A/N: The characters of supernatural aren't mine

~Chapter Four~

Life was unfair but then Gabe already knew that. He now knew that his father was fated to die twelve years from now and he had to do something to stop it. He didn't know what it was but by the way that Caleb talked, he assumed it was some sort of key. It had to be with all that talk about unlocking something and the using an ability. Maybe he would get to learn how to fight or better yet how to fire a weapon.

Shaking his head from those thoughts, Gabe looked both ways and started to cross the street. His mind turned to school work and how the teacher was once again down his throat about some incidents that should have befallen on the student responsible. Nobody liked him though and loved to just blame him. Gabe Wincaster, loser and poor kid that couldn't get in like ninety-nine percent of the school. He had no idea about Kirsten but she was real pretty with blue eyes that seemed to dance in the sunlight and dark brown hair that fell down to her mid back. She had some curves on her and Gabe was sure that if he ever got the chance to talk to her that he'd like her two. She had just transferred to their school so maybe she wouldn't hate him like the majority of them already did.

Deep in thought he didn't notice the car heading towards him until he looked up and then he quickly jumped out-of-the-way, biting his lip and wincing from the pain of landing on hard concrete. Of course pain was better than being an idiot and letting the car hit him. He didn't want that. The other car seemed to agree and came to a halt almost immediately. It was a very pretty car and a classic too. Just looking it over he noticed that it was a 1967 Chevrolet Impala. They were better than Fords anyways.

"That is a cool car," He remarked seeing the man get out and wondered if he was going to yell at him.

Instead he just stood there and Gabe didn't realize why until he noticed his knees weren't scraped up anymore and that his arms were completely clean, but the guy wouldn't have noticed so he wondered why he had a staring problem. Blinking, Gabe managed to escape the man's hands already having experienced pain from trusting someone else being a little too close and personal to his bubble. Of course he trusted that jerk now too; he thought and then remembered it was because the Caleb clearly cared about keeping his father alive.

"CAS WHEN I SAY DRIVE THE CAR AROUND I MEANT BACK TO WHERE I WAS AND NOT AROUND THE WHOLE NEIGHBORHOOD! ESPECIALLY WHEN I'M NOT IN IT!"

The man running up to them looked out of breath by the time he caught up and was leaning heavily on one knee that Gabe ought to take pity on him and spare him anything. Of course Gabe wasn't just anybody and he rebelled against the normal society rules of just about anything.

"Homeless, jobless, dumb, or special friends with the driver involved?" he asked trying to sound disinterested.

Cas just looked confused whilst the man glared at the both of them before seemingly doing a double take. Gabe tipped his head sideways realizing it was his turn to be confused but the man didn't stop there. He didn't mind personal bubbles too well and if it was to rough him up, then he wasn't going to be for it at all. He had principles damn it, even if he had happened to be wearing a poorly styled blue t-shirt because his father thought it was a good idea to go shopping at the local thrift store again. Yes his dad wore them often enough but Gabe didn't have the same fashion sense as his dad and had the right to refuse anything hideously ugly didn't get him out of wearing the shirt either.

"Who are you?" the man finally asked.

"A person," Gabe smartly replied. "Who are you?"

Cas thought that he was serious and by the looks of it, Gabe saying he was a panda bear would have had him believing it.

"I'm an angel but Dean is definitely a human," Cas said before Dean could stop him. The man glared such a heated look towards the guy that Gabe was glad he wasn't on the receiving end of it, he didn't want to burn from the intensity of it.

"Cas," Dean warned and Cas nodded as though this was often. Turning back to Gabe, he had on a neutral expression. One which Gabe thought was because he wanted information or probably some advice. He wasn't a psychiatrist and this Dean guy should probably talk to someone for his anger issues. "What is your name?"

Gabe didn't catch it at first but when he did, he put a hand through his hair and waited to see what the 'angel' was going to do. He just stood there and Gabe really didn't like how he seemed to stare through a person, especially since Gabe didn't particularly know whether he could read inside a person and know the very depth of them. Shaking his head, he instead turned back to Dean and decided for once to be reasonable. He could be but he just chose to give people a challenge to give them purpose in life. What was the point of something being easy if they had nothing to look forward too? That and he learned that if he played everything down, nobody could hurt him.

"I'm Gabe."

Dean nodded.

"Who's your dad?"

Gabe looked at him suspiciously now. Why would he just tell any stranger about somebody without a purpose? Did they think he was stupid? It wasn't just some stupid game of twenty questions and Gabe was on high alert for this demon that would come after his dad. It was something he didn't want to have to deal with now, even with Dean and Cas being as demanding as they were.

"Look your buddy was the one that tried to hit me," Gabe complained. "I promise not to press charges if you don't try to stalk me or come after any of my family members."

By family members he meant his dad but he wouldn't tell them that. And obviously his uncle but he still had to prove that part because he never heard of having any uncles that were that worn out and crazy although he had to admit it was pretty amusing at times. Caleb probably also had post-traumatic stress disorder since he didn't like anyone sneaking up on him and if they happened to come up without meaning to, he would know instantly. Not funny if he had to think about it but amusing to watch him stop in the middle of a conversation just for that. Maybe he would finally meet him somewhere empty so he could show Gabe what he meant by special training.

"Why would I tell you-"

"Dead, what do you want?"

Gabe swiveled to glance back to Caleb in shock. The man didn't seem upset and by Cas's surprised look, he noticed that he probably didn't like what he saw but was being nice by shutting up about it. Caleb quickly pushed Gabe to the side despite his complaint and gave what looked like a painful smile. Maybe Caleb did know them after all, Gabe thought. What kind of future did he come from if everything had to be so dark and painful? Wait, how old did that make his uncle then? He looked no more than thirty and he did realize there were some uncle's closer to their nieces or nephews but this was ridiculous.

"And just who might you be?" Dean asked suspiciously.

Caleb managed a grin.

"I'm Caleb Michaels, this trouble maker's uncle and guardian. Did you need anything?" Cas didn't say anything but Dean seemed to lack the ability of patience or control but Gabe already knew that. The guy was a walking time bomb more likely than not when it came to anger.

"Really?" Dean asked suspiciously. "You don't look grown enough on your own."

"I'm old enough," Caleb threw back. "Why don't you go back to what you were doing and we will continue with our own business. Just remember not to strike pedestrians over. You were lucky this time but you may be too late if you continue with your reckless driving."

Dean nodded muttering darkly and as Gabe ran to catch up with Caleb, he noticed the last thing he thought he would see on the man's face. Caleb was honestly amused, it showed that much but he wondered why. Didn't they have therapists in the future? It would help since Caleb had so many issues that they were too many to name. He was just glad he wasn't schizophrenic.

"Why did you do that?" Gabe finally asked and Caleb chuckled.

"Listen you stay away from your uncles until you meet up with them like you're supposed to," He seemed to halt at that and a smile slowly fell onto his lips. He looked nice that way and Gabe took the time to realize that and almost missed the part about his uncles being mentioned. And when it finally set in, Caleb grabbed him before he could think of going back there to confront them again.

"I know it's difficult to take in," Caleb told him with an eye roll. Gabe just crossed his arms and glared at him. "I know okay but you have to understand that they didn't come into the picture until you were way older and by then your dad-well let's say that when you meet them, you are all they had left of your father. It was a cruel reminder I know and for one I know what it feels like to look at someone and only be associated with the pain of remembering a person. Your dad does it so often sometimes when he thinks you aren't looking too. Did he ever tell you about your other father yet?"

Gabe shook his head.

"Not much anyways," Gabe added thoughtfully. "He just said that he wasn't always perfect but the one thing that they did together was by making me. I don't feel so good about that anymore because in the end I end up getting him killed-"

"Don't blame yourself," Caleb interrupted once again but more forcefully and Gabe noticed that his expression looked pained. "There are things about that year you wouldn't understand and I wouldn't want you to try. If you change things then I never want you to have to live with what could have happened and have it over your shoulders even when you've changed it."

Gabe nodded hesitantly and then beamed.

"I'm lucky I have you then don't I?" he asked with a big grin. "I'm sorry I haven't trusted you from the get go but I've been burned before and I just want you to know that I'm glad that you're my uncle. I don't know what I'd do without you and it was you that decided you had to come back to stop those horrible things for me. Thank you so much."

Caleb managed a half grin himself and shook his head.

"Okay kid, we're cool. Until you end up saying something that pisses me off again but we know that will happen, it's bound to with your personality," he added.

"I'll have you know that I, Gabe Wincaster, am a major in sarcasm. I went there, passed early with flying colors and since then my father has spent all his time reminding me about it. I thought he would be proud I was able to make something of it myself."

Caleb sighed and shook his head.

"Anyways I want you to keep the interaction with them minimal. Don't tell them who you are and once we get deeper into training then you could learn how to hide those powers which are growing within you." Caleb paused and Gabe felt like he was being read from deep within. It was the same thing that Cas did and that 'angel' was weird. But then again, it didn't seem so weird after all with what a demon running around of all things.

"Are angels real?" Gabe asked before he could stop himself.

Caleb nodded without missing a beat.

"Sure are. The majority of your uncles are all angels kiddo. Dean is your only human uncle in fact." He paused and made a disgusted face before adding, "In fact if anyone but those two and me claim they are your uncles, I wouldn't be too happy. Just get away from them and hide as fast as you can. Right now you are still not being noticed by any of them but that will soon change so I have to teach you to hide your true heritage from those that could target you-"

"Wait," Gabe held up a hand, finally getting what Caleb was talking about as the gears in his mind started working and everything clicked. "I'm part angel?! What the hell? I can't be because my father would have told me because he tells me everything-"

"No," Caleb admitted. "He thought he was doing the right thing by protecting you from the life he grew up with. He didn't want you being a hunter and missing out on things that could be taken for granted. Even as poor as you are, you have a roof over your head, a school to learn, and you don't have to fear for your life. It's what he wanted for you after your other father died."

Gabe frowned as he processed this and sighed, hoping he wasn't going to pass out from the shock. He found that they were going towards his block of houses and stopped so he could ask some more questions, hoping that Caleb wouldn't close up now. He was on a roll today and was actually answering questions.

"And my other father was-"

"An archangel by the name of Gabriel," Caleb answered calmly. "I know it's a shocker kid. See your father loved him so much he decided to name his kid after him. That and I think he hoped by naming him after one of God's archangels, he could put his mind at ease that the demon quarter you got from your father being half demon would cause. It's really troublesome if you think about it. His father, your grandfather has done research about your dad for years wondering if he was half demon or cambion as they are commonly called. You did get powers from both sides though. Your cambion side is weaker than your nephilim side but it's all good. It's not like you're in danger anymore."

"But demon blood and angel blood shouldn't be able to mix right?" Gabe asked frowning.

"Right and that was why you were sick as a baby. Just be glad that you are definitely more human than you have demon blood. Angel blood is heavenly so be glad you aren't that contaminated that much. It hasn't been heard of ever either so also count your blessings that you are alive."

Gabe was really happy for that even though he didn't like the thought of being a tri hybrid. He was human first and foremost but he was also a quarter demon and half angel. This was starting to make his head spin. Turning back to Caleb, he noticed that the guy had a habit of not looking at anyone's face either. Maybe it was the guilt thing again. He was discreet about it but Gabe wasn't stupid and he knew that the man had so much guilt piled up that he ought to be feeling worthless. But stuck in his situation, Gabe knew he would probably feel the same way. Nothing was worse than knowing people now that would die in a few years and he was worried that this was too much on Caleb.

"Where's the future me?" Gabe asked suddenly. Caleb didn't say anything or move and Gabe continued, anxious to know how he would be like in the future knowing he had inadvertently caused the death of his father. "Come on Caleb, I've gotta know. Do I end up with a lot of money? Do I become a hunter like my dad tried to prevent or am I just some stupid kid that still thinks life is unfair because my took my father away from me? I bet it's why you're annoyed with me, you hate what I've become-"

Caleb pushed him into the wall and glared menacingly at him with such ferocity that Gabe forgot that the man was one scary person when he was mad. Maybe this was why he came back when everyone else couldn't and as for his own future self, maybe he died and Caleb felt even more guilty. They did say that tragedy corrupts and Gabe knew if he ever lost his father in a way that he could have been prevented even when he had said such bad things that he couldn't take back made it worse. He gulped realizing that he accidentally set off one of Caleb's triggers. Caleb blinked and loosened his hold but didn't let go yet. Gabe held his breath in case he made him become mad again.

"Your future self is dead," Caleb confirmed. "He's been dead for about three years now and in his place left behind a monster that doesn't care about anyone or anything. Why would fixing things change anything? I don't know but I do want to save Sam this time around so that he doesn't have to suffer from all this. He didn't deserve anything that had happened to him and all he did was trying to live his life the best he could. Just change what you can and everything will be better for all of those involved.

"You mean to say I could end up with Kirsten if I change the future?" Gabe asked obviously pleased with himself. "She's a new transfer in my school and she's ho-ot!"

"I would slow down," Caleb drawled. "You think your dad is going to let you date? Plus with your luck she could end up being some drawn out warrior or someone trying to steal all your powers. You aren't a normal nephilim you know? You have more powers than you should have that poses the problem at hand and you aren't a normal cambion either because you have only weak powers."

"Thanks," Gabe replied dryly, already turning his mind to Kirsten who could come after him any day. Please be a warrior woman, he wished silently. Anything but someone who was sent to kill me. I think I'm in love.

Caleb smacked him over the head and Gabe glared at him.

"What was that for?" Gabe demanded.

"For being a teenage boy with hormones," Caleb mumbled heatedly. "I should have known."

"What is this, it's the end of the world as we know it," Gabe replied with mocked shock. "You actually don't know about somebody and I do!" At Caleb's warning gaze, Gabe continued with a knowing attitude, knowing that he had him. "It's surprising and scary that you know so much about me but you do and yet you don't know this girl at all. I think I should get to know her and who knows, maybe she'll end up being my angel."

Gabe continued walking towards the house, ignoring Caleb shaking his head and mumbling, "This is who I am helping to save things. The world is doomed."

Right now he didn't care because his dad was alive, his report card held all A's except for one B in geometry, and Kirsten was the only person where fate wasn't being intervened. He could work with that. He could and Kirsten was pretty enough and seemed smart enough that he wouldn't complain about it at all. He could see himself actually happily thinking about her already and he didn't just do that with any girl. He knew his dad wondered at one point if he was asexual and joked that he just didn't have any of those normal teenage hormones. It wasn't true; he just didn't tell him about his misadventures. Okay so they were more like missions to find someone who would make him happy like the stories of the kind of love his fathers had shared.

All he had to do was rack up the nerve to talk to her.