A/N: I want to start off by saying thank you. Everybody. Thank you so much for being so kind to me. And thank you so much for all of the encouragement. It really means a lot to me and I'm glad that I've got such wonderful people helping me out through all of my crap. -Pyxie xx

"Nope. No, stop that. Please. Ugh…" Sam has just stepped from the bathroom, his hands covering his eyes. "Wait until after the hunt. When we aren't in such close proximity."

Castiel blushes and looks down at the floor in embarrassment. Dean straightens himself and pulls his hands away from Cas' waist, an area he doesn't remember placing them. He glares at Sam and shakes his head. "Calm your tits, bitch."

"I-" Sam gives Dean a puzzled look, and smirks. "Alright, whatever makes you feel better." Sam walks over and claps his big brother on the back. "I'll get right on out of your hair. I'm going to go do my job. In the other room. You two...should also keep working. There's a thought. People are dying."

And with that, Sam slips out of the room and goes presumably to Cas and Gabriel's room. Slowly, Dean turns back to Cas and opens his mouth to say something.

But Castiel beats him to it. "Sam is right. People are dying. There is no time for these kinds of interests." Dean's spirit drops. "Until we're finished and the demons have been killed."

Dean grins and then gives Cas a curious look. "How did you know that demons did it?"

"You said it when you came in."

"No. I didn't." The hunter scrutinises Cas and eventually shakes his head. "Maybe I did. But either way, yeah, demons."

Castiel climbs off of the bed and looks at Dean curiously. "I'm sure you know all about exorcising demons, but…"

"It feels different. They said, 'the boy has risen'."

Gabriel appears into the room as soon as Dean has completed his sentence, eyes wide and, for a moment, fearful. And then it passes. "They said that? Do they have a name? We need to question this demon."

"We need to gank this sonuvabitch." Dean takes a step towards Gabriel, anger standing out on his face.

Gabriel raises his eyebrows. "And the person it's possessing? No, there's something it knows and I need to find out who they're talking about."

"Sam, maybe."

"Sam didn't rise; I saved him."

Castiel feels the beginning of a headache, the dull sensation of throbbing. Gabriel's voice has changed from its dull orange colour, to an onslaught of bright, loud colours. However, his sight remains unimpaired and for the time being, all is manageable.

Dean looks away from Gabriel and looks at Castiel who is slowly making his way over to the mini fridge in the room. His steps are uneven as he stumbles and opens the door to the fridge. Water is his primary goal, and then drinking the water would also be useful to his impending headache.

Dean watches carefully as Castiel chugs down the entire bottle in one go. "You doin' alright?" Of course, he knows Cas is gonna nod and proclaim fineness, but Dean already doesn't believe him. "And don't say you're fine."

Castiel turns around to send Dean a feeble glare. "Bite me."

Dean's taken aback and he looks at Gabriel for help. Gabriel just shakes his head. "Oh, Deanie. You're rubbing off on him." Then his expression goes serious. "But there's something that I should have said earlier."

Castiel pulls a bottled water out of the fridge and straightens. His eyes narrow at his brother as he unscrews the lid. "What, Gabriel?"

Instead of answering, Gabriel pulls a small glass vial out of his jacket pocket. Cas drops his bottle of water, ignoring how the water spills in a puddle around him. Ignoring how the water drenches his slacks. Inside of the small vial, there's something bright white and fluid swirling and singing.

Castiel takes a small step forwards and his fingers outstretch to reach for the vial. He doesn't quite know why, but he knows that he needs it. He knows that it's his and that he's been without it. The colours in his vision fade and vanish and he's left with plain sight. But he hardly notices.

Gabriel is saying something, but Castiel doesn't hear him. Dean's face is livid and he's reaching out to the vial to take it from Gabriel. But Castiel reaches it first. The lid opens and it flows out to envelope Cas in its bright light. It's warm and he loves it and he lets it take over his body.

And then it ends.

Castiel looks at his hands in wonder. "I wonder...For how long have you known, brother?" His voice is quiet and his eyes stay trained on his fingers.

Dean takes a small step forward, his hands raised in surrender. "Cas, buddy, how are you feeling?"

And finally, Castiel raises his eyes to meet Dean's. Dean almost steps back, setting the grace glowing in his friend's eyes. He perseveres and places his hands on both of Cas' shoulders.

"I don't know how I'm feeling..." Cas looks at the now empty vial and drops it. There's a small splash from the spilled water and Castiel raises a hand over it. The spill vanishes.

Gabriel, who has been oddly quiet, speaks up. "I've known who you were since your family brought me in, just like how they had brought me in."

Castiel barely spares Gabriel a glance, before settling down on dean's bed again. "I am the boy that has risen." He proclaims.

A/N: Not that this didn't take me four months, but it definitely took me four months... Uhm. I'm gonna try and get back into the swing of writing again. But I don't really know what's going to happen come fall since I'm taking Differential Equations, Physics 1, Biology 2, and Chem 3... Gonna be fun. That being said, I'll try to finish this up before then, along with Lucid Dreaming. Thank you all so much for being so amazing! I love you all!-PYxie