Dean's eyes turned pitch black at the perceived threat before him. Cas gripped Dean's shoulder. The demon looked to the angel and he instantly calmed, eyes returning to their usual green. Cas smiled at Dean and Dean returned it. "Aww would you look at that, you'd've thought they'd been together for years."

"Watch it short stack," Dean snarled at the archangel.

"Dean, calm down," Cas said. "That is my brother, remember."

"Cas, you have shitty family," Dean said.

"Hey, I'm right here," Gabriel whined. Gabriel's whine reminded Dean that Sam had said something moments ago. A name. Or rather a nickname.

"Did you just call him 'Gabe'?" Dean asked his brother.

"Yes?" The dazed Winchester replied. He could blame him really, his brother was alive and a demon and mated to their angel friend and now the archangel that he had feelings for wasalive as well. Sam was having a rather turbulent day.

"Sammy?" Gabriel asked. "You okay?" Gabriel knew of the shock to the system his dad had warned him Sam would get, but his idiot of a father could have thought ahead and poofed him up a little further away so he could come in when Sam had calmed down. Rather than dropping him right into the middle of a rather emotional moment for Sam. "Dad really doesn't have the best timing, does he? you'd think an omnipotent being would be better at timing, but he's terrible at it."

Whilst Gabriel had been talking he didn't notice Sam sinking to the floor and curling into a ball, neither did Dean though, so... But when they did both were instantly by his side.

"Sam? Sammy? What's wrong?" Both said.

"This-this is too much," Sam said. "You were both dead. And now you're not. ANd now I can say it. But I don't know how. I'm not good with... with.. with this. How am I even here? How are you even here? Am I dead? Is that why you're here? 'Cause you're dead too?"

"No Sammy, you're not dead," Both Gabriel and Dean said. They weren't questioning that they were completely in synch, but it seemed to be helping Sam so they were fine with it. "We're not dead either."

"Are you sure? How do you know if you're dead?" Sam asked.

"Well," Gabriel said. "Not sure about humans, or demons for that matter," He eyed Dean. "But when an angel dies they cease to exist. So I know I'm alive because I am actually here."

"Are you sure?" Sam asked, leaning slightly towards Gabriel, who had started to run a hand through Sam's hair.

"Yep," Gabriel said. "Dean's here too."

Dean placed his hand on Sam's shoulder. "I'm here Sammy, I may be different, but it's still me. I'm still Dean."

"Yeah?" Sam asked.

"Yeah," Dean confirmed. "bitch," He said, affectionately.

"Jerk," Was muttered back in a sleepy voice.

"Now gents," Crowley's voice came from behind them. "Not that this isn't heartwarming, but I do have somewhere to be, so would you mind letting me out?"

Dean turned and walked upto the Devil's Trap, careful not to step over the line. "Why should we let you go anywhere?"

"Because if you don't let me go, then Hell will fall into another civil war," Crowley said. "And if you thought the one in heaven was bad, or the one before this was bad. Then you'll have another thing coming if you let this get out of hand. Hell needs a King, and well Devil you know and all that."

Dean sighed, knowing he had a point. "Cas?" Dean asked. Cas walked up and broke the Devil's Trap, knowing that Dean didn't want to risk breaking it himself as he might end up trapping himself. As soon as the trap was broken Crowley made his exit.

Dean took Cas's hand and walked back over to Sam, who had fallen asleep with his head on Gabriel's shoulder. "I think we have a lot to talk about," Dean said.

"Yeah," Gabriel agreed. "But first we need to get Ginormo here to bed."