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4

"Drive."

Dean didn't wait to be told twice, he started the car and sped off down the road.

"Cass where are-"

Before Dean could finish asking his question they were back in the bunker, and Cass looked exhausted.

"Dean. You saw who was there with him. We can't just walk him in there, not with Sam waking up now. Who knows what will happen."

Dean nodded grimmly, looking between the two angels in his car, and the door to the bunker.

"Okay...I'll go talk to Sam. Try to wake him up if possible."

Cass nodded and looked down at his elder brother, a sad look appearing on his face. Dean let out a soft sigh, grabbing his angels hand.

"We got him now Cass. He'll come around and be okay. We just have to get him inside."

Dean ran his fingers through Castiels hair, pulling him into a gental kiss before exiting the car.

Sam was currently curled up on the bed, the bundle of feathers from Cass, sitting clutched in his hand, though he seemed much more peaceful now than before.

Dean walked into his room, sitting beside his brother. His head was spinning with information that he hadn't processed entirely, but he knew one thing for sure. The demons we're using Sam to torture Gabriel. Which meant that letting him near the archangel could be really dangerous. He ran his fingers through his brothers long hair, trying to ease him out of sleep.

"Sammy...hey Sammy wake up. We gotta talk...wake up you giant...."

Dean shook him until his eyes finally cracked open and focused on Dean.

"Hey. What the hell happened?"

"How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

Sam tilted his head in confusion.

"Does what hurt? Dean what are you talking about? I'm fine man."

Dean looked at him for a moment in silence before sighing and looking down.

"Sammy I gotta tell you something, but you have to promise to stay calm okay?"

Sam was suddenly wide awake and allert, looking at his older brother.

"Dean what's wrong? Where is Cass? Did something happen to you two?"

Dean shook his head quickly.

"Cass is fine, look. It's not about Cass. It's about....it's about Gabriel Sam."

Sam's eyes darkened, his demeanor changing to one of confusion.

"What about him Dean? You said so yourself he's gone. We can't get him back, we tried...what more is there to tell me?"

Dean glanced towards the bedroom door, hearing the bunker door close.

"Dean? What's going on?"

"We found him Sam...Sammy we found Gabriel. He's here with Cass now."

Sam shot up, about to rush out the door, only to be grabbed by Dean and forced back onto the bed.

"Sam wait. You gotta let me explain first."

"Explain what Dean? He's back. Just...I need to see him okay? Just let me see him. We can talk after."

Sam pulled free of Dean and exited the room, walking into the living room where Cass had just laid a barely awake Gabriel on the couch.

Sam walked over to him, standing behind Castiel, just staring at the archangel. He felt nothing but pure rage at what he saw. His angel was beaten and broken bloody. His lips sewed shut, his body covered in scars.wounds to deep for anyone but an angel to survive. His once beautiful blonde hair, now a dark matted mess covered in blood and other stuff that Sam couldn't tell. He felt his feet carry him to the man, sinking to the floor beside him.