Gabriel got back to his place after dropping Sam off. He opened the front door and his German Shepherd, Bones, came running towards him barking and smiling like any overly enthusiastic dog would. He prepared himself for the inevitable pounce. It took a while for Gabe to control his furry friend, eventually he got Bones to calm down, then the hyper fur ball pranced over to his food bowl. Gabe fed him, took a shower, then got ready for bed.

Once laying down, Gabe closed his eyes but found himself to be wide awake. He couldn't stop thinking about Sam's smile, his laugh, the way he looked when he was sleeping, how his touch instantly calmed Sam's nerves. All of these things kept replaying in his mind until he made a huge decision. Tomorrow, he will ask Sam out on a date.

Gabe woke up early, took bones for a walk, then drove to work. He took a small detour past Sam's house on the way, which coincidentally turned out to take five minutes off his normal commute. By the time Gabe got to the Cafe, Balthazar and Cas had already opened and unlocked everything; they even had several customers, Sam being one of them.

Gabe noticed Sam waving at him through the window smiling and now on book 2 of Harry Potter. He waved back, walking in the cafe heading towards the kitchen so he could put on his apron and start serving customers. Every once-in-a-while, Gabe looked to see Sam's expression while reading which is what he normally did, but today it felt different. He studied Sam with more care and warmth rather than amusement.

He saw that Cas had spoken with Sam for a bit and didn't care enough the listen because he was busy with a customer; It was rush hour after all.

Gabe got so busy fulfilling orders he didn't even notice that Sam had left. Balthazar had to point it out to him, which also gave him an excuse to tease Gabe.

"Hey Romeo, have not you noticed your Juliet is not to be found," Balthazar snickered.

"Balthazar, you are a pain in my ass," Gabriel replied, he was upset to see Sam had left so soon though.

"Watch yourself mate. Words do hurt you know," Balthazar said placing a hand over his heart acting as if wounded by Gabriel's comment. Gabe just rolled his eyes and went to go clean off Sam's table.

The first thing Gabe saw on Sam's table was a napkin which contained writing on it, surprisingly neat writing.

Thanks again for the ride home.

I really appreciate it.

Had to leave early today to help Dean

handle family events.

Talk to you later hopefully.

1-785-572-0349

-Sam W.

Gabriel couldn't believe it. Did Sam Winchester just give him his phone number? Any fear Gabe had of Sam answering to no to going on a date with him vanished. Now all he had to do was make it through the day so he could call Sam.

xXxXx

"I don't want to go see dad, Dean." Sam exclaimed.

"We are going to, we promised-" Dean began.

"You promised. " Sam corrected.

" ...promised Dad we would visit."

"The man is always drunk and angry, Dean. You remember when-"

"Yes Sammy, I remember what happened. Don't go reminding me."

Sam hated his father. He hated that he was always drunk, he hated how his dad never cared and especially hated what he had done to Dean years ago, which Sam never forgave John for. Dean promised their dad they would visit him once a year at the motel he lived in about an hour away. It didn't seem like a far distance away but it was enough to keep Sam satisfied.

Sam and Dean arrived at the motel their father stayed at and found the door to be cracked open. Dean went first and Sam followed. John Winchester was on the floor with an empty bottle of Vodka in his hand; he had definitely been drinking and most likely had forgotten that today was supposed to be his sober day. Sam was furious.

"Hey! Guess who's here dad!" Sam yelled.

"Sammy, shut up." Dean said, but Sam ignored his brother.

"Get up, you old bastard!" Sam kicked his father's foot. John woke up and rolled from his stomach to his back, squinting trying to figure out where the yelling was coming from.

"Sam! Stop!" Dean yelled, but Sam continued to ignore. Now he was grabbing his father by the shirt, yanking him upwards and throwing him on the motel bed. Sam cocked his fist ready to punch but stopped and stormed out the door. Dean chased behind Sam screaming out, "Sammy, wait up!"

"I told you Dean." Sam said.

"I know, I was there." Dean replied sarcastically.

"You are not making me talk to him Dean."

"Sammy, if you could just go back with me. Maybe he has a reason. We could help-"

"No. You can go. I'm not going back there to listen to some bullshit reason he has. I'm going to call a cab, and I am going to-"

"What are you going to do Sammy? Go read a book at the cafe for 6 hours."

Sam could tolerate a lot from Dean, but that crossed the line. Dean knew it too, Sam could tell his brother regretted every word that spilled out of his mouth. It didn't matter, Dean still said it. Sam didn't say anything; he stormed off and left Dean to deal with their father.

Sam was on a bus heading back to Uncle Bobby's when he got a call from a number he didn't recognize. He answered anyway,"Hello, you have reached Sam."

"Heya kiddo!" Sam recalled the voice immediately.

"Hey Gabe!" Sam said excitedly.

"I got your note."

"Good. So… "

"Well, um. I was going to do this in person but…"

"But…"

"Sam Winchester, would you like to… go see a movie with me tonight?"

"Like on a date?"

"Yes-no… I guess. I mean it doesn't have to be-" Sam was grinning as his cheeks turned a bright shade of pink and interrupted Gabe," Sure. I'll see a movie with you."

"Great! I'll pick you up at 6." Sam sensed Gabe was about to hang up and panicked.

"Wait! Gabriel-Gabe"

"Yes Sammy?'

"I'll just meet you at the cafe."

"Sure thing kiddo."

"Oh and why at 6? The cafe closes at 10."

"Locking up early tonight, its a special occasion."

Just like that, Gabriel hung up ending the phone call. Sam was glad Gabriel was so easy-going. He honestly didn't want to run into Dean later, especially after a fight and going to Bobby's was risky. It gave him an excuse not to go there, but Sam truly does want to see a movie with Gabe. It is exactly what he needs.

xXxXx

Gabe checked his watch which read 6:00. Sam would show up any second. Gabriel had everything ready and was going through a mental checklist:

Popcorn- check

Candy- check

Soda- check

A few more things were listed and by the time he finished he saw Sammy walking along the sidewalk, crossing the street and now right in front of him. The height difference wasn't too drastic fortunately, but Gabe didn't care how tall Sam was.

"Sorry I'm a bit late," Sam said.

"No biggy. Come on Sasquatch. Let's go!" Gabe couldn't hold back his excitement.