In Heaven an Angel stood, his vessel newly repaired. In front of him (Angels have no gender, although the vessel was male so we shall use male pronouns) stood a scruffy man in a rough brown suit. The Angel, or Archangel as he truly was, stared at the man before him as if he was unsure who it was.

Suddenly, his eyes widened as he realised who the man was. "Father?" The Archangel asked, shock and surprise causing his voice to shake over the word.

"Yes, Gabriel," The man, or God said.

"Why did you bring me back?" Gabriel, for that was the name of the archangel, asked.

"I have brought you back because you deserve so much more, my son," God told him.

Gabriel was speechless and could only stare at the father he thought was dead. God smiled wanly at him. "I have a task for you."

"Yes, whatever you need," Gabriel said, all too happy to help his father.

"I need you to infiltrate the story that Metatron is writing, he is making it seem to Castiel as if you have returned. I wish for you to hint at that story being completely made up. Irrelevant to the path Castiel must follow. Whilst you are doing this I want you to hint at your actually being alive, without saying it outright."

"Why can't I tell Cassie I'm alive?" Gabriel asked.

"Because, the world, Castiel and the Winchesters are not ready for your return," God answered. "Once you have done this I want you to keep a low profile, adopt another identity if you must, just do not make it obvious that you have returned."

"I understand," Gabriel said. "When can I return?"

"You will know when it is time for your return," God said vaguely.

"Dad, you never were good at the religious signs... a burning bush, really?" Gabriel said.

"Oh alright," Chuck, as that was the human name God had adopted, aid. "How about I'll let you know in person when you can return to Sam."

Gabriel's eyes widened. "Sam!" He all but yelled. "My Samsquatch is probably dying inside, he's lost me and he lost Jess and his mom and everyone else, you can't keep me away from him!"

"Sam will be fine," Chuck assured. "He has Dean and Castiel and whatever short relationships he has had in the time since your death."

"How long has it been?" Gabriel demanded.

"Well-"

"HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?" Gabriel yelled, his three sets of golden wings spreading out behind him as they gained a physical presence. His fists clenched at his sides.

"4 years!" Chuck said rapidly, he may be God but he was still terrified of shows of power.

Gabriel slumped, his wings drooping into a messy pile of golden feathers. "Sammy's been without me for 4 years."

"It's alright Gabe," Chuck said, patting his son's shoulder. "Sam's fine."

After the mission Gabriel had to do for his father he laid low for a while, letting the world inclose around him. Often he felt a tug towards his mate, pulling him from massive piles of sweets or minor pranks. He wasn't allowed to do anything that would draw attention t himself, so he just served up his "just desserts" in ways that could be considered natural, or normal.

Everyday he felt Sam's presence and everyday it grew harder to ignore. It was on the day that Sam was feeling the most distressed that Chuck appeared before Gabriel. "Is it time?" the archangel asked.

"Almost, I would like to talk before I send you off though," Chuck said.

"Alright," Gabriel said, he was in a four star hotel with expensive sofas and gorgeous bedding. "Take a seat." He gestured to the sofa opposite him.

"Thank you," Chuck said before lounging in the seat. "Got any whiskey?"

"Fresh out, sorry," Gabriel said.

"Never mind," Chuck then conjured a glass of whiskey. "Would you like one?" Gabriel nodded and Chuck conjured a second glass. Gabriel took it.

After a beat of silence, Gabriel asked; "What did you want to talk about?"

"Dean," God said, for he was slipping back into a more formal persona.

"Dean?" Gabriel asked.

"Yes, the older Winchester has found himself in a spot of trouble" God said.

"You mean that he's the new knight of hell?"

"Yes," Chuck said, slipping back into a less formal persona. "He's got himself all high and mighty about being this great being, sorry he will and you will need to cure him when this happens, I'm sorry to say this, but it won't help much, it'll just show him the mistakes he's made."

"What do you mean he will?" Gabriel asked, tilting his head in a way reminiscent to Castiel.

"Oh, he's only just been turned into a demon, he won't go completely dark side for quite some time now," Chuck said, he checked his watch. "Right, it's about time you went to your mate, don't distress him though, he's had quite a lot of shocks today." God snapped his fingers and Gabriel appeared in the middle of a rather intimate looking moment. He was stood not far from Cas and Dean, who were embracing each other. He was next to Sam.

"I'm your Knight in Devil horns," Dean whispered into Cas's ear. Gabriel chuckled. All eyes turned to him.

"Gabe?" Sam asked.

"Hiya Sammy, Dean-o!"