The next day when I woke up, Gabriel and Lucifer were both sitting by the beds. I sat up and gave them a look.
"What are you guys doing? Didn't you sleep?" I asked.
"I don't need to sleep." Lucifer replied.
"And we were keeping an eye on you two..." Gabriel yawned.
"Angel boys need to sleep?" I asked Lucifer after gazing at both Gabriel and the still asleep Samandriel.
"No, but humans do." he replied.
"Are you saying they are turning human?"
"I don't know exactly what they are turning into..." He told me, then turned to Gabriel. "Get some sleep, I'm going to find the Winchesters."
Before Gabriel could argue, Lucifer was gone. Gabriel sighed. Samandriel began stirring and Gabriel looked at him expectantly.
"Gabriel?" he asked, sitting up.
"I'm right here bro, how you feeling?" Gabriel asked him.
"I'm not certain... Okay, I estimate."
"Okay bro, well we're losing our powers fast. First rule of being human, act it. No overly smart talk." Gabriel yawned again.
"Hey!" I exclaimed, getting out of bed. Gabriel shrugged at me.
"Sorry, but it's true. Would you ever say stuff like that?"
He was right, I wouldn't. There was the occasionally person that might. I took one more look at Gabriel and knew he needed to sleep.
"Dude, you're exhausted, get some rest." I said.
"I have to explain everything to Samandriel..." Gabriel protested tiredly. I walked over to him and Samandriel.
"I can do that, bed." I ordered, pointing to my bed. Gabriel sighed, tired and defeated.
"Alright, alright. You humans are always so pushy." he grumbled, making his way over to my bed. He didn't seem to care that I'd used it. The moment he hit the pillow, he was out. I chuckled softly and sat down on the other bed next to Samandriel.
"What did Gabriel mean when he said he had to explain everything to me? And why was are he and I sleeping? Have we lost our remaining powers?" Samandriel started asking a shit ton of questions.
"Dude, dude, dude, DUDE!" I exclaimed, grabbing his shoulders. He shut up, looking down.
"It's okay, just relax." I told him. "I'll explain everything. It may not all make sense, but... um. Well... welcome to being a human. Life doesn't always make sense."
P.O.V Of Dean
"Cas, what do you mean you can't flash anywhere anymore?" I snapped at him. The angel... or whatever the Hell he was now, stared at me and gave a small shrug.
"I don't know Dean. I believe all of the angels have lost their powers. I don't know if it is because of the lockout... maybe there is more going on that we do not know about."
"What do you mean Cas?" I asked.
"I can't help but wonder if God has been locked in Heaven or... kicked out as well." Cas said quietly.
"Wait, so you're saying there's a possibility that... that bastard is walking around Earth now too?" I couldn't hide the surprise in my voice.
"Please don't speak ill of my father like that Dean... but yes, I believe it is possible. But I don't know..." Cas sat down on the edge of my bed and buried his head in his hands. I sighed.
"I'm sorry Cas. I'm just so angry with him... If he is really out there, why didn't he stop this shit from happening? Why does he let anything bad happen to humans, angels, anyone! Why does he let innocent people die? If you ask me, you're father's an ass. Or as you say it... assbutt." I tried to lighten my mood by adding a teasing comment into my complaining. I sat down beside Cas and shouldered him.
"No one is perfect Dean, not even God."
"That's funny, because you know... I'd think the Creator of everything would be." I rolled my eyes.
"No. Nothing is perfect. Every little thing has it's flaws, whether you can see it or not." Cas spoke softly. I felt empathetic towards him. I knew what it was like to have blind faith to an absent father... He was so strong about it, though... Even at the thought of my father, I felt a lump form in my throat. I had to concentrate hard to hold back the tears. I followed everything my father for a long time without question. He wasn't perfect either. Cas was right, nothing was...
"Cas... is Adam really out there?" I asked to break the silence.
"Yes Dean." Cas answered. My stomach did a flip and the lump in my throat grew larger.
"Is he okay...?" Cas looked at me.
"I don't know much Dean... There is much I need to learn. Perhaps we will find him and you can ask him yourself."
"You think he will be angry with me?" I asked worriedly.
"I don't know." Cas said simply. I hung my head, then I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Cas patting me awkwardly.
"It's alright Dean..." he attempted to make me feel better. I couldn't help but snicker at him.
"Thanks Cas." He nodded. I looked into his blue eyes and found myself at a loss for words. I'm not going to say it was good to hear a shattering sound from the other room, but it helped break the awkward silence.
"What was that?" Cas asked.
"SAM?" I called, standing up. I raced out of my room, Cas at my heels. We got into the kitchen and Sam was standing still, glass bits on the floor, staring at someone.
"Hey Dean." Sam greeted, not even moving.
"Lucifer?!" I exclaimed.
"Hello Dean, Castiel!" Lucifer greeted as well.