Here is Chapter 5!

I would like to start off by saying that the reason you got 4 chapters in one day way because I had then done and uploaded to another site before jumping to post them here. No I do not hate any of you, the other sites have less steps to uploading. I also want to let you know that it maybe 2-3 days apart from the next upload, My wonderful beta reader Nathy - who does a wonderful job BTW - gets hit with 2 chapters at a time, so I have to wait before I can move on.

I would love to get to is the fact yes there is still no photo for the story, I am wishing - rather then hoping - that one of the readers might make something that can/and will be used.

The next thing is I would love to see comments/reviews for this story and wish to thank Christine for their lovely review on chapter 4!

Second to last thing is that I would love to hear what you all think about Serena/Rena...as you can tell she starts this chapter off. (There will be some Dean and Cas parts in this chapter and more to come along the road)

And lastly I do not own ANY rights to Supernatural or its characters, they all belong to the wonderful Eric Kripke

Serena

"Please make it stop, someone please make it stop", Serena could hear a voice chant in her mind, she recognized the voice of that being, it was Sam Winchester, he was pleading in fear – his soul was reaching out for help from anyone that would listen to him.

It broke her heart as she heard the despair in his soul's voice. As she stood there listening in more than she had in the years spent with the archangel Gabriel – or as she liked to think -the lazy archangel Gabriel.

She heard an evil laughter that ran through every fiber of her small frame body. Serena knew before the voice said anything, to whom it belonged to and it frightened her. The voice belonged to someone she would rather never come in contacted with, it belonged to Lucifer himself.

"How are you even able to be here - at least a part of you that is - for that matter — how can you reach my mind?", Serena asked trying to acted annoyed – truth be told, she was terrified that she could hear the Devil's voice in her , it was not like she had heard it before. She knew though the other voice – the one guiding her – that this was what the Devil sounded like, and she really did not like it.

"Oh my sweet little Winchester, Oh my sweet little Winchester", Lucifer started to say in a sing – song voice taunting Serena which made her blood go cold all the way down to her very bones. "I don't really know what to make of you my little sweet Winchester", he said still with the sing – song voice.

"What do you want?" Serena asked trying very hard to stay calm – even thought every fiber of her being told her to be afraid, run to safety, yet she didn't know where she could be save for the Devil itself.

"OH there is quite a bit that I want right now" He said losing the sing – song voice that he had been using. "But, I want to know more about you… my little sweet sparrow".

There was a slightly humming noise gracing her ears, a cursed word from Lucifer, and before whatever was conjuring the noise could get rid of the Devil, Lucifer gave her one last warning "Don't you worry my little sweet sparrow, I'll be back when they aren't around. And you can trust me, there will be a good time when they won't be around to stop me, and when that time comes, I hope you will be ready for me. Until then fly, fly, fly, my little sweet sparrow fly, fly fly".

As the noise subsided as Serena felt emptiness in her mind, which troubled her soul and bothered her beyond imagination. There were more important facts to be taking care off – she could brood on how Lucifer got a hold on her latter. She blinked before glancing towards Gabriel, a stern look on her face, her will was to yell at the archangel, but a calm but strong voice came from her mouth "Gabriel, get back to Sam – NOW!"

She was counting with Gabriel's smartness, and to her delight he picked her tone and without a second glance or word he was gone.

Castiel and Serena were left alone. Castiel more obsessively – then he thought – showing he was far from comfortable around her as it started pouring rain around them as they both stood there in the dim of night.

Serena made her ice cream disappear – sending back to some cooler she had somewhere unknown to others – well, others then the voice in her head – though she knew who it really belonged to – it was not in her faculties reveal it to anyone, not even Gabriel.

Looking up towards the sky as the rain became heavier; she felt a small weight lift from her shoulders.

Castiel stood there in silence waiting for either Gabriel to come back or this stranger to tell him what was fully going on - that was when he could feel her aura all around him – it was the aura he had felt when he sensed his older brother – Gabriel's aura earlier.

Serena closed her eyes as a new voice – one she had been hearing for some time to be exact – only four words were spoken "We need to talk".

Castiel was about to questioned her, when she opened her eyes and turned her face to meet his, smiling sadly she said

"Sorry Cas, I would really love to talk with you, but alas, I have to leave to take care of other matters at hand. But you can so bet on the fact you and I will definitely talk", Serena said and before he knew she was gone leaving Castiel alone in the pouring rain.

Gabriel

Gabriel reappeared back in the room, and as soon as he was there he noticed Sam's soul calling – more like screaming – for any kind of help.

Without thinking twice Gabriel was by Sam's side putting a hand on the larger man's shoulder. Sam was in a cold sweat and making horrible kind of noises in his sleep.

Feeling a little scared Gabriel squeezed Sam's right shoulder a little harder as he absorbed the pain from Sam. Gabriel watched as Sam let out a small sigh – that sounded almost happy came out from his mouth.

Loosening the grip on Sam's shoulder without letting go, Gabriel felt the corners of his mouth twitch as he tried unsuccessfully to stare at the peaceful face he was making in his sleep.

"Well darn, Sammy you make me want to jump your very bones when you make a face like that", Gabriel mussed to himself a smile growing on his face as he watched the young man sleep.

Gabriel sat on the bed right next to the young human sitting on to Sam's left he moved his hand to caress Sam's right cheek resting his palm on his cheek.

To Gabriel's surprise Sam leaned his head into his hand, and as a reflex Sam moved his own large hand over his clapping Gabriel's smaller hand holding it close to his face.

"Oh kiddo, are you really wanting me to jump those large bones of yours, because I really will", Gabriel joked to himself rubbing his thumb along Sam's check. Smiling in his sleep Sam mumbled something, but Gabriel could not hear what he was saying.

Without really meaning to Gabriel let out a small yawn covering his mouth with his free hand and closing his eyes, as he opened them and dropped his hand back to his side he said "Oh goody, now I'm tired" as he tried not to let yet another yawn out nor let that one grow. He was enjoying this one on one – not counting the sleeping Dean in the other bed - time he had with the large moose.

Not really meaning to in some ways - or in anyway - Gabriel laid down next to Sam not caring that he could not move his hand from Sam's check. He yawned much longer and louder this time as he started drift off to sleep.

Dean

Being woken by the brightness of the rising sun shining through the window after an eventful night such as the one he had, and being deprived of sleep was one thing Dean was not too happy with.

The other was when he sat up and looked to see how his little brother was doing; he felt his eye twitch in annoyance at what he saw. Laying there was not only Sam, but Gabriel who had his arm wrapped around Sam's stomach.

Dean knew his blood pressure was rising in anger at the sight in front of him, but what made it worse was how Sam was holding the darn trickster close to him and smiling in his sleep.

Dean got up out of his bed swinging his feet over and slamming them on the ground truly hoping that might wake the – annoying - Trickster.

Dean thought his head might just explode from what he was seeing, and before he could even act upon that – though he did not know what he was going to do about the whole thing – Castiel appeared in the room at the foot of his bed.

Looking at the angel in his tan trench coat Dean did not know whether to glare or to be happy to see him first thing in the morning even thought he was not too sure what to make of his feelings for the angel.

"Good morning Dean, I felt that you were distressed about something. I wanted to make sure everything was alright", Castiel said in his normal formal tone giving Dean a small head nod.

Dean was glad to see his angel friend as he like to put it. "Morn' Cas", Dean replied grumpily as he nodded back to his angelic friend.

"What has you so unsettled this – early in the morning?" Castiel asked looking at Dean with that damn puppy dog eyes.

Dean could only jab his thumb towards his brother and the sleeping – pain in the ass – at least on Dean's side - archangel on the other bed comfortable with his brother.

Castiel

Castiel's eyes moved over to the other bed and fell on the two sleeping bodies laying there.

Castiel tried to figure out what was wrong with what he was seeing, but he could tell that it was bugging the older Winchester but he did not understand why.

Looking back at Dean who seemed ready to murder someone - most likely his older brother for whatever reason - was making Dean expel a strong feel of hatred from his aura.

Tilting his head to the side he asked looking back to Dean, "I'm sorry but I'm not quite sure what is the problem here.

"He – they...AHH!" Dean spat raising his hands in the air as he stomped over to the bathroom slamming the door behind him.

Castiel did not fully understand what was upsetting him so much. Looking back to the younger Winchester – who was smiling and finally seemed to be having a peacefully night of sleep.

The sight of the two made Castiel - joyous, after all this time feeling guilty about not being fully able to save Sam's soul from Lucifer's grip.

Looking down at the sleeping duo on the bed he felt hopeful for the both of them, noticing their aura's seemed to be glowing with a mix of joy, happiness, and a love for each other.

Castiel was surprise to realize their souls shone differently from normal lovers, as if they had found their soulmate. The Seraph smile to himself, he was pleased – not only for Sam that deserved such happiness in his life, which the angel had always thought for the boy since the Apocalypse and his time in the cage – he also felt joy for his brother even though he had been turned into a rabbit, let bygone, be bygones, right?

Gabriel

Gabriel felt unable to move for some unknown reason, he mumbled in his sleep. He did not want to open his eyes just yet to find out why. He could feel that something – or someone – was preventing him from moving.

As he laid there he could feel that he had an arm resting around his waist. Whatever it was did not seem to move nor seem to care about Gabriel's arm so he left it there.

Laying there his mind tried to figure out what might be preventing him from rolling over. Part of him' tried to think of what he had been doing before he fell asleep.

As he laid there still unable to move, he could feel a warm breath ruffling throw his short sand – almost golden hair.

He was trying to remember if he went to bed with the heater on, or maybe with some hoochie drunken girl– thought he could make one appear whenever and wherever he wanted.

That was when he heard a very annoyed voice trying to keep as quiet as it could say, "How long does he plan on faking sleeping?" Gabriel could tell that whoever was talking was somewhere at the foot of what he guessed was a bed.

"Dean, I still don't see the problem with this. Sam seems to be at peace, and it's not like Gabriel has – or for that matter plans to do anything to Sam", this newish voice was very formal, and Gabriel knew deep down whom had spoken, though he did not want to think about it just yet.

Gabriel really did not want to think about whom it might belong to, all he wanted was to go back to sleep.

The voice of the second one went on, "And it's not like Gabriel fakes it half the time, he can sleep when he wants. I think that my brother just enjoys it, is all". Gabriel rolled his eyes keeping them shut at what he had just heard.

"Like I care if he likes it or not", this Dean person said. Gabriel had to fight himself from sending Dean to his Father heavens only knows where. "And is that really a good enough reason for him to be cuddled with MY little brother?!" Dean yelled his anger growing.

Not being able to stop himself a slime smile appeared in the corner of Gabriel's lips, he couldn't be more satisfied at Dean's displeasure – not like he cared at all to Dean's thoughts.

Laying there knowing that he was unable to go back to sleep anytime soon he, just tried to remember more of where he was and what was fully going on around him. Finally his mind left the sleepiness fade so he could remember everything that had happened to him in the less than twenty-four hours.

Letting it sink into where he was and who might be holding him, he slowly opened one eye – the one that was blocked from the light of the morning sun.

Peeking out of one opened eye he could see bare human skin that of a larger frame then his own small one. As he looked he could see the muscles flex and relax off and on.

There was the sound of a door opening then slamming shut. Gabriel had a feeling that it was Dean – grumpy – Winchester.

When he could tell –more likely feel– that there was no other aura in the room other than the one right next to him, he let out a small happy sigh.

Opening his other eye so he could see whose bare skin this might belong to, his eyes moving along the large muscular frame and falling on the sleeping face of Sam – shirtless – Winchester.

Heart racing as he looked upon the face of the younger Winchester who was sleeping peacefully his face facing Gabriel's. His breathing steady as it blow throw Gabriel's hair.

Mussing to himself he whispered "So that was what was messing with my lovely golden hair." He let out a fake puff of annoyance with a mix of laughter.

Gabriel laid there watching the younger man who was holding him affectionately to sleep. Gabriel could feel a small gap around his side, as he looked down tearing his eyes of Sam's sleeping face, he saw a large arm resting as peacefully as it owner on Gabriel's side.

He could not help himself from letting out an amused little chuckle at the arm, and at how he had his head laying on Sam's shoulder just as peacefully as the arm.

Looking back up at the sleeping face of the younger man Gabriel laid there watching him as he slept on, and hoped two things – one being that Dean – nor Castiel for that matter – would come back in and spoil this wonderful time he had ALL to himself – well that, and Sam as well.

Second was he pleaded that Sam would just sleep so they could stay like that for as long as – humanly -possible.

Gabriel knew his feelings for Sam, and had known them since they had first meet - when Sam and Dean, as well as Bobby – still thought he was the Trickster.

Gabriel was unaware of Sam's feelings towards him. For all he knew Sam only tolerate him for what he had done to help him against his older brother Lucifer.

As Gabriel laid there looking at the young hunter he could hear Sam's heart beat change and as a slight panic toke over him he knew that his time of watching the young man sleep was coming to an end.

"Oh great...should I get up and move away?" Gabriel thought to himself, "Or should I see how this plays out?"

Before Gabriel could make up his mind, Sam slowly opened his eyes that stared right into Gabriel's face.