A/N: A little shorter this time around, not much is left of this Story, a few Chapters - after looking at the ideas I had in mind I'd say three - at best.
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The following morning arose, Sam was up by dawn and out for a morning run at 06:30AM, on his way out he peaked into the War Room, seeing both Gabriel and Castiel lying amongst themselves on a table, Castiel was blank of expression contrasting to Gabriel who was holding a concentrated face, it was clear his body was fighting against the warding dotted around the Bunker. Guilt washed over Sam but he knew Gabriel wanted to keep it in place otherwise Michael and Raphael would find them again.
When Sam returned about forty minutes later Gabriel was awake, leaning heavily against the World Map table, Sam raced down the stairs to aid the Archangel Fish but he was shrugged off, Gabriel shakily handed Sam a piece of paper saying
I'm OK, just getting used to the warding
"When it gets too much for you, tell me. I know you want Cas safe but you can only do so much if you can't stand up. Come on, there's less warding near the bedrooms, give yourself enough space to rest and I'll send Castiel down your way when he wakes up"
Gabriel only nodded, allowing Sam to hold his arm escorting him to a bedroom where the effects of the warding weren't so strenuous
Gabriel tugged on Sam's arm - after being laid down on a bed - for attention and used ASL to pronounce his gratitude
"No problem, I'll be checking on you later, OK?" Sam leaned over a stole a forehead kiss while he had a chance, the Archangel Fish shook his head good-naturedly in response, if he had the strength he would of returned the favour.
Meanwhile Michael and Castiel were still scouring half of America to find their missing solider. He was hidden well and Angel Radio had been cut off
"He must be warded against us," Michael reasoned
"Who would be able to do that? Crowley has gone underground, we cannot fail at our mission. Doing so would show weakness and leniency" Raphael grumbled
"Breathe, little Brother. Crowley knows we are looking for him and will eventually make a mistake, Demon's are not smart and their leader is no different. We must keep the Winchester's in mind, they may be harbouring all of them"
"We still haven't found them, where do you intend to start?"
Michael contemplated his response "There is new developed blind spot I've been unable to travel to, I have followed whispers of an underground operation that went extinct in the late 50's, their safehouse is still out there and its location conveniently lies in that blind spot inside Lebanon, Kansas. I suggest we look there first"
"A blind spot is difficult but we've overcome greater challenges" Raphael agreed
The duo teleported themselves as close as possible in search for any signs of their Brothers. Compared to well... everyone around them Michael and Raphael stood out against the crowds passing them, their robotic stance and cold eyes was a dead give-a-way, plus their height, even to some Human males they were at least two the three inches taller.
They entered various shops and Diners, knowing the Winchester's usual routine when hiding or on a 'job' both Archangels were coming up short and their tempers and patient was wearing thin, Michael once again reasoned that they were searching within a blind spot so it was natural they were having difficulty with this task until Raphael came up with an idea, more specifically a spell. If the Winchesters had a 'Witch' on their side why not fight fire with fire. However instead of searching for the Winchesters or either Castiel or Gabriel they were on the scavenge for Sulphur.
A large body of Sulphur abruptly stopped only four alleys away from their current location the first and third oldest followed their path, the door maintain a six-pointed star which of course required a key for entrance. Stepping back, Michael checked around their area to avoid an array on onlookers he kicked the door in with unnatural strength and powers, it took four kicks to finally break free off its hinges, the pair stalked inside, suddenly an unwelcomed phase burst them stunning them.
"Warding..." Michael hissed
"Crowley's... doing" Raphael sneered, noticing the Sulphur path had stopped and dashed away the complete opposite direction after the door had been dented to the point of breakage
"No, not the Demon, Gabriel..." Michael hunched forward taking a shaking step "He knew we would find them" The duo stumbled in ready to take on the force that was Sam and Dean Winchester knowing even in their weakened state they would take back what is theirs.