abriel banged loudly on the door he arrived in front of. Sam was cradled in his arms, barely conscious and whimpering. "It's okay, buddy. I'm gonna get you some help," he said to his boy before banging on the door again.

"Go away!" a very cold and threatening female voice spoke from inside.

If Gabriel were anyone else, and he knew what was good for him, he would've heeded the warning. He knew exactly what that woman could do if you pissed her off. Hell, he'd experienced it. However, not only was he an archangel, he was a father. His son needed help and he wasn't leaving without it. "Open the damn door!"

Sam whimpered again.

Gabriel held him closer. "Shh. I'm sorry, sweetheart. It's okay."

The door suddenly flung open and the dark-skinned woman behind it looked shocked.

"Kali, help me," Gabriel pleaded. He hated the way his voice sounded right now, but he knew that Sam was dying, and he couldn't do anything about it. He needed help.

"I thought you were dead," Kali said, still shocked.

"Help me," Gabriel said again.

Kali at that moment noticed the child in her former lover's arms. He appeared human, and felt mostly human, but there was something not right about him. She couldn't place it, but something just felt off. "What's wrong with him?"

"Do you think I'd be here if I knew that?" Gabriel asked impatiently. Okay, so he did know a little. He knew that what was happening to Sam wasn't normal. He also knew he couldn't heal the boy, which led him to believe this had to do with the Pagan magic inside of him. That was why Gabriel had gone to Kali instead of Michael.

"That's not what I meant. Something isn't normal about him," Kali said before putting a hand on the boy's forehead. She immediately felt the hint of pagan magic fighting inside him. She was pretty sure she knew what was happening. He had Pagan magic in him and she could tell just by touching him that this 'child' was much older than he appeared. "You idiot! Follow me!"

Gabriel followed his ex-girlfriend inside and though a very spacious living room. From there they walked through a hallway and into Kali's bedroom, where a low-level demigod was waiting almost naked on her bed.

"You, get out," Kali ordered.

"What the hell is this?" the demigod asked irritated.

"I said get out now!" Kali snarled dangerously.

The demigod huffed, but he apparently had some self-preservation because he used his power to disappear right in front of them.

Gabriel snapped his fingers to make sure the sheets were clean and then carefully laid his boy on the bed.

Sam groaned. "Daddy?"

"It's okay, Sammy. Daddy's right here," Gabriel soothed.

"You of all people with the desperate need to play 'daddy' to some brat," Kali snarled. Of everyone she knew, Loki, or Gabriel, was the last person she'd ever think that would use the deaging ritual. He wasn't the parent type. He was basically a child himself.

"Kali," Gabriel warned. He was far from in the mood, and he wasn't going to allow her to go at him in front of Sam.

"Do you have any idea what you have done?!" Kali asked loudly.

Sam began to cry at the loud voices.

Gabriel ran a hand through his son's hair and made shushing sounds. "Watch your tone in front of my kid."

"Fine. Come with me," Kali said before walking towards the door.

"Daddy will be right back, Sammy," Gabriel told the boy before following Kali. He walked out of the room, but left the door open so he could still keep an eye on Sam.

"You are a moron! If you suddenly felt the need to be parental, you should've had your own, or at least chosen better! You had no business using that spell on a human!" Kali fumed.

"It wasn't about that. Using it was the only way to save him. It doesn't matter anyway. Just tell me what's happening to him," Gabriel demanded.

Kali sighed. "That spell wasn't meant to be used on humans. Their systems can't handle Pagan magic inside them for long."

"No, I did the research. It was used on a human before," Gabriel argued.

"You didn't do much research if that's all you know. You didn't find out what happened to that human before deciding to try it out on another one, did you?" Kali asked scathingly.

"I didn't have a lot of time," Gabriel admitted. He was starting to think that maybe he should've looked more into it before he used it on Sam, but he had to act fast. It wouldn't be that long before Sam made the choice to let Lucifer in.

"The last human the ritual was used on was dead within three years," Kali said.

"No!" Gabriel exclaimed before running back in the bedroom to Sam's side. He knelt down and placed his hand on his son's head.

Kali walked back in as well. "The magic you used to change him is fighting his human body. It's killing him."

"You have to do something. There must be something that will help him," Gabriel said, close to tears. He couldn't lose his son. There was nothing in this world he loved more than Sam. Absolutely nothing. Not even his father or brothers paled in comparison to this little boy. He wouldn't' survive losing him.

"I assume you've already tried yourself," Kali said.

Gabriel nodded. "It worked for a second, but then he just got worse. Kali, please, there has to be something you can do."

"Even if there was, why should I help you? Your stupidity is why this happening. I ought to let you learn from your idiocy," Kali said.

Gabriel stood up and his eyes darkened. "So you can do something. You will help him. You owe me. You owe him!"

"I owe no one!" Kali immediately responded with a quiet snarl.

"I saved your life! I stopped Lucifer from killing you. My son pulled you out of that hotel because I asked him to! You owe us!" Gabriel told her in the same tone.

Kali looked at the boy. "This is a Winchester?"

"Yeah. You owe the both of us. But you know what? That's not why you'll do it. You'll do it because if you don't, I'll kill you. You thought you had the upper hand on me at that hotel. You didn't. I could've easily stopped you from plunging that fake blade into my chest. I could've killed you with nothing more than a finger snap. I didn't because I cared about you. But if you let my son die, I will not hesitate to kill you here and now," Gabriel said as threatening as he could. He was an archangel, so he knew it was very affective.

Kali sighed. She never really had any intention of letting the child die. She might be cruel, but not to that extent. She'd just decided to let Gabriel suffer a little for his stupidity. Obviously, it backfired. "I don't know if I can save him. No human has ever survived that ritual. Of course, only one other God has been stupid enough to do what you did."

"But you have an idea," Gabriel said. That was enough for Gabriel. As long as he had hope, he and Sam could get through this.

Kali looked at the boy. "The Pagan magic is killing him because the majority of him is human. That feels wrong to both sides. It's making the magic fight. If we can make him just a little less human, we might be able to stop it and settle the magic."

"What are you suggesting? Somehow turning him into a God?" Gabriel asked shocked.

"No, I don't think we have to go that far. We just need to give his blood a bit of mixture. If we transfer some of my blood into him, It will hopefully be enough to save him. But I don't know what it'll do to him. It might have the opposite result. It might kill him faster. And even if it saves him, I don't know what complications might make themselves known later on. It won't turn him into a God, but that doesn't mean he won't have some affects," Kali warned.

Gabriel snapped his fingers, and everything needed for a blood transfusion appeared on the bed next to Sam. It would be the easiest way to get the blood into him. "It's the only choice I have. I can't let him die. Do it.