Gabriel and Sam usually had date night once a month. It was exciting at first, but once Aiden was born, it became a hassle.
Gabriel leaned in the doorway of their bedroom watching Sam calmly fold their laundry while humming "New York State of Mind" to himself.
"Okay, that's it. Sam, get your best suit on. I'm gonna wine and dine you tonight."
Sam chuckled "Gabriel, it's almost nine o'clock. Where are we going to go?"
"Leave everything to me, Moose. Just go get ready."
Sam held up his hands in surrender "Alright, alright." He smiled as he carried their clothes to the closet.
Gabriel quickly dialed Audrey, Aiden's babysitter, and bribed her with free movies, $150 bucks, and a jar of Nutella.
Twenty minutes passed and Audrey began reading "The Princess Bride" to Aiden.
"Gabriel, you ready?" Sam yelled from the closet.
"Ready when you are, Captain Kirk." Gabriel responded, adjusting his cufflinks.
Sam stepped out in the handcrafted Italian charcoal-colored suit that Gabriel had given him for this birthday with a deep purple necktie and a simple gray scarf, with his peacoat.
"Wow." Gabriel breathed "Sam, you lo-look so…hot."
Sam laughed "And I thought you were the romantic one."
"Shut up." Gabriel stood straighter and extended his arm "Ready?"
Sam looped his arm through Gabe's and nodded.
Gabriel snapped his fingers and Sam's vision went black.
Once Sam recovered his sight, all he saw were dozens and dozens of flickering, twinkling lights. He decided to look over the balcony in front of him, cars and Vespas sped around and beeped.
"Gabriel, where are we?"
"France. Paris. On top of the Eiffel Tower, to be exact." A cork popped.
He turned to see Gabriel holding out a chair for him and pouring some champagne.
"Like I said, Winchester. I'm gonna wine and dine you."
Sam smiled "I guess you are the romantic one after all."