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Okay, he would have followed Sam but he couldn't resist going to check up on Dean and Cas. He could see how close Dean was and a smile curled his lips as he flicked on all the lights and flung the door open causing a gust of wind to blow the blanket they were under across the room. Dean shouted furiously as he slammed the door shut so hard it broke, fell off its hinges and landed at his feet. Gabriel laughed so hard he doubled over tumbling through the wall and into Sam's room. "What did you do now?" Sam asked, not even looking up from the laptop.

"Nothing." Gabriel hummed as he reached over to touch Sam's laptop making the site Sam had been studying disappear.

"Gabe." Sam sighed. Dean barged in the door, fuming with a blanket tied haphazardly around his waist.

"If you don't get your angel in line..." Dean snarled. Gabriel caused a gust of wind making the sheet around the elder Winchester fly up, and flashing Dean's self proclaimed perky ass to all the people in the parking lot. Dean's face turned purple as he slammed the door shut so hard the thick wood cracked, luckily for him this time, it didn't fall off its hinges. Dean rounded on Sam who had yet to look up from his laptop despite its blank screen.

"You'll what Dean? Kill me?" Gabriel cackled. "Just try." Sam shut his eyes and Gabriel wanted to kick himself for once again hurting Sam by saying something so senseless.

"Do you have anything on the save-ghost-angel's-ass front?" Dean asked looking hard at Sam like he was forcing himself to ignore Gabriel. Sam looked at his brother finally.

"Shut up Dean." Gabriel said suddenly as he looked around trying to find the source of the sudden darkness. Sam and Dean seemed totally unaware of the eerie lack of lighting so Gabe assumed it must be something going on in the ghostly plane.

"I'm going to wring your little neck." Dean snarled, definitely unaware of the nearly pitch blackness of the room. Maybe he was going blind, maybe he was passing out. But he felt fine, if a little cold.

"Shut up!" Gabriel hissed again, not able to see the brothers anymore as the room became icy cold.

"What's happening?" Dean's voice asked.

"We should leave." Cas said.

"What's happening?" Dean asked urgently.

"I am no longer an angel so I do not know." Cas growled. "But I have the sense to know that something is wrong." Castiel said.

"Sammy! Get your ass out here." Dean called from outside the room. The door slammed before Sam could follow and he was trapped alone in the battle of ghosts. Gabe's power had been slowly weakening due to the extended effort he gave to talk to Sam.

"Dear Gabe." Sam mumbled sounding small and scared. The room was cold as ice as wind billowed about, crashing anything breakable and buffeting Sam terribly. Gabe looked around desperately, trying to spot the ghost causing the mess. "Ever since I realized you were here I was too scared to pray to you. Now that you can answer, it's so much harder. It's like I'm being crushed every time you talk to me. I need you Gabe. I need you to be here, and to hold me, and to tell me everything is going to be okay. I need to see your face and to touch you and I can't. Knowing I can't hurts so much. I feel so guilty and it's worse because I can't see you, so it just seems fake. Like I'm making you up. Like you're this wonderful dream that I'm scared to wake up from. If I bring you back, what if something goes wrong and you're gone for good? It would be all my fault." Sam mumbled. Prayers gave Gabe strength and he swelled with a need to protect his little Sammy. He looked around; using every ounce of power he had left from every prayer he'd received to light up the room with blinding intensity. He spotted the ghost, looking old as time, dark as night, and angry as fury. Gabriel flapped over to it, extending his golden wings and looking as threatening as he could. He floated closer and closer, growing brighter and brighter as he did until he was standing directly in front of the puny human ghost. He reached out and crushed the corrupted soul in his hands, watching his light destroy the darkness and cause a sudden warmth to flood the room. The wind stopped, dropping everything it had been tossing about the room and the door swung open revealing Dean who seemed to have been pulling desperately on the door.

"Sammy? Can you hear me?" Gabe's power was fading, he'd spent too much casting away the.

"Gabe?" Sam murmured. His laptop screen lit up revealing typing, the only way Gabe could talk to him as his power ebbed away.

I know you found the spell Sammy

Sam tried to look brave but Gabe could see the fear in him.

I need you to cast it now

Sam, however, didn't have the ingredients. Gabe saw Sam's resistance and knew he had to reassure Sammy.

Look moose, I know you're scared but you have to do it now

Sam looked dismayed.

Ok babe I can only do so much here

Sam looked at the line before sitting back with a confused expression. Gabriel gathered up the last of his power, flapped his wings hard and shot off to gather the ingredients. When he'd gotten the lot of them, he dropped them on the end of Sam's bed as his power drained quickly. Sam would have to cast the spell quickly if Gabriel had any chance of coming back from the dead. The remnants of his angel power were leaving him; soon he'd be just an ordinary ghost. If they were to bring him back after that he'd just be a human, no longer a power arch angel capable of protecting Sam like he needed to be protected. Dean and Cas looked worried like Sam was deranged as Sam began hurriedly combining the mysteriously materialized ingredients. When it was done Sam put his hands over the flame finishing the spell before stepping back and shutting his eyes.

"Sam?" Dean asked.

"Shut your eyes." Sam said. Dean opened his mouth to say something but Cas covered his eyes and shut his own as silence descended on them. Gabriel felt all his power flow back into him. Gabriel's pure blinding soul shot off in search of his old vessel, his true form breaking all the windows and causing Sam to brighten hopefully.

"Gabe?" Sam asked hesitantly without response. "Gabe?" Sam asked a little louder. Still nothing. Sam's face fell.