Actual Summary but it was too many words: Gabriel Novak has been broken beyond repair; unable to cope no longer he stands over the Golden Gate Bridge preparing to end his life when he's pulled back.
Sam Winchester never expected moving to a new town he'd find a boy committing suicide. Saving him from his fate Sam has to fight to keep Gabriel alive.
Gabriel can only truly be saved if he finds a reason to live although with dark forces penetrating the school that choice just may be taken away from him.
A/N: Thanks for reviewers: DarKAngel466, guest, FallenAngel2487, XxZessxX, .3 and MyUnlikelyHero. Seriously thanks for all the reviews and what you said, it really made me smile.
I'm sorry for the long update; I just didn't know how to write this chapter and then I've been working on my novel this summer which I haven't had writers block for.
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Chapter Three- Want
Sam's POV
I got inside the house back from my first day of school and collapsed against the door. My fingers were itching and my breathing laboured, I had never wanted to grab hold of someone so much and kiss the hell out of them.
It wasn't just that the guy was attractive. When I saw him committing suicide he had been a stranger to me, I had saved him and took him home, that's when it had all changed.
He made himself food in my house without permission and asked me if I wanted something and it made me smile. Then he kissed my cheek for being kind to him which had made my heart thud. Then he offered his friendship but warned me to stay away from him, which in a different situation would have made me laugh, in this situation it just further worried me. And why was I worrying about someone I barely knew? But I did, I worried.
The school seemed to hate him and he hated being home. He didn't know kindness, he wasn't given it. I wanted to give it to him, he needed it.
Gosh I think I was-no-you barely know the guy Sam!
"Dilemma?" Dean grinned coming into the hallway, wiping his hands on an oily dishrag, dressed in old clothes.
"No." I pushed myself away from the wall.
"Okay come sit with me and tell me about your day" Dean suggested. I followed him into the garage sitting on top of the tools table as Dean slid beneath the car.
We forever did this, hanging out in the garage just us two as Dean worked on the cars and I just watched. I loved doing it; I got to spend time with my big brother and enjoyed doing so. It was just me and him, and we talked.
I told him about every inch of the day, just changing the story of how I met Gabriel and also not telling him how everyone seemed to hate Gabriel. My brother was the over-protective type so telling him I made friends with the outcast would not go down well.
Sam you could have avoided this. Now the whole school are going to hate you just for being friends with the outcast.
"And they invited me over for football."
"Yeah? That's great."
"So how was college?"
Dean shrugged. "Alright,"
"Meet anyone?"
Dean chuckled. "Oh believe me Sam I met plenty of hot chicks."
"I meant have you made any friends?"
"All in a day Sam, all in a day."
"What?" I asked him confused but Dean just got up, patted me on the head and walked away.
I trailed after him. "Hey, when will dad be back?"
"Nine," Dean said going into the kitchen to grab a muffin from the side. "I'm going out at seven but I'll do us some dinner beforehand, okay kiddo?"
"Where you going?"
"None of your business, do you have any homework?"
"None of your business." I said back and he tapped me on the head.
"Don't be sarcastic."
"I don't have any; I have a project that I have to do but I'm working on it with someone else."
"So you're going over to your friends for football when you have a project due?"
"Since when do you care?" I spat at him. "You've never cared about school."
Dean just smiled coyly. "Who is it then?"
"What?"
"Oh come on Sammy, you think I don't know when you're crushing on someone"
"Go get your own girlfriend Dean, instead of interfering with my relationship life." I told him, going into my room and picking one of my many books to read before Dean did us dinner.
I took the TV then until when dad got home where I ran upstairs and pretended to go to sleep early when father came to find me. It wasn't that I did not want to find time alone with my father; it was simply because I knew he would quiz me about my first day and that was what I didn't want.
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"How was your first day of school Sam?" Father asked as I came into the kitchen for breakfast the next morning. Oh, drat.
"Haven't you got work?" I asked, he was hardly there in the mornings.
"Are you trying to get rid of me Sam, or were you just not ignoring me last night?"
"I was tired, okay?"
"No not really." Father narrowed his eyes at me.
"It was fine dad."
"Just fine?"
"Yeah."
"Tell me about it."
"Don't want to."
Father threw the newspaper he was reading on the table and stood up. "You don't want to?"
"I'm sorry father. I made three friends and I've been given a project already."
"What's the project about?" Father asked as he went over to the coffee pot to fill up his mug again and lifted it towards me. I shook my head so father just poured another drink which he took to Dean.
Dean hated mornings and required two wake up calls and three mugs of coffee. This was his second wakeup call and second coffee. I knew that if that was me, if I required that to wake up, father would never comply.
Father preferred Dean over me because Dean rarely argued with him unless he was sticking up for me and followed the rules like a good boy. And Dean in turn worshipped Dad. I tell you, I was sick of it.
I left. I knew I would be in hell for it later but for now I couldn't care. Gabriel was waiting for me on the corner, a fag in hand and two younger boys with him. "Anyone tell you, you shouldn't smoke in front of kids?" I said as I got to him.
Gabriel cast me a shy smile. "Josh here smokes," Gabriel laid a hand on the older looking one's shoulder. "And Sphere here is healthy as a horse, besides the oh my god I'm a bad person."
"Gabriel," Josh snapped. "Relax." He took the fag off Gabriel, took a drag then stubbed it out. "I'm Joshua, Gabriel's cousin. This is Sphere, Gabriel's younger brother."
"Sam," I shook his hand.
"We have to take Sphere to his school." Gabriel informed me. Preschool is not that far away from the High School we attended so it didn't take us long. Gabriel hugged Sphere tightly and wouldn't leave until Sphere was safely inside. The concern he showed remembered me of the way Dean was protective of me. But Dean never cried when he dropped me off at places, I saw the tears even as Gabriel with his back to us wiped them away.
We walked to the middle school then which was further away to drop Joshua off.
"You're protective of your brother." I mentioned as we walked to the high school.
"He's my little brother." Gabriel just said but I knew there was more. Like when he panicked last night at just be coming over. There was something about his family that he didn't want me to know about.
I asked Adam and Garth about it, they had never been to his house before and that all of Gabriel's older brothers were bullies and never seemed to care about Gabriel.
Did he commit suicide because of his family? Did his brothers bully him? Gabriel wouldn't leave my head for the whole day at school. I couldn't help it. I hadn't known Gabriel long but already I was falling for him and wanting him to be safe.
There was no one I could talk to it about it. My friends I wasn't able to stay in contract with considering my family didn't have the money for me and Dean to have a mobile phone. Only dad has one which is for work, there is no way he would let me use it. Dean maybe but me no way.
And it was not like I could talk to Dean about it, he would just laugh in my face. You'll in love with a guy you've barely met give me a break Sam, he would have said.
"You okay Sam?" Gabriel asked me in our last lesson, Trigonometry lying a hand on my arm. It felt so warm, so nice.
"Yeah, you?"
"Sure" Gabriel lied. I tried so hard to focus on the lesson but Gabriel wouldn't leave my head.
We were walking to the car park to meet up with Adam and Garth when we were cornered. By Lucifer and his friends. "Oh look," Lucifer sneered, a bottle of Jacks in his hand. "It's my little bad brother Gabriel."
"Bad?" Gabriel seemed offended. "How is it I'm exactly bad? You're the one drinking on school property"
Lucifer just moved forwards and gripped Gabriel's chin then slapped him around the face. "Don't forget your place Gabriel."
"Lucifer!" A voice rang out across the car park just before I was about to swing for Lucifer. I could feel the tremors going through my wrist.
The ground was covered quickly and a taller than all of us standing here male, with milky skin and black hair that surprisingly contrasted well together was there. "Lucifer, did you think I am stupid?"
"Michael brother" Lucifer said still holding onto Gabriel. "Now why would you think I was stupid?" He gave a sly smile.
Michael's eyes shone brightly. "I'm not discussing this with you now, come with me." His gaze flickered down to Lucifer's hold on Gabriel and his red cheek but just dismissed it, grabbed Lucifer's arm and pulled him away.
"Don't worry fag," One of Lucifer's friends spat at Gabriel. "There be no big brother to stop us next time."
"Who says there's going to be a next time?" I stepped forwards in front of Lucifer. I just thought maybe Gabriel would have at least one family member on side but it was turning out that they were all turning out to be dicks.
I hadn't been brought up to stand by and let others attack, bully and threaten. My father was a marine and he taught us like he was our General despite the fact that he is only a first lieutenant, didn't matter to him. His sons would not be wusses and would stick up for themselves.
"Oh yeah what you going to do about it midget?"
Now I had to laugh. I wasn't a midget, I used to be but during my last year I shot up, so calling me that was untrue. I was taller than him.
"Anybody teach you not to lie?" I said to him. "I'm taller then you jerk"
"Who do you think you're calling a jerk?"
I rolled my eyes that line was so over-used. I looked him up and down. "Well you're not royalty and you're clearly not a gentleman so I can call you a jerk, because it's stating the truth. Just leave us alone."
He grabbed my arm and I swung my fist, it landed right in his eye. He let go of me and clutched his nose. Gabriel grabbed my hand and hauled me away from the other guys with their murderous looks at me hitting their friend.
Garth clapped me back when I reached the car. "Good on you Sammy."
"Thanks Sam," Gabriel said quietly when we got in the back of Garth's car. "But there just going to make it harder for you now."
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I didn't care; I've had to put up with them sort of jerks before, what was different this time? Garth pulled up at a big house; a brown farmhouse exterior with a wraparound porch, a garage underneath the two storeys high with loft house.
"Wow," I looked up at the place which looked freshly new.
"Wait until you see the inside." Gabriel whispered into my ear, his breath of fresh mints from scoffing down mints at lunch as he came back in the school after smoking. He had obviously been scoffing more because that was all I could smell. It was so minty and coming from Gabriel, I just wanted to turn around and kiss him but he was already walking up to the house.
"I have to warn you," Garth told me. "My family are crazy."
"Crazy?"
"Mega,"
"Garth!" A little girl with a teddy bear in her arms came barrelling out the house, Garth picked up her up before her feet hit the ground. She threw her head back and giggled then she spotted me. "New boy!" She jabbed her finger into her brother's cheek.
"Ow Clarissa, that's Sam, my friend."
"Sam," She repeated. Garth put her down; she took one last stare back at me and then went barrelling back into the house.
The house opened up to an entry hall, carpet covering the light oak floorboards leading up to the living room. The walls were blue and had three white doors leading off it.
Garth led us right ahead into the living room with it's green walls, comfy looking sofa's and a TV almost spanning the whole length of one wall. There was a kitchen with top notch appliances and a kitchen island, there was a door going of the kitchen that was partly open revealing a chair and edge of a dining table. "Just sit here," Garth circled his hand at the sofa's. "Coke everyone?"
"Sure, thanks." I sit on the sofa next to the window where it leads to a deck with a swimming pool, wow.
"All the bedrooms have their own bathrooms." Adam told me. "My mom would kill for a house like this but she's just a nurse, not a lot of money coming in. Garth's father is a doctor, his mother a psychiatrist. His older sister is a physicist."
"You'd think there'd be pressure but there isn't." Garth said as he delivered each of us our cokes. "My elder brother wants to be a car racer and my parents are fine with that. So I'm free to do whatever I want when I figure it out, that is."
"How many siblings do you have?" I asked curious.
"Five. Only me, Clarissa who's six and my fourteen year old brother Skye live at home still which means we finally all have our own rooms now."
"I on the other hand." Adam said. "Live with just my mom."
"I just have the one parent, my dad."
Adam looked down at the coke can and twisted the opener. "My father visit's me now and the, or should I say at least a year. He takes me to baseball matches and we generally have a good time. I just wish I could see him more."
Garth patted Adam's shoulder and stood up, drowning the coke can before going to get another.
Once we had all finished them we played four games of football in which time we worked up an appetite but luckily as we come back into the house, lemon chicken is filling the house up with it's tangy and delicious smell. But as we walked into the kitchen a couple are locked in an embrace. "Gah," Garth complained, throwing his hand over his face. "There's food cooking in here."
"Oh relax." The man rolled his eyes. ""It's nothing new."
"And really that's what sucks."
"Garth who's your new friend?"
"Sam. Sam this is my mom Kathy and my dad Chris. They are an embarrassment so ignore them."
"We are not." Chris chuckled, tousling his son's hair then stuck his hand out to me. I shook the hand that is covered in tattoo's like the rest of his body. Both of Garth's parents have tattooed bodies, both tall and attractive.
"Well sit down. Clarissa said that you have your friends around. Luckily she's gone to dance class so you won't be bothered with her. Anyway sit, we always have loads of food to go around anyway."
"Yeah," Garth said to me. "They feed it to the dog."
"That's what he's there for right? To be a vacuum?"
"No dad no." Garth's expression can only be explained as horrified.
"Chris," Kathy scolded, hitting him with a dish rag across his back. "Garth is a sensitive boy, don't say them kind of things about Mitzy"
"I'm sorry son." Chris put his arm around him and squeezed him tight then reached out and clasped my shoulder. "Nice to meet you Sam."
"You too."
"They are so embarrassing." Garth complained once we sat down at the table, next to a younger male that I assume is the brother he was talking about earlier.
Skye smirks. "It's even worse when you bring a girlfriend over. Hi I'm Skye, you?"
"Sam."
He nodded. "How you finding this town?"
"Shit, like the rest of us." Gabriel drawled from next to me, his fingers beating out a drum on the table.
"Now now Gabriel, was I asking you?"
"Skye that is rude." Chris scolded him as he brought in the chicken followed by Kathy with spicy potatoes.
"Gabriel was being rude." Skye defended.
"Was not." Gabriel argued.
"Was too."
"Not."
"Too."
Chris dished out while Gabriel argued with Skye and looking around that I realised I have never eaten like this, around a table eating like a family, with flowing conversation and low key arguments. I felt a pang in my chest of loss, that in another world I would still have a mom and we're be a family, just like the one here now but mom was long gone and with her, so did being a family.