Gabriel slumps into the Impala, looking forward with his eyes half closed. He rubs his temples. "Oh man, Sammich, I'm so fucking tired. And bored, too." He casts a sideways glance to Sam and licks his lips.

"Well, there's a TV at the motel. I don't know if there's anything on it that is actually good, but there is one." Sam shrugs and skims the page he's reading. "You know where the siren is? Like, any clue at all?" He asks quietly, pulling his hair back before scanning the page again.

"I didn't mean that entertainment. I have… other ideas." Gabriel wiggles his eyebrows suggestively.

"Uh… are those ideas what I think they might be?" asks Sam hesitantly. He lays a finger on a decent sentence about sirens. On second thought… he bookmarks the page.

"Maybe they are what you think. Maybe they aren't." Gabriel gets into Sam's personal space. He stares at him before moving closer

The lips move closer, closer, to his face, until finally there was contact between their lips and he can feel all of his feelings for the other man gush into the kiss. He never wants for it to end. It needs to be a never-ending kiss.

When Gabriel finally pulls away, he whispers one thing: "I love you, Sam."

"Oh God Gabriel, I love you too." Sam gasps, blushing and with lust in his eyes.

"Sam, I want you so badly."

"Then take me."

Gabriel sheds his jacket and shirt in record time and begins to unbutton Sam's flannel.

"Gabriel-"A loud thump on the door distracts him. "What-?"

Another thump joins the other one, followed by a third. It's almost as if someone's knocking on the door. Sam looks out of the window for a split second and there was Gabriel? But… Gabriel was in the Impala with him?!

"Sam, it's the siren!" shouts Gabriel inside of the Impala.

"Hey Gabriel, how did we meet again? It was really romantic, I remember, but not the exact details."

"What- Sam, we met at a diner and you fell on your face! Then I kissed you. There's no time for this, though! The siren-" Sam opens the door to the Impala quickly and Real Gabriel pops in.

"I hear you're imitating me! I mean, it is the most sincere form of flattery, but not like this!" Gabriel cackles before he pushes the Siren out of the door before closing it. "Step on it, Sammich!"

Sam, surprised, freezes before pressing the accelerator. He stays silent before Gabriel interrupts the silence. "Okay, okay, but why did the siren materialize as me?"

"Uh… I think you know why." Sam murmured.

"It's because you like me, isn't it?"

"Yeah… that's pretty much it…"

"Cute." Gabriel checks his reflection quickly before returning his gaze to Sam. "You know, we could do each other. Like you were about to do that Siren."

Sam blushes. "Umm, if you want to, I guess that's alright. I-I mean, yes, I would very much like to do that and- did you know that I'm curious about dating men?"

"Oh honey, you're more than just a bit curious."

AN: Beautiful, Sheldon, you're working on another series? Why yes, I'm working on another series, but this one is only what pops into my head. Oh, if you made a series of whatever pops into your head, you'd have over 1,000 different stories, each at chapter 3. That is true.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. Please don't assume I do.