I'm Broken:
Sick day:
Dean had told Gabriel that Sam was ill. Gabriel acted like he was happy but he was a little worried. When Castiel was ill Gabriel would have to look after him, sure Mary was there to look after Sam but Gabriel was still worried and he didn't know why.
"Hi Sammy" Gabriel smirked as he poked his head round Sam's bedroom door.
"I feel bad enough already. Go away" Sam coughed.
"I was only asking if you were ok, I was" Gabriel entered and sat on the chair by Sam's bed.
"Where's mum?"
"She went shopping with your dad. Dean's down stairs with Cassie" Gabriel explained.
"You said you *cough* you said, *cough, cough* hated me, you did" Sam grinned and coughed again. His coughs were dry and wracking obviously they were painful.
"I do" Gabriel snapped quickly.
Sam chuckled a little, "I'm *cough, cough* I'm fine."
"If you need me shout, or whisper since you have a sore throat" Gabriel got up to leave.
*Cough* "I don't want to be alone, I don't. Please, stay. We can talk" Sam had forgotten about his hate for Gabriel, selfish as it might be he didn't want to be left alone right now.
Gabriel didn't even think about, he was sitting back in the chair in a matter of seconds.
"So, do you have any new friends at your school?" Cas asked as he looked down at Dean.
Dean looked up at the boy who lay on his chest,
"No. The other kids don't like me very much. I told them about you and me and they just went all nasty on me."
"How long will Gabe be in there?" Castiel asked his eyes flicking to the stair case.
"He seemed worried" Dean told him.
"He did? They hate each other. Do you think he likes Sam?"
"I think Sam likes him, he does, I think"
"I think he likes Sam. Bugs bunny!" Castiel shouted.
"Did you want to watch it?"
"Yeah"
"Ok. I'll put it on" Dean pressed the ok button on the remote.
"I miss you" Castiel sighed.
"I miss you too" Dean smiled strockng Castiel's hair.
"How are your *cough* brothers and your sister "cough, cough* and your dad?" Sam asked Gabriel.
"I don't want to talk about it" Gabriel almost shouted but remember Sam was ill and didn't need to be shouted at.
"Why?"
"I just don't."
"What did you do to your arm?" Sam asked noticing the cast.
"I feel off the swing. I stood up on it and my dad was pushing the swing and I fell off. It's not funny!" Gabriel threw the sick boy a scowl as he smiled.
"Dean said you guys got a detention on your first day"
"Yeah, we did. We was talking about him and Cas. I said if he hurts Cas I'd have to beat him up" Gabriel shrugged like it was nothing.
"Dean wouldn't hurt Cas. He won't" Sam shock his head and coughed a few more times.
"Did you see a doctor?"
"No. Mum said it's just a cold. I'll be fine" Sam coughed again as he tried to sit up.
"Lay down. Sitting up is only good if you're going to be sick - oh, you, you are gonna be sick? Eww" Gabriel held the bucket out in front of Sam and rubbed his back as he pucked into the bucket. "I'm gonna get water." Gabriel placed the bucket on the floor and almost ran down the stairs to get Sam some water before running upstairs. Almost spilling the cup of water on his way.
He handed the plastic cup to Sam and lifted it to his lips.
"Stop, Sam stop!" Gabriel placed the water onto the bedside table, "drink to fast and you'll be sick again."
"We're back" John shouted opening the door, then gave an apologetic smile to Dean when he noticed Castiel was asleep on top of him.
"Mum" Dean whispered, "can you check on Sammy, Cas is asleep."
"Sure, I though Gabriel was in there with him" Mary said placing the bag in the kitchen and marching up the stairs.
"Is he still alive?" she joked poking her head around the door.
"Hi mum" Sam coughed when he looked up.
"He is" Mary smiled at Gabriel when she noticed he was caring for him, lifting the water to his mouth. "I see you're in good hands. Play nicely!".
"He won't be playing. He has to get better. Sick people aren't allowed to play, they aren't" Gabriel put the cup down, rubbing Sam's back as he puked again. "When you can keep food down, you can play."
"His fine, Gabriel's treating him like that's his kid or something" Mary smiled at them walking back in.
"That's how he is with Cas. When Cas is sick" Dean adjusted to Castiel's movements.
"Doesn't their dad look after him?"
"There is 8 of them Mary" John reminded him.
"That's no excuse" Mary shock her head.
"They don't talk about it" Dean smiled as Cas tightened his grip. Suddenly, he awoke, shaking.
"What's the matter?" Dean asked as Castiel sat up.
"Nightmare" Castiel whispered, shaking inside Dean's arms.
"What was it about?"
No answer.
"What was it about, Cas?"