Gabriel hadn't been sure what to anticipate when he'd offered his help. He could care less if anyone believed him, or took him up on the offer, but if dying had taught him anything it was that he probably needed to be a little less of a dick during this second go at it. And even if he did die trying to help somebody else it wasn't like the billions of years of existence didn't compensate for things getting cut short.
He'd been spending most of his time watching over the Winchesters. He hadn't given up his life in their own universe for them just to see them get killed here, but his attention shifted when he heart the unmistakable beginnings of a prayer in his head. He was so practiced at filtering them out it almost took a second to trace it back to the source. If someone asked him to explain the process he wasn't sure he could. It was old instict at this point to transition from listening to feeling and seeing.
With a thought he suddenly found himself inside a bowling alley that had most definitely seen some better days. No dramatic entrance, just the sudden sound of wings and he suddenly appeared about five feet away from Jinn.
"Oof, buddy. Hate to break it to you but healing isn't in my wheelhouse right now. But I can sure help you get out of this mess." There were distinct sounds coming from outside. Something, rather somethings definitely wanted in to finish up the job and judging by the state of decay in this place it probably wouldn't take an excessive amount of force.
"Wanna give me a heads up on what mauled you before we get you outta here? Also can you move?" He wasn't human, Gabriel knew that of course, but even the strongest needed to be treated with some care when injured.