Chapter 7

"Gabriel?" Dean said, still not over the shock. The damn Archangel survives, yet again.

"I expected a more welcoming reaction. God, what is it with you Winchesters and your coldness?" He said, sarcastically.

"You kept killing Dean over and over and trapped me in a Tuesday time loop, then killed Dean for real!" Sam spoke.

"But then I died for your sins. By my own brother."

"I mean, yeah, you did go on a suicide mission, and we thank you for that, but I'm still not over your whole TV land. It scarred me for life! And nutcracker, seriously?!" Dean huffed.

"That was fun."

"Well anyway, how are you here?"

"To be very honest, eve though I rarely am, I have no idea. First I was stabbed with an Archangel Blade, then I was lying on an empty road."

"And what exactly are you doing here?"

"I'm here to help my little bro of course! Am I not allowed to help out a brother?" Gabriel crossed his arms.

"Not if he doesn't want to."

"Of course he does! Look, I can't repair the damage in his mind, but what I can do is heal his wounds. It will save you guys a lot of time."

"Thanks, I guess." Sam said.

"Wait, you trust this guy? He practically tried to kill us! He even killed me!" Dean cut him off.

"Deano, as you understand, I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing this for my brother. So shut your cakehole and let me help my brother, whether you like it or not." All humour was erased from Gabriel's expression. He was actually scary now.

Dean stopped talking. Gabriel moved forward to his brother, who was unconscious. He carefully placed a hand on his back and closed his eyes. A light started coming out, going in Cas' body.

"You may or may not want to shield your eyes." Dean and Sam did as they were told. After the light was gone, Sam and Dean removed their hands. Gabriel abruptly stopped, and stumbled backwards a bit.

"Whoa, he is too damaged. I'm gonna have to heal him multiple times if we want him to actually be able to move and then heal the last of his wounds completely."

"Why can't you just heal him completely right now?" Dean asked.

"Because then you would have two unconscious Angels in the room."

"I don't see this a problem. Can't you hear him three times now, and two times later? Besides, I don't see you being weak right now."

"Dean, I don't think this is a good idea." Sam said.

"Dude, after causing us hell, you own us this."

"Again, I am doing this for Castiel and not you, but you do have a point. Fine. Expect me to wake up in a few hours after getting this weak." Gabriel sighed. He once again walked over to Cas. The brothers immediately shielded their eyes, and waited for the light to fade away. Once it did, Gabriel stumbled backwards, panting.

"I'm good, if anyone's wondering." Gabriel healed Cas one final time, with much more difficulty. Finally, once he was done, he instantly fell down, unconscious, managing to hit his head on the side of the bed. Dean winced at the Archangel saying a mere 'ouch' before falling into oblivion. His head started bleeding a bit, staining the floor.

"Oh great, he hit his head. He isn't waking up anytime soon." Dean sighed. Sam walked over to Cas, who was still unconscious, and checked his wounds.

Most of them were already healed, aside from the burns and deep cuts from the Angel Blade.

"Now we wait."

The next morning, Dean ran up to the room to find Cas groaning.

"Hey, buddy. How do you feel?" He smiled.

"D-Dean?" He managed to say.

"Yeah, it's me. How are ya?"

"I don't know. What happened? Why is Gabriel on the floor? Where's Sam-"

"Easy there, one question at a time. You were tortured by Lucifer and his demons, remember anything?"

Cas closed his eyes, trying to remember.

"Not really. It's all just a blur."

"Maybe it's your mind's way of blocking it away. Like Sam's mental wall."

"Why is my brother on the floor? I thought he was dead."

"I literally have no idea how he came back. Neither does he. But he healed you. Kind of. That's why he's unconscious."

"Then why is he laying on a pool of blood?"

Dean looked at Gabriel. He had bled out a small puddle of blood, staining his hair.

"Ouch, how is he going to get all of that blood off his hair?"

"Where's Sam?"

"Sam is still sleeping. We better not wake him up now, though. Let's let him sleep. He's been through a lot. Can you stand?"

"I don't know." Cas tried to move, but winced instead.

"Apparently not yet. No worries, I'll just wake up Gabriel to heal you a bit."

"How much did you make him heal me? He looks pretty off."

"He owes us, after what he did to me and Sam."

Cas shrugged his shoulders.

"You think he'll wake up?" Dean asked. Cas squinted his eyes.

"I don't know. Try to."

Dean walked over to the Archangel, and kneeled down next to him.

"Archangel, are you still with us?" He shook his shoulder. No response. Dean shook it harder.

"Hey!" Soon, Gabriel opened his eyes, and focused around. He was clearly off of it, he wasn't focusing around, just fluttering his eyes. Dean lightly slapped him on the cheek to gain his attention.

"You okay?"

"Dean, heyy." He managed to say, with a smirk.

"You think you can still heal Cas?"

"I don't know. I don't think so. Maybe later." He said, closing his eyes.

"Hey! We made a deal, Archangel!"

"And I am too weak to continue the deal right now, Hunter!"

"Well, you can clearly talk, so I don't think you're too weak."

"Dean, leave him alone." Cas said. Dean looked at his friend.

"Cas, he needs to heal you."

"Later. He needs rest."

"And resting on the floor wasn't fun, jerk. Oh, is that blood?" Gabriel said, looking down. "My hair!" He jolted up. Dean also got up.

"You people and your hair. Seriously, you remind me of Sam."

"Shut up, Dino."

"Whatever. I'm going to go wake up Sam." Dean exited the room. Gabriel looked at Cas.

"You alright there?" Gabriel asked.

"I'll be fine."

"No, you won't. Why would Luci do this to you? I've never seen him go crazy on an Angel before."

"I don't know why. He just wanted information about the Winchesters. I didn't give him any."

"Isn't that always the case..."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing." Gabriel looked out of the window, and looked something dark.

"What is that?" He asked. Soon, a black smoke could be seen.

"Cassie, watch out!" Gabriel barely had time to tackle Cas onto the ground before a black smoke broke though the window, soon followed by some demons possessing humans leaped in through the broken window. They started punching Gabriel, and dragged him away from Castiel, which they knocked unconscious. Then they took them both and left.

Dean went inside Sam's room. He silently walked over to him, and blasted the alarm clock. Sam jolted awake and grabbed his gun, aiming directly at Dean, but once realizing it was him, he let the gun down.

"Rise and shine, Sammy!"

Sam winced at the familiar phrase. "Please don't say that, Dean. I've heard that phrase at least 100 times." Sam huffed.

"Sorry. So, Cas woke up. He's definitely feeling a lot better than the last time we saw him."

"And Gabriel?"

"He's woken up. He still felt a little down but he'll be fine. He's an Archangel."

Suddenly, Dean heard a crash.

"What was that?!"

Dean rushed for his gun, while Sam jolted out of the bed and grabbed his. They ran upstairs and opened the door, pointing their guns. Dean rushed inside and found the room empty.

"Cas?! Cas! Gabriel!"

All of a sudden, a black smoke leaped out from behind the closet, trying to attack either of the Winchesters, but couldn't possess them due to their anti possession tattoos, so it fled out of the broken window.

"That's where they got in from. I think they have Cas and Gabriel." Sam said.

"Damn it!" Dean threw his gun to the ground in frustration.

"You think it's Lucifer?"

"I don't know." Dean said, running a hand through his hair. "I really don't know."

"Back to square one, are we?"