A/N: TRIGGER WARNING(abusive dad)
Dean and Sam drove up to the mansion and-"Holy crap is that real gold?!" Dean asks. Yes, the mansion's walls were tinted with real gold and-"Silver too?! That's friggin awesome!" Dean's car suddenly stops! "The hell…" Dean think he should be nice to their hosts and steps out of the car with a woozy Sam trailing behind.
Sam looks around a bit and spots a hot tub in there backyard and slightly moans at the idea of being in that.
...Did Gabe just hear Sam moan? Gabe's cheeks go red as he follows Sams line of sight. Gabe rests his eyes on the hot tub and notices how stiff Sam looks. Oh yeah, he took all those punches for him. No wonder he's sore and probably heavily bruised in some places. "Hey Sam?" Gabe asks looking curiously at Sam. "What is it Gabe?" Sam had said in a soft voice. 'Wait...did Sam just call me Gabe? What if he- stop it Gabriel of course he doesn't like you like that! You haven't even known him for a day!'. "Sam you want to take a dip in the hot tub?"
Sam looked surprised that Gabe could read him. "Yeah i do, i just don't have a swimsuit with me."
Gabriel smirked mischievously. "Oh Sammy, I can fix that."
"Really?" Sam had a doubtful look on his face.
"Yeah just follow me!" Gabe grabbed Sam's wrist and led him into the backyard where there was a little house that was meant for you to change into your swimsuit and walked in there with Sam. He grabbed a swimsuit off the shelf, it was black with red fire on it, tossed them to Sam, shut the door and told him to get dressed.
Thankfully Gabe hadn't noticed that his left shoulder was hanging down in a unnatural way. He had to pop his shoulder back into place. It happened when he fell unconscious. He somehow landed wrong and it messed with his shoulder. Gabe was currently waiting for him outside the stall door. Sam didn't want to worry Gabe. "Hey Gabe?" Sam asked uncertain if this would work.
"Yeah Sam?"
"Can you wait outside near the pool?" Sam said hoping Gabe would buy the act.
Gabe got a little worried now. Why would he want him to go wait outside? "Why?" there was a second of silence between them.
"It's embarrassing to have you just standing there." of course Sam was lying but if Gabe went away then it wouldn't matter.
"Huh, yeah i guess i could, i'll be waiting outside in my own swim trunks." As Gabe walked off he thought to himself 'And i thought i was the damsel in distress!'
Sam could hear Gabe walk away, and when he couldn't hear Gabe's footsteps anymore he quickly took his shirt of to use as a gag to keep back the scream. He had done this before, many times. So what was different? It wasn't his father hurting him, that's what was different. And then he popped his shoulder, and damn did he scream. When he was done he put the swimsuit on and looked down at himself. A mess of scars and fresh bruises, that's what he was. Sam just hoped he didn't scare Gabe away. He doesn't Gabe to go away.
Sam steps out of the stall and spots Gabe waiting by the pool, exactly where he said he'd be. "Hey, Gabe." Sam says, walking over to him. "Hey, Sammy."
"It's Sam." Sam mutters instinctively.
"If you can call me Gabe, I'm calling you Sammy." Gabe says triumphantly.
"Yeah, but Gabe is a shortened version of Gabriel, Sammy is longer than Sam." he argues
"Do you prefer Samsquatch, Sambo, Moose, Sammich, or what?" Gabe asks, causing Sam to laugh.
"Just call me Sam, dude."
"I take this as invitation to use any of those nicknames." Sam laughs again.
"Fine. Gabe." Sam says.
"Okay...Sammy." Gabe answers.
Sam just ignores him and starts walking towards the hot tub, followed by Gabe. "Sam...What are those?" Gabe asks, gesturing to his legs. Sam turns around, because Gabe used his real name, and because he sounded upset.
"Oh…" Sam doesn't know how to answer 'Oh, ya'know, just my father used to beat me and Dean because of our sexuality? How about no.' Sam turns away, embarrassed, and afraid he's going to start crying.
"Sammy...What the hell are those?" Again with the calmly upset voice.
"I...I...They are… Scars?" Sam answers, still not looking at Gabe.
"Sam. Where did you get them? They're old. Not from tonight." Gabe sounds a lot more angry than upset now.
Gabriel waits a minute or so, but Sam doesn't answer or turn back around, so he says again, "Sammy, Where. Did. You. Get. Those. SCARS?!" he yells the last bit, and when Sam still doesn't answer, forces him to turn around. Sam has his eyes closed, but Gabe sees the tears running down his face.
"Sammy?" Gabe whispers, his voice soft again.
"Yes, Gabe?" Sam opens his eyes.
"Please tell me." Gabe says.
"I-I can't. I'm sorry." Sam turns away again
"Fine. Don't tell me." Gabe starts to walk back to his house.
"You're just like the rest!" Sam calls after him, which gets Gabe to turn around, "What?" He asks.
"You're just like the rest! Everyone leaves after they see my scars! Everyone!" Sam slumps to the ground, too exhausted from the day to stay standing.
When Gabe reaches Sam, he notices Sam shaking from silent sobs. "Hey...Hey. Look at me, Sam."
Sam lifts his head up. "I'm not like them, whoever they are. I'm not leaving you, I just want to know who the hell hurt you and why."
Sam blushes, "M-my dad." Sam glances away, but Gabriel lifts his chin.
"Sammy. Why did your dad hurt you?" Gabe asks, concern hinted with anger in his voice.
Sam shakes his head at that. "He hurt Dean too." remembering the way Dean tried to protect him by making it worse for himself.
"Where's your mom in all this?" Gabe asks, reminded of the feeling of never knowing his mom.
"She died when I was a baby." Sam said with saddens clear in his voice.
"I'm sorry, Sammy." Gabe shakes his head.
"You didn't do anything." Sam smiles at Gabe.
"We should find our brothers." Gabe smiles back at him, and they stand back up to go inside.
TO BE CONTINUED...