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So here's the next chapter, I know its short but it seemed the right place to split what I had written.

Anyway I hope you enjoy it.

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After a couple of tries Castiel managed to get his key into the lock of the office door. The fact it took him more than one go told him he was rather more drunk than he had thought, and a small voice in the back of his head ask if maybe he should leave this until the morning when he was sober. But Castiel was drunk, and as such was not going to be listening to any annoying sensible voices thank you very much.

Stumbling his way across the darkened room as he had forgotten to put the light on, he managed to get to Gabriel desk and turn on the table top light. With that on he sat down in his brother's chair and leaned back staring up at the ceiling. He couldn't believe that only a few hours ago he sat here wondering if he could get Dean to like him instead of Gabriel. But it had all been a lie. Dean had always liked him and his brother had taken him from him with some shit ass story about trying to make him jealous. The bastard that Gabriel was, he was a complete and utter… assbutt.

With that Castiel pulled himself up so he staring at the desk trying to think where Gabriel was most likely to keep the personal files. With a shrug he decided to start with the draws in the desk. Leaning forwards he pulled open the top one only to find boring paper work, he was about to close the draw when the name of the company involved caught his eye and made him frown. Because it wasn't the company he and his brother ran. Just what was Gabriel up to? With that he pulled out the papers to try and find out as much as he could about this other company. And hell did he find out a lot. It seemed theses papers were some sort of financial document, and the money they were talking about was enough to make Castiel's eyes to water. It was then he read the bottom of page, the bit that requested the signature of the CEO, the signature of Gabriel Novak.

What the freaking hell?

Castiel just stared at this bit of paper that told him his brother was CEO of a major company. Because there was no way that was true. I mean Gabriel didn't do anything but the paper work for here. Though thinking about it, there seemed to be an awful lot, more that Castiel would have supposed for their small business, so what-?

With that Castiel's eyes saw the computer on Gabriel's desk. He had originally planned to go and ask Gabriel about what Dean had said, but now one phase that sexy traitor had said rang in his head. Google your brother. What would he find if he put Gabriel Novak into the search engine? And why did Dean think he should do it? Castiel's eyes flipped from the blank computer screen to the papers in his hand until he sighed and placed the papers on the desk as he turned the computer on.

Once it was on he opened up the search engine and typed in Gabriel Novak. He was not prepared for what came up. There wasn't just a couple of companies and a Facebook page as he had dreaded there would be. No there was a whole freaking website dedicated to his portfolio. There were photos by the hundreds of him and some dark haired woman who was apparently his long term girlfriend. And there were a list of companies that listed him as a major member of the board. A massive list. It seemed his brother hand his fingers in many different pies. And all of them were very lucrative, hell he was even on the list of the hundred richest bachelors, even if he did have a girlfriend, one who it seemed was just as powerful and driven as Gabriel.

Castiel couldn't believe that this was his brother. Even if it was Gabriel in the pictures he just couldn't see it. Yes he knew his brother had a ruthless streak and could accomplish anything if he put his mind to it. It was just the Gabriel he remembered never did. He got top grades at school without any real effort, and got a scholarship to some Ivy League college just as easily. But Castiel had never thought what his brother had done with that first class education. When Gabriel had graduated Castiel was off in the air-force after all. Receiving the occasional letter from Gabriel at holidays but that was about it. They rarely spoke in the last 15 years. But why hadn't his brother told him? If not then, then now that he was back? Why was his brother keeping this from him? Was Gabriel embarrassed about him? Or was there some other reason? Castiel also realised that Gabriel did not need to start the business with him, hell he could have just brought Castiel a plane and employed him as his pilot for Christ sake, so why?

With a shake of his head and turning from the computer he had a look around the office with dazed eyes. He finally settled on the filing cabinet. There was no point asking himself these questions in the dark of the office. What he needed to do was go and ask Gabriel, after he had ripped into him about Dean.

With that he went over to the cabinet and pulled the top draw open with force, pulling out files and throwing the ones he didn't want on the floor. Gabriel could sort it out when he came in on Monday, it would serve him right. Finally after going through two out of the three draws he found what he was looking for. The home address of Gabriel Novak.