I tried to carry on

Of brotherly love

 "Gabe, you're smothering me" I wease.

 "I don't care, I missed you" he said.

 "You sound like a mother thats son just came home from college" I wine, trying to pry myself out of his grasp.

 "Oh my sweet little Cas" he laughs and releases me.

 "You're such a big bag of dicks." I laugh.

 "So, you still love me" he laughs "Centuries of support, I might as well be your dad. " he continues "speaking of, dad said you're human now."

 "Yeah, I asked him to." I say.

 "Im not even going to ask." he says and walks over to Sam and Dean.

 "Hi, I just want to say, I know I was an asshole. I know you have no right to forgive me. I just ask you one thing..." he looks to Dean and says "... watch over me and make him happy."

 "You're not leaving" Sam says "Cas needs his brother." he sighs "Or Im going to need a new one."

 Gabe turns to me "What's he talking about?"

 "I'll tell you in a minute." I say.

 Sam says "Im going to take a shower" and walks off.

 "Im going to clean out the impala. Cassy put you're stuff in my room and love Gabe into you're old room." Dean says as he kisses my forehead lovingly and walks back into the garage.

 I turn back to Gabe, who is giving me a suprized look.

 "They know you're into guys?" he asks.

 "Yeah" I say.

 "Dean knows you like him?" he asks.

 "Yeah. He knows everything. " I say.
 
 "Everything?" he asks.

 "Even you saving me in heaven." I say.

 "They just excepted it?" he asks.

 "Some more than others" I say, looking over my shoulder, at Dean, cleaning out the impala.

 "So have you two... you know?" he asks.

 "Not yet, Gabe." I say "And I really don't want to talk about it with my brother."

 "Yeah. Good call there." he says.

 "Come on, let's move my shit." I say.

 "Okay" he says.

 While we're moving, I tell him about Lucifer, literally, stabbing me in the back.

 "He's always been a dick." he says.

 "I've heard" I say.

 We were now sitting in his room.

 "Yeah" he says "Was that the last load?"

 "Yeah" I say "I don't have that much stuff. Want to come with me to do some shopping, tomorrow. I need to get some clothes."

 "Yeah, sure Cas" he says.

 "Gabe?" I ask.

 "Yeah?" he asks.

 "I never thanked you... " I can feel tears start to fill my eyes. "... for saving me, in heaven. Thank you."

 "Cas, you don't need to thank me. I did it for my own reasons" he says with a sigh "I saw a little queer and you were open about it, if only I would've had those guts, maybe I would've, came out long ago..."

 "Gabe, it's not a shame to gay. I don't even care that you're gay." I say.

 "Thanks Cas." he says "You gave me so much support, that you didn't even realize you were giving."

 "Thanks Gabe" I say.

 "You're welcome" he says.

 I smile and say "Im going to take a shower"

 He laughs and says "Go ahead, Im going to get some sleep"

 "Gabe, you don't sleep" I say.

 "Angel's can sleep, but we don't have to. I like to sleep." he says.

 "Alright, Goodnight." I say.

 "Goodnight" he says.

 I close the door on my way out of his room.

 Dean is laying in bed when I enter our room. He's reading a lore book, of course.

 "Oh, hey Dean" I say.

 He puts his his book on the side table and smiles at me "Cassy, you coming to bed?"

 "Not yet. I think I want to take a shower." I say.

 "I'll get you some clothes" he says, turning to the closet. He reaches in and grabs a pair of boxers, pajama pants and a t-shirt. "Here you go babe."

 I grab the clothes from him and throw my jacket on the chair. "Thanks Dean"

 Before I leave the room I walk over to Dean, who has returned to his book, and kiss his forehead. He tries to say something but I walk out of the room before he says it.

 The shower was warm and refreshing. The water hit my skin and cleansed my soul. It felt as if it was washing off the whole day. I didn't know why Hannah like showers, until this moment. It just felt... good. I can't describe what it felt like, I can only say it felt good.

 When I get out of the shower I look at my, human, self for the first time. My small, muscler, cat-like body. The only scar I have is a tattoo, an enochian tattoo, that I got when I didn't have my grace. The tattoo was an odd size and about six inches above my hip bone, on my side.

 My eyes are a right blue, almost to blue, most likely, because the angelic grace that used to surge through every cell in my body. My hair is jet black and ravenous. Im handsome, but not Dean handsome.

 "Time to get back to Dean" I say to myself.

 I walk into our room and Dean, still, is reading.

 I walk to the hamper and put my dirty clothes in it. Then I walk to my side of the bed, and lay down.

 "Are you ready for bed, Cassy?" Dean asks. He had, without me noticing, put up his book.

 He looked so cute. His face, softened. His eyes, so green. And I couldn't help myself.
"No" I say.

 He looks at me with an eyebrow raised, I smile, naughty ideas on the mind...