A/N: I wrote this a while back, maybe a Christmas or two ago, and wanted to put it up on fanfiction. Let me know what you guys think

Sam was rummaging through Dean's car looking for something, anything that would give him an idea of what to get for Dean for Christmas. There had to be something he could do or get for Dean.

He shivered as a particularly strong wind washed over him and rattled the car. He quickly got in and shut the passenger door closed. He looked out of the windshield at the sky. It was definitely going to snow, and it looked like it was going to be bad. He sighed and rubbed his hands together to regain some sort of warmth in them, then ran in fingers through his hair. He still needed to find a gift for Dean and the answer was obviously not in his car.

"Why are you hiding in here?"

Sam jumped at the voice and looked in the back seat only to find Gabriel, laid out and comfortable. He rolled his eyes.

"I'm not hiding. I'm trying to think." Gabriel sat up.

"Think of what?" he asked, honestly curious.

"A gift for Dean." Gabriel leaned back again.

"You should ask Cas. Beside you, he's the one who knows Dean best."

"Yeah well Cas can't keep a secret from Dean."

"Really?"

"Yeah. If Dean were to ask, he'd tell him the secrets of the universe." Gabriel raised his eyebrows and smirked. Castiel was completely in love with Dean. In all honesty, he was shocked Dean hadn't seen it yet. Or maybe he had a he wouldn't admit it to himself. It all sounded very complicated considering how important sexual orientation seemed to be for humans.

"Well, um, is there anything Dean…wants?" he asked.

"I have no idea." Sam said. He sighed and relaxed his head against the headrest.

"Okay." Gabriel said, trying not to snicker at Sam's obvious frustration. He vanished and reappeared in the driver seat next to Sam. "Is there anything he's missing?"

Instead of jumping at the sudden proximity of Gabriel's voice he closed his eyes in thought. Despite the fact that he should've been unnerved by Gabriel jumping from one place to another, he was used to it by now with Cas and his issues with personal space.

As he thought, there was one thing that came to mind. The gold amulet Dean had thrown away awhile ago.

"There is one thing." he said as he reopened his eyes, "But it's more about my opinion then anything."

"What is it?" Gabriel asked. Sam looked over at Gabriel the looked back out the window.

"It's a gold amulet Dean used to have that I gave him when we were kids."

"What happened to it?" Gabriel asked slowly. Sam's tone told him that the story of the amulet was graver then he knew.

"Dean threw it away." He said closing his eyes again. Gabriel frowned. What could possibly cause Dean to do that? He wanted to know, but he knew asking would be too much. Sam sighed and opened his eyes again.

"I'm going back inside." he announced as he opened the door, but he paused and looked over at Gabriel.

"Don't tell Dean or Cas about this okay?"

"My lips are sealed." he said with a bit of a smile to lighten the mood. Sam rolled his eyes but smiled back, then got out of the car, closing the door behind him, and walked back into the hotel room the four were sharing.

Gabriel sat in the car in silence for a while, thinking. He knew he didn't really fit in with the little family the Winchester's and Castiel had created for them here, so he didn't really know where he fit in the little Christmas thing they're doing for each other. He didn't expect to be receiving anything and he was sure no one was expecting anything from him, but he wanted to do something for them.

He also knew that Sam was never going to find the amulet Dean used to wear, something Gabriel remembered he'd never taken off until Castiel asked him for it.

Gabriel decided that the best thing he could do for Sam was to find it. His involvement in Dean's gift, known to him or not, would be worth something. And Castiel would proud of him for trying.

With that last thought Gabriel vanished from the car, in search of Dean's amulet, hoping that he finding it would make them accept his presence a little more easily.