Hello again my dears. I would like to thank Little Cinch for the review. I would also like to thank those of you who have followed and favoured since my last update.

So here we are, time to see how it goes with Gabriel and Castiel, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Reaching the coordinates of the address he had found for his brother Castiel sneered at the large electronic fence and gate. He betted his brother had cameras everywhere as well. Good they would capture their 'talk'. With that he ran at the fence and threw himself up as far as he could. He then pulled himself to the top and flipped over and landed on the other side in a crouch. A smile on his lips, he hadn't done that in a while after all, he stood and brushed himself down before sauntering across the grass making sure he keep an eye out for any security guards his brother might have. He didn't see any, which was good, he would prefer not to have to knock them out just because Gabriel had pissed him off. It wouldn't really be fair to them after all.

Making his way to the big white double doors he raised his eyebrows. Damn theses doors where nearly larger than his kitchen. With a shake of his head to remove the thought he considered the bell, but then decided to go for the more physically satisfying solution and banged his fist against the wood. He repeated this until he heard a yell of "I'm coming." from inside. Satisfied that he would soon be getting answers he stood back and crossed his arms.

"Hello Gabriel." He said when his brother, who had obviously just got out of bed, opened the door.

"Cassie, what are you doing here?" Gabriel asked, his brothers voice waking like nothing else could. What the hell was going on?

"Good question." Castiel replied and then he pulled back his arm and punched Gabriel square on the jaw, making his brother swear blue murder as he rubbed the place his blow had landed, before Gabriel turned back to him to see that Castiel had once again crossed his arms and was glaring at him.

"Yeah, I probably deserved that." Gabriel finally said in a conversational tone.

"Probably? Definitely you assbutt." Castiel growled at him. Probably my ass.

"Yeah, okay your right. Though I have to ask. What exactly that was for?" Gabriel asked trying to work out exactly what it was his brother punching him for. After all there was a bit of list he guessed.

"Why is there more than one reason I would punch you?" Castiel asked trying for an innocence which didn't fool Gabriel for a second.

"Probably." He replied in a clam voice as he crossed his arms and leant against the doorframe, time to have this out then he guessed.

"Definitely." Castiel growled narrowing his eyes at his brother's Casual attitude. If Gabriel wasn't careful he would be meeting Castiel's fist again, and soon.

"So you going to punch me again, or do you want to come in and talk?" Gabriel asked in a friendly tone moving so Castiel could just walk in if he wished.

"I want answers Gabriel, and I want them now." Castiel snapped. He was not going to be schmoozed into being nice to his brother, no way, not tonight.

"Then ask the questions Cassie." Gabriel said with a sigh. How was he supposed to tell his brother anything unless he knew what it was he wanted to know?

"Why didn't you tell me the truth of who you are?" Castiel asked trying to keep himself as calm as his brother was. He could do this without going into a rage. It would be fine.

"I'm your big brother. That's the truth." Gabriel replied without blinking an eye. His brother was playing his game now, and he would win.

"You are also a millionaire who has a list of companies a mile long." Castiel snarled at him, though all Gabriel did was shrug as he answered.

"That's not who I am Castiel, that's what I do. And I damn good at it, hence the money."

"So why didn't you tell me that?" Castiel asked when he realised that actually his brother might have a point with that, damn him.

"I wanted to Cassie, I really did. I wanted to buy you a plane and set you up in your own place, but would you have taken that from me? Hell if I had told you the truth would you even have agreed to go into the business with me?" Gabriel asked in return. He had reasons for everything he had done, and almost all of them were right, almost all of them.

"I don't need charity." Castiel growled at the suggestion of his brother putting him up and give him a plane making Gabriel roll his eyes at his stupidity.

"It's not charity Castiel. It's my way of helping my brother." He answered starting to let his exasperation with this conversation show.

"And Dean, was that your way of helping to?" Castiel asked glaring for all he was worth. Because if he was truthful that was what hurt the most. It wasn't the secrets his brother had kept about what he did or how much money he had, those Castiel knew he could and would understand after he calmed down a bit. But what Gabriel did with Dean was inexcusable in his mind. He played with Castiel's feelings as if he was a puppet on a freaking string.

"What do you know?" Gabriel asked warily, for they were now approaching the one thing that in retrospect Gabriel was not so proud of. And he had no reasonable excuse for. Not one that Castiel would accept, hell Gabriel wasn't sure he accepted it anymore and it was his excuse.

"That you dating Dean was all a lie." Castiel stated in a steady voice after taking a deep breath. If he wanted answers from Gabriel he would need to stay calm.

"It was." Gabriel replied. With a nod. He wasn't going to lie about it anymore.

"Why?" Castiel asked and though he tried to hide it Gabriel heard the hurt in his voice. Oh god what the hell had he done to his little brother?

"I thought if you saw him with me you would realise how you felt about him and not just use him for a night's entertainment." Gabriel finally replied with honesty. He really wanted Castiel to understand his reasoning, even of it was seriously flawed.

"What the hell are you talking about Gabriel?" Castiel snapped. I mean why on earth would Gabriel think he would use Dean for just a night? If nothing else he was teaching the guy to fly, he would be seeing him on a weekly frigging basis. Not exactly one night stand material.

"I'm talking about you Cassie. I have set you up with loads of nice guys, and yet every one of them you used for sex and nothing more. You need someone Cassie, someone who will show you you aren't alone." Gabriel snapped back. Two could play this game, and when Gabriel found himself in the wrong he always defended himself that much more. It was the way he was. Sorry was not a word he uttered.

"I'm fine as I am Gabriel." Castiel replied anger starting to once again course through him.

"No Castiel, you're not. But fine. I give up. If you can't see the writing on the wall I'm certainly not going to spell it out for you. Anymore questions?" Gabriel growled in his low controlled tone which would send most people running, but Castiel was not most people. And as such he stood his ground, though he wouldn't argue with his brother anymore. But he would walk away with his head held high thank you very much.

"No." he replied firmly as his fists clenched out of sight.

At his response Gabriel closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He couldn't treat his brother like one of his errand employees. He was his brother. Breathing out slowly he opened his eyes and spoke again in a calmer, friendlier voice.

"Then do you want to come in and met my better half? We've got a spare room or 12 if you want to stay the night."

"No. goodbye Gabriel." Castiel replied and with that he turned and walked off down Gabriel's drive.

"Cassie, where are you going? Castiel." Gabriel yelled after him. It was like one in the morning, what was his brother thinking? He lived the other side of town and it wasn't like there were many taxi's in this area.

But Castiel ignored him and continued walking. Leaving his brother behind him screaming his name. Once he got back to the fence he climbed back over it and made his way back to his small shitty one bed apartment, stopping only to buy a bottle of the strongest liquor the 24 hours off-licence had.

He was going to get shit-faced and forget all about his brother and all about Dean. He just couldn't deal with this crap anymore tonight.