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Sam didn't like the silence that filled the air in the bunker. It didn't feel right to be sitting at the large table, eating takeaway with Jack and Castiel. And yet, here they were, just the three of them. Sam missed the conversations at the table, he missed getting up to get more food from the kitchen, he simply missed the presence of his brother Dean.

Sam guessed it hit Castiel a little harder than him, missing not just his best friend, but also his own brother, Gabriel, having him lost for the third time already.

Sam missed Gabriel, too, more than he initially thought. He was never really fond of the trickster-turned archangel but knowing he was dead for good left Sam unsettled. It certainly didn't help that Jack still wasn't over what had happened. He might have actually been happy if everyone around him wasn't mourning.

Even if nobody was talking, the knocking on the bunker's door disturbed the silence. Sam decided to open the door, as the knocking wouldn't stop. He lifted himself up from his chair and dragged his feet across the floor, up the stairs and opened the door.

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Serah stuffed her hands in the pockets of her jacket. Her back hurt after having stayed in the backseat for a few hours. When the door opened, she straightened her back, chewing on her bottom lip nervously.

The man behind the door was tall, broad shoulders. He observed all of them, that being Serah herself and the two men that brought her here in the first place. His eyes widened, his lips parting for him to say something, even if he wasn't entirely sure which words should leave his mouth.

"Adam? Alfie?" he simply asked, prompting in a light chuckle from the men next to her.

"It's been a while," Adam said. "But we're not here for you."

"We were looking for Gabriel," Alfie replied. He had to lift up his chin so he could watch the man in the eye.

"How are you not dead?" the man asked.

Adam shrugged off the question. "Sam, just tell us where Gabriel is. He said he would be here."

Sam turned his head and looked towards the room behind him before he turned back to them. "Gabriel died. A while ago."

Serah took a step closer to Sam. "Dead?"

Sam nodded. "Did you know him?"

"We should probably tell the story from the beginning," Adam cut off Serah's words.
Sam took a step back and let them in. The interior was huge and they took the staircase that led down to the floor. On the table, there were two people Serah didn't know, but one of them seemed to recognize Adam and Alfie. He got up, approaching them as they were walking to the table.

"Castiel," Alfie said smilingly. He made a few bigger steps and wrapped his arms around the man.

"Samandriel, how are you not dead?" Castiel looked troubled and a bit relieved. "I saw you die."

"I had a little help," Alfie simply replied.

It looked like Serah, Adam and Alfie interrupted the other during lunch and she felt sort of sorry for them. Sam invited them to sit down, so they filled up the empty space around the table that was much too large for three people.

Serah was definitely the youngest person on the table, having had her seventeenth birthday a few weeks ago. 

"So, where do we start?" Alfie said. 

"At the beginning," Adam replied and chuckled. 

Alfie watched him for a second, then turned back to the others. "Gabriel brought me back and gave me two task to do; get Adam out of the cage and find Serah." His gaze wandered over Serah and Adam. 

"Both was a pain in the neck," Adam added and leaned back. "Gabriel did give us an address but Ariel didn't wanna let her go." 

"Ariel?" Castiel repeated.

"He raised me," Serah said.

Alfie sighed. "We don't know why Gabriel gave her to Ariel. We also don't know why he wanted to reach out to her now. We just know that he did."

"It doesn't matter now, anyway. He's dead."

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