Sam's POV.
I woke up to the sound of vomiting. "Gabe...?" I got, up walking into the bathroom. I was used to this, it had been happening for about a week. I was getting worried about Gabe. Ever since we had sex four weeks ago Gabe has been acting weird. I was thinking about taking him to one of his brothers. Michael? Lucifer? Probably Lucifer, he doesn't hate me. As much... "Hey Gabe... I was thinking..." "What?" "You've been sick for a week... Angels don't get sick... I think that you should see one of your brothers..." "No!" Gabe said. "Gabe please..." "Look Sam, I really don't want to--" he broke off and continued vomiting, emptying his stomach of all food he had last night. "Yea, you're seeing Lucifer..."
Dean's POV.
I woke up, looking over to the other bed in the motel. Cas was twisting and turning. I got up, "He, Cas... Shhh..." He woke up, fear in his eyes. "What's wrong Cas?" "I had a dream.." "And???" He looked into my eyes. "And Gabe is sick... Because of your brother..." "What?" He looked up to me... "They're going to see Lucifer. I think we should meet up with him too..." "Cas why?" I looked at him. "So that we can check on our brothers." I sighed... "Ok... But for now, let's sleep." Cas nodded, and as I tried to get up he curled his fingers around my shirt. "Please... I don't want to be alone..." I looked at him. "Ok..."
Lucifer's POV.
I looked up.. "Well this is going to be interesting..." I muttered as thunder rolled across the sky.
