Sam sat alone in his safe house all the way into the woods. Everything was crashing down on him; Dean, Cas, and most of all, something nagging at the back of his mind; Gabriel.
That stupid angel who tried to take on Lucifer all by himself. The stupid angel who pretended to be a stupid trickster.
"The stupid Angel doing stupid things" Sam mutters, slamming his book shut. He just sits there listening to the weather lady talk about lightning storms across Iowa. "Not my issue" Sam says to the T.V, turning it off and then back on, the silence is too much to bear.
Stupid everything. Everybody is feeling sorry for themselves, Dean and possibly Gabe in Purgatory, Kevin being kidnapped by demons, and his parents being dead.
What about him? Didn't anyone realize that they all left him, even Meg? They left him alone, here in this shack.
Sam got up from the table and walked over to the fridge, opening a can of beer. He was done with his life, he just wanted to live out here and never get attached, never go hunting, never do anything out of the ordinary but over-check the newspaper.
Setting the can down and stretching out on the couch reading for the night was his plan, until he heard a crash and a whoosh outside.
He raced over to the safe, punched in the code, and took out the silver demon slaying knife from inside.
Sam opens the door and stands in shock at the person kneeling on the ground coughing.
He drops the knife and runs over. The angel stands up and flings open his arms with a dramatic sense as Sam runs forwards and hugs him.
"Aren't you worried that I'm a demon and or a shapeshifter" he asks.
Sam inhaled the scent of Gabe- Candy and sweet things. "I don't care"
"Do it anyways"
Sam pulls away and looks at him, green eyes, and brown hair, shorter than him. Gabriel. Who's actually standing in front of him. Who is now soaked with holy water and salt.
Gabe spits out salt "Thanks for that" He says brushing past Sam and making his way to the shack.
Sam follows, dazed; he's not alone. It'll be OK.
"Gabe" He calls out jogging after the angel. Gabriel turned around half inside the safe house and raised an eyebrow "Yes Sammy?"
Sam's heart skips a few beats before he regains himself "How did you…You know" Sam made a few motions with his hands and then looked hopelessly up at Gabriel, who had that sparkle of trickery in his eyes. "Someone from Purgatory opened a door and fell in, I flew out"
Sam inhales "And who exactly fell in?" Gabriel looks away and rocks back and forth on his heels.
"The Angel, Castiel"
"And?" Sam asks stepping towards him.
Gabe sighs and drags his hands across his face "Sam I couldn't help your brother, but I could help you, so I flew out of there"
Sam blinks a couple times and then steps back and almost trips. Gabriel reaches out and grabs Sam's hand, steadying him; Because that's what Gabriel does, he steady's Sam and he makes everything alright again.
"But you couldn't save Dean? At any cost" Sam asks. "No" Gabriel says looking at Sam the most honest he had even seen the Angel before.
"It's ok, at least" Sam's voice dies for a second before he regains "At least you tried"
Gabe shrugs, and it's like he brushes off the moment. Sam sits back down on the couch and turns on the T.V.
"So" He asks Gabe who is sitting on the kitchen count with his legs propped up on the table. 'Why did you come here?" Gabe shrugs; he really is not one for small talk. "Because Purgatory sent me here"
Sam smiles a bit "No it didn't"
"s'cuse me?" Gabe says, raising both eyebrows and turning to T.V off with his fingers.
"If you went through the door that Dean and Cas went through, than you'd end up in the lab, and that means you followed me here"
Gabriel looks through his eyelashes at Sam "I have no idea what you're talking about, now if you'll excuse me I'm going to sleep"
"Angels don't sleep Gabriel"
"Purgatory does things to you" Gabe says holding up his hands and making his way towards Sam's room.
"Where am I supposed to sleep!" Sam calls out leaning towards the hallways Gabriel disappeared into.
"Wherever you like!" The angel called out, and then was silent.
"Well then" Sam says looking out the window. It's almost dark, and he was already tired. Maybe now that Gabe is here, he'll actually sleep tonight.
Turning off the lights, he turns the volume on the T.V to mute and then stretches out on the couch.
He's asleep five minutes before dreams come crashing down on him. Dreams of Dean going to hell, being stuck in the cage, being soulless, Lucifer.
Sam sits upright, breathing heavily. He hears Gabriel call out from Sam's room "If you're going to scream like that at least come in here so next time you do it I can hit you in the face"
Sam scrunches up his face before throwing the blankets off him and padding as softly as he can towards his room. He leans on the doorframe to see Gabriel splayed out across the bed lying on his stomach.
"Wow"
"What" Gabe replies in a muffled voice.
"Angels actually sleep"
"No, Angels that come back from Purgatory sleep. Normal Angels don't"
"So what, you have more human emotion now? How is that even possible"
"PURGATORY SAMMY" Gabriel yells into a pillow.
"Fine whatever, move over"
Gabe looks up, his eyes sleepy and his hair ruffled up "Why"
"Because the couch is too open and cold"
"FINE" Gabe says rolling over a couple times before he hits a wall, and then stops face down again.
"Out of all the Angels Purgatory had to spit you out." Gabe rolls his eyes and looks at Sam "Purgatory didn't spit anything out I flew out with my beautiful charred wings"
"Whatever" Sam says walking over to the bed and flopping down beside Gabriel.