Main characters: Sylar and Sam Winchester. Pairings Sylar/Sam slash

Sam and Dean had been called down to New York, as there had been a few recent killings where the victims heads had been cut, revealing the brain underneath. In some cases the brain was missing.

Sam and Dean were looking down at a victim, wondering what they were in for this time.

"What do you think he did with the brain?" Sam asked Dean.

Dean was kneeling down, looking at the body. "What? Oh I dunno. He probably ate it."

"You think we are looking for Hannibal?" Sam said dryly.

"Who knows. It would sure explain why this guy doesn't have his brain."

"Yeah, but what would explain the lack of brain in your head, Dean?" Sam winced as Dean punched him in the arm.

"I'm going to stay here for a while, Sammy. Feel free to go back to the hotel room."

"Fine, See you later. Be careful." Sam said.

"You know me, I'm always careful." Dean smirked.

Sam rolled his eyes as he walked away. He decided not to take the Impala, but instead walk down the street to a nearby bar.

He walked in cautiously, at sat down at the bar.

"What can I get ya, son?" The male bartender asked. He looked about 50 and reminded Sam of his father in a weird way.

"Uh.. I'll just have a beer." Sam said, handing the money over. He didn't really want a beer, he just wanted to have a reason to be there. He took a quick sip of the cold beer and looked around. There weren't many other people there, and that made Sam quite nervous.

He left the bar after his third beer. Once he had the first one, he wanted another, and then another. He knew Dean would be pissed if he didn't at least call.

As he left the bar, clumsily getting his phone out of his pocket, he walked straight into another man.

"Sorry." Sam said quickly, looking up at the man. The man was tall, but shorter than Sam of course. He had dark hair, and dark eyebrows. His eyes were a nice shade of brown. Sam had never been as attracted to another man as he was in that moment.

The man smirked. "That's fine." He began to walk away. Sam suddenly didn't want him to leave.

"Wait! What's your name?" Sam smiled at the man as he turned to look at him.

"Syl.." He began. "I mean Gabriel Gray.." He replied.

"Well Gabriel, its nice to meet you. I'm Sam." He held out his hand for him to shake.

Gabriel shook his hand firmly. "How long you in town?" He asked.

"Just a few days."

"You're here with your brother?" Gabriel asked.

"Yeah.. how did you know that?" Sam frowned.

"Just a gift I seem to have." Gabriel shrugged. "I don't want to seem to.. forward.. but I was wondering if you'd like to accompany me to my hotel room?"

Sam looked surprised. "Uh.. sure, I'd like that."

They made their way to the hotel room. It wasn't long before they got there.

Sam was nervous. He felt like he was doing something wrong, keeping Dean in the dark like this. His phone had buzzed in his pocket several times, but he had ignored it.

Gabriel looked over at Sam, with want in his eyes. He pushed Sam against the wall, although Sam never even felt Sylar's hands on him. He didn't even care.

Gabriel touched his lips gently against Sam's, letting his tongue slip into his mouth.

Sam let out a quiet moan as Gabriel lead him to the bed. Sam's phone was buzzing from his pocket, but still he ignored it as Gabriel pulled Sam's shirt over his head roughly.

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