AN: Just a quick thing before the FF; Sam and dean don't have anti-possession tatts. i'm erasing that detail for this story. too bad kripke.
This does follow after my other FF Be my hero, so if you haven't read that one [its short] read it first :]
The shrill alarm clock came crashing through dean's mind, tearing him from sleep. He made an uncontrolled loud snort as he woke, eyes flashing open and automatically looking around for danger. He glared at the alarm and thumped a fist down on the snooze button. He sat up, rubbing the dregs of sleep from his face. He looked over at the second hotel bed, expecting to see Sam for some reason, and being slightly surprised to see Cas. The angel was laid straight out on his back, arms at his side. The only thing that seemed relaxed about him was his head was leaning on a slight angle and the quiet snoring sounds coming from him.
Dean shook his head. How was he still asleep? He pushed himself to his feet and over to Castiel.
"Hey, wake up" dean said, grabbing Castiel's lapel and giving it a gentle shake. The angel's eyes flew wide open and in a swift movement had thrown dean clear across the room. He hit the wall hard and flopped to the ground. "What the hell?" dean shouted, rubbing his head.
"Oh, dean" Cas said perfectly calm "my apologies"
"What was that all about?" he grumbled, standing up.
"My defensive reflexes are still very well intact. I'm still not use to the whole 'sleeping' thing"
"Yeah, no shit" dean said, stretching himself out. Castiel dropped his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up.
"I'm hungry" he said, disappearing for an instant before reappearing at the table, white castle take away bag before him and a burger in his hand. Dean grimaced.
"Dude, you're giving me indigestion" he said as he headed into the bathroom.
Sam was shocked awake by his laptop being slammed shut. His arms were crossed on the table in front of him, where he had fallen asleep the night before while researching, and a red mark showed where his head had rested. He looked up into the grin of Gabriel.
"Up and at 'em, sunshine" Gabriel said, planting a kiss on Sam's forehead. Sam groaned, stretching his back.
"What's the time?" he asked.
"9:30. the day is almost half over" Gabriel said from the kitchen area. Sam groaned and let his head fall to the table, hands hanging at his sides. Sam felt Gabriel's hands kneading his shoulders.
"Are all humans this slow?" he asked playfully.
"They are when they were up till god knows what time in the morning" Sam mumbled.
"I thought the whole idea of this 'vacation' between you and dean was a chance to put aside hunting and researching for a while" Gabriel said. Sam sat up.
"I know it is, but there was just something that caught my eye in the paper so I thought-"
"No" Gabriel interrupted. Sam frowned, leaning his head right back to look at the angel.
"No?" he asked.
"no. Don't let your eye get caught. Take the time to relax and enjoy not having to worry about anything" Gabriel said, hands on both sides of Sam's face and eyes staring dead into the man's. Sam smiled.
"I still have to worry about you" he said. Gabriel smiled and kissed him.
"Who in this relationship is the higher being?"
"Not as higher being as you use to be" Sam corrected as Gabriel sat at the table also.
"Well, when we figure out what downsized all the angels, I will be again" he said. he picked up a pile of Sam's research papers and flicked through them. "Well, what do we have here then?" he asked. Sam crossed his arms on the table again. Five hours of missing sleep.
AN: reveiws?