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Chapter 11

Dean is the first to step up. "Sammy, I swear," he growls, "If this is your way at getting back at me for Balthazar."

"Me? Castiel is the one I've been dating," Sam growls back. "Cas? Is that true?" Dean pulls his hand from Cas', eyes softening, "You've had a boyfriend this whole time, my brother?"

"D-Dean. I didn't know, I swear," he shakes his head, "But I'm not the only one at fault here..Gabriel. How could you..and Sam?"

"Hey, you have no room to speak," Gabe snaps. "God," Sam pinches the bridge of his noes, "It's like you and Dean are the only ones that don't know each other."

"Oh," Dean smirks, "So you don't know?" He's sees this as a perfect way to get back at his brother. "Dean, don't," Gabe warns, staring daggers at the eldest Winchester. Cas and Sam both share dumbfounded looks. "Yeah, we went on a couple of dates," Dean pauses, "Screwed once."

"You slept with someone else?!" Sam face drops but his voice grows and he takes steps away from Gabriel. "Sam, we were drunk," Gabe pleads, "It was an accident."

"You slept with my brother?" Cas intervenes, face twisting to disgust. Dean forgot that Castiel was right there, just now remembering the two are brothers. "Don't look at me like that, you've been with my brother this whole time. You're not innocent here either Cas," Dean barks. "I didn't sleep with Sam, that was all Gabriel."

"Okay," Gabe shrugs, "But you were sleeping with Sam's brother. Tell me that's  different."

"I didn't know they were brothers!"

"Still cheating."

"As if you weren't, Gabe," Sam scoffs. "We weren't dating, we aren't dating, remember? You're with my brother and you were cheating too," he points accusingly. "As if you, Cas, and Dean weren't?" Sam yells. They all start shouting at once, placing the blame on each other and everyone else.

"Everyone, shut. The hell. Up!" Dean screams over everyone, "We're all at fault here."

They all sigh and glance around at each other. "Why don't we..just establish me and Cas, Gabe and Sam?"

"I can't," Sam shakes his head, "Y-you slept with him. I just can't." He sadly moves away from the Novak.

"Cas?" Dean asks softly. He looks up, a dreadful smile, "Dean..you slept with my brother too. It's–I..I can't."

"That's just great," Dean chuckles numbly, covering his face.

They all go their separate ways, blaming themselves more than anyone else because realistically, it was everyone's fault. No one person is to blame.