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Dean opened the door to the dungeon and turned on the lights. Walking to the shelves he pulled them open to reveal Crowley just as he had left him.
"So I heard you wanted to talk to me?" He growled at the demon. At least he could take his frustrations out on Crowley without any judgement from anyone.
"No actually I wanted to talk to kitten." Crowley replied smugly at him. He may be in chains but the Winchesters didn't scare him.
"Yeah well he's not here right now so…" Dean said crossing his arms and glaring at him.
"I have nothing to say to you." Crowley replied looking away from Dean.
"Okay then." Dean responded turning to leave the dungeon and Crowley to whatever it was he had been doing when he was alone.
"Martin Hayward and Brandon Favours." Crowley said as Dean turned his back on him.
"What?" Dean asked turning back.
"Their demons. You asked for names I'm giving you names. Their under performers, spike them and you'll be doing me a favour." Crowley replied.
"Wow you break easy." Dean said shaking his head at the demon.
"Please, your little plan to have me stew in my own delicious juices, pathetic. You want intel. I want things too. Maybe we can come to some kind of arrangement. Quit pro quo Dean." Crowley stated.
"So these are what then freebies?" Dean asked incredulously, Crowley would never give him anything for free. It just wasn't who he was.
"Not at all. You can consider them fair trade for the knowledge that Castiel is here." Crowley replied smugly.
"You stay away from him or I swear to it Crowley, I will kill you." Dean snapped. He didn't want Crowley anywhere near little Cas.
"Promises, promises Squirrel." Crowley replied as Dean turned and walked away from Crowley shutting him back up in the dark of the dungeon. He knew he had to walk away or he might just kill the guy, and they still needed him.
Gabriel was sitting on the side of Sam's bed healing him when Castiel returned from putting his blade away. When he saw this he stayed quiet, making his way to the chair and sitting in it. He wished he had his brothers ability to heal, then he could have helped Sam during the time that Gabriel had been away. He looked around but couldn't see Dean. He wondered where he had gone. He hoped that he and Gabriel had made up. He didn't like it when they fought, Gabriel was his big brother and Dean was the righteous man. They shouldn't be arguing.
Gabriel pulled his hand from Sam's forehead and turned to smile at his little bro.
"Hey Cassie." he said tiredly. He still felt guilty about making his brother cry. He was supposed to be the fun loving brother.
"Hello Gabriel." Castiel replied with an answering smile. He had missed having his brothers grace near him when he was away.
Sam looked between the two angels and smiled. They loved each other so much, it reminded him of him and Dean when they were younger. He turned to Gabriel to thank him and noticed the shadows under his eyes. Hadn't Dean said he had killed Abaddon? That must have taken some power and then to have to come and heal him. The archangel was no doubt in need of serious rest.
"Hey Gabriel. Why don't you go lie down? I look after Cas for a while." He said smiling at them both.
Gabriel was about to turn down Sam's offer but then he realised that he was actually quite tied. The rescue of Dean had taken quite a bit out of him, and what he had left he had just used on Sam. So he just nodded.
"Sounds like a plan. You okay with that little bro?" he asked smiling at Cas.
"Of course Gabriel. Though I still don't understand why you need to rest when you are an angel." Castiel replied with a frown on his face as he thought about that.
"Yeah well. Sammy-o here is hard work." Gabriel replied with a smirk on his face for Sam who just rolled his eyes at the archangel.
"Come here Cas. I'll teach you how to play poker." Sam said to the little angel causing Gabriel to laugh as he got up off of Sam's bed.
"I wouldn't let Dean-o find out your teaching him that or he'll have your head." He said as he made his way to the door.
"He taught me when I wasn't much older so he can't complain." Sam replied with a shrug of his shoulders getting the deck of cards he had on his night stand and getting them out.
"Doesn't mean he won't." was Gabriel's parting shot as he left the room to go and recharge his batteries before he had to heal Sam again.
Dean returned to Sam's room to find his brother extremely frustrated and Cas grinning like a man mad.
"What's going on kids?" he asked from the doorway.
"Sam taught me to pay 'poker'., and is now rather vexed that I keep beating him." Castiel replied smiling up at Dean.
At that Dean chuckled. It serves Sam right if Cas kept beating him, he shouldn't be teaching him how to play poker to start with.
"I don't see how you can keep wining." Sam replied frustrated, sounding a bit like a whiny child.
"It is simple Sam, I keep track of all the cards played and work out the probability of what the next will be." Castiel said completely innocently.
"So what you're saying is your card counting." Dean replied through his laughter. "See this is why you never play card games with an angel." he continued, turning to his brother who just glared at him. "Okay, well Crowley gave me a couple of names. So why don't you spend your bed rest time looking them up?" Dean finished giving Sam a bit of paper with the two names on it.
"And what are you going to do while I do the research?" Sam asked Dean with a bitchface expression.
"I was thinking of making dinner." Dean replied with a smile. Sam couldn't complain about him not helping him research if he was making him food.
"Dinner doesn't take that long to make Dean." came back Sam's reply.
"It does if you're making burgers." Dean answered with a smirk and crossing his arms.
"Fine." Sam gave in with a grumble. he actually would really like Dean to make burgers for dinner, which meant he would be doing the research alone, as per usual.
"Hey Cas. Wanna come help me with the cooking?" Dean asked standing.
Castiel looked up at him and nodded with a big smile on his face. He did like helping Dean in the kitchen it was fun.
"Where's Gabe?" Dean asked as Cas climbed off the bed and took his hand.
"Resting." Sam replied absently. He already had his laptop out and had started looking up the names Dean had given him.
"Okay. Come on buddy." and with that Dean and Cas left Sam to his research.