[What the fuck is your problem Castiel? You know, you know Gabriel would be there only a heart-beat behind, far less likely to burn out the eyeballs of his own vessel. But no, for a little seraph, Castiel is always the one that has to push his limits. There are other ways you could have helped, you ass.
And good as his word, Gabriel is there, just in time to see Castiel's vessel collapse, Grace still leaking out.
Maybe it was a good thing Castiel had done what he did, Gabriel wasn't exactly inclined just to heal everyone. He did case-by-case miracles. But right now? Now he guessed he had to help, forcing the wounds of those beyond Castiel's reach to heal, although Dad and Hell both knew there were those who had already gone beyond their power to save.
THEN he could deal with Castiel, and he did, crouching on the ground next to the mess of an angel in the dirty trench coat]
What in Dad's name was that all about, you fuckwit?