Hello my darlings. I would like to thank thefriendlyguy63 and greenpineapple for the lovely reviews.

So here is the next chapter, I'm in a sappyish mood and listening to Metallica, so be warned. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Gabriel had everything he had ever wanted, well almost everything, he had the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful woman he had ever met as his wife, he ran a chain of highly successful restaurants, and his name was banded around with the best in his business, hell he had even appeared on a couple of cooking shows and been such a hit the network were after him to do a whole series, but… something was missing. Well more than one thing, but he and Kali were working on the second. It wasn't like he could snap his fingers and she would be pregnant after all, these things take time, and hey he wasn't complaining, he enjoyed the trying and all. But no, the problem was, despite all his fame and acclaim, he missed his bakery. Yes he got to write the menus for the restaurants he now owed, but firstly no pastry chef had yet been able to do his dessert creations complete justice, and second, well when people go to a restaurant the main was the dish they were really interested in. Not the dessert. And yet, desserts were still where his heart truly lay. Then there was the fact that managing all these restaurants was more paper work than actual cooking. God he missed his kitchen where he could put in his hair grips and sing One Direction without a million questions being fired at him or the staff looking at him as if he was a god or something. The admiration really killed the buzz, you know? (Well no, but I'll take you word for it my dear.)

And so there was just something off with his new life. But he had accepted that he would have to give up some things when he came here. He could do it, it would be fine. He would survive. And let's be honest he really didn't have that much to complain about after all. He had everything he ever wanted and more… it was just, hell the Chinese where right, be careful what you wish for, you might get it. (Got to love a proverb.)

Kali of course wasn't stupid. She knew that she and Gabriel were good, they were perfect, even their arguments were perfect for Christ sake. But she knew, that something wasn't right with her husband. He was not completely happy, and she couldn't have that. She loved Gabriel more than anything else in the world, and as he would give up everything for her, she would do the same for him. It fact she had come to a decision. It would be difficult, and complicated, but they could make it work. And she would happily do it for her husband. (Ah bless, but tell me, have you ever heard of the word compromise? Just a thought.)

That was how, one evening, when Gabriel came in with shadows under his eyes from his inability to sleep, mainly from the restlessness he found at his fingers itching to get creating but not being allowed (that's me when I can't write), Kali greeted him with a smile and glass of good wine before guiding him to a chair and sitting across from him.

"Kali-ko, what's going on?" Gabriel asked suddenly going on alert, she had that we need to talk face. Oh god she wasn't going to leave him was she? He couldn't take that. Hell no, he wouldn't let that happen. (Chill Gabriel, Kali is not leaving you. trust me.)

"Calm down Gabe. I'm not going anywhere without you." Kali replied being able to read her husband with ease. She couldn't believe that he had actually though that she could leave him now. That he still wasn't completely sure she was his. Because she was, with all her heart. (Bless you, you're all gooey and sweet.)

"What does that mean?" Gabriel asked now confused. Okay maybe he slightly overacted when he thought she was leaving him (slightly?) but now he had no idea what was going on. Because there was definitely something she wanted to tell him, and yep, she was drinking so it wasn't that he was going to become a father.

"You're not happy." Kali stated simply smiling at the love of her life.

"What? No I'm fine-" Gabriel started to protest sitting up in his chair to make it more believable, and it was the truth, he was fine, it was just…

"Gabriel Novak do not lie to me." Kali interrupted sternly giving him a look he imaged she would give their child if they ever misbehaved, he briefly felt sorry for that child, because let's be honest it was going to be his. As such, it probably would be getting that look a lot. But anyway that look made him want to protest that he wasn't lying, even if he was, slightly, but then Kali held up her hand and gave him another look, one he knew better than to argue with. (Well done for learning that Gabriel, you will go far my son.)

"No, you listen for once. I know you're not happy, so I've been thinking, and I have come up with a way I can run my business from that town Castiel and Dean live in as well as you being able to manage the restaurants. It might take some juggling but it will work. So we can go back and you can have your bakery again." Kali explained with smile as if she had just given him Christmas making Gabriel smile in return, though his was more a fond one filled with love for the woman who would do that for him.

"I don't want to go back Kali." He said shaking his head and leaning forwards so he could take her hands in his. And he didn't. He loved New York. It was the place for him.

"Then what do you want Gabe?" Kali aske confused now. She knew that he was missing something in his life, and from how much he cooked when he was at home she was sure it was the bakery. Though she had to say her staff loved that he was cooking so much at home, every day she would bring in a new cake or treat of some sort for them to eat.

"I want to bake. I want to be able to create all the crazy desserts and cakes that come into my mind. To the level I can, and want, to bake them that." Gabriel replied trying to explain what it was he was feeling. Not that there was any real solution to the problem he knew. It wasn't like he could appoint himself pastry chef in one the restaurants or anything. That would never work, he knew he had tried it. (Oh bless you Gabriel, there must be some solution, oh yes there is, and I know it as I'm writing it. Yeah.)

"Then do it." Kali stated as if it was that simple. Which to her it really was.

"What open a high class bakery in New York? I don't want to be running round making celebrities wedding cakes, I have enough of that already." Gabriel replied with disbelief. The amount of people he had wanting him to make their special cakes after their wedding was rather alarming, and that wasn't really what he wanted to do. He wanted to make more than just pretty cakes.

"Then open a restaurant." Kali suggested with a shrug. Yes okay it may be a slightly strange idea, but if anyone could make it work it would be her husband. She was pretty sure he could do anything if he put his mind to it. Hell he got her back after she had resolutely decided that was never going to happen after all. (So very true my dear. Nothing is impossible unless you believe it to be so.)

"What a restaurant that just serves desserts?" Gabriel asked in disbelief, because really, who would go to place like that? (Me, me, I would. Love dessert I do.)

"Why not?" Kali replied with a shrug and a challenge in her eye that made Gabriel sit back and think, it was then that he remembered his dream from so long ago, to have a pastry business called Heaven's Delights. But could he make that business into a restaurant though? (Hell yeah you can babe.)

"Hu, why not indeed? Heaven's Delights re-imaged." He finally said when he realised that there really was only one way to find out. And that was to give it a go. (Yeah.)

"Exactly." Kali replied with a smile as the name she had not heard spoken in over 15 years once again passed the man she loved lips.

"I love you Kali Novak, have I told you that?" Gabriel asked leaning forwards and grabbing her and pulling so she was now sitting in his lap.

"Not in the last hour, no." Kali replied with a smile for her husband, the love of her life.

"Well I do." Gabriel replied softly as he lowered his lips to his wife's and kissed her with all the feeling and passion he held for her in his heart.

And that was how Heaven's Delights was created. A restaurant that served the best desserts, pastries and cakes in the whole of New York, if not the USA. It became an instant success, its head chef and primary creator already being known and loved by New York's elite. And Gabriel, well he finally found that thing that was missing from his life. Oh he still created the menus for the restaurants once owed by Shiva and now his, but he hired someone else to do the paper work for him. As such those restaurants had never been so well run, and Gabriel got to once again put in his butterfly hair clips and sing along to One Direction (and various other slightly dubiously upbeat music, I'm pretty sure a bit of Cher and Abba slipped into his playlist on some days) in his own kitchen, and while yes he had staff, he chose young, up and coming potential that he could train and release into the world. Those with a certain panache. As such they accepted the eccentricity of their boss, anything for a chance to work with the great Gabriel Novak. The best pastry chef in a generation. Hell he got awards and Michelin stars to prove it.