Author's Note #1:

Hi guys! Here's the next chapter on schedule! For anyone that was trying to read the story a few minutes ago and is wondering where those chapters went...I had gotten a little ahead of myself and uploaded the wrong chapter! Good thing I decided to read the story and noticed that discrepancy. I apologize for that. Please enjoy! :)

Chapter Three: The spectacle that is.

"Heya there, Samsquatch! How's it going?" came Gabriel's usual greeting to Sam as he entered the classroom in the short time since he started working for his new boss. It was a fairly large room with at least one hundred students all sitting watching their professor as he taught them the material for the day. Sam could pick out the slackers from where he was standing. He remembers what it was like sitting where they are now.

"Um. Mr. Novak, could you maybe not call me "Samsquatch"? You know, in front of the whole class." Said Sam, putting extra emphasis on the last six words of his statement. His boss had no qualms whatsoever about his social behavior but Sam was going to single-handedly fix him if it was the last thing he did.

"Oh, come on, kiddo! I mean, you're so tall! What else am I supposed to call you? Lighten up, man. Anyway, since you're early, why don't you sit your fine ass on my desk-" Gabriel stopped mid-sentence and gained an odd, brightened look on his face as his mind went somewhere no one else would dare follow. Sam was almost afraid to ask.

"Uh…Mr. Novak?" All Sam received was a quick shushing noise for his efforts.

Five more seconds of silence earned Sam the following sentence, "I'm sorry about that."

"About what?"

"I just pictured you on my desk," replied Gabriel with awe.

"Well…that's what you just told me to do…" countered Sam with a confused tone and a quick glance to their equally confused audience.

"No, I mean I pictured you on my desk, naked as the day you were born, beg-"

"Wow, Mr. Novak. Just. Wow. Can you maybe keep things like that to yourself?!" exclaimed Sam as he ran his hand through his hair while trying to resist the urge to pull at it. He really was going to have to do something about all this harassment; he was going nuts.

"No can do, Sammich. OH MY GOD. You don't have a twin do you? 'Cause being in the middle of a Sammich sounds really great right about now. And I've told you to call me by my first name." Gabriel had a penchant for saying the most ridiculous things and follow them up with something normal, the duplicity of his nature was going to take some getting used to because Sam is afraid that there is not stopping the spectacle that is Gabriel.

"…I don't even- You know, you and my brother would either be best friends or worst enemies, you guys are so alike. Do you not even try to consider where you are when you say shit like that?" Sam didn't mean to curse, it was unprofessional but he couldn't help it. This guy was absolutely infuriating. Sam is pretty sure with the height difference he could stomp Gabriel out of existence.

"Oh, Sam. You have such a dirty mouth, can't wait to see you put it to good use," said Gabriel with a delighted shiver. Those honeyed eyes were half lidded and Sam caught Gabriel running his tongue over his top lip and biting his bottom lip for added measure.

Sam is really starting to think that he was going to have a permanent indention on his forehead where his palm kept making violent contact. He's just going to disregard what his boss just said in front of a large hall of students. "I'm going to sit AT your desk. FULLY CLOTHED. And I'm going to grade some damn essays. That sound good to you?" Sam didn't wait for an answer as he made his way towards Gabriel's office and made a point out of making sure everyone could hear the chair being pulled out from underneath the desk. This year was going to be the most difficult of his life.

"This is going to be a great year, kids. Alright! Where were we?"

There was a knock at the office door that caused Sam to look up from grading a particularly perplexing essay. He's pretty sure the kid who wrote it was as high as kite when he put pen to paper. The door knob turned and in came an admittedly attractive guy. In fact, he seemed vaguely familiar even though he is also very sure that he has never before seen this man. Must be one of those deja vu things.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, you must be the new TA my brother has gained this year," said the mystery man in a surprisingly deep voice. Thinking about Gabriel made Sam's face fall from the polite grin he had to one of utter disgust. The man couldn't help but smile at that. "I can tell just from the look on your face that I am correct on my assumption. I must apologize on his behalf for anything he has or will do to you. It is almost as if he doesn't know what boundaries are." The man couldn't stifle his chuckle at the look of relief on Sam's face. "That bad, huh?"

"You know, you'd think I would be used to someone like him by now, my own brother is very similar in character."

The man gained a very sympathetic look before he answered sincerely, "I am very sorry." Sam gave a hearty chuckle to that.

"I'm Sam Winchester by the way…wait! You said brother?"

"Yes?" said the man in a confused voice.

"So YOU must be Castiel! Am I right?"

"Yes, you are indeed correct. How…?"

"Oh! Well uhh…" Sam was really scrambling for an answer. He couldn't mention anything his brother had said, that would just run the poor guy off and technically Gabriel had mentioned Castiel's name once or twice in passing. That'll have to do. "Well, your brother has mentioned your name to me a few times. I must say, you two look absolutely nothing alike. He's got those honey eyes, and the light brown hair and you've got the dark hair and blue eye thing going on."

"Oh yes, we do get that a lot. My siblings and I were all adopted when we were very young. Our parents couldn't have children of their own."

"Well that explains everything down to the difference in personality. And height," added Sam. Gabriel, probably having sensed that he was being talked about walked into the office while the other two were sharing a secret chuckle.

"Hey, Sammy! How's the grading going? Hey, Cassie! What are you doing here?" said Gabriel through a mouthful of lollipop. Seriously, the guy was going to die from the amount of sugar that he is constantly consuming.

"Well, the grading is going good but Castiel here walked in looking for you. Although, we never got 'round to what he wanted you for. We were just introducing ourselves to each other; getting acquainted. You know, like civilized people?" said Sam very pointedly. Gabriel stopped mid lick to give his brother a glare.

"Cassie. You're not thinking of taking my TA for yourself are you?" he asked in an accusatory voice.

"Gabriel," started Castiel with a sigh before Sam could say anything, "You know that I have my own TA and I have no need for a law major in my history department, no offense, Sam. You look like a very intelligent individual nonetheless. I simply came here to ask you what it is that you wanted to do this weekend. You were stating the other day that you were itching to go out."

"Oh, yes! Well…I've changed my mind actually. I don't want to go out for the weekend anymore."

"Can I ask why the abrupt change in mind?" Castiel inquired with a quizzical look.

"Well," started Gabriel. He paused to resume his borderline inappropriate approach to his candy, "I just found a reason to stay home," he finished simply while keeping firm eye contact with a bewildered Sam. "Anyway, you're still more than welcome to go out on your own, you know. There's absolutely nothing wrong with dating," continued Gabriel in a pointed tone. As Gabriel finished his statement, Castiel's face grew dark and he abruptly left while slamming the door shut. Gabriel didn't even flinch. He felt sorry for the poor kid.

"Can I ask what's wrong with him?" asked Sam as he eyed the door with a concerned look.

After some thought from Gabriel, he answered with, "Well, you could say he has a stick so far up his ass that he doesn't have enough room in there for another more pleasurable stick, if you catch my drift. My brother hasn't dated in FOREVER. I mean, I understand why I just don't understand why SO LONG."

"Would it be too forward of me to ask what happened?" If he was going to be a wingman, he needed to make sure he got enough info on the guy his brother was intending to woo. There was no point in wasting time on someone that wasn't interested in anyone.

"No, it would not, Samoose, but it would be too forward of me to answer."

"Oh ok…just thought I would ask because I kind of have a dilemma." This seemed like the only opportunity that Sam would have to bring up his brother's infatuation.

"And what would that be, Sam?" asked Gabriel in a stern voice while eyeing him coldly which sent a nervous shiver down Sam's spine.

"Look, I'm not the one that's interested in your brother, as attractive as he is. But I do know someone that is," said Sam tentatively. Gabriel gained a very mischievous look at this and lapped more excitedly at the quickly disappearing confection.

"Oh DO tell, Sammy."

"Well…how do I even start this? Ummm well when I came to visit the campus back in January, I brought my big brother with me and he accidentally got lost and somehow ended up in your brother's class and he hasn't forgotten about him since. In fact, I don't think he's even been out drinking since," continued Sam in a surprised voice, "My brother is usually….a man-whore for lack of a better word and all he did was see your brother for twenty minutes and he has since refrained from the company of anonymous hook ups. The even weirder thing is, he didn't even try to talk to him! Which may not seem odd to anyone else but all my brother has ever done is turn on the old Winchester Charm to get ass whenever he wants. I'm kinda curious to see where this might go, you know? I never thought my brother was interested in settling for one person."

Gabriel was silent for a moment with a very pensive look on his face before he answered, "You know, Sam, if your brother is half as good looking as you, then he is certainly up to par with my expectations for my brother looks-wise. And if what you say is true, then your brother is definitely interested…we need to do something about this, don't you think?"

"I want to say yes but I also don't wish my brother on anyone," chuckled Sam. "He's a handful."

"That's alright, Sammy, we can find a way to make this work. My brother has dated worse, I'm sure." The two began plotting their first move.

"Hey, Dean?" asked Sam as he walked through the door of their apartment.

"Yeah Sam?" came the muffled answer from somewhere in the bathroom. Dean must still be fixing some of the shady patch ups the maintenance people did on the place.

"So you know how I'm the best little brother ever, right?" asked Sam in a suspicious tone.

"What the hell trouble did you get into, Sam, don't start doing stupid shit now, I thought we skipped that with you. We don't need to backtrack," said Dean as he hurriedly came into the living room from the bathroom with a worried look on his face.

"Whoa, whoa. Calm the hell down, mom, I didn't do anything bad but I also can't tell you what I did. Yet."

"Whatever," muttered Dean as he retreated back to his work while Sam gave him a goofy grin.

Author's Note #2:

This one is my longest chapter yet! I couldn't help it, though! Gabriel is such a pleasure to write because he just about writes himself XD He was one of my favorite characters in the show and I really miss him T^T But yeah...I think that Sabriel MAY happen since I think it's kind of cute when people go from hating someone to realizing that they were actually feeling the opposite emotion. Anyway, R&R and tell me what you think! :)