Chapter 6

Title: how to get resurrected 101

Fandom: Supernatural

Paring(s): equal parts Sam/ Gabriel and Dean/Castiel

A/N: I am so sorry it has been so long since I updated this but life has gotten in the way also so sorry that I haven't updated this so if this chapter is short I apologies for that to (I write these things before I write the actual story so...) also love to all those who reviewed if you didn't I love you anyway for reading! But seriously review it makes me write faster! Also, I suck at writing summaries so if you have any suggestion for a revised summery for this story please tell me.

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Last time:

When Sam woke the next morning it was to the sound of his brother clumsily falling over as one of his legs refused to go through his pant leg causing him to have to hop around on one foot. Snickering slightly at the sight Sam started to get up before he felt a sharp and painful tug at his hip and everything came back like a freight train to the face. Sam collapsed back onto his pillows deciding that he was going to sleep until everything went away or more specifically until two certain archangels went away one was about to bring on the end of the world and the other was just really annoying. But alas Sam knew he couldn't stay in bed today because Dean and him had decided to go to Bobby's. 'THWAP' A pillow hit Sam in the face.

Dean looked over at his brother who appeared to be trying to faze himself out of reality through sheer force of will, Dean just couldn't allow that so picking up the nearest object, that wouldn't cause his brother grieves bodily harm, he chucked it at his brothers head smirking as the pillow hit its intended target.

"Get up lazy bones you need to pack up" was all Dean said ignoring Sam's glare completely.

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Sam just groaned and covered his head with the pillow Dean had thrown at him. Kicking his feet like a toddler Sam whined "but I don't wana' get up." peeking out from under the pillow shooting Dean a puppy dog look.

"Come on Sam we really need to go to Bobby's and research this whole tethering thing!" Sam sat up in bed slightly confused

"Didn't Gabriel already answer all our questions about that?"

"Do you really trust his word?" Sam just shrugged in response having a flash back to his dream (the bad part of it) and how Gabriel had saved him from his own mind. Sighing Sam got up and dressed, most of his stuff had already been packed up and thrown into the car.

Walking out of the hotel with their last couple of bags Sam and Dean got into the beauty of a car and drove off in the direction of Bobby Singers house.

(yah here's a line, have a cookie.)

Dean heaved a heavy sigh as he walked through town. It had been three days since him and Sam had gotten to bobby's and they still hadn't found diddly squat about angel tethering. Not that surprising seeing as there where only like three or four of them ever in history but one would thing that living to be over nine hundred year old with out being an evil age sucking witch would leave some kind of evidence.

Deans thoughts where running amuck in his head today so he had taken a walk to clear his head but to be perfectly honest it wasn't working so well. It just gave his feet something to do while he brooded.

'Why can't we find anything I mean come on there must be some trace. Some small shred of something that proves (or disproves) what the angels told me and Sammy!'

Dean absently scratched at his hand print scar as he thought about Castiel and Gabriel. Looking up at the cloudless sky Dean contemplated calling Cas' after all he hadn't seen his since the night all of this went down and Dean was starting to miss the angel (even if he refused to properly admit it to himself)

It was brisk out and there where not yet many leaves scattered about on the ground but on the trees none of them where green either so it was nice out but in his absent minded storming out of the house dean had forgotten his trade mark leather jacket and was shivering slightly every time a breeze blew through his thin shirt.

Dean looked behind him towards Bobby's house, only glancing once more at the sky before he started to head back to his home away for 'car' (because let face it baby had always been his home) This mind drifted to thoughts of Cas' and other angel related things as he walked. Thinking about Castiel took his mind off of everything else and he found himself calming down at the thought of his angelic friend.

(awkwardly in history class supposedly typing up notes. The kid behind me is giving me funny looks)

Sam was attempting relaxing back into bobby's rather uncomfortable couch, as he pondered on his brothers recent behavior. Dean had been grumpy to put it lightly. Always going on and on about how they shouldn't trust Gabriel and how Cas' had just agreed with the arch angels and blah blah blah blah blah... Sam sighed, listening to his brother rant about not trusting Gabe' certainly didn't make Sam want to mention that Gabe' had been helping him sleep every knight. Talking to him in his dreams and changing them when they where nightmares. As much as Sam hated to admit it (eve to himself) Gabe' made him feel safe.

As he thought about their current situation a strange but probable thought popped into his head that made him chuckle. Maybe Dean had been so grumpy because he felt like The arch angel was taking up all of Castiel's time and making him not pay any attention to the human. As he thought on it more and more the thought became more and more plausible to him until he was almost certain that Deans fowl mood stemmed from missing his best (and only) friend.

Right as Sam finally reached this conclusion Dean walked back into Bobby's house shivering slightly.

A/N2: umm... it's shorter than I want it to be but it seemed like a good place to stop it and I'm already working on the next chapter so expect that soonish. Review for me pwees