Sam was trying not to think of the fact Benny had returned later on in the Hotel Room. Everytime he thought he rid his mind of that abomination Cas and Dean would go on a conversation about how he got out. Personally he didn't care how that son of a bitch got out. He was unhappy he was out. He tried changing the subject, "So guys. What are we going to do about Ariel and Metatron? We can't stay in the dark forever."

Dean glanced at him from his bed, "I don't know Sammy. I just really don't know this time. Cas was sitting in a chair at the table as well as Sam with a serious look on his face,

"Dean that angel has my grace and essence. You better put her number on speed dial because whatever happens to it happens to me."

"How does that whole thing work anyways?" Sam asked.

"If Ariel drops the necklace in water, I drown. If she drops it in fire, I burn. End of Story."

"That is inhuman." Dean muttered.

"You're telling me." Cas retorted taking a sip of his water bottle.

"Do we have any leads on them? Is there a way we can find them?" Sam questioned. His green eyes were blazing with curiousity and worry.

Cas shook his head, "The only way to find them is to speak to an archangel."

"We can't do that!" Dean exclaimed throwing his hands up in the air, "Raphael and Gabriel are dead, and Lucifer and Michael are out of the question."

Castiel grinned and Dean furrowed his brow, "Why are you so cheerful?"

"Gabriel's not dead."

Sam raised his eyebrows, "What!?"

Dean gulped, "What do you mean not dead?"

Cas glared at him, "I mean he's alive you idiot."

Dean looked down at his feet. Cas stood up, "Are we going to go ask him for help or do I have too?"

Sam shook his head, "No I'm coming as well."

Dean nodded, "We're all going. We're a family."

Cas smiled slightly then grabbed a few bags, Let's go."

Halfway through driving across state Dean began to wonder, "Cas, how the hell do you know he is alive? Why didn't you tell us? And how do you know where he lives?"

Cas breathed in deeply, "In answer to you first question angels know when another angel is dead. We feel them die in our hearts. Gabriel was not one of the decseased. In answer to your second question, I didn't have time. If you didn't notice I was to busy being evil and being controlled by Naomi."

Dean laughed, "Well okay your evil highness, but how do you know where he lives?"

Cas sighed, "Don't be mad but this is where I think he is. The last time I checked he was laying low in this part of the state. Listen, it's the only lead we got we might as well take it."

Dean shrugged, "Whatever man."

Sam leaned back to look at Cas in the back seat. He was wearing one of his plaid button up shirts while his other clothes were in the wash. He was about to ask him a question but noticing him looking so comfortable and worn out he decided not to.

After a few minutes he was fast asleep in the back. Dean smiled, "Poor man deserves the rest."

Sam chuckled, "Yeah I guess."

After a moment of silence Dean asked, "How you feeling Sam?"

Sam shrugged, "Fine. Normal actually, for once."

"Really?" Dean asked relieved.

Sam grinned at his own reassurance, "Yeah I'm great. I am no longer a weak broken man."

Dean nodded, "I'm glad Sammy."

The pulled into a house in the middle of no where right where Cas had directed them. "Wake up angel." Dean said sarcastically.

Cas jumped nearly hitting his head on the roof of the car. He got out and stood beside the winchesters who glanced at him and asked in unison,"Ready?"

He nodded as the three closed in on the door of the house. Cas knocked cautiously. The door creaked open like it wasn't locked. Dean pushed through the door followed by Cas and Sam. It was like a gust of wind in their face. Metatron was standing in the middle of the room and Sam and Dean were immediately grabbed by angels with knife's held threateningly at each of their throats.

"Hello Castiel." Metatron greeted slyly. Cas glared at him,
"What do you want?"

Metatron didn't answer his question. "Just out of curiousity, if just now you had to choose which winchester to save from a sudden death which one would it be?"

"You're sick!" Dean cried with the knife pressed tighter on his neck so he would shut up. Metatron laughed, "Just joking of course."

Cas glared at him nearing closer, "What do you want Metatron?"

Metatron backed up with a smirk on his face, "Ariel come out here please."

Sam and Dean exchanged glanced with each other when the familiar red haired angel walked out of a dark hallway with Cas' grace dangling in her hand. Castiel began backing up. Metatron grinned, "Hey Cas, if I kill the winchesters you get your grace back, If I don't you die and you never get your grace back."

Cas tightened his fist, "Go to hell."

Metatron grew a smug smile, "I'm guessing that means no. Ariel darling?"
Ariel nodded as if they had rehearsed this as she walked over to a table with a cup of water on it. She gingerly dropped the necklace into it. Cas immediately fell to the floor coughing up water. Dean and Sam struggled with horrified looks on their face. They couldn't let this happen to Cas. Not like this. Cas was already rolling around on the floor with water splurring out his mouth. Dean didn't want to watch. It was sickening.

Metatron glanced at Dean and Sam with a big smile, "I'll save him if you agree to never try to find me again and don't bother with my plans."

"Yes! Just stop!" Dean yelled as Cas finally fell limpon the floor.

"Oops." Metatron gestured to Ariel who grabbed the necklace out of the water. Cas wasn't moving anymore though. Dean gasped, "No...no no no no no..."

Sam gulped. His angel let him go and he slowly kneeled down next to Cas. Dean ran to his side as soon as the angel let him free.

"Goodbye forever!" Metatron called as he headed out the door. Sam began pumping on Cas' chest. It was barely any use. Dean looked up at him worried, "CPR?"

"I think he's gone Dean." Sam whispered.

"No." Dean said out flatly. He grabbed Cas' limp arm shaking it, "Come on Cas! Wake up like you always do!"

Suddenly a girl the he recognized came running through the doors of a hallway. "Meg!?" Sam exclaimed in sudden shock. Dean stared at her,

"But you...crowley...the knife...you..."

"Move out of the way dumbasses." She pushed past them beginning to rapidly pump on Cas' chest. She put her mouth to his and blew in air. She was performing CPR and she knew exactly how to do it! She pumped faster on his chest until finally he began coughing redfaced. He spat out water all over the floor and looked up at Meg and smiled. She grinned pulling him into a hug. He laughed, "I thought you were dead."

She pulled away smiling, "We still needed to order that Pizza." Cas blushed.

Dean coughed, "Cas...Buddy are you okay?"

Sam sat next to the fallen angel with watering green eyes. They had almost lost a brother. A friend. They had lost to many people.

Cas was nodding as he laid back down on the wooden floor, "Drowning sucks just for your information."

"Cas...we promised we wouldn't look for Metatron when we saved you." Sam muttered.

"I know I was in the room, " Cas started, "I was to busy drowning to notice where the bastard went."

"He's gone" Meg said, "I doubt we'll seen him again soon.

"What happened to the whole Gabriel idea?" Dean asked.

Cas slowly stood up helped by the winchesters and the female demon. He shook their grasps off, "Really guys I'm okay," He glanced at Dean, "He's somewhere in this house."

"And he didn't help you?" Dean asked horrified. Cas shook his head, "Maybe he didn't hear us."

"He's upstairs." Meg grumbled.

Dean raised an eyebrow, "What the hell are you doing here anyways?"

"Trying to find Cas actually," Meg retorted making Dean flinch. "I thought the first person he would come to would be his big brother archangel."

Meg patted Cas on the shoulder, "Follow me guys."

The three followed her up a long flight over creaky wooden stairs. There were about three doors and she pointed to the one at the end of the corridor. "I'll be downstairs when you guys want to come talk to me." When Sam and Dean didn't answer she muttered, "At least Cas will."

Dean slowly opened the wooden door and Gabriel was there swirling around in a rolling chair. When he saw them a wide smirk grew on his face, "Miss me boys?"