Freaking Witches

Safehouse

"Is it safe here?" Sam questioned, starting to think about the things that might be lurking off somewhere in the dark.

Gabriel paused and cocked his head to the side. Sam watched in curiosity as a smile curved up the side of the archangel's face. Suddenly, Gabriel lifted his hand and snapped his fingers, causing him to vanish on the spot. Sam's eyes quickly darted around the room, keeping his eyes peeled for any movements that might indicate where Gabriel had gone.

However, before Sam had much time to look, Gabriel reappeared in the same place as before with a second small popping sound.

"Well, it's safe now." Gabriel chuckled. "I've also stock us up on holy water, iron, angel blades, you name it I got it. I went all out and got the whole nine yards. When Cas gets here I'll have him help with the angel shielding sigils."

"You can't do it without him?" Sam asked curiously.

"Oh! I totally can, but he won't be able to find this place if I put them up before he gets here." Gabriel explained.

Sam nodded slowly before asking, "So... how long are we going to be staying here?"

"Well, probably for a while, the heavenly hosts are gonna want Dean and Castiel's head on a stick. You know as well as I do that they will dispose of anyone who tries to get in their way." Gabriel said.

"Is there really no way of fixing this before it turns into a war?" Sam moaned, dragging his fingers through his long hair in distress.

Gabriel was silent for a beat too long before saying, "Nahh... not really."

"Not really or no?" Sam pressed. "What are you keeping from me Gabriel?"

"It's nothing. I just... it not an ideal solution. So no. There is nothing we can do." Gabriel told him, not meeting Sam's eyes.

"This is my brother we're talking about Gabriel." Sam snarled, getting into Gabriel's face and glaring down at him. "If there is a solution to this, you are going to fix it."

Even as a female, Sam still towered over the short archangel.

"Like hell I am." Gabriel said with a look of indignation on his face.

"Why not?" Sam snapped.

"Cas won't let me. He is one mother fucker who I don't wanna cross Sammich. Besides, the solution will just cause us more problems than its worth. " Gabriel explained as he crossed his arms.

"Well, what is elusive this solution?" Sam snapped.

"It's not important!" Gabriel shot back.

"I'm waiting." Sam snarled.

"Alright, fine, bossy." Gabriel sighed in defeat before speaking again. "There is one way to get rid of it... but it is painful, nasty business. There is no guarantee that Dean would even survive it." Gabriel told him.

"What would he have to do?" Sam asked solemnly.

"It's pretty complex stuff Samsquatch. It involves soul bonding and shit... but the bottom line is I don't think Dean would come out the same. There's only a 5% chance that he'd even be live through it. I know he's strong, but I don't think he would be strong enough for this." Gabriel told him. "If he did live through it, Dean would end up in a strait jacket, drooling on himself in a nut house."

"If you don't remember, Dean made it through forty years of hell." Sam muttered. "That right there would send most people to the loony bin."

"Sam, it just won't work okay?" Gabriel snarled. "No matter what we do we're gonna be fucked." Gabriel said quietly. "Dean won't be the same."