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"I've gone crazy." Sam was trying desperately to rationalize what he'd heard. "I wanted to hear his voice so bad, I did. That's all." Sam mumbled. "Can't be." His hands were shaking and his face was flushed as his eyes scanned the room, desperate for some sign. He hoped it was real while damning himself for hoping. It couldn't be real, he couldn't be alive. Sam knew he shouldn't get his hopes up; it would only hurt more when they were crushed but he wanted so desperately for it to be real. Straining his ears in the hopes that he could catch any noise, anything, while looking around desperately for the source of the murmur, Sam cursed everything he believed. It simply could not be real. His fingers curled into fists that were clenched so tight they were paper white while he felt tears well up hot and angry in his eyes.
"Sammy?! Did you hear me?" Gabe's voice sounded so far away, but was no longer fuzzy like a radio station that wasn't quite coming in properly.
"Gabe?" Sam's voice was so small, so scared. It couldn't be real.
"Sammy, I'm coming!" Gabe seemed to be shouting at the top of his lungs but he sounded so far away. Sam's eyes were wide. It couldn't be real. It was Dean playing a trick on him. So help him, if this was a trick, Sam would…What would he do? He'd already started the apocalypse, it couldn't get much worse. Sam didn't know what he'd do but it made the situation that much scarier.
"Gabe, please." Sam let out a weak sob, it couldn't be real. After a long time Sam felt a sudden flow of warm air on his face. "Gabe?" Sam mumbled both hopefully and hopelessly.
"Sammy babe, can you hear me?" Gabe asked sounding suddenly very close.
"Oh my god Gabe, it's really you. I can't believe it's you." Sam said crying. He was such a mess.
"C'mon moose, you know I don't like to see you cry." Gabe said sweetly making Sam smile and hiccup softly.
"What's going on?" Sam asked wishing he could see Gabe, touch him, hold him.
"I'm a ghost." Gabe said awkwardly. "An angel ghost."
"Is that a thing?" Sam asked laughing at the absurdity, his angel boyfriend had become a ghost, John Winchester would be rolling over in his grave.
"I guess it is." Gabe said with an audible shrug in his voice. God Sam missed him.
"I have so much to tell you." Sam said thinking of all his prayers, wondering if Gabe had heard them.
"How can you? You tell me everything already." Gabe laughed.
"So you heard my prayers?" Sam asked eagerly.
"Every one bleach boy." Gabe cackled. Pausing, it occurred to him that maybe it had been Gabe causing Cas and Dean so much trouble.
"Have you been-"
"Yep!" Gabriel said gleefully. "I figure if I can't have my happy Sammy time, Dean can't have his happy Cas time." Gabriel said laughing.
"Gabe!" Sam tried to sound reprimanding but couldn't help but laugh. "God I missed you." Sam sighed.
"I've been right here the whole time. Ya know, except when I was in the room next door cock blocking." Gabe cackled.
"Really? The whole time?" Sam asked blushing.
"I liked it when you called my name." Gabriel purred.