Obviously (and sadly) the songs used and the characters/show used don't belong to me!

Set anywhere between S05E08 and S05E19 but it doesn't really matter...

Baby I Don't Care – Buddy Holly

You don't like crazy music, you don't like rockin' bands
You just want to go to a movie show, and sit their holdin' hands
You're so square, baby I don't care

I don't know why my heart blips,
I only know it does
I wonder why I love you baby, I guess it's just because
You're so square, baby I don't care

You don't know any dance steps, but I do-a-hoo-hoo
I only know why I love you like I do, a-do, a-do, a-do

"But Sammy!" Gabriel whined for what felt like the thousandth time.

"Gabriel, I've told you already: I'm just not a concert kind of guy!" Sam replied, trying in vain to concentrate on his book.

"Fine," Gabriel huffed. Sam let out a sigh of relief as he thought his lover had given up on nagging him, but no sooner had the archangel's mouth been shut then, "What is your idea of a perfect date?" Sam blushed.

"I don't know," he mumbled slightly, ducking his head. "I quite like going to the movies I guess." Gabriel's eyebrows shot up at this, making Sam's head lower further so that he was staring into his lap. "Honestly," he said, "I haven't been on all that many dates so I tend to stick with the traditional stuff. I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?" Gabriel asked in mild disbelief. "What are you apologising for? So what if you'd rather sit in a movie theatre holding hands than go to a crazy-ass concert? I for one think it's rather adorable." At these words, Gabriel decided to toss Sam's book across the room, earning an outraged noise from the latter man's mouth. However, he was soon silenced as the archangel straddled his lap and delivered a chaste kiss. "You're so square, Sammy."

"Gee, thanks," Sam muttered.

"Hey, you may be a square lame-ass, but baby, I don't care." Gabriel said firmly, kissing Sam's nose. Sam grinned momentarily, half hugging his lover. "Still," Gabriel continued, "I would have thought that with that brother of yours that you'd be quite into rock 'n' roll..."

"Hey, I never said I disliked rock 'n' roll," Sam corrected quickly, "I just don't like concerts."

"What? Why?" Gabriel asked, cocking his head to one side in a questioning manner.

"I just never know what to do!" Sam said, sounding rather frustrated.

"Well you just dance, don't you?" Gabriel chuckled.

"But I don't know any dance steps..." Sam replied hesitantly.

"Wow, you really are a great big square," Gabriel clucked his tongue, earning one of Sam's infamous bitch-faces. "Don't worry, moose, I'll teach you!"

"Why does my brain automatically think that this is a bad idea?" Sam groaned as Gabriel hopped off his lap to pull the larger man up.

"Sammich, I am offended!" Gabriel said, opening his mouth in mock-shock and causing Sam to grin fondly. Gabriel then snapped his fingers, causing some music from the 1950s to start playing out of nowhere.

"Buddy Holly?" Sam asked incredulously.

"What's wrong with the late and great?" Gabriel pouted.

"Nothing, nothing," Sam said quickly, "But I think it's kinda unlikely that I'd ever get to see him in concert given that he died in the late '50s..." Gabriel simply shrugged.

"Details, details," he said hastily, flapping his hands about. "Now this dance is called the jive." Sam laughed out loud at that.

"I'm sorry but how many rock concerts do you reckon I'll be going to where the audience jive?"

"Look, Sasquatch, do you wanna learn some dance moves or not?" Gabriel put his hand on one hip. "And besides, Buddy Holly is rock 'n' roll!" Sam shrugged and smiled bemusedly.

"Take it away," he smirked. Gabriel returned the grin, moving forwards to grab Sam's right hand with his left, leaving them centimetres away.

"Now, all you've got to do is step back," Gabriel instructed, the playful glint in his amber eyes making itself known. Sam did as he was told. "Now step in and flatten your hand so that we're palm to palm," Sam did so. "Now place the palm of your other hand on my hip," Sam grinned.

"Does that make you the lady?" he asked, feigning innocence.

"Shut up," Gabriel winked. "Now, you've got to step forwards so that you step past me, spinning me clockwise. Then when I'm facing you again, take my hand." Sam nodded, his concentration face causing Gabriel to smile fondly.

Again Sam was able to do as Gabriel asked – if very slowly.

"Ha!" he exclaimed in triumph once he and Gabriel were holding hands facing each other again.

"Nice one, Sammy!" the archangel congratulated. "Now it's just the same again but on opposite sides."

Throughout the remainder of the song, Sam and Gabriel danced together, the spinning and stepping becoming increasingly quick to the point of the couple becoming rather dizzy. Gabriel revelled in the amount of careless laughter that came spilling from Sam's lips as the man looked more worry-free than he had looked in a long time.

Sam spun Gabriel one last time before the archangel tripped over his own feet and started falling. Sam's reflexes meant that Gabriel was caught in his lover's grip almost instantly, both men finding themselves rather breathless.

Suddenly the song changed to 'True Love Ways', a much slower, crooning Buddy Holly hit. At this, Sam blushed slightly and pushed Gabriel back onto his feet before scampering off to retrieve his book and return to his former position on the armchair.

"Really, Sammy?" Gabriel tutted, placing a hand on his hips as he pouted.

"What?" Sam asked, "Isn't that what you wanted? I know how to jive now!"

"So you're just going to leave me to dance this one out on my own?" Sam opened and closed his mouth several times as he failed to find an answer. Gabriel stood, holding out both hands to lure the taller man over. Sam himself dropped his book and made his way across the room until he was face to face with his archangel, gently taking both of the smaller man's hands in his own. They swayed like that for a few seconds before Gabriel chuckled softly.

"What?" Sam asked, blinking. Gabriel shook his head.

"You're so square," he said again, wrapping his arms round the back of Sam's neck and nestling his cheek against Sam's chest. Sam looked down, momentarily alarmed as he didn't quite know what to do with his own hands. "Just go with it, Sammy." Gabriel murmured, sensing the man's panic. Sam nodded and hesitantly wrapped his own arms round Gabriel's back, causing him to hum in delight. Sam then kissed the top of his honey-coloured hair before the smaller man looked up at him, grinning.

"I love you," Sam said softly, not sure as to what else he should say in such a tender moment. As in turned out, apparently it was the right thing to say as Gabriel pulled back slightly in Sam's arms so that he could lean up and kiss the man square on the lips.

"I love you too," he murmured as he pulled away, causing Sam's chest to swell.

"Even though I'm such a square?" Sam asked.

"Especially because you're a square."