My Universe is You

When the archangel made his way into the bathroom, Dean was curled haphazardly around the toilet. He looked like he was hanging on for dear life.

Approaching him slowly, he carefully pulled back his arms to find him blissfully asleep. He lifted him up and carried him to the nearest comfy spot, which would be the couch this time.

Gabriel was having second thoughts about Dean's resting place, when he heard someone walk into the room. He looked up. He should have known who it was, there were only three of them in the house at the time. No Sam.

~DG~

He hadn't noticed it before, but now that Gabriel looked at Bobby he saw the bags under his eyes, the way he pushed back his frizzled hair almost without realizing it. He wondered about the last time he had a decent sleep.

"He in bed yet?"

Gabriel grinned, "We're talking about Dean here. The most stubborn man in the universe."

The older hunter chuckled and walked into the kitchen to fix himself a pot of coffee.

"Call me when sleeping beauty wakes up, I'll make him something to eat."

He considered if he should or shouldn't give Bobby a hug.

~DG~

They had both been stuck at Bobby's for a few days. As soon as Gabriel suspected Dean was sick he stifled all words of denial and took him straight away. There would be no hunting werewolves while Dean had a fever and looked like he was about to topple over any minute.

The fever had been rising since, but the sickness shouldn't last much longer. Dean always got better. Usually.

The archangel stared down at his human in the midst of his mid-afternoon nap.

"I will always and forever watch over you. Because my universe is right here with you."

To be continued…