Chapter 4

On Saturday, Sam and Castiel spent the afternoon studying at the desk in their room. After a couple of hours Castiel noticed Sam was distracted.

"Sam..." Castiel called him back to the reality. "What is it?"

"I just... feel kind of bad about Adam." Sam looked at his boyfriend, taking his eyes away from the book he wasn't reading.

"We really have to get this done. Then we have time to visit Adam."

"I know. It's just, he has been through a lot..." Sam paused. "I wanted to give him something good, that made him feel better... not another disappointment."

Castiel looked at him for a moment, noticing how much Sam cared about Adam. "He really got into you, didn't he?" He passed a hand through Sam's hair, caressing it.

"Yeah, I guess..." Sam said at first. He hadn't really thought about it, he just did and wanted to do what his kind heart told him to do. "There's something about him... I don't know."

"Hey, we're going to help him, okay?" Castiel made Sam meet his eyes.

Sam nodded just before Castiel kissing him softly. Sam smiled, not for being conformed with the situation, but by having Castiel at his side always trying to comfort him.

They returned to the study until dinner time. Well, actually it was until Dean came in their room to disturb them. According to him, he was bored and he had nothing to do. The truth was Gabriel had gone to work and he would come home late, so they decided to go to the living room play Mario Karts on the Wii.

As Dean was winning every time and was getting cocky too, Sam and Castiel teamed up and made Dean lose. They made a pause for dinner and then continued the game. This time Dean had an ally too, Lucifer. It was strange, but Lucifer played unexpectedly well, but now they were at the same level. The next round Dean and Lucifer won, but the game was very fierce.

They played until midnight and then Sam and Castiel went to bed. Lucifer did the same and Dean decided to wait for Gabriel in the room.

It was about 2am when Sam woke up, he wasn't sure with what. He heard someone talking, well it seemed more like they were arguing; it was Dean and Gabriel fighting in the next room. It didn't last long, but it didn't seem like it had ended well by the strong sound of the door closing. When silence reigned once again, Sam fell asleep.

Castiel woke up in the morning with the sunlight on his face, in Sam's embrace, the same position as he had fallen asleep. Castiel remembered that he used to move a lot in bed, but since he slept with Sam that didn't happen anymore.

He stood staring at Sam; he had a lock of shining hair on his face and Castiel gently took it away. Not much time later Sam opened his eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the light, and he smiled when he saw Castiel. "Good morning".

"Good morning." Castiel kissed him, first gently and then deeply.

Castiel got on top of Sam as their tongues touched. It lasted for almost a minute, until Castiel pulled back and kept staring at Sam in adoration.

"What?" Sam asked curious with a smile.

"You're beautiful..." he said looking into Sam's green eyes. "I love you."

Sam smiled widened. "I don't know if I believe it... You only gave me a hundred kisses today," he spoke ironically. "I think I need more." Sam leaned forward to reach his boyfriend's lips.

After a few more dozens of kisses, Sam said "I love you too."

Castiel lied on the top of him, with his face on Sam's chest. After some time Castiel spoke. "Do you remember the first time, our first time?"

"How could I forget..." Sam said tenderly, remembering that time.

"At that time, in the morning I thought... how I wished to wake up that way, every day, for the rest of my life." Castiel told him, emotional. "And now... it's happening," he said with a smile.

"I know. It almost seems like a dream..." Sam remembered the bad times where he thought he would never see Castiel again. "Actually... I can't picture myself living without you."

Sam's words touched Castiel's heart and a shiver warmed his body. There was nothing he could say that matched Sam's confession of love. He just wrapped his arms around Sam's neck tight. "Me too," Castiel whispered to his ear and kissed him on the neck.

They stood in bed enjoying the heat compared to the cold outside, but then Sam had to go to the bathroom. When he came back, Sam saw Dean in the living room and stepped down the stairs and approached his brother that was wrapped in a blanket.

"Did you sleep here?" Sam asked, looking at the couch with only one pillow and it looked like someone had been laid in it.

Dean looked at him with an upset face and didn't reply to his brother.

"I heard you and Gabriel last night," Sam commented to see if Dean told him anything else.

"I don't wanna talk about it," Dean said with a rude voice.

"Dean..." Sam wanted to make his brother know he just wanted to help, but he didn't have time.

"Just drop it, Sam!" Dean went to the kitchen.

Sam knew Dean wouldn't speak to him if he went after him so he returned to his room. Castiel was getting dressed when Sam got in with a thoughtful look.

"What is it?" Castiel asked his boyfriend.

"Gabriel kicked Dean out of the room last night. He slept on the couch."

"Seriously? Gabriel usually doesn't to do that." Gabriel and Dean usually fight for everything and nothing, but Gabriel never did anything like this to Dean. "What happened?"

"I don't know. Dean doesn't talk to me..." he said sadly, he didn't like to see his brother like that, whether it was his fault or not. "I hope they make up soon." But that didn't seem likely to happen.

Gabriel got out of the room late in a morning, and only to grab some food from the fridge and then he returned to his bedroom. The few minutes he was out he never looked at Dean, who was in the living room.

Sometime later Gabriel heard someone knocking on the door. "Go away, Dean."

"It's me," Castiel said. "May I come in?" he asked opening the door.

Gabriel was laid on the bed looking up at the ceiling, with an unhappy expression. Castiel entered the room and Sam came in after him.

"May I take Dean some clothes?" Sam asked.

Gabriel didn't answer but Castiel nodded at him, knowing Gabriel didn't mind. While Sam looked for clothes for his brother, Castiel sat on the bed next to Gabriel.

"What happened?" Castiel asked.

"Nothing." Gabriel rolled to the side, turning his back on Castiel.

"Gabriel, please..." Castiel begged.

Sam decided it was best to leave and he took the clothes to Dean, who was still in pyjamas.

"Gabriel, you're more than my brother... you're my confidant. You know that, right?" Castiel said looking at his brother, expecting some reacting. "I thought I was your confidant too..."

Gabriel turned his head around and met his brother's gaze. "Cas..."

"If it was the other way around you'd be here too."

Gabriel sat on the bed. "Of course you are my confident."

"Then tell me," Castiel asked.

Damn those blue puppy eyes, Gabriel couldn't tell him no. He sighed. "It was stupid..." he shook his head. "You'll laugh at me..."

"I won't," Castiel assured him.

"...Dean called me fat," Gabriel said sadly. "Among other things..." But that had been the one that hurt him.

Any other person would probably laugh and find Gabriel's behaviour childish, but not Castiel, because he knew his brother and understood him.

"It wasn't just what he said. It was the way he said it," Gabriel continued.

Castiel kept looking to Gabriel. "See, I told it was stupid." The truth was that even Gabriel thought he was overreacting, but he didn't know why. The only thing he knew was that what Dean said hurt him.

"It's not stupid." Castiel had an idea why Gabriel had been so upset. "Maybe you should talk to Dean..." he suggested.

"No. It's his fault. He's the one who should come talk to me." Gabriel lied down on the bed again.

"Okay." Castiel figured Gabriel would want to be left alone, so he got out.

But it didn't mean he had given up. No, he had other plans; if Gabriel wouldn't talk to Dean, he had to make Dean go talk to his brother. So he went to the living room where Dean was sitting on the couch. "Dean, I've talked to Gabriel..."

"I don't wanna talk," Dean interrupted him.

"Then just listen." Castiel insisted, and as Dean didn't say anything otherwise he sat down next to him. "Look, Gabriel always has been a little chubby... And of course some people called him fat and stuffs like that, but he never really cared. But... when our parents die, and we thought Jimmy had too... he became more sensitive," Castiel explained. "And things hurt more when it comes from someone you love."

"Look... I didn't mean to..." Dean talked about it for the first time.

"Don't say that to me, say that to him." Castiel sounded a bit hard, but it was his brother they were talking about.

Dean sighed. "He doesn't want to talk to me. He probably won't even let me in."

"If you never try, you'll never know..." Castiel tried to encourage Dean and then left him to reflect about it.

A few minutes later Dean went upstairs. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. "Gabriel..." He called to let him know it was him. "Let me in..." he asked in a soft voice, but Gabriel didn't answer. "Please," he tried again.

He heard Gabriel approaching the door. "First you have to say the password."

"What password?" Dean asked confused.

"The one that you need to get in," Gabriel said from the other side of the door.

"Since when there's a password to get in?"

"Since now." Gabriel knew Dean wouldn't know, so this was a fair way to make him go away.

"Gabe, come on... How am I supposed to know?" Dean complained.

"Say it or leave."

Dean sighed. "Fine." When Gabriel didn't hear any sound he wondered what Dean had decided. "Is it... I'm sorry." Dean sounded like he meant it.

So Gabriel decided to open the door. "Not the one I was thinking... but close enough."

Dean got in and closed the door behind him. "I'm sorry what I said... I didn't mean to hurt you." Since Dean was with Gabriel it got easier for him to talk about his feelings. "I was stressed. It just... came out." Dean had an apologetic look on his face, hoping that Gabriel would forgive him.

"I love when you beg to me..." Gabriel showed him a little smirk.

Dean got closer to his boyfriend, smiling. "I didn't think you'd get so upset... Because you are chubby..." Gabriel sent him a quick unpleased look. "And I love you that way." Dean kissed him slightly.

He slid a hand to Gabriel's waist, teasing him. "So am I forgiven?" He met Gabriel's honey eyes.

"Not yet." Gabriel was smirking.

"Does this help?" Dean handed him a chocolate bar.

"You think you can buy my forgiveness with candies?" Gabriel sounded a bit offended.

"Come on, it's your favourite." He knew Gabriel was just playing hard to get. "You know you want it."

"You know... there's something I want more than candies."

"What?" Dean wondered what could possibly be better for Gabriel than candies.

"You." Gabriel kissed him deeply as his hand caressed Dean's cheek.

They fell on the bed, lost between kisses and soft moans, as they touched each other.

They only left the room for lunch and that was when Sam and Castiel saw them again. "Looks like the lovebirds left the nest..." Sam joked.

"Bite me," Dean told him.

"I guess someone else already did that," Castiel said, looking at the marks on Dean's neck.

Before Dean protested again, Gabriel said "Let's eat, I'm starving." He was always starving, but no one joked about it anymore.

"Gabe..." Castiel called as they walked to the kitchen. "Now we're even." Gabriel had helped him and now the debt was clear.

Gabriel smiled and put and arm around his brother's back. "Thanks, Cassie."