"Sammy," Lucifer drew out his name. "I'm home!"

Sam's grip on Gabriel's hand tightened and sat up from his laying position. "No..."

Surely enough, he could see Lucifer sitting in a chair across the room, grinning like mad. "Can't get rid of me that easily, Sammy."

"Don't call me that," Sam ordered, clenching his jaw as he glared at the angel.

Gabriel sat up too, putting a protective arm around the hunter. "Get. Out." He barked, clenching his open hand.

"Nah, that's not as fun." Lucifer smirked. Sam started bitting his lip. He put his hand in his pocket, gripping Ruby's knife that he stole from Dean when he left for a case. He took a deep breath and slowly pulled it from his pocket. He looked to his angel to make sure he wasn't paying attention. He wasn't. He pulled out the knife, a retracted his hand from Gabriel's.

"Sammy?" Both angles asked, concerned.

"Don't call me that." Sam growled. Before anyone could react he took the knife and made a deep, deep, deep cut down he left wrist. Lucifer vanished, leaving only a very upset angel.

"SAM!" He shouted, seeing the blood pour from the hunter's wrist, staining his clothes and the bed sheets. Sam soon found himself, dizzy and Gabriel placed his hand over the cut healing it with his grace. "What the hell were you thinking!?" Gabriel asked, slightly shaken up.

"I-I had to make him go away." Sam stared at the blood dripping down his arm, wondering if he had cut to deep as he started feeling dizzy. "It was the only way I knew how..." He leaned his head on Gabriel's shoulder. "Sorry... Don't make it better, he'll come back."

Gabriel ignored Sam's request. Fully healing his cut, he kissed where a scar should have been. "Don't you ever do that again? Okay? What if you cut a vain and killed yourself?" Gabriel, asked, slightly trembling as he sat on Sam's lap and wrapped his arms around his neck.

Sam looked around the room nervously, hoping Lucifer wouldn't reappear. "You know I wouldn't die immediately," he pointed out quietly. He pulled himself to Gabriel's chest again. "I don't want to see him anymore, I want him to leave me alone."

He rubbed Sam's back. Shushing him, and kissing his forehead. "You won't see him anymore, just don't do that anymore." Gabriel, fealt close to tears. "Sam, if you died, I wouldn't be able to live anymore. Please, I love you too much."

Sam closed his eyes and clenched his jaw. "Then try to understand... What it was like, when I thought that Lucifer killed you," he whispered. "It was like Hell, Gabriel... and I would know."

"I know..." Gabriel whimpered, wincing at remembering a memory. "I never really left you... I was always mentally connected to you, reading your thoughts... whenever I felt lonely. So many times have I cried with how you were feeling. So many times I just wanted to come back. Castiel wouldn't let me and he was always watching me. I barely got away today. Sam, I love you, from the moment I saw you, as cheesy as it sounds." Gabriel took a breath. "I won't die if you don't die, okay?" He asked, kissing his favorite human. He was perfect. Thought the angel. And I'm just broken and selfish... he deserves someone better, someone who isn't a mess. Gabriel grimly thought.

Sam leaned in and gave his archangel a short, longing kiss. "Deal," he whispered, a faint smile tracing his lips for the first time in months, maybe years. "I love you," he repeated, cupping Gabriel's face in his hand.

"I love you more." The angel winked, laying back down and bringing Sam with him, wrapping his legs and arms around his moose.

An actual, even if small, smile grew onto the hunter's lips as he pulled his archangel close to him. "I doubt it, but you can tell yourself that, if it makes you feels better." He gave Gabriel another kiss, a long, sweet kiss, full of passion.

This earned a laugh from the archangel. "Sammy, angels can't lie, so of course I love you more!" Gabriel exclaimed, kissing Sam tenderly and long, smiling into the kiss.

Sam ran his fingers through the archangel's hair, he would have been genuinely grinning if had hadn't had his lips pressed to Gabriel's. He pulled away to say, "Alright... you win." Before pressing their mouths together once again and flipping them over, allowing himself to hover over the angel, holding himself up with his arms as he continued to kiss his favorite angel.

This cause a mischievous smirk from the Trickster. He moved his head away and spoke, "Damn Sam, I know you were always slightly more in control, but I never thought being on top was your thing." Gabriel laughed, before going back to warm fuzzy kisses.

Sam smirked. "You have a lot to learn about me," he whispered suggestively, before leaning back into the kisses, allowing them to grow more passionate to a point where he didn't want to pull away for anything.

Gabriel went along with no longer talking. As the kisses started getting more intense, Gabriel started sucking back and forth on Sam's bottom lip, waiting for him to join into the rhythm.

Sam's kisses started drifting away from the archangel's mouth, venturing to his cheeks and down his neck. As the kisses covered more skin, they also intensified, turning into nibbles and sucks.

This earned a few quiet, pleasing moans from the angel. As the hunter was busy with Gabriel's neck, he had his hands down and under Sam's shirt, rubbing his chest and feeling his abs. "Don't stop..." murmed the slightly hard angel.

Sam was more than happy to oblige, engaging in sucking on his neck in multiple places, almost certain to leave marks. He sat up and pulled Gabriel's shirt over his head, before setting about another slew of kisses over his chest.

Gabriel let out a soft groan. "Damnit, Sam why do you have to be so good." Gabriel said, more as a statement than a question. He pulled, well more like ripped, Sam's shirt off and started to unbutton his jeans. "Are you sure?" Gabriel whispered, slightly worried for the answer. With the hunter not stopping the kisses he took that as yes and finished unzipping and unbuttoning his pants before pulling them off. He smirked as he noticed he wasn't the only one who was hard. He pushed the hunter to sit up, so he could take off his pants. Once done they went back to work. Sam still on top, and Gabriel on bottom. "Sam, I lo-"

"I said he was mine, bastard!" A rough voice shouted. The voice belonged to a figure holding an angel blade. The angel blade soon found itself stuck in Gabriel's heart. The figure soon revealed to be Lucifer. With a victorious smile, Lucifer stood back and watched the pandemonium.

Sam gasped loudly and stared, uncomprehending for a moment as blood started drooing out of Gabriel's chest and the blade was pulled back. "No!" He grabbed his archangel and supported him, helping him lie on his back. "How could you?!" he screamed at Lucifer, his eyes lit with fiery anger.

Lucifer simply wiped the blood off his blade, a small smirk written on his lips. "I said, you're mine."

At the moment the blade struck into Gabriel's chest, he felt two two things. Fear and anger. He was afraid of how Sam would act, and was angry at the idea that he would hurt the hunter. Once he realized that the action was done by Lucifer, he was really confused. He was dying, really slowly, for it was only an average angel blade, but dying. Killed by a fake idea. Unless the hallucinations were getting to them too. That had to be it. Then why does it hurt? A nagging voice asked. He had no answer. When the devil said Sam was his, the pain of dying lessened.

"No..." Gabriel whispered as he bled the crimson liquid. "He's mine." While he wasn't for possession he was slightly okay for claiming Sam. Gabriel's world started to fade, as the blood left from his vessels face. Black wings, stained on the bed and floor. Once again the angel had died by his older brother.

Sam fell to his knees next to the body, disbelieving and astonished. "Gabriel..." Tears started to streak down his face as his hands fluttered over the body. "No, no, no, y-you can't be dead!" he sobbed. "Please, please don't be dead, you... You can't..."

After a moment he spun around to face Lucifer, and snatched the blade out of his hand. "How?!" he demanded. "You're only a hallucination- how did you kill him?"

Lucifer only laughed. "That's a secret!" he said in an excited voice. "You'll never know," he teased.

Sam drew back his arm and punched him square in the jaw, pouring his anger, frustration and pain into the blow, knocking the fallen angel into the wall, where he was pinned by the giant hunter. Sam held the blade up to Lucifer's chest and with barely any hesitation, ran it through him, even though he knew it wouldn't work.

He spun around to Gabriel and knelt beside him again, pushing hair out of his beautiful face and staring at him in yet more disbelief. He grabbed the demon-knife out of his pocket and held it to his wrist. "Just a hallucination, just a hallucination," he repeated to himself continuously, as he dragged the blade against his skin horizontally, a slight wince on his face as the pain disintegrated all of his hallucinations.