Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural but it would be fun to though.

Warning: Wincest! Sam/Dean/Cas. Angel Love. Some language, graphic imagery. Sexual Content. Lots and lots of schmoop and some angst as well in most of these story chapters. Gabriel does join their bed sexually and in love with them in later chapter, after the Christmas one in fact.

Plot: The boys are after the Chicardum but have no idea how to find it, let alone kill it. So they must find a way to scratch the wall holding the Heavenly knowledge down.

And hope they get to the Fallen Angel before the Chicardum does.

Not to mention, the Fallen Angel isn't the only being in the vicinity with the Divine Energy the thing needs to eat. Here's hoping the creature doesn't figure that out before they can kill it!

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It started as a flicker of a thought. It became a small flame. Once they scratched even harder at their mental walls, the knowledge poured into their brains like a wildfire fueled by propane and gasoline combined. They screamed in agony and surprise as the angelic knowledge poured into them, filling them and drowning them at the same time. After a while, a cool feeling enveloped the fiery burn inside them and it was extinguished. Their eyes shot open at the knowledge they now possessed. Awe and wonder filled them as they could understand so much and so little at the same time. They knew everything, and they felt everything, too! How did Angels live this way? They realized how, they didn't live, they were not human. As humans, Sam and Dean felt overwhelming wonder at how much they now knew. They realized why humans were not meant to know so much of Heaven; it would blow their minds…literally.

The fact that Sam and Dean did not break from the onslaught of this knowledge was a telling thing. They must have been meant to know this now or otherwise they would have died the moment the knowledge hit their minds.

They also now knew how to find the Chicardum and save the fallen angel. They swiftly pulled back onto the road's surface and raced to save their charge. Great, now they had charges, they both cringed. When did hunting become so complicated? Oh, yeah, when Cas had showed up and filled their head with a ton of information that could only mean there were now even worse baddies for them to fight, things they had never heard of, say, just for one example, a Chicardum. They had never known one had ever existed before. What other things were coming? They groaned at the implications of this and suddenly felt nostalgic for a Wendigo or a simple vampire. Their lives had just got infinitely more complicated.

"Let's hunt us a Chicardum." Dean growled and there was definitely a not-so-heavenly gleam in his eye.

'Bring it on, Chicardum. I came to play! No, change that. We came to play, the Winchester's are on their way, better run because here we come! 'It was like telepathy; they shared their one thought, and relished their hunt. The impala revved her engine and sped to her prey; they had an angel to save.

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An hour later, they approached the forested area and wondered where the trail was. They felt for the evil aura the thing poured off it like a gas tank with a hole in it a mile wide. Sam caught it first and the boys let themselves be drawn on into the dense tree line. There was a cabin ahead and they figured that was where the person was. They also felt the evil presence to their left, approaching the cabin. They both gasped at the sight of the creature and pulled their daggers. This was not going to be easy by a long shot. Their memories had showed them it would be huge and hard to kill but seeing it in person was a different story.

Dean motioned for them to move ahead and they raced toward the 10 foot tall monster that was almost to the porch of the cabin. Their daggers gave off their otherworldly light and they felt it sense their presence. It turned to the new threat and ran straight at them, spitting in fury at being interrupted in its hunt of the unclean thing. Its eyes spit fire and its skin was black like night. Its claws were out, at least 6 feet in length each. Its howl of fury were like nothing they had ever heard. They met it halfway and leaped easily to avoid its slashing claws. Dean leaped onto its back and drove his dagger into its back and that gave Sam time to drive his dagger into its heart. The thing screamed out its pain and fury and seemed to shrink and writhe. The boys barely held onto their daggers as they were thrown off violently. They went back into attack positions but there was no need, the writhing and howling mass of monster was shrinking into a black ball of dark nothingness and then gradually disappeared in mid-air, like it had never been there at all. The fallen angel lay sleeping in his bed, oblivious to the battle outside. They peeked in to see if he had noticed the commotion and saw that he hadn't even stirred. The man had never even known they were there. They were relieved.

"The man knows nothing of losing his grace or becoming a fallen angel. We should just leave him alone; he doesn't need to know about all that lost Grace crap. Let's just go, Sam." Dean said to Sam, both looking at the sleeping man through the window. Sam nodded, Dean was right, they should just go. Sam took Dean's hand and smiled, as they walked to the car.

"So, I heard there was a bunch of possible ghoul attacks in Betane, it's about 150 miles from here." Sam mentioned casually, as if talking about the weather.

"Well, let's check it out. What do you say?" Dean smiled.

"Sounds like the best idea ever." Sam smiled back.

They got into the car and sped off, enjoying the ride and just being together. Cas suddenly appeared in the backseat and surprised them. They just smiled back at him in the rearview mirror and their eyes returned to the road. Cas sat watching them, just enjoying being in the car with them. He loved watching them as they looked ahead, their lips smiling and the joy of the hunt in their eyes. This is what they were made for; this is what they were born to do. This was their 'normal' and he was glad to be a part of that. He just happy to be a part of their lives, he was truly the lucky one. He may be an Angel of the Lord but the two men in the front seat? Well, they were and would always be the Angels of his heart.

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Sorry there isn't much schmoop but it was a short chapter. I will write a longer one next time.