Everyone sorry it has been so long since I have last updated. My family had kicked me out and I was homeless for more ten a couple months, then was able to get a job. And now I have a good home with friends. So hopefully things will continue to get better as well, and hoping to update more offin as well.

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This was bata by Nathy

Gabriel

Gabriel could tell just by looking at the both of them, that they were wondering what was up with this so called case.

"What's the catch?" Dean voiced the what Gabriel was previously thinking. His tone showing that he obviously did not trust this possible case that was being told to them.

"Oh Dean-O, why would you think that it would have a catch?" He asked in a playful tone of voice, acting as normal as he could, so the brothers wouldn't be allarmed by to act quickly and normally – for him - so they would not catch on.

"Oh, I don't know." Dean started mimicking Gabriel's usual tone, "Maybe because it's coming from you". Dean spatted the last part out angrily glaring at the archangel.

Sam interjected, "Dean! Gabriel is only trying to help here, so try not be such an asshole."

"What? Now, you're taking his side?" Dean snapped glaring at his younger brother. Through gritted teeth he asked, "Or have you forgotten everything he has done – you know the endless Tuesdays, or dare I say it – TV land. I mean come on, Sammy! How can anyone trust him, let alone you for that matter?" Dean said waving a hand at Gabriel's direction.

Gabriel shrugged – although it went unnoticed. The archangel had a lot of followers – well, Loki did – but that was still a part of him. In Gabriel's eyes they were still his followers, who blindly would jump of a skyscraper or kill their loved ones to worship him, the archangel had never asked for such a thing, but the humans don't read God wishes as well as their closest children.

In Gabriel's eyes they were his followers, who would even jump off a skyscraper, or sacrifice their loved ones – though Gabriel never asked for such things he always had told himself – just to please him.

"First of all, its Sam not Sammy", said Sam sighing at his brother, bringing Gabriel out of his stuppor. The archangel rose an eyebrow surprised that so far Sam hadn't prevent him from the nickname as he had just done with his brother, Dean narrowed his eyes in knowledge and was about to say something as Sam continued.

"And to answer you. No, I have not forgotten what happened with the endless Tuesdays nor TV land. But have you forgotten what happened at Elysian Fields Hotel?" asked Sam as his voice grew by the minute, a mix of anger and guilt could be heard.

Gabriel wished to wrap his arms around the younger hunter, Sam had never blamed him for what Lucifer had done.

Sure Gabriel had only really been awake for a short time – but even when his brother stabbed him, Gabriel never felt any anger for either Winchester for what he had chosen to do for them.

He felt the pain in his grace as he looked upon Sam's face knowing that the young hunter blamed himself for what Gabriel's dick of an older brother had done. Gabriel was not sure how he could really express his thoughts to the younger man though.

Gritting his teeth Dean said, "No I have not, that still does not fully make up for the things he has done before in the past, and who's to say we can even really trust him at all?" Slamming the gun down on the table making it shake due to the force. "And why are you fine with him calling you Sammy, and not your own fucking brother?" he yelled glaring more deadly at Sam then Gabriel had ever seen before.

"Why fight him about it? You know that all angels, demons, you name it – they will just keep giving us nicknames, so why fight them – you know Gabriel could bet us bloody if he wanted to with a flick of his wrist. I'm not seeing the point in fighting a losing battle over a nickname", Sam replied simply.

Gabriel was starting to not like were this was going, he could feel the distrust growing between the two brothers – knowing that they both were right with their own arguments.

He was about to step in and stop the both of them before they said or did something that they would later regret – Castiel returned obviously picking up on the tension in the room right away.

"I see that you have told them of this case that needs their attention currently", Castiel said in a inquiring tone of voice looking between the three of them his eyes landing on Gabriel only after hovering on Dean's.

"Not all of it", Gabriel said a little relived to see his baby brother. "I only got to the part were they need to protected some people", he said giving Cas a little wink, "from Crowley. That's as far as I was able to get."

Castiel nodded his head taking in all of what his brother had told him and trying to think of the best way to word what needed to be said.

"Gabriel is right, we need the two of you to protected these people from Crowley", Castiel said still not obviously wanting to lie to his friends – and his little crush for that matter.

"I hate to be a Debby-Downer here", Sam cut in, "but why would Crowley even be interested in theses people that you both have now mentioned?"

The corners of Gabriel's lips twitched – this was just one of the many reasons that he liked the kid.

Gabriel knew of Sam's education, and his intelligence – sure Dean was smart when it came to cars, cheep beer, woman, street fighting, and pron.

Sam on the other hand was book smart, good with a computer, and was able to read between the lines.

Looking at Sam – who's hair was still moist, "Well kiddo it seems this little click knows more then they would be willing to let on to anyone", he said taking a bit out of his colorful lollipop that he had just been holding.

"And were would this "click", as you put it", Dean said air quoting around the would click, "even be located?" He asked taring his gaze from Castiel's to glare at Gabriel.

"The Big Apple", Gabriel said excitedly as he seemed to glow with delight – even his grace seemed to jump at the thought of returning to one of his favorite playgrounds.

It had been sometime since he had last been in New York – the last time he was there was when Lady Liberty was first going up. Oh how much fun Gabriel had when he added his own little touches here and there.

Gabriel remembered how people always asked if there was anything writing in the book she was holding and were told that there was none – oh how wrong they were.

Long ago – back when it was first being made – Gabriel toke it upon himself to add to the book his own cooking tips, and the best way to give someone of the opposite – or even the same - sex the best orgasm that would rock their tiny little wolds.

Smirking at the memory and the thought he could pop in to see if it was all still there he heard Rena's voice, "You really so did not do that...right?"

He shock his head very slightly not catching anyones attention, "Oh little Rena, there is so much more I've done then that, you should see what I did to the Eiffel tower", he thought wiggling his eyebrows.

"I don't want to even know...I think I'm going to drown myself in ice cream...", then her presence was gone from his mind, only making him grin more broadly.

He focused his attention back on Sam and noticed that his face went stone cold, Dean's on the other hand lost most color and went dark, wail Cas just let out a deep heavy sigh.

Feeling a little left out he asked, "What? Was its something I said?" Looking between the three of them completely lost.

Letting out a painful sigh Sam said, "Last time Dean and myself were in New York – to sum it up for you, Zachariah set us both up with fake memory's and last names to work in this hunted company. Dean was the Director of Sales & Marketing, and I was -".

Dean chimed in smiling at the memory, "A tech support, who had to wear this short sleeve yellow shirt and so brought out the nerd look for him."

Sam glared at his brother when he had to remember that dealt about the shirt, only to make Dean's cockiness grow at the memory.

Raising his eyebrows at the thought of Sam in a yellow t-shirt, possible looking more like a nerd that he really was – though that was just another thing that Gabriel loved about him, "Why Sammy you in yellow? I'd love to see that", wiggling his eyebrows in a playful manner.

Rolling his eyes Sam continued, "In the end it was hunted by a past owner who killed those that slacked of during their job", he said leaning forward locking eyes with Gabriel for a second.

Sam

"Other then playing goo-goo-eyes with my baby brother, Sammy", Lucifer went on, "You really might want to ask what's really might be up with these so called people", Lucifer pointed out air quoiting around the word "people" as his gaze shifted from Gabriel back to Sam.

Ignoring the Devil as Sam asked, "So we go to New York, find these so called people then what? How do we even save them? And are they even going to want are help?"

After a moment Sam noticed there Gabriel's face flushed, Sam was not really sure if it was another one of Lucifer's illusions or if he was seeing right.

He wanted to ask Gabriel what was currently on his mind at that very moment that would having him look the way he did, but he thought better of it.

"Oh lookie here, baby brother is in fact hiding something from you – like I had told you Sammy-kins", Lucifer said in a mocking, but playful kind of voice.

Sam's eyes darted over to Lucifer for a splitting second before he looked back to Gabriel.

"Well kiddo you'll just have to take a chance here and try. Its not like I would lie to you about this kind of thing – no real need to, won't you say?" Gabriel said putting the sucker in his mouth and taking a bit.

Sighing heavily, "Give us time to pack are stuff and talk it through." Sam said getting up from the bed as it creaked from the loss of the wight.

"Alright Sasquatch", Gabriel said taking the sucker out of his mouth the color in his face slowly returning to normal.

Sam bent down to pick up his duffle bag to pack up his belongings when he started to feel a sicking feeling deep in his soul toughing him down wards.

Putting his hand to his forehead as he staggered and in a very tired voice he said trying to keep his eyes open, "Dean..."

Dean looked up towards him, "Sammy, what's wrong?" His voice showed a deep fear.

Before Sam could say or do anything he fell to his knees and onto the ground as the room started to darkened all around him.

He could hear Dean yelling his name with worry and fear, Castiel's even had the sound of someone who was worried for him, wail Lucifer's was in a joyful sound.

"Oh Sammy-kins what's wrong? Am I finally getting to you?" Lucifer said as though he was talking to a little child. "Oh how sweet."

The one voice that Sam hung onto the most was Gabriel's who kept yelling his name over and over again – and rather then his nickname he was saying "Sam, SAM, SAM!?".

That was the last thing that Sam remembered hearing as everything went dark all round him and all sound faded to nothing.