"Brothers?" Gabriel asked quietly as he approached the cage.

Michael sat in one corner by himself, eyes closed tight. Lucifer kicked angrily at the bars which were wrapped in tendrils of holy fire leaving burn marks on his feet and legs. He screamed in rage and agony. Tears streamed down both of his brothers faces.

Adam was huddled in the far corner. Death had already done his job and gotten Sam's soul out and Gabriel had only just now found the courage to speak to his brothers. He spoke louder, so as to be heard over Lucifer's rage. "Brothers."

Lucifer stopped mid kick. Michael lifted his head from his knees and blinked. "Gabriel?" He asked quietly. His voice was raw.

Gabriel gave a small smile in greeting. "Hi." He said, his voice sounding meek, even to his own ears. Michael stood slowly, his once white wings drooping low to the ground as though he didn't have the energy to pick them up.

"W-what are you doing here, Gabriel?" Michael asked as Lucifer stared.

"I came to talk."

Michael blinked and quickly made his way to the front of the cage. He reached a hand out stopping just before the metal bars where the flames greedily began licking at his hands. He screamed in pain and jerked back his burnt fingers cradling them to his chest. Lucifer slowly crept up behind his brother and stood beside him.

"About what?" Lucifer asked coldly.

"What happened to you?" Michael asked. "Where have you been? When you disappeared, we all thought that…" He trailed off and shook his head slightly. "I looked everywhere for you."

Gabriel nodded. "I know. But with all the fighting, I just couldn't take it anymore. I was tired of being told to pick a side. Of clearing fledglings out of the way of your wrath. I left. I've been living with some pagans."

Michael looked down as though ashamed. Lucifer looked away. Finally Lucifer spoke. "I'm sorry, Gabe. The fighting was only between Michael and myself. We should have kept you out of it. And the others." Lucifer swallowed and looked back at Gabriel. A silent apology glinted in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, brother." Michael said quietly, still not meeting Gabriel's eyes.

Gabriel nodded. "It's forgiven and forgotten, brothers."

Lucifer gave a small smile of thanks. Then Gabriel touched the door to the cage, muttered the Enochian spell, and the door swung open. Both of his brothers looked on in amazement.

"What—?" Lucifer began but Gabriel cut him off.

"Please. You didn't think I just came down here to talk, did you? Nope, prison break time boys."

"But," Michael's brow furrowed. "Father will be angry."

Gabriel smirked. "His orders. That is, if you keep a low profile. You know, no major, destroy the whole world kinda fighting."

Michael smiled slightly. "We can go home? To Heaven?"

Gabriel grinned. "Back to our own corner." He nodded his head to Adam. "And bring the kid, too. We'll drop him off with his mom."

Michael held out his hand to Adam. "Come on, Adam." Adam jumped up grabbing his hand. Lucifer grabbed Michael's other hand while Gabriel took Lucifer's. All four looked up.

The three archangels and the lost Winchester returned to Heaven.