A/N: I am going to try to write a chapter(or update a chapter) everyday. Sorry if they are out of character a little

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For the first time since Gabriel's "death", Sam slept peacefully, knowing the Gabriel was alive, and he probably got Sam's prayer.

The next morning, Sam was in a bright and cheerful mood:

"Good morning, Dean!" He'd said, his mood brighter than the sun.

"Why are you so happy?" Dean grumbled, annoyed at having to get up early, and tired of Sam's strange mood

Gabriel's alive! Gabriel's alive! Gabriel's alive! Sam thought cheerfully repeating those two words in his head.

Meanwhile, Gabriel was still confused as to why Sam had prayed to him the previous night. His prayer asked me to come to them as soon as I could.

Gabe figured I should be able to fly in a week or so, seeing as he could use his grace, but not fly yet.

Gabriel stumbled around the garden, already planning tree-and-flower inspired pranks. The old sparkle returned to his honey colored eyes, and the mask of a smirk had been picked up and put on again.

Sam thought of Gabriel every waking moment, occasionally sending a little prayer, and his mood reflected it: bright, happy, excited, giddy.

I wonder where Gabriel is. Is he OK? Sam was happy Gabe was alive and not dead, but he couldn't help being worried about where Gabriel was.

"Hey Gabriel, if you're here, I just wanted to ask if you are okay and that Cas would be really happy to see you... So would I." Sam sent a quick prayer to Gabriel, before slipping off in a dreamless sleep.

Maybe Sam doesn't hate me... is it possible that he likes me a little, like as a friend? I hope so. Gabriel was just sitting on a stone bench, next to an apple tree, when he received another prayer from Sam. Tomorrow, I should be able to fly again. Perhaps I'll pay them a visit. Gabriel thought with a smile.

The next morning, Gabriel did feel able to fly again, so he went to Sam and Dean's motel room, but made sure to stay invisible. Gabriel knew Dean would be less than pleased to see him, and Gabe really didn't want the headache.

After awhile (an hour maybe?), Dean left claiming 'I need food that isn't made for rabbits.' Gabriel inwardly chuckled at the way Dean worded it.

"Okay, Gabriel, you can show yourself. I know you're here." Sam sighed; Gabriel stopped in his tracks How the hell does he know I'm here?! And became visible.

"How did yo-"

"I don't know." Sam interrupted.

After a few minutes of awkward and uncomfortable silence Sam quietly asked "Were you actually dead, or were you faking?" Again. Sam thought.

"I was dead, but somehow, about a week ago, I was brought back to life, and put in The Garden of Eden."

"A week ago?! ONE WHOLE WEEK FOR YOU TO SHOW YOURSELF AND WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU RELAXED IN A FREAKING GARDEN! You could've come, but instead, YOU STAY IN A GARDEN!" Gabriel flinched

"Excuse me, but I don't just come when someone calls me like an obedient dog! MY GRACE WAS TOO WEAK FOR ME TO FLY!" Gabriel shouted the last bit at Sam.

"Oh." Sam looked down at his feet, faint blush creeping down his face and onto his neck.

Dean had finally gotten out of the motel room- not that it took much effort- and was on his way to meet Cas at the diner. Dean and Cas had been together two weeks now, and still Sam had no idea. Dean was afraid of being rejected because of the fact he was bi.

"Hello Dean." Dean almost jumped, but calmed himself—it's just Cas. Dean turned around, and gave his angel a peck on the cheek. His angel, how long had he waited to be able to say those words.

"Dean, we need to tell Sam. He'll understand." Castiel gave a reassuring smile.

"Alright, Cas, if you're sure, we'll tell Sam after dinner." Dean sighed.

Sam was filling Gabriel in on the recent events, when he noticed Gabriel staring at him. Sam waved a hand in front of his face and said "Gabe, Heeeellllllooooo."

"Hmm?" Gabriel asked, like he was recently pulled from a trance. Then when Gabriel looked at Sam funny Sam asked "What?"

"You-you called me Gabe." He whispered in a hushed tone. "No one has ever called me that before."

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't realize. I won't call you that if you don't want."

"No-no. I-I like it." Gabriel—Gabe said quickly.

"...Okay." Sam agreed after a short pause.

"About earlier, how did you know I was in the room?" Gabriel asked, suddenly.

"I-I don't really know. I could just feel you. I sensed your presence without seeing you. I know it sounds weird."Sam answered, honestly.

"Yeah..." Gabe muttered, absentmindedly, That would only happen if I was reaching out to him, and if he wanted me to be there.

Dean and Cas burst into the motel room, startling Sam, and, wait, was that Gabriel?! They were huddled semi-close together, but Dean just shook the feeling out of his stomach.

"Sam, Cas and I have to tell you something." Dean started seriously.

"Now, before I tell you, just promise not to make a big deal out of it please? And don't laugh, I'm being completely serious-"

"We're together." Cas stated flatly, cutting off any continued babbling Dean would have used to stall.

"Good! I'm happy for the both of you! You deserve to be happy, Dean. If Cas makes you happy, then I'm glad." Sam congratulated them, and Dean wondered why he thought Sam would overreact.

"Wait," Dean looked between Sam and Gabriel, eyes wide "Are you two- ya know-?" Dean asked with a strange hand gesture.

Sam let out a hearty laugh, and Gabriel chuckled a little, though both seemed humorless.

"No, Dean, we aren't together." Sam answered and Dean thought he saw a twinge of sadness in Sam's eyes as he said this, but decided it was a trick of the light.

The next morning, when Sam woke up, he noticed a Golden-colored feather on the table beside his bed. Sam smiled, and after he'd gotten dressed, put it in his breast pocket. He could feel the warmth and softness against his chest, even through the shirt. Sam smiled softly again.

"Rise and shine De-" Sam saw two lumps under the covers.Not one. Two. Dean groaned "Leave me alone, Sammy..." Okay, Sam decided, maybe I won't wake him—and probably Cas- up. They need to sleep. Plus, I don't want to be scarred more than I already am.

Sam slowly and quietly backed up. He wrote a note saying:You were asleep, I'm getting food, Be Back soon. -Sam, and left it, clearly visible, on the table. Sam then went to the diner and ordered a bag of breakfast tacos and some pie. He paid, then left, bag in hand, and walked back to the motel room.

"Sam! Where were you?!"Dean asked.

"I was getting food. I left a note, See?" Sam showed Dean the note, and he mumbled "Oh, I didn't see it."

"Clearly." Sam replied, "Bitch," Dean smiled "Jerk." They chuckled.

Dean was dreaming of him and Cas, sitting on a beach watching the sunset, while their kid snuggled close, tired after running around and swimming for so long. Cas had his wings wrapped around the three of them, encompassing them with warm, soft feathers. As the sun slowly sunk below the horizon, Cas kissed Dean.

He woke up, and Sam was gone. "SAM?! SAMMY ARE YOU HERE?!" Sam didn't answer so Dean began to panic, waking Cas up. "Cas do you know where Sam is?!" Dean asked, hoping Cas did.

"No, Dean, I just woke up. But I'm sure Sam is fine." Cas answered, and Dean's heart sank: Where was Sam?

Just then Sam came in, holding a brown bag, "SAM! Where were you?!"Dean yelled.

"I was getting food. I left a note, See?" Sam showed Dean the note, and he mumbled "Oh, I didn't see it."

"Clearly." Sam replied, "Bitch," Dean smiled "Jerk." They chuckled.

During this exchange, Cas just looked quizzically at Sam, as if trying to understand a hard puzzle, his head tilted in the most adorable way,

"Sam, why do I sense Angel Grace on you?" Cas asked, face all scrunched up. Sam flushed, cheeks turning bright red,

"I,uh, I-I don't really wanna answer that... I'm going out. Seeya!" Sam answered, embarrassed, and rushed out the door.

Once he was gone, Dean turned to Cas and said "That was weird. Do you know whose angel the grace was from?"

"Uhmmm..." Cas coughed and choked out in a weak voice "...Gabriel."

"WHAT?! WHY THE HELL WOULD GABRIEL'S GRACE BE ON SAM?!" Dean yelled.

"I-I don't know, just ask him!" Cas told Dean.

Sam ran out of the room before Castiel or Dean could respond in any way, and he ran to a library, and sat down at one of the computers. Sam took out the feather, and prayed to Gabe in a whisper "Hey, Gabriel. If your listening, come to Apple-bury Library when you can. Thanks," Sam relaxed in his seat and twirled the warm, soft thing in his hand. Why would Gabriel leave a feather on the ground? Sam wondered.