It felt strange to be smiling at all. He can't remember really, the last time that he did... at least a real smile and not one done out of politeness or just humoring along.

He couldn't really be angry with Gabriel, not over loving him. It might have made things awkward, pushed them into something neither of them wanted tonight (at least not like that), but it still wasn't exactly a bad thing. It wasn't bad to care about someone... it was possibly not a smart idea to care about a Winchester though. People tended to die when that happened.

Slipping to his feet, he gave one more smile and nodded. "If you bring pie, it might brighten his mood even more," he called back as he headed inside.

With any luck, Dean was just as worn out as he was and they could just crash for the night.