Chapter 1

The door closes in the other room. Sam looked at his watch. Astonishingly it was 10:30. How Dean had been acting the past few weeks, it was unusual. So Sam assumed it was an intruder. Getting his gun he followed the sound of the footsteps. He heard Dean chuckling of all things weird he's known or faced or heard in the past year this was by far the weirdest. As all the possibilities flooded into his mind (spell, potion, siren, witch) He went in to his room surprised and terrified to an extent. He saw his brother atop Cas kissing him passionately he stood there for a minute in shock. But before he could say something Dean took a minute to take his lips off Castiel, obviously in a thirst for more, and as Dean said to Sam, "Dude, do you mind", Cas used what was left of his stolen grace to slam the door shut on Sam. He walked outside looking uncomfortable, he was also disturbed as to what was to happen next. Thinking about how his brother acted around girls before. Crowley appeared. As he was about to make a snide comment.

Sam said, "Seriously not now Crowley"

"What catch your brother having fun under the sheets with some girl?" He responded.

"No not exactly", Sam said with a chill going down his spine.

Crowley looked away awkwardly for a second then looked back," Oh come on, Moose, tell the old' king of Hell what's barking up your tree".

"I would prefer not to, given the circumstances", Sam walked away.

The rest of the night Sam did more research on the job they were taking the next day. The job they were working was in Beverley Hills, California. Repeatedly girls had gone missing. They would have to leave at dawn and prepare for a long drive. A long. Awkward. Drive.

The next morning they decided to stop at a little café for breakfast. When they sat down Cas and Dean were sitting very close together on one side of the booth. As Sam was sitting down they were chuckling and whispering to each other. Most likely dirty things. As Sam said, "Guys can you take a break for just a minute so we can order."

Cas looked at him with a deadly serious expression, "Sorry, Sam, but that is not a possibility as of now." As Cas said this dean started to kiss his neck and ear.

"Oh Sammy why don't you make yourself useful and order for us", as he was saying this he flashed he white grin, which matched perfectly with his green emerald eyes. Until they flashed demon black.

Seeing this Sam couldn't take it anymore he jumped up and stormed outside. Or so he thought as he stepped into the crisp wind he realized it wasn't that crisp. He had appeared in a motel a mile away. He thought to himself who could have done this, but before he could think of anyone.

"Hello, Sammy", it was Gabriel, "I heard you were getting annoyed with my and your brother."

"Only Dean can call me Sammy. Also to be honest . . . Yes, but why do you care. . . Also how did you find out?"

There was a silent pause. "Never mind how I found out, Sammy," Gabriel moved closer to Sam. "But I sense . . . your-r stressed." As he said this to Sam he pushed his hair behind his ear.

"You don't have to be stressed", he whispered sensually into his ear.

Sam was getting tense. "What are you implying . . ." As Gabriel started to rub Sam's back. Sam bit his lip. Gabriel lightly kissed Sam's neck. Sam put his hand to Gabriel's cheek. He leaned down to Gabriel's lips and*ring* Sam glanced at his phone. It was Castiel he ignored it. As he turned to Gabriel who was standing across the room was looking innocently guilty in a good way almost. Sam took 4 long strides over to Gabriel and pressed his lips to his, violently, passionately, and longingly. Sam hasn't expressed his love for anyone in weeks, months, it could even be a year. But to Sam nothing mattered now. As Gabriel kissed Sam perfectly (I mean he was an angel after all) Sam picked up the archangel and put him on the bed. Gabriel repositioned himself beginning to unbutton Sam's red plaid flannel shirt.

"No", started Sam. "Not now, not today."