~*~Gabe's POV~*~

It was awkward, Gabe thought, After Dean and Cas came in, things were weird. Before we were talking normally, but then Cas and Dean came in and Cas left and Dean was drunk. Sammy.

Gabe drifted off into sleep his dreams of the hunter. Angels don't need sleep, but Gabriel liked it. Sleep calmed him down, and there are things called 'Dreams', that are fun.

*BEEP—BEEP*

Gabe woke up to the sound of his phone beeping. It was 8:00 and Sam had texted him.

Come whenever.-Sam

Okay. Seeya in ten.-Gabe

Great. :)-Sam

:)-Gabe

~*~Sam's POV~*~

"Ya texting Gabe again?" Dean asked before putting an Advil pill inhis mouth and taking a swig of the cold water.

"C'mon Dean. Act mature!" Sam complained while his phone buzzed :)-Gabe Sam smiled and turned off his phone. Sam got up and went to the bathroom to get dressed. While he was taking off his shirt, the golden feather fell out of his pocket.

Sam bent down and picked it up, twirling it in between his thumb and index finger. Sam placed the feather on the counter, continuing to get dressed. Once he was done, Sam put the feather in his new shirt's pocket.

He smiled at the familiar warmth. He walked out of the bathroom, and a minute or so later, Gabe popped.

"Hey Dean-o, Hi Sam." Gabe said, wearing his smirk proudly. He glanced down at Sam's shirt and the smile grew larger.

"Sammy and Gabey, sittin in a tree, K-I-" Dean sing-songed, but Sam covered his mouth with a big hand before he could continue. Sam's face was turning bright red.

Is Dean still drunk? Sam wondered, He should've slept it all off by now, though.

"Is he drunk?" Gabe asked.

"I don't know. I thought it would've worn off by now." Sam told Gabe. A faint pink color was spreading up Gabe's tannish skin, although Sam didn't notice because he was restraining Dean. Within minutes, Dean had passed out, and Sam carried him to the bed.

"Mhmmmm..." Dean mumbled something, unintelligibly.

"What? Dean speak louder." Sam told him.

"Mmmhmm-" Dean was sleeping again.

Suddenly, Sam remembered Gabe was still in the room. Shit. Now Gabe and I are alone...

"Sammy-boy, why have you been avoiding me?" Gabe asked, casually.

"I-I- W-w-what?" Sam asked. Smooth, Sammy. Real smooth.

Gabriel laughed. A real laugh, with a little bit of his true voice shining through. Beautiful. Sam thought.

Gabe's laugh was contagious, and soon, Sam found himself laughing along.

"Seriously though, why are you avoiding me, Sam?" Gabriel said, taking a strangely serious tone of voice.

"I, ah,-" Sam started, How am I supposed to answer that?! "I, uh, I'm not. Really, I, uh, think, uh." Sam lied, badly.

"C'mon, Sammy! Tell me the truth!" Gabe complained, pulling a pouty face.

"...Don't call me that." Sam muttered, "I'm not lying. I, uh, haven't, um, been avoiding you. At all." Sam, you have lied better before! Come on! Lie convincingly!

"Whatever." Gabriel said, face falling a little.

~*~Gabe's POV~*~

Sam's acting kinda weird. He's obviously lying to me. Why, though? He won't talk to me. And why did Dean say 'Sammy and Gabey, sittin in a tree, K-I-'? This doesn't make any sense!

"Okay, Sam any leads on the vamps nest?" Gabe asked after awkward moments of silence.

"Um, yeah. I think they're at the old abandoned warehouse, right here." Sam pointed to the warehouse on the map.

"Wanna check it out?" Gabe asked.

"Like, right now? Dude, Dean's unconsciousand I don't know where Cas is. Let's wait until Dean wakes up, at least." Sam told him.

"Okay, okay. Well what do you want to do until then?" Gabe winked.

Sam rolled his eyes, but said "I don't care. You know how to play cards?"

"Poker? What game do you want?" Gabriel asked.

"Poker's good"Sam said, as Gabe zapped a deck into existence.

They played for awhile, but Gabe shouted

"I win! AGAIN!" and Dean woke up with a groan. "What time is it?"

"3:00ish." Sam said, laughing along with Gabe, the feather glowing warmly against his chest.

"We were waiting for you to wake up, so we could check out a warehouse." Sam told Dean.

"Awesome." Dean grumbled, rubbing his temples. "Where's Cas?"

"Don't know. Just pray to him or text him or something." Gabriel said. Dean shot a death glare, and winced from pain. "There's Advil on that table." Sam nodded at the bedside table.

"Alright. Let's leave in ten?" Dean said. Sam and Gabe nodded and left the room.

~*~Dean's POV~*~

Weird. Sam and Gabe. Together. Practically flirting and laughing their asses off. What's with them lately?

Dean had taken the Advil, and was getting dresses, when he heard more laughing from outside.

Sammy's so happy around Gabriel. What did I do this morning? Dean wondered. Then he remembered Shit. Shitshitshitshitshitshit! I'm pretty sure I sing-songed Sammy and Gabey sittin in a tree! Oh my God. Shit. At least Sammy covered my mouth before I could say any more? There was a knock on the door, and Dean remembered where he was. In the motel room, standing in the middle, fully dressed.

"Dean, You in here?!" Sam was pounding frantically on the door. Usually, Dean would make fun of him, but this time, he just said

"Yeah, Sammy! Out in a minute!"

"..." No response. "Sammy?"

"...Don't call me that!" Dean exhaled a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

Dean walked out and found Sam and Gabriel in the car- Sam passenger, Gabe in the back- and got into the driver's seat. "So...You don't know where Cas is?"

"No. Sorry, Dean. But Gabe was right, if you want him to come, pray or text." Sam told Dean, who rolled his eyes.

Hey, Cas. I don't know if this counts as a prayer, but come whenever you can. We're going to the old warehouse. Dean said in his head. God, I'm talking to myself.

They pulled up the warehouse and Sam jumped out, Gabe just popping himself up with a snap. Dean collected himself for a few seconds, before getting out.

"Okay, I'll sneak around the back, Sammy go through the side door, and Gabe through the front." Dean instructed. A quick nod from both, and they were off.

Inside, there was a few of 'em. They were torturing a young lady dressed in a jacket and skimpy shorts.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Sam bellowed in rage. He's always had a soft spot for people being tortured. Ah, well, can't beat them join them! Dean came from behind, beheading two, and Sam getting three, while Gabriel took out the remaining one.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked, voice filled with worry and concern. Gabriel's face darkened visibly at Sam's tone used on a woman they didn't know.

"Define alright." She muttered

"Did they bite you?" Dean asked

"No. What are they?" She asked. "I'm Angelica, by the way."

"Well, Angelica, you aren't going to believe me, but they were vampires." Sam told her.

She nodded, silent, chewing on the inside of her mouth. "I thought they were extinct?"

"Wait, you're a hunter?!" Dean asked

"Oh. Sorta. I'm a new recruit, my father and mother died on a hunt." Angelica said.

"So they were hunters, but you weren't" Sam asked, clearly confused.

"Yeah, they said I was too young to hunt. But sometimes they worked cases, and told me when I turned 17 I could hunt with them." Angelica explained.

"Okay. But they died?" Sam asked gently. "And now you want revenge?"

"Yes and no. I want to help save everyone I can, but also find out who killed them." Angelica said, crying.

"Okay. Who do you live with? Who's teaching you?" Dean asked.

"My sister. She's 25, and has been hunting for seven years now."

"Alright. Where are you two staying? We can drop you off." Sam said "And also, Vampires aren't extinct... Not yet."

So they got into the Impala, Angelica next to Gabe in the back.

"So, uh, you guys never actually told me your names." Angelica chewed her lip nervously.

"I'm Sam Winchester and this is my brother, Dean. That's Gabriel aka the trickster, sometimes called Loki." Sam said,

"Wait, like the archangel Gabriel?" She asked.

"In the flesh." Gabe smirked.

"And you guys are the Winchesters?" She asked.

"You've heard of is?" Sam asked.

"Pretty much every hunter in the world has heard your story. Few don't believe."

~*~Sam's POV~*~

The car ride was long and filled with awkward small talk accompanied by awkward silences. Finally, they pulled into The Nite Light motel and got out.

"Okay, guys, thanks for saving me. Here's my number, if you ever need anything." She smiled.

"Is it okay if we walk you in?" Sam asked, concerned.

"Okay." Her smile grew.

"Here's our numbers, call us if you need help on a case or anything," Dean told her.

They knocked, and a pretty redhead answered. "CHARLIE?!" Sam and Dean shouted simultaneously.

"Sam! Dean! Good to see you two again!" Charlie said.

"Wait. You know each other?" Angelica asked.

"Worked a case together a few years back. She's like the sister we never had." Dean said.

"What are you guys doing here?" Charlie asked.

"We were working the vamps nest case, and we found her being tortured by them." Sam nodded at Angelica.

"Vampires aren't extinct?"

"Nope." Gabe answered.

"Who are you?" Charlie asked, noticing the small angel for the first time.

"Gabriel."

"The archangel?"

"Yup." Gabriel popped a candy into existence. "Nice to meet you."