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Chapter 1: Drinks with a Demon

Gabriel sat at the bar of a rundown little joint out in the middle of nowhere that wasn't too far away from the motel where they were staying for the hunter's latest case they were working. He swirled the glass of amber liquid in front of him, not his normal drink of something sweet but something a bit harder. Tonight wasn't about having fun he was here to try and think without worrying either Castiel or the Winchesters with how quite and subdued he was being. He drained his glass and the bartender was quick to refill it, having slid the man a couple hundreds when he first sat down. He cursed his angelic healing because was now nearing his fiftieth drink and was barely feeling it.

Taking another drink he sighed and thought over his relationship with Sam. He had tried asking out the youngest Winchester for almost three months before the tall brunette had finally given in. It was nice at first, having someone he could care for. Gabriel did everything in his power to ease the hunter's nervousness about dating a male. He went slow starting with small gestures of affection like holding his hand when they were alone, small kisses to the cheek, the occasional cuddle and general flirtiness. The angel also made sure not to have any public displays of affection knowing that Sam would not like it.

It seemed like he was doing everything right. Things progressed smoothly over the year they had been dating and the kisses became more and so did the touching. Sam was more open with him and didn't mind being open with their relationship in front of their brothers. It felt good knowing that for the first time in a very long time that he had a stable relationship that wasn't based on sex or control. He finally found a good thing or so he thought.

A month ago he had been planning to let Sam know that he was ready to take the next step with the hunter whenever he was ready. Instead he got a rather alarming wake up call. He hadn't meant to over hear the Winchester brother's conversation but he had heard his name come up so he had listened. Sam told Dean in no uncertain terms that he didn't really think that Gabriel loved him. The youngest Winchester revealed that he thought that the archangel was only in it for the sex and that once he got what he wanted from Sam, namely the breaking in of a virgin, then the angel would run off and they'd never see him again. Gabriel had backed away from the door and left, not returning till the following day.

The sound of the stool next to him brought Gabriel out of his train of thought and he glanced to his right to see a scantily clad woman holding a drink and watching him intently.

"I've been watching you." She said, her voice low and sultry. "It's nice to see a guy in here whose both handsome and rich. We don't get many of those."

"I can bet." Gabriel muttered before draining his glass, he really didn't want to deal with this on top of everything else. "There's no women with any class here."

The woman seemed to falter before gaining confidence again. "You look like you've got a lot on your mind. Just forget about whatever she's done to you. I bet I can make it all better Sugar."

Gabriel heaved a sigh and turned to face the woman, not really in the mood to be nice. "Do you have a dick?"

The woman looked shocked and appalled. "What? No!"

"Then you can't make it better. If you want me to buy your drinks for the rest of the night then here." Gabriel said pulled another hundred from his pocket and set it down on the bar next to her. "Go get wasted. I'm in a committed gay relationship and I don't feel like helping you cheat on your husband. Now leave me alone. And by the way, your husband is in the far corner watching you. Have a nice night."

The woman threw her glass at Gabriel and he ducked, chuckling as she began screaming obscenities at him. Her husband came over a few moments later and grabbed her and pulled her from the bar, much to the cheers of the other patrons. Several called out to him, cheering him for putting her in her place and several others offered to buy him drinks. He turned them down but thanked them anyway and slid the hundred to the bartender to pay for the glass she broke.

Shaking his head he tried to figure out what to do. He had been planning on asking Sam to top him when they were ready for the next step, something that an angel in a male vessel didn't take lightly. If a male vessel submitted to another male then it meant that not only did they take the relationship seriously, but it also held a deeper meaning. He wanted to bond with Sam, much the way Castiel had bonded with his Winchester. It was a first for him. He had never felt that way before about any of his previous partners. He wanted Sam for eternity.

A glass was placed in front of him by the bartender and it startled him. He stared at the drink for a moment as his sugar driven mind immediately recognizing the drink as a chocolate martini. One of his favorites. He looked up at the bartender who was smiling at him.

"I didn't order this." Gabriel said.

"I know. Compliments of the well dressed gentleman down there." The bartender said pointing down to the far end of the bar on the left.

Gabriel glanced down and felt himself stiffen. While he had never met the man himself, what with Sam and Dean keeping him far away from the man, he knew the face that was looking at him. The man smiled at him and lifted his glass in salute. Gabriel, not wanting to be rude, raised his own glass and returned the salute and took a drink, taking a brief moment to cast a purifying spell on the liquid just in case. The angel watched as the man straightened his bespoke suit before heading his way. Gabriel checked his blade just in case as the man came to stand next to him.

"I don't think we've had the pleasure of being introduced yet." The man said, his accent ringing quite clearly. "Crowley, King of Hell and Former King of the Crossroads."

"I suppose a thank you is in order." Gabriel said taking another sip of his drink. "One of my favorites. How did you know?"

"It's my job." Crowley said. "I've been wanting to meet you for a while. I like to know the people who are keeping company with the moose and squirrel and their pet angel."

Gabriel fought to keep his expression neutral. "That so called 'pet angel' just so happens to be my younger brother. You'd do well to watch your words."

Crowley smiled. "My apologies. So what brings the Archangel Gabriel to a dive like this?"

The blonde stiffened, he hadn't realized that the demon knew exactly who he was, as most only recognized him as Loki. "You are rather well informed. I didn't expect you to know me."

"Like I said; it's my job. So are you going to grace me with an answer or do I have to buy you another drink for that to happen?" The demon said moving to sit next to him.

"I just needed some space to think." Gabriel admitted, the liquor having loosened his tongue. "It's hard to do when every keeps questioning me when I get too quite for their liking."

"Does this have anything to do with Sam Winchester?"

Gabriel sighed and took a bigger drink of his drink and contemplated asking the bartender for the strongest thing he had. "Something like that."

"Come now. You need someone to talk to. I'm offering." The demon said as he ordered another drink for them both. "What's the harm in it?"

"What's your asking price? Demons don't just offer things for free, crossroad demons in particular. They're always ready to make deals." Gabriel said as he finished off his martini. "And I highly doubt you want to play my therapist."

"Just trying to be friendly. You look like you needed to talk instead of trying to work out whatever it is on your own." The Scotsman said softly. "I've been told I'm a good listener."

Taking the new drink he had been given Gabriel heaved a sigh. "I've been dating Sam for just over a year now. I did what I thought I was supposed to. I went slow, I didn't pressure him, made sure that he was comfortable with everything we did."

Crowley gave him a smile. "Sounds to me like you went above and beyond being a good boyfriend to him. What a lucky moose."

Gabriel nodded and quickly finished off his second drink only to have the demon replace it with a much stronger one. "I didn't want to mess it up. I haven't had the best of relationships. Most were either based on sex or it was all about power and control. For the first time I wanted something real and meaningful. I wanted a bond."

"I take it that the moose didn't feel the same way then?" Crowley asked, watching the angel down another drink before he motioned for the bartender to leave the bottle and bring a second one. "If so then he just proved me right about being a moron."

Gabriel shook his head, feeling the booze finally start to kick in with a bit more force. "He told Dean that he thought I was only in it for sex and that once I got it I'd leave. If I was in it for sex I would have left when I realized that I was going to be in for a long wait. I've been with him for over a year and haven't even got past light touching. Even then I don't seem to get anything in return."

"Patients of a saint." The Hell King said. "I would have left long before then. Especially if I'm not getting anything back. Relationships are a two way street, or so I'm told."

"The sex isn't important to me. Sam is. Now...Now I don't even know if I'm in a relationship or if I'm just being used." Gabriel said softly. "I guess I'm just not meant to be happy. Punishment for running away from home I guess."

"I'm more inclined to believe the stupidity of that boy." Crowley said watching as the archangel drained the last of the first bottle and began working on the second. "Maybe you should go a bit easier on the booze mate."

"Why? It's not like Sam gives a damn about me. I'm just in it for the sex remember?" The angel said miserably. "I'm a traitor. I ran from heaven and abandoned my brothers. Castiel is the only one who even knows I'm alive. Hell I could drop of the face of the earth and no one would even bother looking for me because no one would look for a dead angel. I'm going to die alone with no one to mourn me."

"You don't think those boys would miss you?" Crowley asked sounding curious.

Gabriel let out a bitter laugh. "No one even bothered to look for me after I left heaven. Nothing has changed since then. No one gave a damn about me then and they don't give a damn about me now."

The King of Hell pulled the now empty second bottle from the angel's grasp. "Right then. I think you've had enough. Let's get you back to your moose shall we?"

"No point. He'll just get mad at me for drinking." Gabriel said, fumbling to pull out another hundred dollars for the bartender. "I'm better off passed out in an alley somewhere."

Crowley sighed and figured it wouldn't hurt so he got a third bottle to go and helped pull the inebriated angel to his feet. A couple of his guards stalked into the bar and he passed one of them the bottle and had another help the staggering angel out to his limo. Turning back around he realized that the entire bar was staring slack jawed at them.

He gave the bartender a smile and dropped a wad of cash on the bar. "Don't worry mate. I'll make sure he makes it home to his boyfriend. I'm a friend of the family."

The bartender just nodded dumbly and the King of Hell walked out to join the drunken blonde.

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"He's still not answering." Sam said hanging up his phone as he began to pace. "I've called him twenty times already. This isn't like him. What if something's happened? Gabe hasn't been exactly been himself lately."

"Relax Sammy." Dean said taking another drink of his beer. "He probably went out to indulge in his Trickster side and lost track of time. If he was in any real trouble then I'm sure Cas would be able to feel it. Right Cas?"

The dark haired angel nodded. "Gabriel is the last remaining archangel Sam. There are very few things in this world that can harm him and Gabriel never goes anywhere unarmed."

Dean smiled at his brother. "See? What'd I tell you?"

"I must admit though that this is unlike Gabriel as well, to leave without telling us and not leaving us a note." Castiel said. "I've also noticed that he's been acting strangely."

Dean threw his mate a glare. "You were supposed to help me calm Sam down. Not reinforce his worry about this Cas."

"I won't lie to Sam. He is right to be worried. Gabriel is not the most responsible angel but he would never disappear without a good reason to do so." Castiel said. "He is not the only one worried. Did you and my brother exchange words at all?"

Sam stopped to look at the angel. "No! We don't really fight Cas. I mean the worst thing we fight over is our food choices and him hogging the bed. Come to think of it...We haven't really been spending that much time together lately and when we do he's always seemed..."

Dean frowned. "What? Distracted? Bored?"

"Distant." Sam finished softly. "Almost closed off. Like he doesn't want to open up to me anymore. He's never done that before."

"Maybe you did something." Dean said. "Did you touch his candy?"

"Dean this isn't helping!" Sam said opening his phone again. "I'm going to call him again."

Before Sam could press the button on his phone there was a knock on their motel room door. Frowning Sam rushed over to open it and was shocked by the sight that greeted him. Crowley was helping a very drunk Gabriel stand. As soon as the door opened Crowley pulled the drunken blonde in and deposited him on the bed. Gabriel let out a groan and rolled over and buried his face into the pillows.

"Sorry for the interruption but I do believe that this belongs to you." Crowley said fixing his suit.

"Gabe!" Sam said rushing over the the angel. "Gabe are you okay?"

The angel muttered something that he couldn't understand before shifting around to get comfortable and trying to kick off his shoes.

Sam helped the angel while glaring at the King of Hell. "What did you do to Gabriel?"

Crowley gave him a smile. "Found him down at the bar drowning his sorrows. I bought him a drink and introduced myself before he broke into the really hard stuff. I knew I couldn't leave a drunk archangel just anywhere so I figured I'd do the nice thing and return him to his owners."

Dean glared at the demon. "And you just happened to be at the same bar?"

"No. I admit I've wanted to meet for a while and when he went off by his lonesome I figured now would be the perfect chance." Crowley said. "Didn't realize I'd end up babysitting him. He's got a lot of issues to work out."

"And what would you know about it?" Sam snapped.

Crowley turned and fixed him with a look. "I know well enough that if you don't start treating him better then someone else might start taking notice of him. There are a lot of people who would do just about anything have someone as caring and devoted as him for a mate."

Sam stood and glared at the demon. "What is that supposed to mean?"

"Just letting you know that I don't think you deserve him." Crowley said. "When he wakes up let him know that I'm avaliable if he needs someone to share in a few drinks with again. Ta mate."

The demon turned and walked out the still open door and shut it behind him. Castiel went over to his brother who was snoring softly into the pillows. He frowned at the sadness that he picked up from the archangel. It seemed that when drunk Gabriel didn't keep his emotions as tightly reigned is as he did the rest of the time. Still he reached down and helped along the process a little faster so that his brother hopefully wouldn't suffer from too massive a hangover once he woke up.

"Is he going to be okay Cas?"

Castiel turned to look at Sam who was watching Gabriel with worried green eyes. "He should be. I tired to ease the hangover he'll have but I am unsure how well it'll work."

Sam nodded. "Thanks Cas."

Dean suddenly stood and grabbed his mate by the arm and pulled him towards the door. "We're going to head to bed. Call us if you need anything okay?"

Sam nodded and heard them leave. Shaking his head he reached down and began stripping the angel. It was easy enough to do with the angel being so small and soon Sam had him down to his boxers. He ran his fingers through those blonde locks he was so fond and smiled as Gabriel leaned into his touch and he couldn't help but wonder what had changed.

Normally Gabriel was quick to give out affection with kisses, hugs, holding hands, or just cuddling. He noticed the change two weeks ago when he reached for the angel's hand and he noticed the hesitation when Gabriel took it. It hadn't stopped there either. Normally where the angel was the one to initiate everything, Sam found himself doing it. He was the one reaching for the angel, he was the one cuddling, he was the one giving the kisses. It was almost as if their roles had reversed and suddenly the angel was the one who was new to a male relationship and it made him uneasy.

"Oh Gabriel I wish you would talk to me so we can fix this." Sam whispered as he leaned down to kiss the angel's brow. "I miss you."