"Hey guys," Becky says without looking up. She’s sitting at her laptop, typing furiously, and Gabriel is standing over her shoulder, pointing at something on the screen.
"He should use his belt here," Gabriel says. Becky looks up at Gabriel with a brilliant smile and then she starts typing again.
"I don’t get it," Dean asks.
"They’re writing fanfic together," Chuck says.
Dean’s eyes go wide. “You mean they’re writing - ” Dean points between him and Sam. Sam keeps watching the way Gabriel’s eyes are locked on the screen as Becky types, the corners of his mouth tugging into a wider and wider smile.
"Oh, it’s worse than that," Chuck says. He sounds like someone has a gun between his shoulder blades.
"Don’t worry, Castiel, you’re in this, too," Becky says, still typing. "Although Gabriel’s much better at your voice than I am." Becky looks up at Gabriel with adoration. "Do you want to finish the shower scene?"
"I would love to," he says. Becky stands up and lets Gabriel sit down, his fingers flying over the keys.