Gabriel's POV.
I looked at my boyfriend and sighed. I saw him glance at me, "Look Gabe, I know you don't want to go... but I'm worried about you. You said yourself, angels never get sick." I looked at him. I knew he understood, but I just... didn't want to go. I was worried about what I'd find out. What was wrong with me. Ring, ring!!! Sam and I both jumped. I picked up the phone, "Hello?" "Gabe? Is that you?" "Yea, Dean what's wrong?" "Nothing, Cas and I are fine. Last night Cas had a dream that you weren't feeling good. We both agreed to meet you and Sam at Lucifer's." "Ok... But you two really don't need to..." I heard him sigh, and I knew, no matter what, even if it wasn't Dean's idea, they were both going to be there. "Too late Gabe... We're already there, just waiting on you guys." "Ok, we're almost there." "Alright, see ya soon." "Yeah, bye." I hung up. Sam looked at me, "What's up?" "Nothing, Dean said that Cas knew I'm sick, and they're both waiting at Lucifer's." I mumbled "Well looks like we'll see them now," I looked up. "Ok..." Sam pulled the car into park and grabbed my hand. Hey, it'll be okay." "But what if it isn't? What if I'm dying? Or... or..." Sam shifted and I looked up, tears, actual tears, gathering in my eyes. He gently grabbed my face, and leaned down, gently pecking me on the lips. "Come on babe," He got out, then opened my door for me. We walked up to the door and Sam knocked. The door opened and there was Lucifer. "Come in," we stepped in and saw Dean and Cas sitting on the couch. Castiel got up and walked over to me, hugging me. "Hello Gabriel," I hugged him back, "Hey Cas,". Dean too got up, but he went to Sam, and hugged him. "Stop dying," Sam growled, Dean smirked. "I'll try,". "Ok, this is all heartwarming and everything, but... you guys wanted me to check on Gabe, so..." Lucifer broke in. Sam nodded. "Ok, Gabe, will you please just lay on the couch?" I nodded and did as Lucifer asked me to, laying on the couch. "This shouldn't have to be long," I nodded. Lucifer waved his hand over me, first my head, then my chest, then my stomach. He stopped. "Well..." "Well what?" Sam said. Lucifer looked at him, " I think I found the problem..."
