"Crowley..." Gabriel mumbled, narrowing his now black soulless eyes at him. "Oi! Gabe! Long time, no see? You should have finished already. Lucifer won't be happy with this." Crowley replied raising his arms in a grand gesture and smiled wide.
Dean took a battle stance and clenched his fists, his lips tightening into a thin white line. Sam reached behind him and soundlessly slid a sharp jagged knife from the back of his pants and held it just behind his thigh, out of sight. Castiel stood perfectly erect, and hung his hands at his sides looking bored, but only Gabriel could see his jaw was clenched and his muscles in his arms were pulled taut. Gabriel smiled to himself despite of everything; everyone still did the same thing in the face of a threat.
"I was actually just getting to that," Gabriel said, standing from the bed and walking to stand next to Crowley. All eyes followed his careful and precise movements as he crossed the expanse of the room. "You see, I know that my brother's probably angry at me for drawing this out. But, I really don't care." He whispered in Crowley's ear. "The way I see it though, is that, I can either allow Luci to continue to be a little tyrant, or I can shove him back in that damned cage of his!" He yelled, his eyes blazing black with fury.
"So that's what you want to do, huh?" Crowley said with a smug smile moving across his lips. "Well. Then you're going to need the rings of the four horsemen of the apocalypse. I understand that Sam and Dean have already gotten three, correct?" Dean nodded along with him, confusion painted clearly on his face, his eyebrows furrowing with concentration. "Well, I know where to find Death, as a matter of fact." Crowley finished, raising his eyebrows as if expecting joyous cheers and applause, but he was met with only silence.
"Well, Mr. High and Mighty if you know where Death is why don't you go and get his ring for us?" Dean said his tone ice cold. Sam smiled to himself and Castiel gazed at Dean, pride on his face. "W-well... You see it's not that easy," Crowley began his voice fumbling. "I see exactly how it is, Crowley. You know where Death is, but you are too afraid to retrieve the ring." Cas said, stepping in. His deep voice was alarmingly accusatory. "Remind me not to piss you off, Cas." Dean took a step back falling back into his place.
Crowley stood there looking defeated, when he finally said, "Alright! I will find the ring. And you will owe me when I get it. I'm going to be the key to putting Lucifer back where he belongs!" And with that he was gone, only the faint smell of mold left to tell that he had been there.
"Well. I guess that means we're putting an end to the apocalypse!" Dean said clapping his hands together, "Better pack up." He began loading up their weaponry into their duffle bags, handling several for moments longer than others. "Dean. We can't just pack up and leave. We do not know where we are going and Lucifer isn't going to go back into his cage willingly. He'll need a push." Cas said his voice reverberating around the room.
"I'll gladly push him in as hard as I can." Gabe said raising his hand. "I hate that bastard probably more than anyone else in here. He killed me." Sam sat there twiddling his thumbs awkwardly. "I could always just say yes…" He said staring at the floor. "Sam, what do you mean, say yes?" Castiel asked his eyebrows furrowing. "Sam… No…" Dean whimpered, his eyes falling and his hands clenching.
"I can just let Lucifer in," Sam said standing up and looking Gabriel in his eyes. "I am supposed to play my part. Aren't I?"