Adam had been asleep with his face shoved against the window in the least graceful way physically possible when someone pushed his shoulder and woke him up. "We've arrived," Rowena hummed as she slipped out of the open door.

"Arrived where?" Adam asked as he opened his own door and rubbed his eyes.

"Your new home,"

Adam looked at the unassuming building in doubt. Really?

"Just go inside." Dean grumbled as he opened the door, quickly followed by Sam and Rowena.

Samandriel and Adam stared at the door before looking at each other for perhaps a moment longer than they should have before following inside.

It was a really dusty old place as Adam expected. "Really?" He asked his oldest brother who bitch faced him and pointed to another doorway. Adam looked to the door as Sam opened it.

As it creaked open, a short blonde man lept out of fucking nowhere and latched onto Sam like a fucking koala to a eucalyptus tree. "MOOSE!" He screeched happily.

"Gabe!!" Sam roared as the sudden attack sent him backing up against a wall. Rowena and Dean shared a look as this happened.

Samandriel looked immensely confused as the archangel came into view. "Gabriel?" He asked in slight disbelief. Gabe responded by staring at him for a second and snapping out of existence. Actually just into his room but he disappeared nonetheless.

"Who was that?" Adam asked, entirely lost.

"That was Gabriel. He's an archangel." Sam explained

"And clingy," Rowena chided

"To Sam at least," Dean added

Both snickered as Sam bitch faced them and went inside followed by Dean and then by Rowena beckoning Adam and Alfie inside. Which they obeyed.

"Woah," Adam uttered as he looked around. "How much is the rent?"

Sam scoffed, "No rent," he explained

"Samandriel." An easily recognized deep voice said. The angel quickly turned to the extremely guilty looking angel. "I am so sorry for what I did to you," he muttered, looking at his shoes.

"Cas come on," Dean sighed, ", you were under Naomi's control you're innocent,"

—

"YOU KNOW WHO WAS INNOCENT??" The author screeched into the void. "ADAM AND SAMANDRIEL THEY DIDN'T FUCKING DESERVE WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM I FUCKING HATE ERIC KRIPKE FUCKING SHIT," she cried as she repeatedly slammed her head into her mattress from which she wrote.

In response, Lucifer roared, "STOP BREAKING THE FOURTH WALL THAT'S MY JOB!"

To which the author said, "Fuck you Luci I'm the one running this shit."

Ahem, Anyway.

—

"I agree," Samandriel piped up. "You did not have control over your actions. Naomi is the one with my blood on her hands."

Castiel nodded slightly. At least some guilt was slightly lifted. It still pressed down on him but knowing he was forgiven was better than nothing.

—

Then the author started crying because her adopted gay angel son is sad.

"Stop breaking the fourth wall," Metatron cried, physically in pain because of it.

Fuck off scribe of shit.

But me too.

—

"Go get cleaned up, theres a bathroom over there and one over there," Sam told his half brother and the young angel, pointing in the directions of them, "Third and fourth doors on the right, down that hallway,"

"Thanks," Adam nodded slightly and grabbed Samandriel's arm before he walked too far in the wrong direction.

Rowena and Crowley stared at the scene.

"Looks like we have another one," the king of hell sighed

"Its alright, Mummy's here," Rowena said as she patted her shipping son's head.

"Never do that again,"

"Shush,"