Summary: A collection of short, unrelated stories about Sam and Gabriel. Sam/Gabriel slash. Mentions of Dean/Castiel.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or its characters.
Twenty-Six Words for Sam and Gabriel
2. Baby
Gabriel looked down at the little girl in his arms, the five month old blinking slowly as she smiled lazily at him. He loved his baby girl more than anything, she was so damn gorgeous and he couldn't believe she'd only been in the world for twenty weeks.
He remembered the birth and how Sam had supported him and held him through the labour, and then had sat with him and held his hands through the delivery. He remembered how Sam had risked going blind by staying so close when little Isabelle was born through Gabriel's Grace. He watched her face as she frowned and yawned, then as little tears filled her beautiful hazel eyes, her tiny lip wobbling as she started to cry.
"Shhh," He soothed, "Shhh, Isabelle. Don't cry..."
Sam entered the room with a new pacifier and stopped, watching as Gabriel sat on their bed with Isabelle cradled to his body. He was so good with that little girl whereas Sam, at times, felt like a complete failure of a father but Gabriel always promised him he wasn't.
Sam really wasn't a bad father in any shape or form. He just needed a little bit of self-esteem building and confidence building because he often got scared of hurting little Isabelle when he dressed her. He'd get upset if she began to cry when he held her because he was frightened that he'd hurt or upset her. It was just his overwhelming love for her that did it.
Sobs escaped the sweet little girl's lips and Gabriel grimaced, rocking her gently and hushing her, smiling as Sam sat beside him.
"Daddy's here..." He promised, "Daddy's here with Papa, it's okay..."
Sam smiled at Isabelle and wound an arm around Gabriel, kissing his temple and placing the new purple pacifier in the baby's mouth, watching her blink slowly as she sobbed a little more. He hated to hear her crying and see her gorgeous little face scrunch up in distaste like it was now. He preferred her expression of pure wonder like the first time Gabriel ever blew bubbles into the living room, or her smile like the time she got her first teddy bear from Sam.
"Oh, sweetie..." He whispered, "Don't cry, beautiful girl...it's alright..."
"You wanna sing something to her, Sam?" Gabriel asked, Sam biting his lip.
"I'm no good with lullabies, Gabe, you know that." Sam replied, "You start and I'll join in, huh?"
Gabriel chuckled and kissed Sam's lips. Sam had never been too confident with the lullabies. Ever since Castiel had told him his voice was rather grating, he'd been reluctant to sing and other things, and the first time he talked to Isabelle when she grew inside Gabriel, he apologised for his voice sounding grating which made Gabriel fight back tears at how damn sweet it was. He'd been very emotional in that pregnancy.
Taking a deep breath, Gabriel thought of a song and smiled gently at the little girl in his arms who was still wailing as he rocked her. He loved this song more than anything and he knew that it always helped Isabelle go to sleep. Plus, Sam was good at singing it too. Anything to help Sam feel better about this.
"Baby mine, don't you cry.
Baby mine, dry your eyes.
Rest your head close to my heart,
Never to part, baby of mine."
Sam smiled and rested his head against Gabriel's, gently brushing his index finger against Isabelle's cheek and then against her hand, gasping as she wound her tiny fingers around his and gripped it tight. He loved it when she did that. It sent his heart soaring higher than Heaven, as it did for Gabriel.
"Little one, when you play,
Don't you mind what they say.
Let those eyes sparkle and shine,
Never a tear, baby of mine."
Gabriel smiled as Sam joined in, both of them relieved as little Isabelle's cries began to fade. This was the perfect moment for Sam and Gabriel, both lulling their baby to sleep, Sam holding his small family in his arms. He was holding them, protecting them, cherishing and loving them, and he was helping Gabriel lull their little girl to sleep for the night. Sam passed her the little pink blanket she always took to bed with her and her favourite pink teddy, which she snuggled against as she wriggled a little in Gabriel's arms.
"From your head to your toes,
You're not much, goodness knows.
But you're so precious to me,
Cute as can be, baby of mine."
Stroking a hand over the baby's dark brown hair, Gabriel sighed and smiled as she slowly fell asleep. She murmured and grimaced a little before settling, both her daddy and papa knowing she was heading into dreamland. Gabriel pressed a kiss to her forehead as always, sending her healing and loving thoughts to protect her from any nightmares as she slept. He didn't want her to experience horrible dreams. Not someone as sweet and innocent as the tiny child laying in his arms.
"Sleep tight, baby girl." He whispered, Sam leaning down and kissing her head.
"Goodnight, gorgeous..." He whispered just as quietly, "Love you, Izzy."
"Love you, sweetie." Gabriel added, smiling before they both left their room and placed her into her crib, Gabriel dealing with the monitor while Sam tucked their daughter in, locking the crib.
Gabriel closed the curtains and got the changing table ready for the morning before returning to look at his little girl. He and Sam watched over her for ten minutes or so before leaving her, closing the door and heading downstairs.
They curled up on the couch together, snuggling down for a little alone time whilst keeping an eye on their little bundle of joy who slept peacefully in her crib upstairs.
"God, I love you, Sam Winchester." Gabriel breathed, turning and kissing Sam's lips lovingly.
"I love you too, Gabriel." Sam replied, kissing Gabriel back and lowering him onto the couch, the pair content to hold and love each other until it was time for bed.
Isabelle awoke three hours later, Sam rolling over to get out of bed before he was stopped by Gabriel.
"I'll get it, babe." He mumbled, "You get some sleep..."
Sam sighed, realising he wouldn't be able to sleep until his lover was safe in bed with him. He heard the Archangel's soft voice as he sang a lullaby to her in Enochian, the babies cries fading to nothing before Gabriel returned and climbed back into bed, snuggling up to Sam and sighing.
This was the life.
-TBC-
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