"Alright thanks Meg," Sam nodded to his perky brunette assistant and made his way around to his office.

He shut the door slightly, shoving broken parts of an iPhone aside. Sam sat down and hunched over his desk and rubbed his temples. It had been a rough week working and constantly being called to solve people's issues. He was the head of the IT department for Kripke Hospital and all he did was fix computers and keep people in line. That may seem simple but oh no it sure as hell was not.

Sam never had time to grab a coffee or flirt with the cute office boys. No - Sam lived with his brother all alone.

A sudden knock on the door startled Sam from his thoughts. "Mr. Winchester?"

"Yes, who is it?"

"It's Kevin - Kevin Tran. I'm new here,"

"Oh, yeah, come in," Sam kicked the door open a bit with his foot.

The short man approached him and swallowed. "Mrs. Milton told me that all work's done and we can leave now. Although, she said we have to start ordering new computers for Floor 5 next week."

"Okay," Sam smiled, scribbling down a note-to-self on a Post-It and sticking it to his desktop computer. "Thanks Kevin."

"No problem Mr. Winchester,"

"You can call me Sam,"

"Sam," Kevin repeated. He sprinted out of the room.

Sam mouthed an "alrighty then" and stood up from his chair peeling his coat from behind. He picked up his backpack and caught a glance from outside. Sam flicked the blinds up a little and saw rain falling in sheets on the ground outside.

"Dammit!" Sam hissed. The one day he decides not to bring an umbrella, it rains. And it doesn't just drizzle, it fucking monsoons. Sam cursed himself and smacked his forehead more than once. He hesitantly grabbed a magazine from under his desk to see if he can try to attempt to stay dry while making it to the train station.

Sam ran right out of the building prepared for anything. The minute he stepped into the rain, Sam was soaked from head to toe. He hadn't even been standing for five seconds, and Sam could feel the rain seeping through his socks. "Shit, shit, shit," he muttered, standing under the awning over the door of the hospital. Sam folded his arms.

He might as well just wait until the rain clears up and take the 7 o'clock train. Sam worried about his brother Dean and if he would go through any trouble to find out why Sam wasn't home in time. He tried to ignore eye contact with any pedestrians. Sam figured he was already awkward enough as he was: some idiot tall guy standing under an awning that nearly touched his head.

"Hey!"

Sam looked down to see where that voice came from. "What?"

"You okay, kiddo?" The man tipped his umbrella up to get a look at him.

Sam wrinkled his nose at the nickname. "I'm fine, thank you."

The man laughed and Sam scowled. The guy looked decent. His hair was golden and pretty much sparkled in the rain. His eyes - oh boy his eyes. Sam sure could get lost in those honey-brown eyes.

"Why are you standing under this awning then?"

"I'm waiting for the rain to clear up,"

"I hate to break it to you pal, but have you checked the weather forecast lately? It doesn't clear up until tomorrow morning," the guy said, "I'd take my chances now to get to wherever you're going or -"

"Or what?"

He looked to the side, thinking about something. "Where're you goin'?"

"The train station, why?"

"Perfect,"

"Perfect?"

"Yeah, that's where I'm going. I'll share my umbrella with you," He lifted his umbrella up to acknowledge that he had one.

Sam spluttered. "I-I I don't even know your name."

"Gabriel. Gabriel Novak,"

"Gabriel… Novak? Are you related to anyone named Castiel?"

"Why yes! That'd be my cousin," Gabriel grinned.

Sam blinked. "He's kind of dating my brother right now."

"Wow really? Your brother's Dean Winchester then, huh?"

"Yeah, and I'm Sam,"

"You're Sam?" Gabriel gaped. "Castiel always described you as awkward and tall," he looked up to the hospital. "So you're the head of the IT department here, then."

Sam nodded and checked his watch. "It's almost 6:00 and I'd love to take you up on your offer."

"I hope that's not the only thing you'll take," Gabriel whispered, failing to make that inaudible.

Sam laughed. "Buy me dinner first, okay?"

Gabriel blushed and shook his umbrella. "Ready to go?"

"Yup," Sam stepped out from under the awning.

"Woah, you're tall," Gabriel tried to reach the umbrella over his head.

"Here let me hold it," Sam slowly took the umbrella from his hands and moved closer to Gabriel so the umbrella covered both of them. They started walking.

"Sam I'd love to take you to dinner if you weren't kidding on what you said earlier,"

Sam was silent. His stomach flipflopped.

Sam hadn't been asked out in a couple years and he completely forgot how to respond. C'mon Sam, you haven't been on a date in like three years. And here's some hot guy asking you out. What are you doing you fucking idiot?! He thought.

"Sam? You with me?"

"Sorry!" Sam blurted out. "I mean yes, I'd like to go out with you."

Gabriel grinned. He looked out ahead, pleased with himself. "We're almost there."

Sam nodded. "Hey by the way, which town do you live in?"

"Sioux Falls. You?"

Sam stopped walking. "Sioux Falls? I live there. How -"

"Sam, we're meant to be," Gabriel joked. He squeezed his hands around Sam's shoulders for a couple seconds. "It's the only valid reason."

Sam laughed and continued to walk. "I guess so."

They finally reached the train station within a couple minutes. Sam rushed inside, closely followed by Gabriel. "Finally," Sam panted, taking a seat on a bench.

Gabriel plopped down next to him. "What's your number, Sam? The train doesn't come for another fifteen minutes so you might as well tell me now."

Sam told him his number and Gabriel told him his. They spent the next five minutes sending weird emojis at each other. Anyone close by could assume that they were already a couple by the way how close they were sitting and how hard they were laughing.

A ding sounded on the intercom. "I regret to inform anyone in this station that all the trains will not be running this evening due to high wind and rain. Please find another mode of transportation and thank you for choosing Metra as your first choice." The intercom shut off and angry mumbling filled the train station.

"Oh my God," Sam whispered.

"Sam, how are we supposed to get home now?"