Castiel zapped both Sam and his injured Brother back to the bunker where Dean was waiting in the main room, looking pissed and only half dressed. Sam's call had obviously interrupted them but when Dean saw the unconscious Archangel held between them he rushed over to help them carry him to the spare room. Sam took off quickly to grab the medical kit, although he had absolutely no idea what he could do to help the poor Angel, he just knew he had to do something and this kind of thing came natural to him. While he was off gathering the supplies needed to stitch up the mans wounds Dean was left with a freaking out and pacing Castiel.

"There is so few things that could hurt an Angel like Gabriel, whatever attacked him must have been very powerful. We should start Hunting it right away, I'll get Sam to compile a list - perhaps he could use that device of Charlie's with all the Monsters on it really was a clever invention - but I swear once we get out hands on it…" Castiel growled as he paced, visibly twitching and clenching his fists with anger. Dean intercepted the Angel on his next circuit of the bed and grabbed him by the shoulders, guiding him back until his knees hit the chair beside the bed and he was forced to sit down.

"Right there, Hot Shot, you gotta calm down and think for a minute! We got absolutely nothing to go on and we got one man down already…whatever took out Gabe has some major league mojo working through it and we don't know what we are facing. There is no way in hell I am letting any of us go in flying blind! So park your ass and lets work on getting Gabe fighting fit first! Then we will find out what it was and kick its ass for touching your Brother…understand me, big guy?" Dean explained to the Castiel in a commanding voice that he rarely used around the Angel, but made it clear to him that he was being totally serious. Cas took a deep breath and sighed heavily, putting his head in his hands as his anger deflated and gave way to a deep sadness. His hands may block out the vision of his Brother laying on the bed in a pool of blood and Grace, but it did nothing to dampen the pain that he could feel radiating through their shared connection and the Angel sent a silent prayer to their Father in thanks that Gabriel was asleep - had he been awake the pain would have been unbearable to him. Dean pulled a chair up beside Cas' and put his arm around the Angel's shoulders, pulling him in close and letting the mans head slump against his arm. The Hunter understood, it was the most horrible thing in the world to see your Family hurting but he couldn't imagine what it was like to see this. Dean was no expert but he was sure wings were not supposed to sit that way and he wasn't sure how to begin fixing them but dammit he was gonna try…He was Cas' Brother and that made him family. The Angel in question started to sob softly into his hands with a noticeable shuddering and Dean leant over to kiss his temple, shushing him gently.

"Hey, none of that baby…whatever this is we'll deal with it same as always…find out what it is and kick it in the ass…" Dean said with a small smile as the Angel huffed out a guilty laugh, lifting his head to stare at his Brother.

"Thank you, Dean…I know he is not your favourite person in the world but…" Cas trailed off and Dean finished his sentence.

"He's your Brother…And you'd do anything for him…I get it." Dean said with a nod, he knew exactly how Cas felt having spent enough time sticking by Sam through all kinds of crap. Not even just the really bad stuff, Dean thought with a smile…

"Did I ever tell you about the time Sam put the laxatives in my milk at School?" Dean asked and Cas whipped his head around to look at him in complete shock.

"Sam did what?!" Cas yelped, unable to believe that the Younger Hunter would be so cruel. "Why?!" Dean grinned, happy he could distract his Angel for a moment.

"I was asking for it…I put Nair in his shampoo bottle." Dean said and when Cas looked confused Dean explained to him "It's a hair remover, usually woman use it on their legs…I let him use it in his hair." Castiel looked horrified.

"Why would you…That's evil Dean, no wonder he retaliated! It sounds just like the kind of thing Gabriel would do to me!" Cas said, still shocked at the Brothers antics but Dean nodded and smiled at him.

"That's my point, Baby. He would do that to you but he still loves you, and you love him even though he has done some major crap to you, right?" Dean asked and Cas thought about it for a moment before nodding with a sigh.

"You are correct, Dean. Although I am not sure if he was ever as evil to me as Sam was to you…Laxatives in your milk?!" Cas exclaimed again, but he was roused from his thoughts by a mumbling from Gabriel. The pair quickly stood up and leant over Gabe, Castiel taking his Brothers hand while Dean cupped his cheek and spoke to him.

"Gabriel…You're okay, big guy, Sam and Cas got you home safe…what is it, what you trying to say?" Dean asked as Gabe continued to mumble, half asleep.

"…Atta boy, Sammy…Lax Milk…Classic." Gabriel said before falling unconscious again while Dean and Cas shared a smile. Trust Gabe to appreciate a good joke from his sick bed - he was a Trickster through and through apparently - but Dean at least took it to be a good sign that Gabriel was aware enough to hear them talking, it meant that he was stronger than they thought.

Sammy took that moment to burst through the door with his arms full of medical supplies, red faced with tears in his eyes.

"Is he okay?! We can fix him right? I didn't know what we'd need so I brought it all…Cas tell me we can fix this, please?!" Sam rambled and both Cas and Dean ran to him and sat him down on the chair, Cas pulling the supplies from his trembling arms and putting them aside.

"Sam, please calm yourself! Gabriel is fine for the moment, the damage looks worse than it is but we really need to set his wings before they begin to heal. Much like your Human bones if they start to heal wrong we will have to…intervene…and we do not wish to do that, trust me" Cas explained and Dean flinched at the thought of having the re-break the wing in order to set the bone - the Hunter had to have his leg re-broken once after a Hunt gone wrong and a month of refusing to see a Doctor - and he set to work sorting through the supplies while Castiel calmed down Sam.

"I understand you care about him Sam, I really do…" Castiel said in a hushed voice and Sam looked at him in shock, the Angel nodding very slightly so as not to let Dean see, indicating that he knew more than the young man thought he knew. "And he will need your help in the coming weeks as he recovers, but right now more than ever I need you to be strong. My Grace cannot heal these wounds but I can keep him unconscious for the most part, it will spare him any excess pain…He will need care around the clock, someone with him always…we are very tactile in pure form and right now his is closer to the surface than it has ever been he will need his Family around him…" Cas spoke slowly and Sam nodded, hanging on his every word.

"Whatever he needs, Cas…Just please help him…" Sam begged and Castiel placed a hand on his shoulder, squeezing it gently.

"I'll do my best, Sam. I promise." Cas swore and Sam believed him. Cas turned to face Dean who was standing over Gabriel with the equipment spread out on the side table, ready for Cas' word.

The had work to do.