Hey guys! So somebody had asked as a guest if I could write some Sam and Gabriel fanfiction so I thought yes of course! If you guys ever want me to write anything just ask and I'll be happy to do it (as long as I know the show haha) Well Guest hope you enjoy it! :)
You Make My Heart Do The Flippy Over Thing
Chapter 1 (sorry it's short)
Sam hated moving, especially this one. They had only moved twice, once after their mother had passed away, and another because his older Dean decided it would be a brilliant idea to skip school and then proceed to run away from the police afterwards. Sam groaned and looked out the window, his old home no longer in sight. As they drove he heard Dean talking to his dad about all the cool things they could do and how Sam would love the school there. Dean had known about the school before hand because while he skipped school he checked out other schools. Yeah, classic Dean.
"Alright boys I want you two to take the luggages inside, do 40 push-ups and 20 sit-ups, then go straight to bed for school tomorrow." His father barked as he parked the car.
See Sam and Dean's father had served in the military and pretended to believe that his sons would be interested in the idea. That was not the case for Sam. Sam was a nerd, he could admit that. He loved school, drama, chess, Doctor Who, and practically everything that had the words "beat me up please" plastered all over it. But Sam didn't care, he loved it and didn't really give two shits about everybody's thoughts. Sam jumped out of the car and not willingly went to the back of the car to take his own luggage out. Dean was already there and was grinning as he ruffled Sam's hair.
"Hey Sammy don't be too upset okay? We can destroy all those son of a bitches anytime!" Dean said with a wide grin.
Sam rolled his eyes but couldn't help a small smile to form. "You do realize you can't really refer to the school as a bitch, right?"
Dean froze and frowned before punching Sam in the arm playfully. "Bitch."
"Jerk." Sam said with a laugh.
"BOYS!" Their dad shouted.
Sam's frown returned as they ran inside with the bags. After doing the straining exorcise, sam sat upright and looked out his windows and looked up at the stars. He loved astronomy; just the thought that the Galaxy is never ending and we somehow are surviving on a planet in the middle of it surrounded by a huge vacuum. Before Sam could continue questioning reality, he curled into a ball and fell asleep.