A/N: For this drabble, I had to find some of the dialogue between Sam and Dean because I just wasn't running into any ideas on how to go about the conversation between Sam and Dean.

Sam was sitting on his bed field-stripping his gun for probably the twentieth time. He didn't even know why he felt the sudden urge to do so. He had just picked up one of his guns and started field-stripping it as if his life depended on it.

Sam's eyes narrowed slightly before he placed down his gun for a second. Looking around the room to make sure that Lucifer wasn't anywhere nearby, Sam closed his eyes and relaxed. Now that he thought about it, it's been a while since he was able to just sit and think. But of course, it wasn't long until his momentary peace was disturbed.

The phone started to ring, dragging Sam out of his stupor. Sighing, Sam stood up and walked out of the room. He entered the living room and picked up the phone, only to freeze. Sitting in one of the chairs with a paper was Lucifer. He had that arrogant smirk on his face, obviously directed at Sam even though he was looking through the newspaper.

Ignoring Lucifer as best as he could- easier said than done-, Sam answered the phone.

"Yeah?" Sam asked tiredly.

"Well, we're positive for ick. Same kind of stuff that came out of Cas. And, uh, two of the swim kids are missing, they stole one of their parent's cars," Dean said.

"You know, I really think Prince William has found the right girl," Lucifer chimed in, that arrogance still floating around him.

Sam shut his eyes tight to block out Lucifer's presence and moved his attention back to Dean. "So…you think these…Leviathan things just jump into people?"

Dean hummed in agreement. "I don't know, it makes sense, doesn't it?"

The sound of wings flapping was Sam's only warning before Gabriel wrapped his arms around him tightly. Grunting softly, Sam glanced back in surprise. Gabriel had a proud smile on his face and Sam scowled.

"What is it with angels and acting all proud of themselves?" Sam thought to himself.

Tuning back to the conversation with Dean, Sam barely caught the rest that his brother was telling him.

"Sam?" Dean asked in slight worry.

Sam flinched and answered, "Uh, yeah? Sorry, I just…blanked out for a minute."

Dean was quiet on the other line for a few seconds before speaking again. "How're you doing?"

Sam raised his eyebrow at the question. He peeked back to where Lucifer was cleaning his nails. The devil made a weird face before digging the knife he was holding in his hand under his nail. His attention then moved to Gabriel, who was conjuring up several bars of candy. By the time he was done, about half of the living room was covered in candy. Blinking a couple of times, Sam turned back around slowly.

"You know…uh…okay," Sam answered in a weird tone.

"Well, hang in there, alright?" Dean answered back before hanging up the phone.

Sam looked down at the phone before shaking his head. Turning to Gabriel, Sam sighed at the archangel's antics. Candy wrappers were sprawled across the living room floor while the angel himself was laying on the couch.

"What are you doing here, Gab?" Sam asked in mild annoyance.

Gabriel looked up from his candy bar before smiling at Sam. Finishing the rest of his chocolate bar- how Gabriel could eat so much candy without getting sick of it was something Sam didn't understand-, Gabriel sat up and patted the space next to him, signaling Sam to sit next to him.

Rolling his eyes, Sam walked over to the angel and sat down. He felt eyes watching him and Sam looked up. His eyes widened when he realized that Lucifer was in his direct path of sight. Shivering unconsciously, Sam looked over to Gabriel. The angel just looked towards the area where his brother was sitting and Sam followed his gaze. Lucifer was staring straight into Sam's eyes.

"So, you're just fine Sam? Man, I'm having a great day," Lucifer said sadistically.

Lucifer stabbed the knife into the table in front of him before crossing his arms. A mocking smile came to his face and he continued to watch Sam with close eyes. In response, Sam bowed his head.

Gabriel's eyes narrowed before he wrapped his arm around Sam, pulling him close. While he did this, Gabriel continued to stare straight at Lucifer.

"Hmm?" Lucifer stared right back at Gabriel before smirking. "Well, well. Looks like little brother can see me too."

Gabriel smiled grimly at his brother. "I see whatever Sam sees. That's the advantage of being mated with a Winchester," Gabriel said simply.

Lucifer chuckled and said, "You always had a weakness towards these worthless humans."

Gabriel kept a straight face and said, "What you think of as worthless, I think of as interesting."

Sam watched as the two siblings argued back and forth for the next five minutes. Although, Sam wasn't sure if he could call it arguing since both Gabriel and Lucifer kept straight faces. Well, as straight as they could get anyway. Lucifer was still smirking, although now his arrogance was replaced by mild anger. Gabriel on the other hand, was just staring at his brother with no expressions breaking though. And to tell the truth, this version of Gabriel scared him much more than Lucifer.

"You know big brother, I think it's time for you to take your leave," Gabriel said before placing his fingertips to Sam temple. Suddenly, Sam felt a burst of pain fill his head and he cradled his head helplessly. A groan passed through his lips and he vaguely felt Gabriel rubbing his back in support. In the back of his mind, Sam realized that the gaze that was watching him before was no longer there.

"Look up at me Sammy," Gabriel purred out.

Opening his eyes slowly, Sam looked over to where Lucifer was a few seconds ago. The devil was no longer there, causing Sam to look over to Gabriel in surprise.

"What did you do?" Sam asked.

"I just found a way to lock up Lucifer for a while. You can thank me later," Gabriel said while climbing into Sam's lap.

Sam looked at Gabriel in astonishment before chuckling. He rested his head against the angel's chest and breathed in the other male's scent.

"Thank you," Sam said softly.

Gabriel smiled and tilted Sam's head up so that they were looking straight into each other's eyes. "I said you don't have to thank me," Gabriel whispered out before leaning down to kiss Sam.