Oh my titles. So eloquent. ^^;
Have another randomly stopped piece of the Sabriel Destiel faery fic. Because I was too lazy to write more today than this. The first part is…HERE (even though that’s not really the first part since it starts in the middle of it) *flees*
Which, of course, was the moment Dean and Castiel burst in and things went to hell all over again. Everything seemed to happen at once. Gabriel turned, unnervingly quickly, preternaturally quickly, impossible to miss. Dean’s easy going grin seemed caught for a moment, as the elder Winchester locked gazes with Gabriel, taking in the glowing red eyes. The familiar smile frozen in cold shock reminded Sam, who could only look on speechless in surprise, of a broken doll, frightening and alien. Then the grin was gone amid Dean swearing and throwing himself at Gabriel, all violence and promise of pain, leaving Castiel standing lost in the bedroom doorway.
Sam’s surprise only increased when he saw why Gabriel had been calling Cas his brother, though it shouldn’t have been a revelation. Of course, it was so obvious now. It wasn’t by blood that they were bound. In a moment, Sam had taken in Castiel’s true form, glamour stripped away now, probably due to Gabriel’s severe distraction. Because, the younger Winchester surmised, it had to be Gabriel who’d been holding Castiel’s glamour in place if it couldn’t be seen even while wearing fairy oil.