It's not like Dean's the only one gaping. Sam's doing his best impression of a fish out of water as well, his stomach twisting as he tries his best to sort out what's just happening.

Because Gabriel...Gabriel is alive and handing them beers. And Sam couldn't decide if he wanted to punch him or do something else.

Right now, the punching was winning out, which is why Sam forced his hands out flat on the table. "Somehow, I'm thinking this wasn't just coincidence."