Gabriel had sent the siblings back to their shared room, also permitting them to speak once more. (Y/n) held her head in her hands as dizziness came over her from the brief meeting; in other words, it hadn't been enough.

"Okay... Did that... Holy crap," Dean gave his siblings a wide-eyed look as his brain went over all that just happened.

Sam bobbed his head up and down. "Yeah, tell me about it." His eyes met Dean's for a split second. "By the way, next time I say 'Let's keep driving', uh, let's keep driving."

The eldest nodded. "Okay, yeah, next time." He glanced over at

(Y/n), who had taken a seat on her couch, rubbing her fingers on her temples. "You good?" She waved a hand in the air, nodding slowly. "Right..."

Sam placed his hands on his hips and started to pace around. "Uh, all right, so, what's our next move?"

"I-I-I don't know," Dean chuckled, shaking his head. "We grab those poor saps out of the freezer, I guess-- bust 'em out. Gank a few freaks on the way if we're lucky."

"And when are you ever lucky?" Everyone snapped their attention to Gabriel, who was now sitting next to (Y/n). His hands were around her waist, pulling her into his lap. The Winchester sighed and moved her head back to rest against his chest, closing her eyes to take in his presence.

Dean made a face. He still wasn't entirely caught up on their whole 'soulmate' thing. "Oh, you know what? Bite me, Gabriel."

"You're not my type, Dean. Your sister's closer to mine," the archangel shot back, putting his head on top of his soulmate's kissing her hair. "Try with Cassie. I'm sure he'll do it."

"I should have known. I mean, this had your stink all over it from the jump," Dean narrowed his eyes. "And bringing her here too, excellent plan. Good job."

Gabriel raised his eyebrows. "You think I'm behind this?" He removed his arm from his soulmate, sitting up to properly face the brothers. "Please." (Y/n) stayed close to him as he stood up. She needed his contact. "I'm the Costner to your Houston. I'm here to save your ass."

"You want to pull us out of the fire?" His mind ignored the 'soulmate' situation as the words left his mouth. The shock was more pointed at all of the things the archangel had done in the past.

"Bingo!" Gabriel looked at the brothers than to his soulmate. "Those gods are either going to dust you or use you as bait. Either way, you're uber-boned." He gestured to Sam and Dean, already picking something else up for (Y/n). "And the gods also know about her being connected to an angel, and we're lucky they don't know it's an archangel as well as me."

Dean scoffed. "Wow-- 'cause a couple of months ago, you were telling us that we need to play our roles. You were uber-boning us."

He was talking about him and Sam, due to none of what was happening during the TV show fiasco pointed towards (Y/n).

"Ohhhh, the end is still nigh. Michael and Lucifer are going to dance the Lambada," he paused and narrowed his eyes, losing his playful tone. "But not tonight. Not here."

"And you only care because our sister is your soulmate, and we're stuck here?" Dean crossed his arms, ignoring his sister's scowl.

Gabriel nodded, but before he could add anything, Sam stepped forward. "Do they have a chance? Against Satan?"

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Really, Sam?"

"You got a better idea, Dean?"

The archangel narrowed his eyes at Sam. "It's a bad idea. Lucifer's gonna turn them into finger paint. So, let's get going while the going's good."

"Okay, great. Why don't you just zap us out of here?" Dean intervened.

Gabriel sighed. "Would if I could. But Kali's got you by the short and curlies." He pointed to his chin, then pointed at the brothers. "It's a blood spell. You guys are on a leash." (Y/n) didn't get nicked.

"What does that mean?"

"It means I have to do something I really don't want to do," Gabriel answered slowly, his honey eyes flickering to his soulmate's. "Mind giving me some space to talk to her?"

Sam and Dean eyed each other, but stepped away and walked to the other side of the room out of the eye's view.

"You think seducing Kali will work, Gabe?" (Y/n) asked quietly, hoping her brothers wouldn't hear their conversation.

The archangel sighed. "Honestly, no. But it's worth a shot." He dug his hands in his pockets, going over a problem that may occur. "If it goes wrong... I promise you that I'm not really dead, okay?"

(Y/n) went over his thoughts and nodded slowly. "Sure, Gabe." She pressed a hand on his chest then pushed her lips on his. Aware that her brothers were staring behind them, she backed away and pecked his lips once more then stepped back. "Please be careful."