Disclaimer: I hold no ownership over any of the characters in the below fanfiction; if I did, Destiel would be canon, Sabriel would be canon, and I'd have a lot more followers on tumblr. Enjoy!
"DAMNIT NOVAK! Can I not have one day, ONE where you're not messing around on the job?" Michael groaned, slamming his hands onto his desk as he stared across it at the tired Detective, "One day without you firing your weapon without cause!"
"C'mon Chief, give me a break." Gabriel whined back, "I did have just cause! He pulled a knife on the hostage and-"
"You were off duty and you almost HIT that hostage! Do you know how much paperwork I have to do to cover for your ass? Why not just let the sniper get him? It's his job!" Gabriel crunched down on his sucker as the Chief continued his verbal assault, "For this, you get to deal with Rookie duty."
"What? WHY! Didn't you just get done telling me how irresponsible I was? What if I teach the kid bad habits or something?"
"Shut up Novak. Maybe taking some responsibility will help shut down this wild side of yours." Both heard a light rapping against the door, "As a matter of fact, this should be him now. Enter!" Gabriel grimaced again and slowly turned around to see a giant of a man walk through the door.
"Holy moose!" He stood up, trying to retain some semblance of height, "I mean…" Michael sighed and dropped his head into his hands.
"Sam Winchester, meet Gabriel Novak, your new partner."
"It's a pleasure to meet you Detective Novak." Sam said, a small smile crossing his face as he held his hand out to Gabriel, "I'm sure we'll get along just fine."
"Please, call me Gabe." Gabriel's smile quickly returned as he took the young man's hand and shook it, "I'm sure you'll get tired of dealing with me pretty quickly, but so long as you keep a supply of candy on hand, I'm pretty much an obedient-"
"Novak, please." Michael stressed, standing slowly. "Don't try to trick someone into carrying more candy around for you in the hopes that you will shut your mouth for more than the amount of time it takes for you to eat said candy." Gabriel snapped his fingers in mock disappointment and looked back over Sam, taking note that his eyes were a deep brown, almost the color of a top shelf whiskey, and surrounded by laugh lines that betrayed his age.
"Let me show you around the office. Our building is pretty old, like the Chief here, but it's huge and easy to get lost in." Gabriel grabbed his coat off the chair and pushed Sam out the door before Michael could get out another word.
"Alright, alright." Sam laughed, allowing Gabriel to push him out the door; though he could have easily stopped the smaller man from doing so, "You don't have to keep pushing me, you know." Gabriel laughed from behind him stopped, moving to stand beside him.
"Alright kiddo, obviously you've already seen the bull pen, and the Chief's office. Those stairs to the right lead up to Narcotics, the Juvenile division and, for the moment, our local Child Protective Services workers. Their building is under construction, and we were the only place with space at the last moment. Needless to say, you don't want to go up there if you don't have to. It's a maze to begin with and the Juvi agents and CPS workers keep arguing about the best way to save kids." Gabriel rolled his eyes, "How about breeding licenses? I think that might help a little. You never see a gay or lesbian couple who complain about their kids, and you know why? Because they have to fight to have kids to begin with and only those more fit to be parents get them. I figure, just because you have the organs to have kids, doesn't mean you should." Sam stared down at Gabriel with a small smile. The man obviously loved kids, and hated some of the things he had to see on a daily basis that hurt them, but it was the passion that he spoke with that Sam found more endearing than anything else. "So what do you think Winchester? Are you a fan of kids?"
Sam snapped himself into reality as he felt the warm mass that was Gabriel press against his side, "Nothing against them. Figure it would be great to have one someday, but…" Gabriel felt Sam tense up and pull himself away, "Well, let's just say that it wasn't meant to be for me." He felt the tears trying to betray him as he thought of Jessica and the house fire that had killed her and his unborn child while he had been in class 8 years ago, a fire that had never been explained and the very thing that had taken him off the path to be a lawyer and into the dangerous career path of an officer of the law.
Gabriel took the hint to change the subject as he popped a sucker into Sam's mouth, "How about we hit the firing range, huh Winchester?" It's in the basement next to the lock up and a couple feet of reinforced steel walls away from the cages; so we'll be able to finish up most of the tour there and I can see how good of a shot you are."
The two started down the stairs with their final destination in mind, "Novak! Rookie! We've got a problem. Chief wants you out, now. We just got a call for a body found on the corner of 6th and Franklin, and apparently the store owner can still hear gun shots. Supposedly be part of the murder cartel you've been covering." Gabriel's happy go lucky smile fell as he threw on his coat.
"Let's go Moose, we've gotta get out there and see if we can catch whoever is still shooting."
"R-Right!" Sam chased after Gabriel, who was already half way out of the building before he had a chance to answer.
"Sam, stay here, I'm going to try and cut him off before he can get through the rest of the alley and into the streets!" After almost hitting the perp with their squad car, Sam and Gabriel had spent 30 minutes chasing Azazel Addams through the countless alley ways and side streets of the city.
"Alright! Go!" Sam stood his ground, pistol in hand, as Gabriel shot off through the second alley, sure that he could catch Azazel. Minutes began to tick by, feeling like hours, until Sam heard a far off gunshot, "Ah, screw it!" He sped off in the direction of the sound; the exact alleyway that Gabriel had entered. He didn't realize he had been holding his breath until he came across Gabe with an unconscious Azazel, leaning against an empty dumpster.
"Hey there Sammy, good to see you!" Gabriel laughed, trying to stand himself up, "I got him. However, I think he kind of got me too." Blood seeped from Gabriel's leg as he gave up and sat back down, "Get him in the car and call for someone to pick him up, I'll be fine until then."
"Gabriel, I can't just-"
"Winchester! Now! We don't want to risk him getting up and running off on us again. You don't know the city well enough and I don't think I'm in the shape to actually go running again at the moment. I'll be fine." With an angry glare towards Gabriel, Sam handcuffed Azazel and started dragging his unconscious body towards the car, calling in his position along the way.
Backup arrived soon after, taking Azazel into custody. "Sir, we can't get an emergency vehicle into the alley ways to get Detective Novak, and we don't know his exact location. We're going to need you to go back and get him so that we can give him medical attention." Sam nodded and headed back to where he had left Gabriel, silently praying that he was okay and cursing himself for not making sure he had stopped the bleeding before he left.
"Gabriel? You still with me man?" Sam kneeled down next to him, quickly checking his leg. He sighed in relief when he saw the makeshift tourniquet that Gabe had created with his jacket.
"Course I am. You've only been my partner for a day; you can't get rid of me that easy." Gabriel tried to laugh, patting Sam on the shoulder lightly.
"Yeah, well, I'd hope not." Sam leaned in further, checking Gabriel for any other wounds, "You sure you're-"
Sam was cut off as Gabriel sat forward, capturing his lips in a soft, yet forceful kiss. He tasted sweet, like warm caramel, with a hint of coffee and tobacco. He didn't know if they sat together like that for seconds or minutes, but he felt an immediate loss when Gabriel finally pulled away and waggled his eyebrows. "Thanks for coming back for me, Kiddo."