Author's Note: so I'm back again. Woo! Well enjoy
The queen sized bed sunk in deep under the weight of the hunter and angel. Sam couldn't help but recognize the feeling of that body sitting on the bed beside him. The motel room's television, which appeared to be a model from at least the eighties, displayed reruns of some soap opera Sam didn't know the name of. It was late and Dean and Cas still weren't back yet.
"I wonder what they would be doing that would have them out this late, maybe something happened. It wouldn't be the first time Dean got himself into trouble." Gabe snickered.
"Samsquatch, you're forgetting he's with Cas. My baby brother's got some mojo on him. He'd probably gank anything that came within ten feet of Dean. I bet he just went out for a beer or something."
"I guess you're right," Sam got to his feet and walked to the small kitchenette, "hey you want one?" he gestured to the mini fridge in the corner, filled with left overs and drinks.
Gabe snapped his fingers and a cherry blow pop appear out of thin air, "No thanks, Sammy." As Sam sat back down on the bed, both parties noticed he sat a little closer than before, their arms just an inch or so from touching. They sat that way for the remainder of what seemed like close to two hours, when Sam started to nod off. "I think I'm gonna hit the hay."
"Night" before Sam could respond, Gabe was gone.
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The tossing and turning began almost immediately after the hunter's head hit the flat motel room pillow. He didn't know but Gabriel sat in the plastic chair up against the adjacent wall. The archangel wanted nothing more than to just stop the pain. I can do anything but help the one person in the world I love. He tugged his hand over his mouth in frustration. If it were anyone else, he wouldn't care, or at least it wouldn't haunt him like it does now. If it were anyone else, all it would take was a gentle stroke of their head with one of his angelic hands, but not now, not with him. Nothing can be simple with a Winchester.
Gabe knew, of course, what was troubling the younger Winchester, because it was his nightmares to begin with. The poor kid wouldn't be suffering if it weren't for me. A single tear weld up in his eye as the screaming begun. Why did I have to let him fall for me? Why couldn't I just stay the hell away? What did he ever do to deserve me? The other archangels never felt love the same way Gabe did, and it cursed him greatly. "He was always the selfish one"they used to say. It wasn't that he was selfish, just that his heart was too compassionate. He left heaven because he loved his brothers too much to watch them kill each other. He hid out with the pagans because he couldn't bear to even think about what his family would do to each other as time passed. But soon the apocalypse was started by none other than his baby brother Castiel and all he wanted was for it to finally end, for him to rest in peace.
Archangels have a different effect on people than angels of Castiel's ranking. They get connected and it can burn the human away in some cases, which is why Gabe tried his hardest to avoid the species all together, but from first time he heard about the vessel for hell he just couldn't help himself. Sam didn't understand but the incident at the mystery spot was for his own good. Same with the TV land thing Gabe came up with. The only thing that could make it worse for that already misfortunate soul is if they fell in love with said archangel in return. And of course Sam Winchester was head over heals for the golden haired being sitting across from him.
He couldn't take it any longer. If I have to be a burden to him, he might as well get some enjoyment out of me. The damage was already done. Even if he left now and never came back, Sam would still suffer. Gabe sat down on the bed where he had been before.
"Shhhhhh, Sammy it's ok. Wake up!" he nudged him gently to wake him from his nightmare.
"Gabe?" The hunter looked confused as he peered up at the barely visible figure in the darkness beside him.
"Yeah, Kiddo."
"I've never been happier to see someone in my life." Gabe gave a half chuckle and pulled himself into the bed closer to Sam, who appeared to be coated in his own nervous sweat. Neither said a word as Sam wrapped his muscular arms around the foreign body that lay to his right. Gabe leaned into his embrace and even closed his eyes. They slept like that, or rather, Sam slept but Gabriel couldn't find the heart to move. As one A.M. rolled by Dean and Castiel returned to the motel room to find Gabe and Sam at peace. Dean shot the trickster a questioning look but received only a slight shrug in reply.
Author's Note: hope you guys liked this chapter. Sorry I know it was a little ooc and not my usual writing style but I wanted to try something new out. Also I apologize for my explanation of how the archangel relationships work. Feel free to pm me with any questions. Please review! All comments, corrections and suggestions are welcome.
