Gabe woke up. He looked up expecting to find some sort of hotel because that was where he was last time. Wasn't he, he wondered. He couldn't really remember anything. Just a ugly hotel room. Let's see do I remember my name He thought to himself Do I even have a name. I hope something's awesome and not something like apple. As he was thinking that he dug through a memory for his name. After a couple of seconds he finally found what he was looking for. Ah-ha. Got you. Now let's see what is it.

"Gabriel Speight." He said like he was eating something for the first time and couldn't tell whether or not he liked it.

"I'm just going to by Gabe. That sounds less Douchey" He added. "Now anything else that I remember."

Almost a second after he said that A name came crashing through his skull. It felt like it was lit up in neon lights. Sam Winchester. After just wondering who was. He got launched back into what felt like thousands of memories. In most of the memories this guy, a tall guy that he wanted to climb all over with long hair, Sam he figured and also hoped because he didn't think anybody else could measure up to this guy seemed mad to see him. Like Gabe had done something wrong and he couldn't wait for Gabe to pay for his crimes but he was also was strangely happy to see him. Like he was the light of the tunnel, the wind beneath his wings. Any other stupid metaphor that you wanted to use. Yet it so oddly fit and wasn't just a stupid metaphor.

That didn't make any sense to him. Why would somebody who obviously so mad at him want to see him. Yet Gabe remembered knowing that he did something wrong. Wait, no it wasn't quite like that. He thought what he was doing was right but when he saw Sam's face. He felt guilty and wanted to take it all back. He also wanted Sam to understand why he was doing it. He remembered explaining why he did it. Something about teaching him a lesson. That wasn't the reason at all. It was something to do about keeping him safe or though he knew he couldn't. He just wanted to keep him safe for as long as he could. Wait hold up a moment does this mean that this Sam guy was dead. That really be a downer if he was.

He didn't remember seeing him die or attending his funeral or anything like that but that didn't mean a hill of beans. He didn't remember anything else behind his name and Sam's name. He didn't have an address. Wait hold on a moment yes he did. He didn't know where the address really was or what was waiting for him there. All he knew was that there was where he needed to go.