Gabriel.
That was the one thought on Sams mind. Where had Gabriel gone? He hadn't seen him since he left him there with Lucifer.
Sam wandered into the once great dining room. He had checked almost everywhere else and Dean was getting more than a bit impatient.
"Come one Sammy. He probably left, you know him" Dean yelled.
"Just one more room, Dean. Then I'll leave" Sam yelled back.
"I'll be in the car, OK and if you're not out in five, I'm dragging you out by your ankles"
"Whatever, Jerk"
"Bitch"
He rolled his eyes at his brother. The childish name calling started way back. Dean had been annoyed with his brother, slightly impressed but annoyed. Sam had snuck out of the motel room under both John and Deans watch just so he could study with his friend at the library, they had a test coming up and Sam knew nothing about the subject.
When Dean found out they got into a fight which ended up with them coming up with stupid names for each other. Dean had thought he had won with 'Bitch' when Sam had said 'Jerk'. Joh had decided that that would be the perfect moment to walk in.
"What's going on boys?"John asked.
"Nothing Dad. Just making sure Sammy knows the rules" Dean replied smoothly.
"I know the rules" Sam shot at Dean.
"Yeah right, bitch" Dean said as a friendly reminder of the argument they had just had.
"Jerk" Sam poked out his tongue to remind Dean that he had won.
Sam and Dean used those phrases every time they wanted to remind each other of that fight, then it became the words they would say every so often as a sort of comic relief, the words were they used thoes words instead of ones like 'I love you'.
That's when Sam saw Gabriels body lying on the floor, wings burnt into the ground, red stain in his shirt.
He just stood there for a second, not quite registering, then "No" Sam mumbled, ran over to the body and cradling Gabriels limp body in his arms. "No, no, no. You can't be, it's a trick. You not-" Sams voice broke. He coughed, taking control over his voice once more. "You're not dead"
He sat there for a bit, his head leaning against Gabriels "Do you remember when you stuck me in a time loop and we bumped into each other on the hundred and fiftieth Tuesday and you said something about always telling the truth, not holding back. I've not been all that truthful to you or Dean. He wonders why I don't flirt with any chicks but generally he just comes to the conclusion that I'm still in love with Jessica, he's wrong though. For a while, ever since I laid eyes on you there has been something about you, I don't know what it is but I've come to the conclusion that I love you. When I'm with you I feel just like I did when I was with Jess. I love you."
Sam heard Deans footsteps coming toward the room and he quickly whispered one more 'I love you' and he got up and left.
"What's took you so long? You found him?"
"No. Gabe, uh," he cleared his throat "He must've left"
Once Sam and Dean had left, Gabes body disappeared into mist and a smallish figure emerged from the shadows "Goodbye Sam. I love you too"
A/N: I'm open to constructive criticism so please tell me if I messed up