"It's rude to stare."

Bobby's voice jolted both Winchesters, making them jump. They both looked sheepishly at anything other than the angels or their wings. Both angels were watching the boys. Castiel looked slightly embarrassed at the whole situation, while Gabriel looked like he was about to pounce at any moment.

"I guess you'll be staying awhile." Bobby rose from his chair, moving past them, while simultaneously pushing the brothers into the kitchen. "I'll stick your stuff in your rooms. Cas can tell why their here."

"Thanks Bobby." They both chorused back, turning then to look at Cas.

"So, boys, what you are doing here?" Gabriel leant back in his chair, before Cas could begin, watching as Sam and Dean each took one of the two remaining chairs. "Owwwww. What was that for Cassie?"

Dean felt Castiel's leg hit his. The angel gave him an apologetic look, as he aimed another kick at Gabriel. Dean laughed. This was a side of Cas he'd never seen before, he was enjoying it.

"Don't call me Cassie."

"Come on little brother. You know you love it." Castiel kicked Gabriel's again. "That hurts!"

"So does my wing."

"Your wing had it coming."

"So does you leg."

"What happened to your wing Cas?" Sam had decided to enter the conversation, knowing from experience that it could go on all night. They were brothers after all.

"Gabriel thought that we should practice our fighting..."

"You agreed that it was a good idea."

"I didn't think that you would use an angel blade."

"What was did you think I was going to use Cassie?"

"Don't call me Cassie?"

"Or what?"

Both angels were now leaning forwards. Neither breaking contact with the other eyes. If they both hadn't been smiling, then the boys would have stepped in. But from what they could gather, this was normal for the two angels. Dean felt something brush past his shoulder. Resisting the urge to look, Dean settled on watching his brother. Sam was struggling to keep a straight face, as Castiel slowly moved his wing around Dean. He hadn't realised how long the angel's wings were.

Before he could take in the full magnitude of the wing, it had snuck up behind Gabriel and smacked him on the back off his head. Both boys laughed as Gabriel toppled backwards off his chair.

Pushing himself up, Gabriel looked at Castiel and whispered something in what Dean called 'angel speak'. Castiel went pale and replied. Gabriel smirked and reached into his pocket, but not before Castiel was up and out of his chair, tackling Gabriel.

Both angels disappeared.