(AN: THIS MIGHT BE A LITTLE CONFUSING BUT HERE IS A GUIDE: IF THERE IS A NUMBER BEHIND A NAME, THAT MEANS THAT'S THE SEASON THAT CHARACTER IS FROM. THANK YOU AND ENJOY.)

He rolls over and sits up groggily, he runs his hands through his messing (but fabulous) hair. Remembering where he was and what situations he's in, he falls back on to the bed with a groan. He lets his hands fall both side of him, but feels something odd underneath the right one. He picks up the object to find that it is a note.

"From Dr Sexy M.D to a procedural cop show," Sam reads. "What does that even mean?" He asks the air, he scrunches the paper up and throws it across the room and shuts his eyes, but a scratching keeps him up.

He sits up and watches the words form on the wall. "Ignore the last note. Just save them." Sam reads, he thinks for a moment, but hunger interrupts his thoughts.

Sam rolls out of bed and slips on his plaid shirt and walks outside in search of food. He hears talking a little way off, but still close enough to hear. Sam looks to where the voice is coming from and finds Dean talking to a very tall guy with really fabulous hair. Sam squints closer, but decides that it's best to hide.

Sam ducks behind some bins to watch his brother and the obscenely tall guy. The two wrap up their conversation and Sam gets a better look at tje guy Dean was talking to, and it's him. Dean was talking to Sam just over there, Sam's eyes go wide at the site.

Sam double checks to make sure that no one, and especially not Dean.5 and Sam.5 can see him as he makes his way to a nearby diner.

Sam had absolutely no appetite at all, but something drew him in. He peers around the diner. He notices that they're all the same people you'd expect to find in a diner. All except one. Sam notices this one straight away and looks on to him. He charges over and aggressively grabs the man's collar and drags him out the back.

"What the Hell? Hey, you can't go around grabbing people. Hey, you promised me you'd never go after me again, and here we are."

"Shut up Gabriel!"

"Whoa, no. I'm not Gabriel, I'm-"

"The Trickster, also the Archangel Gabriel who ran away from heaven because he couldn't deal with it. Now tell me, Gabriel. What the Hell is going on?" Sam snaps, Gabriel raises his eyebrows. "Well I was enjoying my food until you came along," he responds.

Sam rolls his eyes, "last time I checked, you were dead. Not eating several cakes by the counter," Sam says.

"Look bucko, clearly you have some questions that I don't have answers to."

Suddenly (while their backs are turned) the stone angel appears holding a note. Sam plucks it from its hands and reads it aloud.

"Trust him, he'll help. He could save us," he reads. Gabriel moves up so he can see the note.

A wave of pain crashes through Gabriel, his Grace twisting and burning in the pit of his stomach, he bites his lip to keep from yelling. He clenches his eyes shut and Sam turns his back to the stone angel, it disappears and takes the pain with it.

Gabriel snatches the note away from Sam and reads it for himself. "Any ideas?" He questions the moose, "why are you so interested?" Sam retorts, Gabriel rolls his eyes, "because." He starts, "it looks like fun. So are there more notes?" He asks, Sam reaches into his back pocket and pulls all the notes out and hands them to Gabriel, who inspects every one. "Are there more?" Sam nods but doesn't move.

"Do you want me to help or not?"

"Not really, no."

"Well this looks like fun so I'm helping anyway."

Sam scoffs but leads the Trickster back to his motel room, carefully avoiding Dean.5 and Sam.5.

They get to the room and Sam points to the paper on the floor and the words carved into the wall. Gabriel inspects each one.

Sam watches the Trickster carefully, weary of the monster he is and everything he's done. Still, he did die to save Sam, but he couldn't say that.

"Okay, what's with the staring. You look like you want to strangle me," Gabriel inquires. "Maybe it's because I do," Sam replies coldly. "So what, I killed your brother 103 times, he'll live," Gabriel retorts. The two lock eyes across the room (Dean and Castiel style) and stay that way for ten seconds (if you hold eye contact for 6 seconds or longer, it reveals a desire for sex or murder). The eye contact is broken by the stone angel appearing in the room, Gabriel gets to it first.

"It has nothing written on it. Look at it," the Trickster hands Sam the paper. Sam inspects it and looks at the stone angel. "Seriously?" He yells and throws the paper back at the stone angel. He turns away and sits on his bed, Gabriel blinks and the stone angel disappears. He looks at Sam's bed then the one next to it.

"Good thing you got two beds."

"Meaning?"

"I'm going to need somewhere to stay if we're working together." Gabriel walks to the empty bad and flops on it. "So, what now?"

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They had read over each note and inspected the empty one. They talked about what each note could mean, but still drew a blank.

"This is going nowhere, and I have places to be and people to trick," Gabriel raises a hand to snap his fingers to disappear, but Sam stops him.

"As much as I hate you, you wanted in. So now you're part of this and I am not figuring this out alone, so you are staying."

"Just call Dean-o. Besides, you can't keep a trickster in one place."

The stone angel flies in while they're not looking, but Sam notices the new arrival and pulls the note from its hands.

"I can't call Dean, and besides, we've got somewhere to be."

"Where?"

"Do you remember the mystery spot?"

(AN: Hey Pandas! So that's another chapter, hope you liked it and I'll see you all soon, bye!)