Here's two chapters in two days for y'all! As a side note, Cat usualy does Dean's dialogue and I do Sam's -Dog

The case provided some unforeseen complications and the brothers didn't get back to the motel until dark. Sam was wrapping Dean's sprained wrist when a fuming Castiel appeared with Gabriel in tow.

"What were you thinking, Dean?" He barked. Dean jumped in surprise. "Gabriel just did the unthinkable to save the world and your ass and you just kick him out? Look at him, he's broken!"

Sam gave Dean his bitch face, "Seriously, dude?"

The older brother raised his hands, "What? He killed me. Like a million times!"

Sam just shook his head, "You don't even remember that. He killed his brother, Dean! Don't you think that should mean something?"

Cas opened his mouth to join in but Dean beat him to it, "Okay, okay! I'm sorry. We'll babysit him for a while, but one sign of a trick and he's gone! I'll go get another room for you two." He stomped out, clearly unhappy of the though of Gabriel staying with them.

Castiel went up to Sam, "I'll probably stay here for a night or two, but I need you to look after him when I leave. I've never seen him so fragile." He shook his head sadly, "He and Lucifer were so close, I can't even imagine what it must feel like."

Sam nodded, folding his arms and shifting his weight to one leg, "He called Lucifer his Dean."

"That sounds accurate." Cas rumbled. "Go join Dean in the other motel room. Good night." He said curtly and turned away to help the mute Gabriel to the far bed, leaving Sam to gather his and Dean's luggage and go meet his brother in the motel's main lobby.

"Cas seemed really pissed off." Commented Dean once Sam had joined him.

"Really? Ya think?" Sam snarked, glaring at him, "You kicked his brother out, Dean!"

"I said I was sorry." Dean grumbled, "but I still think that he's not our responsibility." He added, earning him an eye roll.

"Let's just get some sleep. I think we deserve it after that God-awful case." Sam said, ready to forget the whole thing for a few hours.

"Alright, we'll talk about what we're going to do with douchebag in the morning." Dean agreed, Sam didn't appreciate the name calling. Gabriel may have been annoying before, but to Sam's eyes, he'd well-earned their respect and forgiveness. He had paid dearly after all.

The brothers ulocked the room next to the angels, dumped their stuff on the floor, and collapsed fully-clothed on the beds. They were asleep in minutes.

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Cas was gone when they checked on their original room in the morning. Sam knew he hadn't planned to stay long, but he wasn't looking forward to having to keep Dean in check for Gabriel. The archangel still wasn't speaking and it looked like he had spent the whole night staring out the motel's fingerprint-stained window. It wasn't until the had checked out of the motel and driven to the nearest diner for food that he spoke.

"I'll just stay out here," Gabriel had whispered sadly, curling his knees up to his chest in the backseat.

"You sure?" Sam checked, and Gabriel nodded. So Sam and Dean entered the diner alone. After they had sat down and ordered, Dean started to talk, "So what are we going to do with him?" He asked, staring at Sam almost demandingly. Sam shrugged, "The same thing we did for Cas, I guess. Take him on the road with us, hunt with him. We could use an archangel."

"Yeah, but does he even have his mojo now? I mean, he doesn't seem very powerful at this moment." Dean countered.

"Who cares?" Sam replied, "We'd take care of Cas if he didn't have his, wouldn't we?"

Dean sighed and rubbed his forehead, "Yeah, but this isn't Cas. This is the asshole angel that stuck us in tv land."

"Well, we'll have to figure something out, and having him hunt with us is about the only option we have right now. Cas wanted us to stick by him as much as possible. W

hich we currently aren't." Sam said in a tone that broached no argument. Dean couldn't think of anything else to say so he settled down and waited for the food. When it arrived, Sam finished before Dean and went to the Impala to check on Gabriel who was curled up in the smallest way possible with his head on his knees.

"Gabriel, are you okay?" Sam asked, sliding into the backseat so he could comfort the angel. Gabriel's head came up and Sam saw the tracks of tears that had run down his face.

"I would rather have died Sam, I was ready to. There's nothing left here for me. I can't go back to heaven, I can't masquerade as a god anymore, and neither of you want me to stay. It would have been better- "

"Hey, no no no." Sam cut him off, "Don't think like that, we do want you to stay. Well, Dean doesn't but I do. C'mere." He wrapped gabriel up in a warm hug and gabriel took a deep breath and let his head fall onto Sam's shoulder. They stayed just like that until Dean came out to the car singing, "'doo, doo, doo, looking out my ba-... am I interupting something?"