Holy crap you guys I'm soooo super sorry that it's taken this long to update. I have too many excuses and not enough apologies. So without further adu!

You know me… part one.

Sam paced the living room of Bobby's house for what felt like hours. He was losing his mind with worry. Worried that Dean was hurt or worse… Castiel never took this long for anything, especially something as important as Dean.

A strong whoosh of wings disturbed the silence behind him. "Thank God Cas…" he sighed and turned around to be face to face with a shorter man with light brown hair, a smirk pulling at his lips.

"Sorry to disappoint Sammy," Gabriel said and patted Sam's arm.

"Gabriel you're….. you… Where's Castiel and Dean?" Sam stuttered and his speech slurred as he started to get angry as the smirk had yet to leave the arch angels face.

"Don't worry about them, Dean tried to give me a shiner when he saw me but broke his hand instead!" Gabriel laughed. "And thanks for the concern by the way. I can tell you missed me."

Sam huffed crossing his arms and turned away. "Hardly." He mumbled.

Gabriel smiled again and hooked an arm with Sam's. "Don't act so mean Sammy, I'm here to help. In more ways than one… if you'd like," Gabe said wiggling his eyebrows at Sam suggestively, but before Sam could respond another strong rush of wind blew thru the tiny room and Castiel and Dean appeared, Dean swaying on his feet and Cas grasped his arm so he wouldn't fall over.

"You know how I hate flying Cas…" Dean grumbled half-heartedly and the angel rolled his eyes at him.

"Are you guys ok!" Sam rushed over to his brother but Dean brushed him off, annoyed.

"We're fine." Dean answered gruffly and trudged to the couch, sitting down tiredly. Sam still looked at him worriedly. "Seriously man, I'm just tired." He tried to reassure his brother and then turned to look at Gabriel. "Ok buddy time to spill. How're you not dead this time? I thought Lucifer ganked you for good?"

Gabriel sighed exasperated. "The big man upstairs brought me back, duh. He… forgave me since I sided with you guys in the end."

"And you just decided to show up now? Why?" Sam asked, his arms still folded across his chest defensively.

"Well, I've been sorta cut off from the angel stereo for a while but I still heard things, about the war, and my little bro Cas going up against big bad Raphael. I commend you for that by the way, but figured I'd step in to help when I found out about your little deal." Gabriel directed the end to Castiel, who only nodded in response.

"Well thanks but what the hell do we do now?" Dean said annoyed "Crowley's still alive and holding a stupid deal over Cas' head, and Raphael is still gunning for us. We've got squat!"

"Geeze someone's pms-ing." Gabe said smirking and Dean glared at him.

"Gabe, now is probably not a good time to get on his bad side…" Sam said quietly, knowing how Dean wasn't fond of being made fun of.

Dean gave his brother a questioning look at 'Gabe' but shook his head. "Whatever, just shut up; both of you. I need to think, come on Cas," Dean grumbled getting up from the couch, trudging to the stairs to get away from his annoying brother and equally annoying angel ally.

"That's a shock…" Gabe mumbled to Sam not so quietly.

"I heard that!" Dean growled and stomped up the stairs and Castiel followed him. "I swear if he wasn't going to help I'd probably kill him, AGAIN!" he growled once reaching the room he usually stayed in when at Bobby's. He threw off his jacket and what was left of his shirt.

"Being obnoxious hardly constitutes murder Dean," Cas stated as he entered the room a moment later and stopped at the door, his blue eyes wide.

Dean turned to see why the angel hadn't entered the room and caught him staring. "Cas its nothing you haven't seen before…" he said trying to sound nonchalant about it, but started feeling embarrassed as the angel had yet to avert his eyes. Instead of responding Cas took a few slow, steady steps toward him, and Dean swallowed hard.

"I'm the one who rebuilt this body, but…" Cas started to say and reached a gentle hand out to Dean's side, his other resting perfectly over the scar of his own handprint on Dean's shoulder. "I never took a proper moment to admire it…" as he said this his hand glided over smooth strong muscles and Dean's breath hitched.

"Cas…" Dean said his name on a soft moan, barely audible but for the person it was meant for. And Dean was left wondering what had happened to his hopelessly backward angel as Cas initiated their second kiss. The kiss wasn't rough or even rushed but there was a needy undertone, Cas was moving his lips against Dean's in a way that had him craving more, and elated knowing that Cas wanted to kiss him just as much. 'Maybe more?' At the thought Dean pulled away much to Castiel's surprise and a look of sadness crossed the angels face momentarily. Dean gave him a small smile, "If you keep doing that to me I won't be able to stop myself…" he said, red tingeing his cheeks. Cas squinted his eyes, his head lolling to the side and Dean's smile grew bigger, the angel was so cute when he did that. 'Damnit he's not cute!' he thought berating himself. "I need to take a shower ok…" he mumbled and moved past the angel, but stopped before crossing the hall and looked back at the other. "Cas…"

"Yes Dean?" Castiel turned, and his lips were still swollen from kissing and Dean's mind was decided.

"Do you… want to join me?" he asked quietly, now staring at Cas' dress shoes.

"Dean you know I don't require baths, my grace keeps this vessel…" Cas started to go on one of his 'I'm-an-angel-and-I'm-above-actually-taking-care-of-trivial-things-such-as-hygiene-because-i-don't-need-too' speeches but caught Dean's eye roll. "Oh…" and a blush colored his cheeks as well.

"Come on angel boy," Dean chuckled, holding a hand out to the other who took it hesitantly and was lead to the bathroom.

Sam sat at the kitchen table, one hand wrapped around a beer bottle, while propping his head up on the other, Gabriel was sitting across from him, neither was staring, but then again neither was blinking either. "So… let me get this straight," Sam started. "You've been back this whole time. And not once did you think it be… important to come and say anything?"

"Sam, sam, sam. If I had just dropped in to say hi what would you have done? Or better yet what would Dean have done? I don't think he ever got over all those Tuesdays, or when I roughed up his little angel."

"You could have told me…" Sam trailed off sounding hurt.

"Why? Oh Sammy don't tell me you've got a thing for me now?" Gabe laughed and Sam glared at him. In an instant Gabriel was leaning over his shoulder, his face within inches of Sam's. "You boys and your infatuation with angels…" Gabe smiled and kissed Sam full on the lips. Just as quick as the kiss started, it ended briefly thereafter, Gabriel giving a knowing smile and Sam looked away, now crossing his arms across his chest. "You missed me that much?" he asked quietly and Sam gave him a glance, his glare softening and he nodded. Gabe's smile softened and he gave the man a hug. "I missed you too Sammy," he whispered in his ear.

Steam filled the air of the closed bathroom, fogging the mirror, clothes left forgotten on the floor. Lips crashed together desperately, hands roaming over skin, bodies pressed together under the hot stream of water falling over them.

Dean ran his hands down Cas' arms, over the lean muscles that were hidden under the trench coat he choose to where all the time, and slowly wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him closer. "Cas… can I touch you?" he whispered and the angel nodded, Dean smiled and moved one hand further down, skimming over Cas' smooth stomach, to his sharp hipbones, following the V of them til he finally reached his destination, gently taking hold of Cas' impressive erection.

Castiel's breathe shuddered, and he buried his head into the crook of Dean's neck, kissing ever part of Dean he could reach. He was overwhelmed by the feelings swirling in his stomach, the sensations his body was feeling, but most of all he was overwhelmed by Dean. He knew every part of Dean, but at the same time didn't know anything at all, but he wanted to know. And if it took forever to learn he would gladly do it. "Dean…" he moaned softly and kissed his neck, Dean stretching his neck up so Cas could reach more. A hand gently grasped his wrist and guided it down, and he looked up into lust blown green eyes. Dean blushed under his gaze and he smiled at him, kissing his lips again as he wrapped his fingers around Dean's hard length, copying the things Dean was still doing to him. Dean groaned at the contact and kissed him hungrily. They battled for a long moment before Dean pressed him against a wall, picking up the speed of his hand and Cas moaned into his mouth. "Dean I don't know what's happening I feel…"

"Just go with it babe," he soothed, twisting his wrist and Castiel writhed against him. He moved back a step and mouthed at the angel's chest, biting playfully and Cas moaned loudly.

Castiel couldn't contain himself, the tightness in his stomach only becoming worse and he thrust his hips with the rhythm of Dean's strokes. He yelled Dean's name as he met his climax, his real voice mixing with his normal gravely one and he covered a hand to Dean's ear pressing his head to his chest.

Dean closed his eyes, reveling in the sound of Cas' voice as it hadn't hurt him and knowing he made it happen, and then was brought back as Cas hand tightened slightly around him, doing the same things he'd just done only better, he groaned and and bucked into his hand til he also came, leaning heavily on the angel. He breathed heavily, sucking in air as if it were the first time and found Cas doing the same, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He smiled and lifted his head to kiss him again. "That was awesome."

Cas gave a small smile in return, "Yes. Awesome" he said awkwardly and Dean huffed a laugh at him. They cleaned each other up, gently caressing and turned off the water, Dean opened the curtain and was greeted with broken glass from the mirror all over the floor. Cas blushed for possibly the millionth time that day and Dean couldn't help but laugh.

"Do you think they heard downstairs?" Dean asked with a slight smirk on his lips, and in an instant the glass refixed itself back into the mirror frame and Castiel groaned. "I'll take that as a yes." He laughed and stepped out grabbing some towels and wrapped one around the angel. He kissed him sweetly and smiled. He wrapped his own towel around his waist and bent to retrieve their strewn clothes; as he scooped up the trench coat the fake angel blade clattered onto the tile. He picked it up and looked at it for a long moment.

"Dean?" Cas said questioningly as Dean twirled the blade in his hand.

"Cas… I think I know a way to end this."

And the next chapter won't be such a long wait I promise. I had a stint of writers block but I'm over it now. Hope you enjoy the Sabriel! I plan to do a little extra chapter to explain some of that. ;D