Sam stood in a room like a CEO's office, his huge white hawk wings were out. He was deeply confused, the last thing he remembered was walking to the Mystery Shack to hang out with Dipper. Now he was in unfamiliar surroundings; the walls were grey, and the room was empty, say for a potted plant in one corner, and a desk at the end of the room.

"Samuel."

Sam spun around and was faced with another angel. He was wearing a black and white suit, making him look like he held a position of authority. On his back, there was a set of white wings, that looked like a sparrows.

"Um..hi."

"Hello, I take it you're wondering why you're here."

"I am. I'm guessing that since I was abducted by another angel that it must be important."

The other angel carried himself to Samuel with a demeanor that gave a sense that he was in charge here.

"That's a good guess. Before I tell you anything else, I want to know, what do you see around you?"

The angel made a gesture to the room.

"I see an office. Why do you ask?"

"Everyone sees something unique here, I'm always curious as to what it is with another person. This is a sideways dimension. It's a place where I can meet with other angels, and we can observe different universes."

"Got it, so who are you?"

He looked directly at Sam and sent a telepathic message. Sam then felt something in his head, it was like the psychic ideal of this person, it wasn't a name that he was called, it was who he was. This was how angels communicate, they didn't have their own language, they use the psychic ideal of things and people to describe what they are trying to convey. After it, Sam's legs wobbled a little.

"Sorry, I suppose you've probably gotten used to assigning things meanings through sound waves. If you must address me in that manner, then I was always fond of the name, Jack." Sam gathered his composer.

"Okay Jack, so why am I here?"

Jack didn't move an inch, but a wall of glass appeared in the middle of the room. From the other side, Dipper, Mabel, and Trixie could be seen being attacked by fallen angels.

"Guys! I have to help them, how do I get out of here?"

"You are not to interfere."

"What?"

Sam was completely dumbs-truck, perhaps he hadn't heard him right.

"You're not suppose to interfere. That's a direct order from up top. The big man himself is telling you not to get involved. You are to stay out of it, and let what happens, happen."

"What's going to happen to my friends?"

"They'll die."

Now Sam was panicking.

"Is there anything I can do to save them?"

Jacks voice was calm and without concern.

"He always gives us a choice, Sam."

He raised his hand, and a portal to Sam's friends appeared.

"You can disobey him."

"What?!"

"I'm saying, that you can go against a direct order, and save your friends, but you know what happens if you do. Make up your mind fast, looks like they're about to kill em. Are you willing to fall, to save them?"

There was a moment of complete blankness in Sams mind, then his eyes started to glow, electricity arced along his fingers, and the white on every feather of his wings faded out and became black.

Dipper, Mabel, and Trixie

They had been at the Mystery Shack playing when they were attacked, there was no one there: Stan was buying groceries, Wendy and Soos had the day off, and since the Shack was out of the way, no random people would be around to see anything. They had put up a fight, but against these many, the three children couldn't hold their own. Now they were unable to run and their attackers were about to strike. One with claws like knives lounged at them, and the kids instinctively came together in a hug goodbye to each other.

"HROARR!"

The three knew that crazy battle cry anywhere, they looked expecting to see Sam berserking, but what they saw was a figure with a body like polished black metal and black hawk wings, destroying the demons. One of the fallen pleaded with the ferocious now demon.

"We're on your side! St-"

He was cut off when Sam ripped him in two and he turned into black smoke. The rest of the demons were defeated with fire, ice, flashes of turquoise light, and Wrath. The eyes of the now fallen angel were burning with light but soon it faded away, and his body turned back to normal. Sam stood before his friends, ashamed to let them see his wings.

"S-Sammy?"

All of them were shocked at what they were looking at, on who they were looking at. Trixie was particularly heart broken by this, she had lost half of her family to darkness, and now it appeared that another one was claimed. This feeling of shock and grief was over faster than it started, for Sams wings started to glow and white returned to every feather on them.

"What in the name of the Eternal Dad?"

Sam tan his fingers along a line of his feathers, absolutely amazed and perturbed that they were white again. All of their attention was drawn away from this though, when they heard an unseen presences laughing hysterically.

"Who's there?"

A sense of tranquillity filled the area around them, then it seemed to be drawn into one spot, and a man of medium height and build appeared before them. He had light blond hair and blue eyes, was dressed very simply. The quality that really gathered the kids attention was the huge white swan wings on his back, that had a slight metallic luster to them. The way he spoke to them was how one would speak to a friend.

"Do you really think that Dad would put you through all that with them, then just order you to let them die?"

Sam starred at him thinking that he seemed very familiar, then something popped up inside his head.

"Gabriel?"

His friends turned to him.

"Who?"
Sam had gotten down on his knees and bowed the stranger, while he bowed, he filled them in.

"Archangel of hope, ruler of the second plane of heaven, master of the element of air, and chief of all messenger angels."

Dipper fallowed Sams example, and bowed to the great archangel. Trixie wasn't sure what was going on.

"Oh, um..."*Waves*"Hi?"

"Hello."*Waves back*

"Um...sir?"

Sam rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Why did my wings turn white again? I'm not ungrateful that it happened, but I don't understand."

The feathers on Gabriel's wings shifted positions slightly as he turned to Sam.

"Because Dad planned for this."

Confusion was apparent on Sam's face.

"The demons?"

"They work for us, not all demons are bad, you know this better than most people. Your friends were never in real danger, and you shouldn't have to worry, they won't bother you. Though they might be a little mad about how ruff you were, they knew what they were in for."

"But doesn't disobeying mark me as the enemy?"

Gabriel walked up to Sam, he had a very charming smile that implied that he was slightly amused.

"Not necessarily. Don't you remember our story, Sammy? The traitor and his army entered heaven, and intended to fight our Dad. Then Dad ordered every angel to stand aside and let his first born come, he was going to take care of it. But me and my siblings wouldn't obey him. We were weak then, and there was only seven of us against an army, but we would rather die then not at least try to defend our Dad. He ordered us to get out of the way, or we would be killed. All seven of us said "No way" and Dad just laughed. He said that if we loved him so much that we would disobey his order and die facing an army because of it, then he wasn't going to let us die. He raised us and made us powerful. We were rewarded for our rebellion and made into seven archangels. Together, we were strong enough to kick the Morning Star and his forces right out of heaven."

*All of them excluding Sam*"Wow."

Trixie was particularly touched.

"That's a nice story."

"You should remember it Trixie. Sam told you it when he was comforting you about your mother."

"You Saw that?"

Gabriel got a mischievous smile.

"I might have been peakin."

Trixie whispered to Sam.

"So I be grateful that an angel is spying on me, or weirded out?"

Gabriel suddenly appeared beside them.

"Neither, and before you ask, I have very good hearing. I was told by one of my brothers, that it was going to be adorable. You are all adorable."

Dipper instinctively got defensive.

"I'M-"

"Not adorable. You're manly as heck, Dipper!"

Gabriel gave Dipper a pat on the back. Dipper felt pretty proud that an archangel believed that.

"Thanks. People need to say that more often."

Gabriel chuckled.

"Yes they do! And I wasn't spying on you Trixie, I was spying on Sam. He's become like a celebrity up stairs. I mean, being best friends to Dipper, he's involved in all kinds of adventurers. Just being associated with Mabel, he gets wrapped up in the hilariousness of it all. He's become like a big brother to a fairy who's almost as powerful as Lilith. He's also soul mates with a demonness, do you know how rare it is for angels to have a mate? And then it turns out that his love is on the other side, that's some grade-A drama right there. And to top it all off, our Eternal Dad actually wanted him to rebel against his orders, and after he did, he had his position restored. Heaven's a buzz with talk about you Sammy. It's obvious that Dads got BIG plans for you."

"What plans?"

"He won't tell anyone, that's how you know it's going to be HUGE." *Winks*

Trixie looked from the archangel to Sam and back to the archangel, a little flabbergasted at what she'd just heard.

"Wow." Sam on the other hand was laughing.

"Haha! That certainly sounds like him. So why are you here anyway?"

Gabriel smiled pleasantly.

"A message."

"Which is?"

"Dad says: Keep fighting for the reasons you're fighting, don't be in this battle just for me, be in it for them. Your rebellion marked you as almost ready."

"Almost me ready for what?"

"He won't say."

Dipper wasn't entirely convinced that this was all Gabriel knew, or suspected. He asked his own question.

"Can't you make a educated guess?"

"Yes, I can."

"...But you're not going to, are you?"

"Nope. Because if I'm right, it would spoil a HUGE surprise."*Winks*

A/N: Sorry if any of this seemed a little rushed. I don't really have an excuse. Anyway, Sam's going to deal with Azazel in the next chapter, for those of you who were looking forward to that.