Sam sighed as he left the bunker, keys in hand. He knew he should've gotten Dean up to ask if he could take the Impala. But Dean had been in a mood lately and Sam wasn't up to putting up with it. He'd bring Pie back for him. Sighing he drove into the next town, and looked around as he parked at the local gay bar. He knew it was a gay bar because he'd been coming here in secret ever since they got the bunker. Whenever he needed to just let go and really get drunk. This was where he'd come. Not that he'd probably ever tell Dean but he was actually Bi. And after all the girls he'd ever gotten serious with died well... one night stands always cam easier to Sam with other guys.
He'd been in the bar maybe an hour, and it was getting close to shift change, when his phone rang. Groaning Sam put down his whiskey and bourbon mixture- a guilty pleasure- and pulled out the phone. It simply said Jerk and Sam sighed. Knocking back the drink and raising a hand to get the bartenders attention for a third, before he answered.
"Yeah?" He asked, knowing it had to be something with Dean.
"Sammy? We have a bit of a problem." Sam made a noise in question as his drink was placed down, "Uh well... see I kinda have been having feelings for Cas and well... last night he kinda flew in on me... um..." Sam shook his head.
"Got it."
"Yeah well... from there what happened... happened but Cas just told me I'm pregnant. He said that my soul bound to his Grace or something and that the Angels wont hunt our kid down, cuz' their numbers are so low but he said in order for me to... um give birth? He has to reach into my soul and pull out the soul/grace mix when its time." Deans voice had been escalating and now it stopped, probably waiting for Sam to yell at him in disgust or something Sam realized. Shaking his head he took a breath and said simply-
"Finally."
"What?" Came over the phone, Deans voice in shock. Sam sighed and began to rant.
"Dean its you and Cas. You've been eye-fucking for so long its ridiculous. I was wondering when someone would confess their feelings, I admit I never saw a child coming into this but then again you never do things half way. Did you honestly think I was not gonna love you cuz' what? You are in love with an angel in a male vessel? You might like dick? Seriously Dean. Did you ever stop to think that I might have been afraid to tell you something like this when I was younger?" Sam couldn't believe he said it but he did, so no backing down, "Huh? Did you ever stop and think hey Sammy might be Bi? No. And while I'd like to think I'm just that good an actor. I know better. You are just that dense. So stop brooding and go talk to the lout. He'd never intentionally harm you. Hell hes probably thinking up ways to remove of the pain. You love each other. Deal with it." So much for no chick flick moments.
"You're Bi?"
Sam sighed, "Really is that all you got out of my rant?" He asked drinking the lat of his new drink. He must be slightly tipsy, otherwise this wouldn't have happened.
"No. I heard it all. And you're right... he wouldn't hurt me... but really? You? Bi?"
"Yes Dean. I'm Bi." Sam paused before telling him something he'd kept a secret for a while. "One of the things Lucifer did to try to get me to say yes was tell me I wouldn't need to hide. Then after the cage... well you don't want to know what he did. Lets just say it wasn't nice." There was a pause and then Deans voice.
"Um... right. Just... well thanks Sammy." At this point it was the changing of the bartender and Sam looked up he saw a flash of someone short, with shoulder-length golden hair. And golden eyes. Sam knew that person.
"... anytime Dean... now if you'll excuse me I'm at a bar and I think I recognized someone. Bye." And he hung up. Sliding up out of his seat and down to the other end where men were flocking as the new bartender mixed up drinks. Sam shook his head. Surely that wasn't, he died.
"Gabriel?" He said, and those eyes were on his, and if he didn't know better he'd say there was a flash of fear in the others eyes. But as he shook that notion he realized, Gabriel was here. Alive. And warmth spread through Sam. He'd never told Dean but he'd kinda gotten a little crush on the short arch-angel. Slowly he watched as Gabriel slid up to him.
"Hey-a moose. What are you doing in a bar like this? And is Dean-o around?" Sam shook his head and sat on a new stool as the guys nearby dispersed.
"Just me Gabriel. And I think it would be obvious why I'm here." He said snarkily. Gabe grinned and leaned on the bar.
"Sure Sammy, what you drinking anyway?" He asked, pulling a loli-pop out and putting it in his mouth. Sam had to shake himself out of watching Gabe do that (and when did he become Gabe anyway?)
"Um Bourbon/ whiskey hybrid." He said looking down at his glass.
"Ugh. Really Sammy?" Gabe groaned and made a face, "I thought you'd be better then Dean. Here I'll make a deal with you. Let me make you my special drink and I'll talk to you about how I'm back and shit."
Sam nodded almost right away and watched as Gabe took his glass and shook his head at it before turning and stating to mix up a drink. Sam watched as the drink was made and then pulled his eyebrows together when Gabe blocked it from view. Turning back around Gab placed a drink in front of Sam and Sam looked up at Gabe as he licked something off his finger before his eyes went to the drink. Was that a-
"Chocolate Martini?"Sam asked, raising one eyebrow as he looked up only to see Gabe look down the bar and grin.
"Drake. You are sooo late. You are lucky I wasn't busy tonight. Otherwise someone else would have had to come in to cover for your ass." Gabe said as the other man walked behind the bar, he smirked and slid out from behind the bar before grabbing Sam's shoulder, making sure the Moose had grabbed his drink. and pulling him to a back corner booth. "You gonna try that drink? It wont bite?" Gabe said as he sat down and smirked at the other, who took a hesitant sip of the martini. Eyes widening at how good it was.
"So you want to know how I'm alive I'm guessing? Well good luck on that one. All I know is a few months back I wake up out by where the Elysian Hotel was and the last thing I remember was Luci killing me." Gabe sighed dramatically, and watched as Sam finished off his drink. "So why are you here anyway? I didn't do anything, and there is no other case."
Sam shrugged, "dean and I have a place nearby... I needed some time alone and away from Dean... so I came here... I've been coming here since we got our place..." Sam said, still not sure weather he should tell him about the bunker. But he knew he was in love with Gabe, had been for a while, and this brought it back. He was just trying to hide it. Gabe made a face in wonder.
"The traveling duo has a place? Wonder of wonders." He sighed dramatically, and as he was sitting back something hit him, a huge shudder went through him and Sam was sliding over next to him in worry.
"Gabriel?" And those honey eyes were snapping open and on his.
"No... uh-uh... this can't be... has to be some joke... Gabe scoched back until he was in the corner. Eyes wide, heavy panting. And Sam looked in confusion at the archangel. "You can't be my mate." He whispered.
Sam was shocked but didn't want Gabe to leave, he didn't know what came over him but he made an executive decision, eyes on Gabe's one hand came up to stroke Gabe's cheek as Sam leaned down and pressed his lips to the other. Eyes closing as he tried to put his love into the kiss. And Gabe responded, he felt a flutter and they were somewhere else. Gabe was pressing him to a bed before pulling back. Seemingly snapping himself out of it.
"Gabe?" Sam asked, worried.
"Sammy, how do you feel about me? I mean was that just pity or..." Sam groaned and leaned forward, shutting Gabe up.
"I love you Gabriel... Have for a while... near about killed me when I saw you were dead." He said as he pulled back. And Gabe shuddered again.
"Sammy, if we do this you could get pregnant... fair warning..." Gabe said, "You, appear to be my mate, and well... its mating season..." Gabe could feel his wings wanting to burst forth, he could feel himself slipping, wanting to mate with the other so bad, "It doesn't matter who tops its-" a finger was on his lips.
"Gabe I know. Deans pregnant right now... and well... I love you... I never want to lose you again. So just let go Gabriel." And those honey eyes were on his as Gabe shuddered and let his wings out. Sam's mouth fell open, but it didn't matter because Gabe was on him, and kissing him.
((Yes it ends here. Sorry. Chapter two will be up probably tomorrow. I have to get this far enough along that I can continue "Each time." For those who don't know this is a companion story to "Each Time" which is Destiel. Hope you enjoy. :) ))
