Author's Note: Hey guys! Another update so soon? Yeah, I got a little bored and this chapter needed to be written so here ya go. We get to see a tiny bit of Sam/Gabriel in this chapter but not much. I do have a prequel for them so I can't reveal too much about them or there won't be a point to the prequel. Anyways, thanks for reading and remember to review. Every view and review counts.
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Chapter Seven
Castiel
The next morning we woke up early to head to the hospital. It was way earlier than our normal wake up times which resulted in a lot of stumbling around and muttered curses. Bobby, who had been up for hours, laughed when Dean fell down the stairs. Dean, predictably, growled back and launched himself to his feet again. Bobby and Ellen handed us each a donut and Dean made some coffee for the road before we left. (I got a strange look from Dean and a laugh from Ellen when I said I didn't like coffee.) Soon, we were on our way back to the hospital in Dean's car. The drive wasn't long…but I still somehow managed to fall asleep on the way there. Laughing, Dean woke me up.
"Come on sleeping beauty. We've gotta go inside to see Gabe."
"Oh. Yeah."
Dean wrapped and arm around my shoulders as we walked inside after noticing that Bobby and Ellen were nowhere to be seen. Gabe was up on the fourth floor in room 408. Dean went for the elevators at first but I steered him to the stairs…needing time before I went to see him. Lucifer had called from the hospital the previous night and said that Gabriel looked…bad. I needed time to prepare myself for that. Still, when we entered the room, Gabe was awake and he didn't look that bad. Pale, and a little worried…but not bad. Sam was curled on his right side, his head resting on Gabe's chest. Gabe was running his hand through Sam's long hair, watching the younger boy sleep and I had to smile. At my side, Dean smiled too.
"Hey Cassie." Gabe said and I rolled my eyes at the familiar nickname.
"It's Cas. Cassie is a nerdy five year old." I replied and Lucifer laughed.
"Cassie. You'll always be our Cassie."
"Whatever. How was your night?" I asked, changing the subject before they could be even more embarrassing.
"Long. The nurses kept trying to kick Sam out of my bed. I had to threaten to call Bobby before they would stop."
Lucifer scoffed. "Actually, I did call Bobby. He came down and told them to leave you guys alone."
Gabe looked affronted. "He's not supposed to know about us!"
There was a deep chuckle from the door. "You guys are not good at secret keeping. I've known about you and Sam since day one. Castiel and Dean are no better."
Dean laughed as Gabe and I gave each other identical looks of horror. "But…isn't there some policy about that?" I asked, only to get another smirk in response.
"Yeah…but it's a stupid rule and not one we're prone to listening. Not in these cases anyways. So far, they've been productive relationships. If you guys had been abusive or something to each other, we would have put a stop to it. But you've helped each other so it's okay." Ellen answered, leaning against the door.
"How've we helped each other?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow at her.
"You open each other up. When you and Sam first got here, Sam was too quiet. He didn't talk. Gabe opened him up. Sam…he gave Gabe a reason to keep going here. It's sort of the same with you and Cas…except Cas keeps you calm. Steady."
I thought about that while Dean pulled back to his side. It was true, actually. Just last week, Dean and one of the neighbor boys had gotten into a fight and I'd been able to calm him down relatively quickly. Sam insisted that it had never been done before and that I was some kind of angel. If the kid really knew me…he'd know that I'm definitely not an angel.
"Can we shut up? I'm sleeping here." Sam's groggy voice said and we laughed.
"Wake up my Sammich. I want to see your beautiful face."
Sam grinned, opening his eyes to look at Gabe. "Someone's feeling better." He commented.
"I am. Which reminds me. The next time you apologize for something that isn't your fault, I'm going to kiss you senseless. You hear me?"
"Yes Gabe."
"Good."
Gabe kissed Sam's forehead and then grinned around at the rest of us. By the window, Lucifer rolled his eyes. As we stood, talking quietly, someone entered the room behind Bobby and Ellen. Michael. Our eldest brother. Only a year or two older than Balthazar, he'd escaped to college right after our parents' died…leaving us with an abusive asshole. He'd never looked back…or called or even checked on us. Immediately Lucifer and I went to stand in front of Gabe's bed, identical looks of anger on our faces.
"What are you doing here?" Lucifer asked, his voice deceptively calm.
"I heard what happened. I just…I just wanted to check on you guys."
"You lost that right when you left us with Balthazar."
"What do you mean? He…I didn't…"
"You left us with Balthazar. You didn't even bother to check on us after you ran off to college! We spent a fucking year and a half being beaten and…and worse by him. There was no one to fucking help us and you ran off!" Lucifer was practically yelling now, his face lit up with fury I'd never seen there before.
"Luc…I did check up on you guys. Tried at least. Balthazar wouldn't answer the door when I came…he'd never answer the phone. I…I even tried calling the police but he fooled them. I never fucking gave up on you guys! When I heard you were in a foster home, I searched for you guys for months before Cas got taken too and I found out who his social worker was."
I was flabbergasted. We'd thought Michael had left us behind…that he didn't care. Was it at all possible that he had? That we was just as much of a victim to Balthazar's shit as we were? I glanced at Lucifer to my brother struggling to understand it just as much as I was. Behind us, Gabe coughed and asked us to move aside. Still holding Sam, he stared at our brother for a long moment before speaking…