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Plot: Gabriel decides he wants a grooming and since Dean won't do it willingly, he resorts to a sneakier plan…

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Chapter 24: The Switch:

Gabriel groaned as he opened his eyes, wondering if this trick had worked. He had never done anything like it but after peering through an eyelid, he grinned at a job well done. Of course, he knew for a fact that this could only last about a day, considering he was not meant for this vessel but still, it would be worth it.

He pressed his lips together as he let six wings unfurl, making sure they remained the darker colors of Castiel's…he had them down perfectly. He had been practicing for a week now.

"Cas?" Dean asked, opening his eyes and blinking away the sleep. He gazed beside him on the bed and through the darkness, he could see Castiel staring at him, blue eyes somewhat faded but Dean just brushed it off as being from lighting.

"Yes Dean?" Gabriel asked, trying out the new gruff voice.

"You okay?" Dean asked, turning onto his side and lifting a hand to brush through Castiel's dark hair.

Gabriel tried not to grin as he realized it was working. He took a deep breath "I'm fine," he said "Just sore from training."

Dean smiled and reached a hand out to start caressing the feathers on Castiel's back. He knit his eyebrows to feel the slightly more rough texture but decided on it being from training. He beamed when he heard Castiel let out soft breaths of appreciation.

Gabriel sighed and let his head rest on the pillow as Dean brushed hands over his wings. Oh, it had been too long. He knew Dean would never ever help him if he asked so he decided switching vessels with Castiel would be the most guaranteed way to get a grooming. He just had to remember to switch back before Castiel woke up next to a very naked Sam. He grinned and couldn't help but chuckle when he imagined that reaction.

"You sure you're alright, Cas? You're acting strange again," Dean said, sitting up to get a better angle.

Gabriel composed himself "I'm fine Dean," he said "Just tired of training so much. Lucifer is so annoying."

Dean nodded before taking both of his hands into the feathers that sprawled all over the bed. He knit his eyebrows at the different feelings that radiated into him from them but brushed them off. They were working Castiel too hard. He would definitely need to talk to someone about it…not Gabriel because he was a douche but maybe Michael…definitely not Lucifer.

His lifted his eyebrows when Castiel let out a very long moan as his body slumped.

Gabriel was enjoying this too much. Dean was touching all the right places and he just wanted to fall into angel-sleep right then and there. He tried to think of a total Cas move so he turned blue eyes to Dean "Thank you, Dean," he said in a grumbly voice.

Dean smiled and Gabriel widened his eyes when Dean leaned down. He stiffened to feel Dean's lips brush against his – or Castiel's – but it was indeed Gabriel in the body. He gulped down the bile in his throat and gave a soft kiss back, praying that Dean wouldn't try to go any further or he would have to call off this entire game.

He sighed in relief when Dean pulled away fairly quickly before returning to the wing massage.

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Sam took a long, deep breath as he opened his eyes to the sun starting to rise through the window. He stretched out and let the breath out as his eyes grazed around the motel room. It was still strange to him not to wake up to see Dean in another bed on the other side of the room but he was almost positive Dean wouldn't want to hear them all night and he surely didn't want to listen to Dean and Cas.

He turned and smiled when he noticed Gabriel beside him in a surprisingly deep sleep. He looked so peaceful that all Sam could do was stare for a moment, relishing the moment because Gabriel was usually always awake before him.

He gently brushed a hand through Gabriel's hair, earning a small murmur from the angel.

Castiel smiled when he felt the warm hand on his hair. He gently opened his eyes and blinked a few times to focus. He gasped and his entire body shot up in the air when he realized just who it was that touched his hair. His grace coiled, stomach turned and heart raced as he fell backwards off of the bed, his legs getting tangled in the blankets in the process. He crashed onto the floor, wincing as his wings crumpled beneath him.

Sam jumped up when he noticed Gabriel fall off the bed, his eyes widened in a state of pure panic.

Castiel gasped and shielded his eyes after they set upon a very naked Sam Winchester. He scrambled up to his feet and almost tripped several times as he ran into the door that he knew was the bathroom. He literally freaked out to feel the wind against his own naked body.

Sam stared in shock as Gabriel ran into the bathroom like he was afraid. In an instant, he slid jeans on before knocking on the door "Hey you okay?" he asked.

Castiel was freaking out again as he manifested clothing onto his body. What had he been doing with Sam? Dean was going to be so mad. He glanced around the bathroom, realizing that there were no mirrors. He took a deep breath before coming to the conclusion that he needed to face the facts and figure out what happened because the last thing he recalled was lying in bed with Dean.

Sam let out a breath as the door opened to reveal a panic-stricken Gabriel wearing…exactly what Castiel would wear. He knit his eyebrows "What the hell?" he asked "Is it Halloween already?"

Castiel tilted his head "No, it is not Halloween. It is only June," he stated.

Sam felt even more confused "Is this a trick? I don't get it."

Castiel tilted his head to the other side "Why would I play a trick on you?"

"You alright?" Sam asked, feeling lost.

"What happened last night, Sam?" Castiel questioned, taking a step towards the tall Winchester.

Sam smirked and shook his head. Oh it was just like Gabriel to play all innocent like that after their night. He smiled as he pulled the short angel into his arms, holding him tightly in an embrace.

Castiel gasped and thrashed out of the grip "Sam," he said "Why did you do that?"

Sam just stared "Um…"

"What happened last night?" Castiel asked again, feeling a sense of worry.

"You know what we did…why do you want me to say it?" Sam asked, his cheeks reddening.

"No I don't know what happened. Last thing I remember was lying down with Dean," Castiel said, getting frustrated.

Sam felt his stomach drop "W-what?" Gabriel just stared at him with a look that said 'well, what else did you expect?'

"Last thing I remember is lying in bed with Dean…then I woke up with you," Castiel said slowly.

Sam felt his heart clench "Are you serious? I don't believe that," he said "Dean hates you."

Castiel felt his stomach drop and blood freeze "He does?" he asked.

Sam shook his head "Yeah…seriously, what game is this?" he asked, feeling irritated.

"This is no game Sam!" Castiel hissed "What happened last night?"

"We had sex? There, ya happy? I said it," Sam huffed, his enjoyable morning turning to crap.

Castiel gasped and covered his mouth. He certainly did no such thing. He would never do that…if he did, it would only be with Dean. He felt something shake him and he realized he was becoming anxious again.

"Gabriel? What the hell is going on?" Sam asked, noticing the archangel on the verge of a freak-out.

Castiel tilted his head "Gabriel? Where is he?" he asked, feeling fearful that Gabriel would smite him from supposedly touching Sam.

"Dude…this isn't funny," Sam said, irritated as he grabbed his t shirt and slid it on.

"I don't find this funny, either Sam," Castiel said flatly.

"Gabriel," Sam said again, staring into those confused golden-amber eyes "Stop this. I'm not in the mood."

"Why are you calling me Gabriel?" Castiel huffed out angrily.

Sam rolled his eyes "I'm done. Seriously," he said.

Castiel stared down to see what he looked like but he was wearing his usual clothes. He quickly moved his hands up to his face and gasped, causing Sam to startle.

"I'm not Gabriel," Castiel said, putting the pieces together. He was in Gabriel's vessel somehow which mean…He felt his stomach drop…Gabriel was in his vessel with Dean.

"What do you mean you're not Gabriel…I swear if your screwing with me, I won't speak to you ever again," Sam warned.

"I'm not Gabriel…I'm in his vessel though," Castiel said, tilting his head as he touched the greasy hair.

"Castiel?" Sam asked, unsure.

Castiel nodded "Yes," he said.

Sam suddenly felt his cheeks flush deep dark scarlet with embarrassment that Castiel had been in the bed with him while he was naked…He was about to panic when he thought about how long Castiel had been in that vessel but those thoughts slipped away…that was definitely Gabriel the night before.

"Why would he do something like this?" Castiel wondered.

"So he is in your vessel now?" Sam questioned.

Castiel nodded "I believe so," he said "I need to get back to the motel before he does something to Dean."

"Hey wait for me," Sam said, feeling rightfully ticked off with Gabriel. He had no right to do that...fool around with Sam and then leave him to wake up with a very uncomfortable Castiel.

After a few minutes, Castiel grabbed Sam's hand to teleport them to the motel. He sighed when he realized the barren and empty room…so they left.

"That's just great," Sam said "I honestly wished those two could get along…if Dean figures out what Gabriel is doing…" he sighed, realizing that his brother and his angel would never ever get along. It was a lost cause to hope.

"I don't know how to track them," Castiel said, staring intently at the floor. Sam swore he could hear that deep, gravelly voice inside of Gabriel's vessel.

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"Cas…seriously, what is wrong with you?" Dean asked as he drove the Impala down the road. They were heading to Bobby's house. Castiel was sitting in the passenger seat with a half smirk on his face.

Gabriel instantly composed a blank expression "Why do you keep asking me that? I am perfectly fine, Dean. Like I said, I'm just very tired from training. We've been getting more in depth with our lessons," he said. He had to gulp down the smirk that wanted to reveal. He originally planned on going back to his vessel before Castiel could wake up but he was having far too much fun with all of this. Not to mention, his wings felt incredible. He wondered what Castiel's reaction was to being naked with Sam. It took a lot out of him not to start laughing. He knew for a fact boring ol' Cas wouldn't just laugh out of nowhere. He knew for a fact that Sam figured it out by now and he felt kinda bad for just leaving like that but he had been planning this day for a while. It wasn't often Sam and Dean slept in different motels.

"Where is my phone?" Dean suddenly asked as he realized he hadn't heard from Sam yet. They were supposed to be meeting up in a few hours at Bobby's place. He checked through his pockets to find nothing.

"Did you leave it at the motel room?" Gabriel asked in a Castiel tone.

Dean sighed "Yeah I guess I did. I'll just use Bobby's phone."

The drive to Bobby's house went by fairly quickly and it took everything in Gabriel's power not to screw with the radio stations on Dean; being Cas was so boring…until it came to the wing grooming. Oh, he knew he was going to be caught soon so he needed to convince Dean to go at it one more time.

Once they arrived at Bobby's, Gabriel quickly slid out of the Impala. He took a deep breath and composed a perfect sad Cas face. He waited for Dean to turn around.

Dean sighed as he slid out of the Impala. He missed his baby and was so glad to be driving her on a daily basis again. He was about to walk towards the front door when he realized he didn't feel Castiel beside him. He quickly turned and his heart skipped a beat when he noticed his angel with his lower lip slightly pouted out and blue eyes staring down at the ground.

"Cas?" Dean asked, wondering why he was acting so strange since they woke up.

Gabriel lifted his head up and put on a half-smile "Yes Dean?" he asked. He could see the suspicion in the hunter's eyes for a moment before it turned to concern "What's wrong?"

Dean slowly walked over to where Castiel was standing. He gently reached a hand out to brush his thumb across the stubble on Castiel's cheek.

"It's nothing," Gabriel said in a low voice.

"Let me see your wings," Dean said, pulling his hand back.

Gabriel turned to him and nodded before letting his wings unfurl. He made sure they were yet again that color that was uniquely Castiel.

"All six," Dean added when he noticed just one set come out.

Gabriel nodded, trying to hide the anticipation as he let the rest of his wings spread out.

Dean smiled and closed the rest of the distance between him and Castiel. He gently snaked his hands around the angel's body to gently caress the wings.

Gabriel let out a deep breath at the euphoric feel of that. He closed his eyes to try and imagine it was Sam doing it. His stomach turned, though, when he felt warm lips press against his. He flinched inwardly but kept a composed expression on the outside as he attempted to kiss Dean back but all he wanted to do was vomit.

He had never been so relieved in his life when he felt Dean pull away and walk behind him. He let out a soft moan when he felt those hands trail through his feathers with perfection. Dean definitely knew what he was doing when it came to grooming.

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"Should we just go to Bobby's house and wait for them there?" Sam asked as they left a gas station nearby the motel they had found empty.

Castiel nodded, his stomach turning in anger as ideas of what he wanted to do to Gabriel ran through his mind. He ground his teeth and took a deep breath. He turned to Sam and touched two fingers to his forehead.

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Gabriel felt his stomach turn when he felt a wave of very angry grace wash over him. He knew this was over so he quickly turned to Dean "Thank you so much Deano!" he grinned widely.

Dean gasped and jumped back when Castiel called him Deano in that tone and smirked in a way that didn't work on his face. It took him a moment to comprehend what was going on. He felt a wave of anger surge through him when those six wings turned into the silvery gold that was all Gabriel.

"Oh you son of a…" Dean growled, clenching his hand into a fist. He wasn't able to finish that sentence before he felt a breeze and turned to see Gabriel – or Castiel – appear out of nowhere with Sam.

Dean could see those deep ebony wings sparking with electricity and he could literally feel the temperature drop as Gabriel's vessel containing Cas stormed forward.

"Toodles," Gabriel said quickly before vanishing.

Dean didn't have a second to speak before Castiel vanished with him.

"What the hell is going on?" Dean asked, his face reddening in embarrassment. Dammit…he should have known. Castiel was acting so strange all day and the entire time it was friggen Gabriel! He was touching Gabriel's wings! He kissed Gabriel!

"Dean what happened with you two?" Sam asked curiously, trying not to laugh at the expression on his brother's face.

"I am going to kill him…" Dean growled, now wishing he had a pair of wings to find that archangel and stab him in the heart.

"You kissed him, didn't you?" Sam asked, pressing his lips together to hold back from laughing. He was surprised it didn't upset him…it was just hilarious.

Dean felt his face flush as he stared into his little brother's eyes "What did you and Castiel do?"

Sam laughed "Nothing…but you should have seen the look he put on Gabriel's vessel when he woke up next to me," he shook his head, remembering the fear in those eyes "I never thought I'd see the day Gabriel got that look."

"What did you do?" Dean asked, his temper building as a wave of jealousy pierced through him.

"Woah," Sam said, holding out a hand "Calm down. We didn't do anything. We figured out the situation pretty fast."

"Good," Dean said, grinding his teeth.

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Gabriel felt his stomach turning wildly as he flew up to Heaven. For a moment, he didn't even remember Castiel was an archangel. All he knew was that he needed to hide. So he decided the Throne Room only archangels were allowed in was a safe bet.

He quickly landed inside the room and turned to see Lucifer sprawled out on a bean bag in middle of the floor. He was holding a controller that connected to a box below a large, 68' inch 3DTV. Gabriel stared at the screen for a moment, noticing that he was slaughtering dozens of humans with two demons.

"Ca…Gabriel?" Michael's voice sounded.

Gabriel turned to him "I'm not Gabriel," he said, knowing it was false hope. Michael could see right through the vessel. He gasped and ran over and jumped behind Michael, trying to hide himself behind the massive silver and blue wings.

"What on Earth are you doing, Gabriel? Why are you in Castiel's vessel?" Michael asked, trying to turn so he could see his brother.

"Shh," Gabriel hissed, crouching lower behind the wings "Protect me," he grinned.

Michael turned to Lucifer, who was staring at them with a bemused expression. He tried to turn again but hissed when he felt Gabriel clutch his wings to hold him in place.

The door suddenly swung open to reveal Castiel storming in…in Gabriel's vessel. Michael lifted his eyebrows to see the lightning radiating out of those wings.

"Where is Gabriel?" Castiel asked, glancing around for the archangel.

Michael crossed his arms "First tell me what is going on."

"Gabriel switched vessels with me so Dean would groom his wings," Castiel said impatiently.

Lucifer laughed loudly, realizing how much of an incredible idea that was. He was so mad he didn't think of it first. He hadn't had his wings touched by anyone…

"Wow," Michael said "He is right here," he pointed behind him and hissed in pain again when he felt the hands tug on his feathers.

Castiel gave Michael a thankful nod before stalking over.

"Crap!" Gabriel gasped, running from behind Michael "Thanks a lot, dick," he shouted as he ran back out of the room and spread his wings.

Castiel growled and flew out of the room, following the trail.

"Wow," Lucifer said, turning his game back on.

Michael shook his head "I will never understand Gabriel."

"You have to give him credit on the idea," Lucifer said, glancing at Michael as he snapped a golden chair into existence. He was about to sit when Lucifer snapped it back out of existence. Michael grunted when he fell onto the floor.

"What the hell!" he snapped.

"What about hell?" Lucifer asked with mock interest.

"You're so annoying," Michael muttered as he went to manifest another chair.

"Why are you going to sit on that?" Lucifer asked as he leaned further back into the beanbag.

Michael glared at him.

"Have you ever sat on one of these?" he asked, pausing his game and pointing to the bag beneath him.

Michael's lip curled in disgust "No."

Lucifer rolled his eyes "Have you ever relaxed before in your existence?"

Michael just stared at him.

"Wow," Lucifer whistled. He snapped his fingers to create another beanbag. It was right beside him and he patted it.

Michael stared at it like it was vermin for a moment before reluctantly letting his body fall onto it. He lifted his eyebrows in surprise at how comfortable it was.

Lucifer grinned as he noticed Michael get comfortable in the bag beside him. Little by little he was going to get his brother to stop being a tight-ass.

"Now you just have to learn how to play Xbox," Lucifer said, lifting the controller.

"Shut up," Michael groaned as he created another one of the beanbags to lie back on. Lucifer chuckled to himself as he resumed his game.

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Gabriel panted as he stopped and glanced wildly around for an escape route. With Castiel so close on his trail, he couldn't go anywhere without the angel finding him. He took a deep breath before deciding his next route. He breezed through the Heavens until he reached the other side. He took another breath before pushing open the doors to another throne room.

He paused to see God sitting on a throne with…a laptop on his lap. He knit his eyebrows and gasped when he felt Castiel right behind him. With a last attempt, he flew behind the throne and peeked over the side.

"What are you doing, Gabriel?" God questioned, staring down at the younger archangel.

He turned and lifted his eyebrows to see Castiel storm into the room, the sounds of thunder following.

"Please Father," Gabriel said, knowing this would work.

"What are you doing in your brother's vessel?" He asked Castiel.

Castiel paused and instantly, his wings turned back normal as he stared at the Almighty "Sorry for walking in like that, Father," he said "I was trying to get to Gabriel."

"What did you do this time?" He asked, turning to Gabriel.

Gabriel took a deep breath and stood up, still behind the throne "I switched vessels with Castiel so I could have my wings groomed by Dean."

"What have I told you about that!" God shouted.

Gabriel flinched and bowed his head "Sorry Father."

"Fix the situation right now," He ordered.

Gabriel nodded quickly and closed his eyes to leave the vessel. Castiel glowered at Gabriel for a moment before leaving the vessel he was in. After a moment, he sighed in relief to feel that he was in his own – or Jimmy's – skin.

"Good. Now Gabriel," He said, turning to Gabriel, who was now in front of him where Castiel had been standing.

"Yes Father?" Gabriel asked.

Castiel quickly stepped in front of their Father and bowed his head down.

"You will go to The Room for six hours' time and think about what you've done," God demanded.

Gabriel lifted his eyebrows "You mean like time out? You're putting me in time out?"

"Make that ten hours' time," He said dismissively.

Gabriel ground his teeth and huffed before storming out of the room. He knew he had to listen too.

Castiel flinched when he felt those eyes on him.

"You will not attack your brother, okay?" God said and Castiel nodded.

"Yes Father," he said.

"You may leave," He said.

"Thank you Father," Castiel said, turning back to the door.

"Oh and Castiel," God added.

"Yes?" Castiel asked, turning to his Father who was playing on a laptop.

"Tell Dean Winchester that I said 'thank you.'" He said with a smile.

Castiel smiled and nodded before flying back down to Dean.

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