Just to clarify, Sam the Demon is not Sam Winchester. I was thinking about bring him back though. Just have to figure out how. Lol.

Also, Mike is not Michael the Arc Angel. He, along with Sam, is still in the cage.

Thanks for the review. Sorry if this makes anyone sad.

Dean ran to Mike the moment his legs started working again. There was blood everywhere. Mike watched Dean as tried to stop the bleeding, but it was useless. Dean knew that for a fact and was having Déjà vu of when Sam was stabbed in the back. Dean looked at Mike's face and could see fear, pain, and hurt in his eyes. But he also saw something that tore at him, acceptance. As if Mike accepted that he was stabbed and was going to die.

"No. You can't die. You have to fight this," said Dean. But all he got back in return was a look of confusion on Mike's face. "You can't die. I'm supposed to protect you."

"Really Deano? Do you not pay attention, like, at all?"

Dean turned to see Gabriel standing on the side walk. "Help him you dick! He's your friend, so help him." Dean realized how tore up he sounded and that he had a tear rolling down his cheek. 'Why am I crying for someone I don't even know?' Dean asked himself.

Gabriel sighed. "I can't you idiot. The Demons told you that they put up a barrier that keeps me out." Recognition flashed across Dean's face. "Now he remembers. Now will you please pick Mike up and bring him over here so I can get your asses out of here?"

Dean looked at Mike again. "I'm sorry if I hurt you okay? I will do my best not to."

Mike just nodded in response. Doing anything else hurt too much. So Dean did his best to cover the wound and still keep Mike covered as he gingerly picked him up off of the ground and carried him over to Gabriel. Once on the side walk, Gabriel snapped his fingers and Dean found himself in Lisa's living room. Unfortunately for Lisa, she was in the room when the three of them appeared causing her to scream and to faint into the chair she was currently sitting in.

"You couldn't see that someone was in the room?" Dean asked angrily.

"She'll live," said Gabriel. "Now are you going to put Mike down or are you going to take him upstairs and have sex with him?" Gabriel had a huge smirk on his face and even wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.

"I think you've have one too many flights. It's starting to mess with you brain. Plus Mike is still bleeding. Heal him now."

"Touchy are we? And now I will not heal him. He can heal himself."

"What are you talking about Gabriel? He is still bleeding all over the place. Plus I saw the bruises when I found him in that room. If he could heal himself, I doubt he would have let them stay on his skin."

"Mike, why what are you waiting for?" asked Gabriel as he ignored what Dean had said all together. "What aren't you healing yourself?"…."What do you mean you can't?" Dean looked between Gabriel and Mike and realized that Gabriel must be reading Mike's mind. "Yeah that would do it I guess. But the bruises are gone. How did that happen?"

Dean looked down and saw that they were in fact gone. "That's not possible."

"But how…Oh."

"What?" asked Dean to Gabriel.

"Nothing."

"Didn't sound like nothing. Now tell me right now what the fuck is going on."

Gabriel pondered that for a second, "Only if you kiss him."

Whatever Dean had been thinking that Gabriel would say, that was far from it. "Excuse me?"

"You want to know what is going on and you want him to stop bleeding all over the couch right?" Dean nodded his head and had a facial expression that said 'DUH you idiot'. "Well then I want you to kiss Mike. It's the only way."

Dean could see turmoil in Gabriel's eyes. He didn't want Dean to kiss Mike. He probably didn't even want Dean on the same planet as Mike. But God wanted it and what God wants, he probably gets.

"Why do I have to kiss Mike and how will that get him to stop bleeding?"

"Gabriel don't" said Mike. "Dean I don't want you to kiss me. Gabriel's just being stupid."

"Why don't I believe you?"

"Because I'm not lying," said Gabriel in a way that made Dean feel stupid for even thinking that Mike could be telling the truth about this. Gabriel walked up to the couch Dean had set Mike down on and knelt beside him. "Mike you need to stop bleeding, before you actually look like your dead. You're losing too much blood that I don't know how long it will take for the gift I gave you to revive you and heal you all the way."

"It's okay. I'm used to it." Dean could see a tear run down Mike's face.

"Just heal him already," Dean yelled. "Why are you making him suffer even more?"

"Because I can't Dean. Father won't let me. But here is something I can do."

"Gabriel," Mike sobbed. "Please don't."

Gabriel sighed. "I have to. It will help you get better faster."

Mike shock his head as tears poured down his face. "Please don't. Dean don't let…" But it was too late. Gabriel already touched his forehead and Mike's eyes closed.

"What did you do to him you bastard?" Dean screamed.

Before Gabriel could respond, Lisa started to stir. "What, what's going on? Who are you and what happened to me?"

"Lisa, this is Gabriel. As in the Arc Angel. And I believe you know Mike who is and he is currently bleeding to all over your sofa because he was stabbed in the back and this idiot here says that he won't help him." That last part was said with as much venom as Dean could muster. "Now tell me what you did to him right before she woke up."

"I stopped his heart," Gabriel said reluctantly.

"You WHAT?" yelled Dean. "How could you do that?"

"It was the only way I could help end his suffering since you weren't going to do what I asked. That would have sped up his healing process immensely since it probably would have helped him tap into his gift like he did when you carried him down the stairs. But no, you couldn't do it. So I did the only thing I fucking could to help my friend.

I am really starting to get why no one likes you. It was always fun picking on you and watching you squirm. I had many laughs at your expense. But you know that. But I refuse to you play judge and jury when it comes to his" Gabriel pointed at Mie, "safety and well-being. You know what? I'm going. Call me when you revives. Which, if you haven't been paying attention, is what he will do and no I don't know how long.

He has the gift of healing and wound that is physical, mental, and spiritual. Father wants you to help him master his gifts. Right now though, I really wish he had chosen Bobby instead. Or even brought back Sam and have him do it. Hell, I'd even take Bella. But no, he chose you. Something I don't think I will ever understand." With that Gabriel disappeared.

Lisa and Dean both stood there in shock at what Gabriel had to say. Dean looked at Mike on the couch. He looked so peacefully even though he was wrapped only in a sheet. Wait. He isn't wearing anything. Dean looked up and said, "Gabriel. Could you at least give him something to wear?" Dean should have expected what happened next. Next thing he knew, the warmth of his clothes were gone except for his underwear. "Dick."