archangel might actually follow him.

"So, what is it that you wanted?" Dean asked, grumpily looking towards Castiel, trying to hide his tiredness with anger.

By the corner of his eye Sam caught the time. Only four minutes had passed since the last time he checked the darn thing. Without actually meaning it, an angry sigh escaped his lips.

The only one in the room who bothered to act on it was Lucifer. Castiel might have noticed but did not say anything about it. Lucifer gave what almost sounded like a hiss of a laugh before saying, "Oh Sammy, it's not like I'll ever let you get a good amount of sleep anytime soon. Or time to just sit around doing, whatever it is that you do. Buddy, you're stuck with me for all time, whether you like it or not!" A huge smile graced his lips.

Sam just looked at Castiel, hoping to have a good reason not to look at the man sitting on the couch. He was crossing his legs, with his arms rested on the back of the couch as he smiled madly at the group in the room.

"I have felt the presence of an angel close by". Both Sam and Dean just stared at him, trying to figure out if this was a good piece of information, or if they needed to grab the angel blades they had in their duffel bags.

"Can you tell which angel it is?" Sam questioned, resting his elbow on his knees and blinking tiredly as Dean yawned, annoyed.

Castiel nodded slowly, looking confused but a little scared, which worried Sam a little. It was not normal for Castiel to really show any kind of emotion like that.

"Yes...", there was a long pause, in which time both Dean and Sam exchanged worried looks. Lucifer let out a bored yawn mocking Dean's, not even bothering to cover his mouth. "The problem is that he is - was – dead." Castiel finally said, scrunching his face up.

"Ok, this is getting very interesting for once." Lucifer said, leaning forward and looking deadly serious at Castiel.

Castiel leaned his head to the side slowly, looking straight in the room, eyes not aimed at either brother as he spoke. "Gabriel..." There was a dead silence in the room after that piece of information.

Lucifer said with a low, evil hiss to his voice. "He lies, I killed that little traitor". He was glaring at Castiel as if he's glaring would make the seraph cease to exist, or perhaps his head would blow up or something along those lines.

Dean blinked a couple of times, not really knowing what to say without it coming out as something really stupid. He ran his hand through his hair, still taking in the bomb that Castiel just dropped – not really even sure whetherthis was good news or bad.

Sam was the first to muster up any kind of reply to what had just been told to them. "So – so Gabriel..." he felt his heart creep into his throat as he said Gabriel's name – he knew that he could not stop the though. "He – he's alive?"

Castiel nodded his head slightly, looking at Sam with no emotions on his face while Lucifer hissed at the both of them.

Dean seemed to gather himself together as he finally mustered up his thoughts. "So then what, he tricked that dumbass Lucifer?" Lucifer growled at Dean, his eyes almost red with hatred burning up in them. "And he's been God knows where all this time?" He almost growled out the words waving his hands in the air.

Castiel nodded his head slowly, looking at Dean as he talked. Sam sat there in silence taking in the fact that Gabriel was not dead, he was alive and somewhere out there.

He could feel his heart jump in delight at the thought that Gabriel was not dead.

Sam looked back up at Castiel, who was still eyeing Dean with a longing expression. Dean was looking at him with the same feelings shinning in his eyes.

Rolling his eyes at the lovebirds, who he felt just needed to come out of their closets and say how they felt about each other, Sam asked, "So you mean to tell us that not only is Gabriel alive...but he's somewhere close by?"

After a moment or so - which gave Lucifer time to make kissing noses at Dean and Castiel - Castiel finally looked back at Sam and nodded slightly.

"Yes, I can feel that he is close by, and has been..." He stopped trying to figure out how to best answer Sam's question. "I knew I felt an angel close by the two of you for some time, but I could never really – as you humans call it – put my finger on what I was feeling until moments ago".

Sam blinked as Lucifer could not choose whether to snicker or be pissed that his brother was still alive. Dean seemed to have the same train of thought as Lucifer - the look on his face was hard to miss.

Sam just went on doing most of the talking as usual "Do you know why he -?" He could not really finish what he was saying, unsure of exactly what to ask.

Castiel, to Sam's delight, seemed to guess what Sam was trying to say. "I am afraid I have no idea why my brother has been in hiding. Most likely afraid that Lucifer might kill him. But as to why he has been staying close to the two of you? I can't answer that. I have been feeling another angel with him – which angel that maybe I'm not sure, her aura is one I have never come in contact with before."

Sam and Dean looked at each other, trying to figure out how to take in all that Castiel had just told them. Sam looked back at the angel.

"Is this female angel close by as well or...?" He left the question lingering in the air, hoping that Castiel might have a good answer for them.

Castiel looked up, leaning his head to the side as he stood there in silence. After a moment or so looked back to Sam and shook his head.
"As far as I can tell she is no longer close by, but she may have the power to cover up her own aura. If that is so, I have never come into contacted with any angel or an archangel who could do that. But I do not think she is an archangel."

That seemed to unnerve the Winchester brothers a little, and to Sam's amazement it also seemed to freak Lucifer the hell out – pun intended – to the point he not only had quit throwing out what Castiel had told them about this female angel, but fell suddenly quiet.

There was part of Sam that wanted to know more about this girl, if she was able to scare the Devil himself without even being in the room, but he knew there were more important things to worry about at the moment.

Sam decided to put it on the back burner for now, knowing that he would have to go back to it sometime soon. If this was able to shake up the Devil, then this could help him out.

As the three – well, four – sat there absorbing the information Castiel had presented, there was a whooshing sound of wings to Sam's right.

They all looked at the new person that had just appeared the room. Gabriel was standing there with a cocky little smile playing on his lips. He was wearing a green jacket, a deep - almost black - red button down shirt, black pants, black shoes, and in one hand held a sucker that looked like it had just been in his mouth.

He looked at both of the Winchesters and at Castiel, who looked a little concerned, his golden eyes meeting each of the people in the room.

"Miss me?" Gabriel asked, putting the sucker back in his mouth with a smile.