Hi!

Sorry for being MIA, I started a new job and a new course and just haven't had the time! :D

But, I'm back with this little chappie... in this one, the angels are twelve and sixteen, but no worries...twelve year old still love hugs, right? :D Still cuteness, but hopefully more humour too :D

This one is a little serious, not too much angst, you'll see what I mean when you read it : )

Thanks for the support so far, I'm glad you're all liking it!

Enjoy!

Onwards...

'Please?'

'No'

'I said "please"'

'Yeah, well I said "no"'

Gabriel huffed and slung his legs over the sides of his chair in the motel kitchen. 'You are so unfair.'

'Yeah well, I'd rather be deemed unfair by a moody teenager with no concept of how to wear trousers rather than watching you crash my car into a tree, thanks very much.' Dean smiled over at the now sixteen year old Gabriel, his hair now a dark brown, flattened to his head with what Dean presumed was hair gel.

The angel ignored the hunter, putting his headphones in and closing his eyes. Dean sighed, looking back into the open door of the nearest bedroom, where Castiel was still asleep.

The black haired angel, just twelve years old, was gripping his pillow in his arms, in the throes of another nightmare. Dean ran a hand through his hair. He had no idea where Cas was getting the dreams from; they had tried to shield the two angels from all things supernatural, so as not to complicate things. They had left them both at Bobby's when they had to hunt and they never discussed cases in front of them.

'No...Raph...' Whimpered Castiel, eyes scrunching up, hair stuck to his head by a sheen of sweat. Dean looked up rapidly; this was new. Cas had never said a name before; he claimed not to remember his nightmares when he woke up.

Standing up and whacking the eldest angel on the legs with his rolled up paper, Dean moved into the darkened room. Gabriel glared at him as he passed, lowering his legs to the floor.

'Raph...don't!'

Now Dean was sure he wasn't hearing things; Cas was definitely dreaming about Raphael. Son of a bitch, thought the hunter; why couldn't Cas ever catch a break?'

Dean settling on the bed next to the angel.

'Hey, Cas...wake up, dude.'

Dean shook Castiel's shoulder, trying to rouse him. It had no effect.

'Raphael, please!'Cas sounded desperate now, arms wrapped around his pillow in a death grip, face deathly pale.

'Cas...' Dean picked him bodily up now, cradling the gangly angel to his chest 'Wake up...'

'Give him here'

Dean's head snapped up in shock as Gabriel strode into the dark room, eyes wide and soft.

'Why?'

Gabriel glared at him with anger in his eyes. And something else, Dean noticed. Hurt?

'Just give him here.' Gabriel opened his arms and Dean moved away, watching as the eldest angel held his little brother in his arms, looking down with worry tingeing his cheeks in a rosy hue.

The teenage angel had never been full on hateful to his brother, but he had never exactly been nurturing towards him either; Dean figured it was because of the age difference.

'Castiel, wake up.' Gabriel looked down at his brother, ignoring Dean, brown eyes wide. He stroked his brothers hair gently, shaking him in his arms.

Cas shook his head, pale face shining in the darkness. 'Gabe, tell him to leave me alone!'

'I will, Cas, I promise but you gotta wake up!' Gabriel shook him again. 'Wake up and I'll tell him.'

Castiel whimpered again and let out a cry, turning his head to bury his head in his brother's chest, fingers gripping the red material of Gabriel's too-tight shirt.

Dean watched the scene with baited breath. Sure, Cas had had a few nightmares in the past, but nothing this bad; he normally woke himself up with a sudden jolt.

Gabriel hugged his brother closer, pressing a dry kiss to his head, jiggling him up and down on his knees, trying everything to wake him up.

'Cas, come on, wake up!'

'Gabe said don't!' cried Cas, shouting at his tormenter. 'Gabriel!'

With a final yell Castiel's eyes flew open, too bright and too blue. Dean leapt forwards to take him, but Cas turned away, eyes filling with tears as he pushed further into his brothers chest, the eldest angel shushing him gently.

'Hey, its okay, its okay, I promise, shhh, it's okay.' Gabriel spoke in a hushed voice, arms circling his brother, stroking his back soothingly. 'He can't hurt you here, I won't let him.'

Castiel sniffed and didn't say anything, face buried in his brother's shoulder.

Suddenly, Dean felt uncomfortable, as though he was intruding. He had no idea what Raphael had ever done to Cas, what the angel was going through or how he could help. But he knew Gabriel could help. And that was good enough for him.

He slowly made his way to the door, looking back once more to check on the two angelic siblings. Gabriel looked up nodded his thanks, Dean returning it, smiling grimly as he walked out.

And straight into his own brother.

'Ow.' Deadpanned Sam, looking down at his foot, which Dean had just trodden on. He noticed the look on his big brother's face. 'What's up? Is it Cas?'

'He had a nightmare.' Dean told him, sighing as he sat back down. 'Gabriel's with him right now.'

'Huh.' Sam sat down opposite Dean. 'Is he okay?'

'Well, he's awake. He cried something about Raphael.' Dean ran a hand through his hair, Sam sensing he was getting angry. 'If that son of a bitch some anywhere near, I swear I'll rip his wings off and stuff 'em down his throat.'

Sam winced and looked back into the bedroom, where Gabriel was still cradling his brother. The eldest angel was saying something, Castiel nodding in answer.

'He's a good kid.'

'Who, Cas?'

'Gabriel. He acts like he doesn't care, but he's a soft as mud really.'

Sam nodded, looking back at his brother. 'Yeah, but then we used to, didn't we? All teens do.'

'Did I? I don't remember being soft and caring when I was sixteen; I'd been killing demons for four years.' Dean laughed humourlessly.

Sam nodded his agreement.

Dean stood up when Gabriel, unheard of by the hunters, walked back into the kitchen.

'He's gone back to sleep.' He informed them, sitting back down with a sigh, pushing hair out of his eyes. 'It's just Raphael wasn't exactly big brother material; more like do as you're told and you won't get a beating kind of material.'

Dean shook his head. 'Poor guy.'

'Cas got the brunt of it.' mused Gabriel. 'Maybe that's why he's getting the dreams. Remembering.'

'What do you remember?' Sam asked.

Gabriel stared off into the distance. 'Nothing much. Well, I remember heaven, but that's it. No one in it, just the place.'

Dean was just about to open his mouth to say something when Gabriel spoke.

'I'm gonna sit with him, just in case.'

Dean nodded instead, watching the eldest angel walk back to be with his brother, laying next to him. As if on instinct, Dean saw Cas curl up next to him, head on Gabriel's chest.

The two Winchester brother's smiled at the scene, Gabriel putting his headphones back in and closing his eyes.

They were both glad that Castiel had someone to turn to when he needed him.

That was what brothers were for.

Just a short one, didn't want to make it too serious, just wanted to show a caring side of Gabriel for once :D

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