Writer's Note: I have my exams coming up in a few months so you are all going to have to be patient with me since I might update at a slow pace. But as soon as they are over and done with, I might update on a weekly or even a daily basis.

"Dean!" Sam almost yelled as he entered the motel room.

"What is it?" He heard Dean's voice from the bathroom and he was so damn close to just losing it right now.

Taking a few deep, calming breaths, he went near the bathroom, "Dean, where's my laptop?"

There was no response.

"Dean I swear to god…" Sam started off just as the bathroom door opened to reveal Dean with a towel wrapped around him.

"Well I took the liberty of keeping your laptop in my duffel and using it, since I'm in your body now and I'm pretty sure that your laptop feels more comfortable with me than it does with you," Dean stated as he mimicked Sam's words from the day before.

"It's a machine, Dean. It can't feel any emotion," Sam said angrily as he went to grab Dean's duffel.

"Well, if my Baby can feel emotions then I'm pretty sure your laptop can feel 'em too," Dean shrugged and snatched his duffel from Sam after Sam took his laptop from it.

"You know I don't like it when you use my laptop," Sam almost growled as he hugged the laptop, keeping it close to his chest.

"And you know that I don't like it when you drive my Baby," Dean replied.

The two of them kept staring at each other until there was a sound of flapping wings and Castiel appeared right in between the both of them, making them jump.

"Cas! How many times have I…." Dean started to say before he was interrupted.

"Gabriel is alive," Cas confirmed, "I met him and talked to him."

"But….how?" Sam questioned, "How is he still alive?"

Castiel shifted a little before he replied, "He was brought back by a very powerful angel."

The way Castiel said it made Dean immediately realise who that 'very powerful angel' could be. "Metatron."

"Wait what? How could Metatron bring an archangel back from the dead? Wouldn't that require god-like powers?" Sam questioned.

Castiel squirmed uncomfortably, "I don't know. I must go speak to Metatron about this."

"Hey, wait a second," Sam quickly said but the angel disappeared as quickly as he'd come, with a sound of flapping wings.

"Cas, what the hell ?!" Dean exclaimed and sighed as he sat on his bed, "Weird angel, man. I should be getting used to this stuff by now."

"Yeah, tell me about it," Sam murmured distractedly as he tried to think of all the deep crap they were about to step in or had already stepped into.

On one side was that evil bitch Abaddon and her demon followers, and on the other side was Metatron who apparently had god-like powers and a couple thousand angel followers of his own.

Great. As if their life hadn't been crappy enough already.

"So," Sam started to say after a few minutes of awkward silence, "Where do you think Cas went? Do you think he could have actually gone to meet Metatron?"

"I don't know man, maybe. But I'm thinking we've got bigger concerns," Dean said pointing to himself. As handsome as Dean was, it felt kind of weird to actually see himself from another person's view. It was a different thing to see himself in a mirror but actually seeing himself like this was really weird.

He'd already been through this during that shape shifter incident right after Jessica's death, but this was something else entirely. He felt like by being in his brother's body, he was somehow invading Sam's personal space.

Now Dean was not a huge fan of the whole personal space thing, but he understood and respected Sam's needs and boundaries for it and this felt like he was somehow crossing the line. That was what he was good at though wasn't it. Always crossing the line.

"Yeah," Sam's agreed resisting the urge to scratch his hair. They were pretty short. "We should find the trickster first."

With that, Sam immediately took out his laptop and decided to search for any signs of the trickster. If he was here and he was alive then they couldn't be the only hunters that Gabriel had a grudge against.

As Dean spotted Sam getting right onto the task of finding the trickster, he pursed his lips knowing that the real reason that he wanted to find Gabe wasn't just for the body switch. So as much as Dean hated to keep secrets from Sam, this was going to be something that he would be keeping to himself.

So Dean quickly pulled down the sleeves of his shirt to hide the bright red mark permanently burnt on his skin.

Writer's note: There is something that I've just realised. That I completely suck at writing an angst scene, so every time I try to do that, it comes out all funny instead. But don't' worry I'm going to keep on trying!