A/N: I was originally going to do some Supernatural drabbles for the Thanksgiving holiday but my computer decided to poop out the entire holiday break that I had. So, I decided that since I still wanted to do some drabbles for Supernatural, I would still make some. These drabbles will mostly take place during the 7th season. And because I love Gabriel so much, I decided to bring him back. So, I hope you enjoy.
Sam was clutching his arm in pain as he staggered down the forest trail. Dean and Sam had been attacked by yet another Leviathan. Lucky for them, they were able to kill it by practically drowning the bastard in cleaning chemicals and cutting off his head. Unfortunately, more Leviathans happened to swarm the area moments later. Dean had told Sam that they needed to split up in order to mess with the Leviathan's heads. This led to where Sam was now, running through the forest trying to find a hiding place.
Sam was about to give up and turn back to find Dean when he saw a building up ahead. He sighed in relief and pushed himself a little bit harder until he reached the steps of the building. Looking up, Sam realized that the building was an abandoned church.
"Of course there would be a church in the middle of nowhere," Sam muttered sarcastically.
Sam limped up the steps and pushed open the church doors. A cloud of dust floated down over his head and Sam coughed loudly. He blinked several times before he walked inside of the church. Looking back, he could hear the sounds of shouts and roars in the distance. Sam bit his lip and contemplated about going back inside of the forest to try and find his brother. But he knew that if he went back, he would likely be killed. And Dean wouldn't be too happy if he got killed. Again.
Sam closed the church doors and turned back around. He walked down the aisle until he reached the front of the church. Looking around, Sam staggered over to the closest seat and slumped down. He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath before opening them once again. His eyes notice a design on the ceiling and he squints his eyes to make out the details.
Sam's eyes grew wide when he realized what the picture was depicting. Despite the fact that the church looked like it hadn't been inhabited in decades, the painting on the ceiling looked as clear as day. A mosaic of the angels was spread all throughout the ceiling. But his eyes were trained on one particular angel.
"Gabriel….," Sam muttered.
Sam felt his eyes prickling with tears and he blinked to keep the tears at bay. He looked away from the painting but the image was already imbedded in his mind. And try as he might, Sam couldn't hold his tears back any longer.
Sam held his head in his hands and cried softly to himself.
"Gabriel….why did you have to die? Why?" Sam asks himself while continues to cry.
Sam didn't register as a glow started to shine through the church. It wasn't until he heard the sound of wings that Sam lift his head up. His eyes looked around the church until they stopped on the podium. He froze in disbelief at the figure standing just a few feet away from him.
"Hello Winchester."