"You disloyal-"

"Oh, I'm loyal," Gabriel said. He was facing Lucifer. Sam and Dean had gotten Kali out of there so the two archangels were all alone, "To them."

"Who? These so called gods?" Lucifer asked

"To people, Lucifer. People."

"So you're willing to die, for a pile of cockroaches. Why?"

"Because Dad was right. They are better than us. "

"They are broken. Flawed! Abortions."

"Damn right they're flawed. But a lot of them try. To do better, to forgive. And you should see the Spearmint Rhino! I've been riding the pine a long time. But I'm in the game now, and I'm not on your side, or Michael's. I'm on theirs."

"Brother, don't make me do this."

"No one makes us do anything."

"I know you think you're doing the right thing, Gabriel. But I know where your heart truly lies." The real Gabriel that was standing behind Lucifer lunged forward. Lucifer grabbed Gabriel's arm and twisted it, plunging Gabriel's sword into his own chest. "Here. Amateur hocus pocus. Don't forget, you learned all your tricks from me, little brother," Lucifer pushed the blade in deeper.

Light escaped from Gabriel in a burst. He fell back and lay on the ground, his wings burnt into the ground he lay on

"Stop the car!" Sam sat up straight.

Startled, Dean stopped the Impala quickly.

Sam stumbled out of the car and almost immediately the contents of his stomach ended up on the side of the road. His head was spinning and hot tears were already trailing down his cheeks.

Dean ran over to him, "Sammy, are you okay?" He held his brother's shoulders.

Sam threw up again when he realized why he felt like this. Why it felt like something had been ripped from him.

He leaned back into Dean and cried, "Gabriel's dead…" He whispered.

"Dean. Stay here, I'll scout ahead," Cass said.

Dean and Cass were on a hunt. Dean would've preferred to stay back at the bunker with Sam but there were five demons terrorizing a town. Cass had offered to go with Dean and Dean let him. Now they were hiding behind a stack of barrels at the work yard where they had found the demons.

Dean nodded and watched as Cass got up and went to find the demons. After a few minutes Dean got up and went after his angel.

Dean ducked behind a crate when he saw Cass was trying to fight off all five demons, "Cass!" Dean shouted as Cass' angel blade got knocked out of the angel's hand. He dived forward, trying to grab the blade but one of the demons was faster. The demon that had grabbed the blade plunged it into Cass' side. Light burst from Castiel and Dean had to look away. When then light dissipated Dean crawled over to where Cass was laying on the ground. Angel wings were burned into the ground

"Cass…" Dean said quietly, pulling the angel blade out and tossing it to the side.

The demons were gone, supposedly dead, not that it mattered to Dean. He tried to get a pulse, a breath, anything as he stared into his angel's lifeless eyes.

"Please Cass… don't be dead," Dean tried not to break down into tears, "Bring him back!" He shouted to god, "You've done it before god so bring Castiel back!"

Dean started sobbing, holding Cass' body in his arms. He didn't receive an answer.

Eventually, Dean stood up, holding Cass' body close. He walked back to the impala, placing Cass in the back before getting in the front.

He cried a few more times as he drove back to the bunker in silence.

When Dean got there Sam was waiting by the door, having become worried because Dean wasn't answering his phone, nor was Cass.

Sam took a step forward when Dean got out then he saw Dean pick up Cass' limp body from the back seat. Sam stayed quiet as his brother walked to him.

"He's dead Sam… God won't even bring him back…" Dean said, looking down, not quiet at Cass.

Sam carefully hugged his brother for a few moment. After letting go he spoke, "We should give him a hunter's funeral."

"No. I refuse to burn away any chance of him coming back," Dean held Cass' body just a little closer.

Sam nodded, understanding why Dean didn't want to. He had refused when Dean had been buried so he let Dean refuse to burn Cass.

Sam grabbed the shovel as Dean picked a spot.

"He liked it right here," Dean said looking up at the night sky, "He said it was the best spot to look at the stars."

Sam started digging while Dean watched.

After the hole was dug Dean gently set Cass' body in it.

"Castiel, angel of the lord, may you rest in peace," Sam said.

"Open your eyes Cass," Dean muttered, "Just come back to us."

Sam placed a hand on Dean's shoulder. After a few moments of silence Dean walked inside and Sam filled the grave with dirt.

Once inside Dean found one of Castiel's old coat and placed it in the lit fireplace. He watched as it burned. In a way he was still giving Cass a hunter's funeral even if he refused to burn Cass' actual body.