Once back in the corridor behind the Heavens, Gabe snapped his fingers, and when I looked around, we were in my room at the bunker. "Hey! What about Handsome?" I asked. Gabe winked at me. "Safe and sound in the garage, honeybuns. I wouldn't want you sneaking out to get him, now would I?" I hugged him around the waist. "So, how are we going to explain being gone for hours?" Gabe smiled his hot Trickster grin and I sighed happily. "We won't. We've only been gone about half an hour." I blinked. "Time runs differently up in Heaven." Gabe explained. Just then, the door opened and Sam stepped in. "I thought I heard you guys." He let his eyes take us in. "So? All good?" he asked with a cocky grin. "Yeah, Samsquatch, we're peachy." Unphased, Sam winked. "When you're done cuddling and making up, come and fill us in on the decission." I grinned at his retreating back. "Well, cat's out of the bag now." I sighed. Gabe frowned. "I could wipe his memory..." he offered. "Don't you dare, Gabriel! I don't mind him knowing. Hell, I think Bobby and Dean are on to us too, so leave him be!" Pouting, Gabe gave in. "If that's what you want..."
Once again we sat in the kitchen, a fresh cup of coffee in front of us. "So, Gwen. You come to a decission yet?" Dean asked. I sighed. "Yes. After I got another opinion, I'm good." Sam, Dean and Cas looked surprised. "Another opinion? Whose?" Sam asked curiously. I glanced at Gabe, who nodded. Bobby wanted us to say Hi, so it really wasn't a secret. I looked at the brothers, and at Cas. "Someone whose opinion I value highly, as does Gabe." Three pairs of eyes swiveled to Gabe, who popped a sucker out of his mouth and nodded. "She's right. I took her myself." Cas tilted his head. "But Gabriel, I don't know of anyone whose opinion you value, but yourself and... Dad." The silence was laden and everyone but me stared at Gabe, waiting eagerly for his answer.
Gabe watched his brother with warm, sympathetic eyes. "I know, Castiël, I know, but I have met another, very wise man, with real integrety. I thought Gwen would agree with me, so I took her to him." I nodded vigourously. "And I'm 100% sure you guys will agree with him too." Dean quirked an eyebrow at me. "Really? Who might this beacon of wisdom be then?"
I looked him straight in the eye. "Bobby." The reactions of Dean and Sam were predictable. Dean huffed incredulously, and Sam looked excited. "Bobby? Really? How is he doing?" I smiled warmly at the memory. "He's fine. He asked us to tell you Hi. And Dean, he does have a fine stock of Johnny Walker Blue. We emptied a bottle when we were there." Dean smiled. "You went to him, upstairs? And he's ok? Those flying asshats haven't been nasty to him, after Cas' visit?" I shook my head, and Dean sighed relieved. "Well, what's your choice then, hon?" Dean asked. Slowly, but certain, I pulled my feather out of it's hiding place. "Let's light this candle." I said and put the feather on the table.