"Shit, shit, shit!" Gabe collapsed on the motel bed, his face buried in the pillow. It had been a day since Sam was taken away by that foster prick. The only thing saving him from complete insanity was the fact that Sam had his cell phone.

He was at Castiel's house, thank god there aren't a lot of 'Castiel Novaks' in the phonebook, at 4 o' clock in the morning. He pounded on the door for ten minutes before a half awake Cas opened it. The poor guy had got off work an hour ago. He was about to drag the Robocop to Walter's house and rescue Sam by any means necessary, but Castiel reminded him about the cell.

Flashback

"Please Gabriel, don't do anything stupid." Sam whispered, trying not to wake up his 'guardian', into the device.

"Stupid would be leaving you there!" Gabe snapped.

"I am okay, he didn't do anything." He argued.

"Yet. He hasn't done anything yet and I am damn sure not going to give him the opportunity Sam!" Gabriel paced in Castiel's living room as the blue eyed officer tried to stay awake.

"Gabby, please, trust me. I know what I am doing. It is just until the meeting on Monday, then I will be back." He pleaded in a hushed tone.

"…Do you know how I would feel if something happened to you?" Gabe clenched Cas' phone tightly "I would never forgive myself."

"Nothing will happen, I will stay out of his way."

"And, oh dear god, your brother would have my skin ripped off." Gabe groaned "I promised him I would take care of you."

"I know you trust Dean more than me, but I do know what I am doing." Sam sounded angry, or jealous "And Dean will understand, he knows how this works."

"That isn't it at all Sammy…" Gabe defended "I just…" He sighed not sure what he could say to make the teen understand.

"Please." Sam sounded desperate "I can't risk losing my brother…" after a moment he added "And I'd like to get to know you again..."

"Sam…"

"You two are the only pieces of my past that I have left…Please don't make me give that up…" He sighed loudly. "I am tired of everyone leaving or…dying, and I am scared that it is going to happen for the rest of his life, so just let me try."

After a moment of silence, Gabe let out a frustrated noise "When is the meeting?"

"Monday at 12:30" Sam said hopeful.

"…I will be outside that house by 12:45, so come out as soon as it is over, and you better keep that phone glued to your hip." He reluctantly agreed.

He could feel Sam's smile "Deal."

End flashback

Now here he was, watching the clock and popping tootsie rolls in his mouth. It was only 10 in the morning. He debated calling Sam, but decided not to. He wasn't sure how much battery power his phone had left. It was not a Nokia, but it could keep a charge for a while if it wasn't used frequently.

"Move. Faster." Gabriel urged the clock on the nightstand.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Who the hell?" Gabe looked at the door. His heart jumped, maybe Sam had somehow finished early? He crawled off the bed, and quickly walked to the door swinging it open "Sam!?"

His face paled as he recognized the man in front of him. It was not Sam.

"Replacing me already?" Lucifer's voice was smooth and inviting as always "I am hurt." He wore a dark Armani dress shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a pair of black slacks with matching dress shoes. He stepped into Gabriel's personal space when he didn't get a reply right away "Speechless I see, just the reaction I like." He leaned in capturing the shorter man's lips with his.

'Well. Fuck.' That was Gabriel's last thought, as the motel door clicked shut.

Sam was in his 'room', which was a glorified closet, staring at the floor. The bastard locked him in here last night, for 'mouthing off', and hasn't let him out once. Not even to go to the damn bathroom.

On a slightly bright side, Sam could grab some clothes he left here, he had already changed into his grey T-shirt but kept the jeans on Gabe bought him. He sighed falling back on his bed, that was nearly too small. He wondered how Gabriel was, he was pretty upset about this situation. He didn't have a choice though, he couldn't chance being forced to leave, not without a fight.

He could feel Gabby's phone vibrate beside him, he kept it on silent so Walter wouldn't take it away. He flipped it open and answered, expecting to hear Gabriel.

"Hey."

"Sammy?" Dean's worried voice came through.

Sam sat up with a smile "Dean!"

"Hey, are you okay? That prick hasn't hurt you?"

"Nah, just the usual 'stay in your room until I need you' bit." Sam left out that he was locked in, no need to cause Dean any trouble over something he can do nothing about. "How are you?"

"I am alright, just wanted to make sure you were okay. Gabriel was pretty shaken when he told me what happened…" Dean chuckled "I think he thought I was going to legit kill him."

"Can you blame him?" Sam smiled into the cell-phone "You aren't exactly known for your excellent anger control."

"Yeah, yeah I guess not."

"Hey Sam?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you do me a favor?"

"Anything." Sam said happily.

"Gabriel got a lawyer to appeal my sentence."

"That is great!"

"Yeah, well…" Dean sighed "It is his ex-fiancé…The bastard cheated on him."

"What…" Sam was shocked and a little upset that Dean knew this, but he didn't "And he wants him to help us?"

"Apparently he is the best at what he does…"

"Still…"

"I know, I tried to tell him no but that didn't get me anywhere…"

"What do you want me to do?" Sam was really curious.

"You know how I make you act like a pain in the ass, so we can get better seats at the movies or to get people to just leave?" Dean hinted and Sam smiled so wide his face hurt.

"Yeeeah."

"I don't want you to scare the guy off, we do need him, just…make his life a little hard?"

"I think I can handle that…" Sam had no problem being a nuisance to someone like that.

"That's my boy." Dean chuckled "I can hear the plans you're making up in that bobble head of yours."

"You have no room to talk about big heads…"

The boys talked until Sam heard footsteps coming down the hallway. "Shit." He whispered "I have to go Dean, he is coming."

"Alright, I love you."

"Love you too."

He quickly hung the phone up and slipped it in his back pocket as he stood up. The door swung opened. "Get your fairy ass to the living room, she should be here soon." He didn't know exactly how the man found out he was gay, but he started calling him every degrading name in the book since.

He walked into the hallway, ignoring the older man. He just wanted to get his over with so he could get out of here.

Dean frowned as he sat the phone down. He hated leaving Sam alone to deal with Walter.

"So the newbie finally let go of his guard's dick to come play with the other boys." Laughter filled the room while Dean turned to face the other four prisoners. His eyes locked with a familiar, unwanted face.

"Listen dude, I don't know why you are crushing on me so bad but you are just not my type…" Dean flung back as he pushed through the group. The teenager just wanted to get back to his cell before the guy tried to shove his cock in his face again.

"Can you let me out?" Dean called to the guard on the other side of the bars. It was a decent size room he was in and one wall was lined with phones. He didn't know which one did it, but he felt something blunt hit his back sending him crashing into the bars. He tried to keep himself up by holding on to the metal in front of him, but another inmate grabbed the back of his uniform and threw him to the floor.

"You're gonna learn not to speak until told, one way or another, boy." Dean cried out when Woods crushed his hand with his foot, pressing it into the concrete underneath. He looked over to the door and saw the guards wrestling two other men in orange, who were holding the door closed.

The first kick was in his stomach, it knocked the air right out of him. The second one hit a rib, and he was pretty sure the third one broke it. The forth kick landed on the side of his head, he started to lose count after that. The pain was quickly being replaced with a numbness, as Dean's vision started to fade away.

Prison really sucked.

Gabriel hid his face in his hands. He was completely naked, sitting on an unmade motel bed. Lucifer glanced at him as he was getting dressed.

"Come on now angel, it isn't that bad." He laughed when Gabriel threw a pillow at him.

"Fuck you Luke." He stood up to grab his clothes.

"Again?" A smile slowly grew on Lucifer's face while he pulled his shirt on, leaving it unbuttoned. "Gladly." He grabbed Gabriel by his hips, pulling the undressed man close to his body.

His hands were slapped away.

"I am serious!" Gabriel shouted while putting his boxers on, then his jeans "That." He pointed to the bed "Whatever that was, never should have happened."

"But it did." Lucifer's voice was smug and Gabe wanted to punch him.

"As far as I am concerned, no it didn't!" He pulled his green polo over his head.

"Baby-"

"No, this isn't one of your cases that you can just argue your way out of Luke." Gabriel stated while walking toward the bathroom. His body ached because of his activities with the other man, and for once, he hated it.

"It was just one mistake baby…" Lucifer argued anyway "Can't you forgive me?"

Gabe shook his head and looked the other man in the eyes, eyes he loved so much at one point. "We both know it wasn't just once."

When Lucifer only stared back, Gabriel smiled even though he felt like crying. "Well, at least you didn't deny it…then I'd really have to kick your ass." He shut the bathroom door before Lucifer could say another word. He leaned against the door and covered his face once more. This was going to be harder than he thought.

"What the hell was I thinking?" He laughed but it held no amusement. Lucifer was in his sight for ten seconds and he ended up having sex with him. How was he supposed to do this? He thought of the look on Sam's face when he was telling him about his brother being in Prison. He thought of Dean when he was talking to Sam, and the way he tried to cover up his tears.

He placed his hands together and squeezed, he would do this because he had to do this.

"Gabriel?" Lucifer's voice came through the door. When he didn't answer, he heard a loud sigh. "I didn't come all the way here to talk to a door. Are you going to come out, or should I just leave?"

He rolled his eyes and turned, pulling the door open. Lucifer stared at him and he stared back for a moment before pushing past him to go sit on the, not destroyed by sex, bed.

"…I didn't want you to come down here for us. I need your help." He hated this, he really did.

"I know, your bitchy friend filled me in." Luke frowned "After she told me what a piece of trash I am, in three different languages."

Gabe couldn't stop the grin forming on his face "I'd have paid good money to see that. Where is she anyway?"

"She has classes' babe, like you are supposed to have…"

"Don't lecture me right now." Gabriel knew that tone of voice. "I already called the university and took a leave of absence this morning."

"Why? For people you haven't seen in years?" Lucifer laughed. "What do you owe this 'Jean' and 'Sal'?"

"Dean and Sam." Gabriel corrected.

"Whatever…why are you risking your future on two nobodies from this hick-"

"Stop! Just…stop." Gabriel barked, glaring up at the older man. "Those 'Nobodies' are my family and this hick town is my home."

"It is your past!" Lucifer loomed over him. "Your future is two hours from here, being put on hold for some people you used to know."

Gabriel looked at the ground "Yes. People I knew for basically the first 16 years of my life. I am not asking for you to understand Luke…" He stood up and looked at his ex. "I am asking for your help…"

"I don't do charity cases, you know that." Lucifer was close as he spoke, lips almost touching Gabe's skin. "What is in it for me?"

The shorter man closed his eyes, Luke really was an asshole. "If…If you do this, I will forgive you."

Lucifer scoffed "What makes you think-"

"It is the reason you came here in the first place." Gabriel stated, pushing Luke back a step. "Somewhere inside you, there is this twisted need to be forgiven but you are too full of pride to admit it."

Lucifer stood there and smiled, but it was tight not relaxed like the others. "…Let's say that is true. It will take time to do this. I can't imagine you can afford this motel much longer?" He looked around the room. "I'd say that temp money of yours is running low, what are you going to do about that?"

He was right, today was the last day he could afford this room. His money was almost gone, just enough left for gas and a bit of food. "What are you getting a Luke?"

"I'll pay for a hotel and you can stay there with me." He smiled again, smugness intact. "And in return, you go out with me again."

"Luke…" Gabriel warned.

"What other option do you have?" Luke asked, pulling Gabe to him. "Just…give us another shot…I do still love you."

Gabriel leaned into him for a moment, before pushing him back again. "I love you too…" He backed up towards the entrance. "But sometimes that isn't enough…I can't be hurt like that again."

"Gabriel- Who the fuck are you!?" Seeing Lucifer jump back as he turned towards him, and the look on his face, broke Gabriel out of the seriousness and he laughed until he bumped into something warm.

"He can stay with me." Castiel's voice was completely unexpected. Gabe spun around. The motel door was wide open and the blue eyed officer stood there calmly.

"Lucifer, this is Castiel, the robocop ninja." Gabe joked, actually happy to see the man. "How long have you been there?"

"I came in at this man's bribe for you." He nodded his head towards Luke with a distasteful look on his face. "You are welcomed to stay with me, Sam as well."

"You can't stay with a-" Lucifer started to object, but Gabe cut him off.

"Holy fucking shit! What time is it?" Gabriel spun to the clock on the nightstand that read 1:30.

"Oh fuck me! I have to go!"

Sam walked down the street slowly, watching his feet. He waited for Gabe's old, blue ford for nearly 30 minutes but when it didn't show he decided to walk. He shifted the duffle bag on his shoulder, it was getting heavy. Standing in front of that house made him nervous, and he could tell it was going to start raining soon. His heart was beating fast and he felt knots in his stomach. Gabe should have been here, he said he would be. A voice in Sam's head scolded him for still believing the older boy.

You're nothing to him, he probably changed his mind and went home.

He shook the thought, and tried to quiet the voice. "Maybe he got stuck in traffic?" Sam mumbled to himself but still couldn't stop the anxiety that was rising, making it hard to think or breathe. What if he was in a wreck? What if he is on the side of some road, dead?

It wasn't that bad, he knew how to get to the motel from Walter's house. He knew how to get anywhere in this town now, after the last couple months. This wasn't the greatest neighborhood to walk in, but it was no big deal but not knowing where Gabriel was…

"Hey kid, you need a ride?" He jumped and looked at the man in the small, dark car.

"Uh, No thanks…" Sam smiled and continued walking.

"Aw come on, you're Dean's little brother right?" Sam stopped to look at the man again. He was wearing a dark shirt and had black hair, with a balding spot on top. He had a nice smile.

"You know my brother?" He felt a raindrop hit his cheek.

"Oh, yeah I know him alright. I am Jack. We were friends and I am sure he wouldn't want me to leave you to walk in the rain." The man grinned, as he put the car in park and stepped out. "So, come on, get in." He ran his hand down Sam's arm, gripping his wrist gently and tugged him to the passenger side. "I heard he was in prison, you must be lonely?"

"Not- Not really." Sam answered as the passenger door was opened for him. The rain was coming down faster.

"If you need a job, I have a few things you can do for me…Are you hungry?" Sam looked at the man, he was motioning for him to get in the car. Well, he was kind of hungry and it was raining…and Gabriel still wasn't here…He stepped closer to the opened door, lifting his leg to sit in the seat, when he heard someone yell his name.

"Sam!" Gabriel came running down the street, he had gotten out of a black mustang GT, which was still moving slightly. "Get the hell away from him." He spat at Jack who put his hands up.

"Easy there, I was just gonna show the kid a nice time." Jack said, but Gabriel must have not liked the way he said it or the creepy look on his face because he shoved the guy onto the ground.

"Fuck off, you sick bastard." He growled, grabbing Sam by the arm and pulling him away. The rain was really coming down now. The guy only frowned and got back in his car, speeding off.

"Ow, that hurts Gabriel." Sam complained at how tight he was squeezing his arm. He stopped before he reached the Mustang, they stood in the middle of the street as he turned to face the younger boy. "Would you please stop climbing into cars with low lives?!" Gabe sounded really mad and his hair was drenched, Sam could only imagine what his looked like. "It really isn't good for my blood pressure!"

He pulled his arm out of the other man's grasp. "He said he knew Dean." Sam argued, his anger rising. "And you sure as hell seemed to forget about me…What was I supposed to do, walk in the rain?"

"Yeah, and what kind of fucking people did your brother know!?" He was angry, but he also looked scared? Sam was confused. "He knows bad people Sam, really bad people." He seemed to break down a little, as he put a hand over his mouth and the other on Sam's chest. He gripped his soaked shirt and removed his hand from his mouth after a few moments. "These people aren't like the people your brother grew up with Sammy, so don't ever go with someone just because that person knows your brother…okay? Can you promise me that?" Sam's anger disappeared when he looked into Gabe's eyes. He was really scared, why? All the taller boy could do was nod, then Gabriel looped his arms around his neck pulling him into a tight hug. "I am sorry I am late, I won't let it happen again, okay?" He whispered into his ear. He didn't respond, but pulled the man closer.

"Are you okay Gabe?" He felt like Gabriel was hugging someone who almost died.

"Yeah, I am now." Gabe nodded into his neck. God, Sam had no idea what that man wanted. He was this close to a dangerous situation that Gabe wouldn't be there to save him from.

"You two want to get out of the fucking rain!" Sam looked over to the Mustang. A man with dirty blonde hair was standing by the open driver door. He quickly ducked back inside the car.

"Who is that?" Sam asked.

Gabriel released him and frowned "The reason I am late, and your brother's lawyer."

Sam looked back to the Mustang and grinned. "Oh, Dean mentioned him…"

"Yeah, well, get ready for the real thing." Gabe grumbled, walking back to the car.

"I think I am pretty ready." Sam pulled his duffle bag securely on his shoulder and followed Gabriel.

"He did it on purpose!" Luke hissed as they walked into Castiel's house. Gabriel had gotten the key from the officer when they were at the hotel, he was coming to offer his house before going to work, not just because he eased dropped on their conversation. Castiel was apparently, very trusting and very sweet.

"Oh please Luke, he said he was sorry so let it go." Gabe scolded with amusement. Sam had chosen to ride to Cas' house with Lucifer for some reason, while Gabriel took his truck from the motel. When the three got out at the house, Lucifer was fuming. Apparently Sam had managed to spill his opened soda all over Luke's pants and floor board.

"I am real sorry man, it just…slipped." Sam grinned at him when he said the last word, not looking sorry at all. Lucifer glared at him, knowing that the little brat was faking. "Why are we here anyway?" Sam cut off any protest about to come from the lawyer.

"Castiel said he would let us stay for a while." Gabriel answered, sitting his bag on the floor by the couch. The house wasn't that big, but it was definitely not small. It was a two bedroom, which both were in the back of the house. The living room was the first room you walked into from the front door, followed by a connected kitchen on the left and a hallway that had a bathroom, which Lucifer disappeared into, on the right and then the two bedrooms. It wasn't really decorated or lived in. It was like Cas didn't spend much time here. "He doesn't have a TV…" Sam noticed.

"Yeah, he doesn't strike me as the TV type."

"When do I get to meet him?"

"I guess when he gets off work." Gabe replied.

"Oh…What are we supposed to do until then?" Sam looked at Gabe, who stared back and shrugged.

"I would go with changing clothes first…"

Sam looked down at himself and smiled "Oh, right." His hair was still dripping and his clothes clung to his body. Gabriel wasn't in a much better state.

"You two look like drowned rodents…" Lucifer emerged from the hall way in a new set of expensive, dark clothing. "Especially you Sully."

Sam just rolled his eyes, the guy had said his name wrong six times already. Gabriel shook his head and gave an apologetic look to the teen.

"You're right Lucy, I should change." Sam smiled wide. He heaved his duffle bag over his shoulder, crashing it directly into Luke's face then turned around and let his mouth drop slightly at the sight of the other man holding his nose. "Oh man! I am so sorry! I didn't even see you there, are you okay?" He reached for Luke who backed away from him with a scowl.

"…Don't worry about it." He said with a glare at Gabriel for laughing.

"Come on Sam, let's go change in your temporary room." Gabriel suggested, walking down the hall. "As soon as I figure out which one that is…"

Sam turned to follow him, but Lucifer stopped him with a hand on his chest. "Listen here, you little shit. I am here to get your brother out last I checked, so lay off the pranks!" He whispered harshly.

"I have no idea what you are talking about?" Sam smiled when Luke's eyes flashed with frustration. "Dude, can you let me go? I need to change."

"…Fine, play your games. " Lucifer pulled him closer "But just know, Gabriel will be leaving with me when this is over, so don't get too attached." He slightly pushed the boy away.

"Sam, I found it!" He heard Gabe yell, but he took a moment to follow the voice. He was trying to get his fears and anger under control. Was Gabe planning on leaving with him?

Gabriel looked at the bed, it was a twin but large enough for Sam so it was okay. He turned around when he heard the door close behind him. "Did you get lost?" Gabe joked, but frowned when he saw the look on Sam's face. "What's wrong?"

"Are you…Are you back with that jerk?" He asked, trying to keep his anger at bay.

"What did he tell you?" Gabriel swallowed.

"Really?" Sam took the dismissal of his question as the answer. "He is an asshole, and cheated on you!" Sam's yelled and Gabe shook his head.

"Of course I am not with him!"

Sam relaxed a little.

"…I just slept with him."

"What!?"

Gabriel covered his face, he shouldn't have admitted that. "I thought that is what he told you…"

"Well great! I am glad you can go around sleeping with heartless bastards." Sam threw his shirt off, the necklace swinging and he bent down and opened his bag to get another.

"Sam, I didn't mean to it-"

"Oh please say 'it just sort of happened'" The taller boy laughed angrily, for some reason this really got under his skin. He didn't like it at all. Gabriel shouldn't be with someone like that…He deserved someone different.

"Well, it did!" Gabriel started to change as well "But it won't happen again…"

Sam scoffed "Right…"

"It won't." Gabriel stated firmly.

"Is that why you were late?" Sam pulled out a plain white tank top and slipped it on, before buttoning his pants. When Gabe didn't respond, Sam laughed bitterly and turned away to change his underwear and slip on his grey sweat pants. "That's great…"

"Sam, I am sorry…I really didn't…" Gabby sat on the bed in his boxers, not caring if the bed was getting wet. "I didn't know he was going to show up today, it caught me off guard…I just…I'm sorry." The man stared at the floor in shame.

Sam looked at him and eventually sighed, rubbing the back of his head. "I don't get it Gabe…He cheated on you."

"You're right, I shouldn't have…I should have punched his fucking lights out, but it isn't…" He stood to grab his tan capris. After he pulled them up he looked at Sam "It isn't always so easy to forget about someone that used to mean the world to you…even when you know you have to. Do you understand?"

"…I guess." He understood that relationships were complicated, but he guessed it went farther than he thought. "I still don't like it."

"Don't worry, I am not planning on doing that again. If I do, would you do the honor of beating the sense back into me?" Gabe touched Sam's smiling face, which needed another shave, and made the boy look at him "And I can't even tell you how sorry I am for leaving you at that place." Sammy tried to shrug it off, but he knew his face was giving him away.

"I…I got scared." He admitted. "The last time someone didn't show up to get me, I found out they were dead…"

Gabe's eyes grew wide. "Your parents…?" Sam nodded against his hand. "They were supposed to pick me up from school, and we were going to go to Dean's baseball game…but…" He shook his head, pulling away from Gabriel. "I waited for an hour, all the other kids were gone…thirty minutes later I started walking." He took a breath, he had lived that moment so many times, but it still made his heart beat wildly. "It took me three hours to get home because I couldn't figure out the bus system. When I got there…Dean was in the front yard with a bunch of police officers. He looked ill until he saw me, I've never seen that look on his face and I don't think he's ever hugged me that tight in my life."

"That is when you guys found out about the accident?" Gabriel asked softly, reaching to rub Sam's back.

"Yeah, he thought I was in the car with them since no one could find me. He thought…"

"That you died too." Gabriel leaned against the taller boy "I feel like if I say sorry anymore, you'll punch me." Gabriel smiled softly, backing away from him. He only got a shrug.

"Sam…I have something for you." He wanted to cheer him up and went to his bag to pull out some papers. "It isn't finished yet, and it may take a while but…" He held the papers out to Sam. "I figured it would be a pretty decent, 'Make-up' birthday present."

Sam stared down at the paper, and looked back up confused. "These are foster parent applications?"

Gabe smiled "Well, I thought about adopting but you'd be an adult by the time all that went through…"

Sam looked down at the paper, and then back to Gabriel. He looked cautiously hopeful. "You're going to become a foster parent…for me?"

"I am gonna try. I have to find a house first. Actually a job…then I have to transfer schools and I-" He was cut off by Sam picking him up in a tight hug.

"Thank you…" He whispered into shoulder.

"…You're welcome" He only hugged back for a moment, then let out a soft laugh, realizing he had yet to put a shirt on "Now will you put me down, you giraffe…"

Sam smiled while gently placing the man on the ground. "I didn't even realize…you are pretty short…" Sam laughed and dodged a punch in the shoulder.

"How did your meeting go?" Gabriel glared, playfully, while switching the subject and pulling a dark red T-shirt on.

"Oh…right." Sam started to shuffle his feet, which Gabe figured out he only did when he was nervous.

"What happened?"

"I…" Sam tucked his hands in his pockets "I am quitting school."

"…What, why?" Gabe gave him his full attention.

"I've missed too many days…It would get Walter in trouble if I didn't say I was dropping out to get my G.E.D."

"Sam, you can't quit school! Are you even old enough?"

Sam shrugged, apparently it is a teenage thing. "As long as I promised to get my G.E.D., it was fine…and I will, so let's not worry about it right now. Please?"

There was a knock on the door.

"Did you two fall asleep?" Lucifer pushed the door open, leaning against the frame. "It is very rude to leave your savior alone, in a stranger's house."

"I figured you'd find something to screw by now." Gabe shot back and Sam smiled.

"Funny. Can we please get some food?" Luke was not amused "I haven't eaten since breakfast, and with our 'activities' this morning, I am starved."

Sam crossed his arms as he watched Luke turn and saunter back down the hall. "I don't like him…"

"There is a club, you should join it." Gabriel was trying to hide the blush on his face at Lucifer's indiscretion. "I am the president, I can get you a great seat."

"Do you have T-shirts?" Sam followed Gabe out of the room.

"Yep, and matching hats too."

Castiel walked down to Dean's cell, after finishing some paperwork. He was surprised to find it empty. He clicked his radio on.

"Where is prisoner 435?" He asked.

"Prisoner is in the medical ward."

Castiel's felt a pain shoot from his gut to his heart. "Why?" He asked, already walking to the ward.

"Prisoner was attacked by four other inmates while using the phone."

Castiel frowned, walking faster.

When he got to the ward he was lead to a section of curtain that was closed. He stepped inside and visibly winced. Dean was lying on his back, he had a swollen lip and two black eyes. There was stitches on the top of his scalp and bandages around his chest and hand. He had bruises everywhere.

"Cassie! Great to see you." Dean reached for him.

Something was wrong. Dean was smiling and ignoring wounds that should make him feel…Castiel's frown deepened.

"You were given drugs."

"Dilaudid." Dean confirmed with a nod of his head. "I should get my ass kicked more often." He laughed. Castiel only stood there.

"Oh, come on darlin', don't look at me like that." Dean lost some of his high from the disapproving look the older man was giving him. "What did you want me to do, sit here in pain?"

Still no response.

"This shit hurts, Cas…" Dean tried again.

Not even a blink.

"Okay, so maybe I didn't need this much but it isn't like I am going to ask for more…"

"No, but you won't turn it away either." Castiel finally spoke, turning to leave.

"Wait, Castiel, where are you going?" Dean reached for him again.

"I am going to tell the nurses to down your doses, then I am going to do my job. Good night Dean."

"No, Cas…Castiel wait…I'm sorry…Cas'!" Dean shouted for the officer's retreating form but when he got no response he punched the bed. "Fine! Fucking go! I don't need you around anyway, you can't even get a fucking joke you stupid fuck!" Guards came to his side to silence him. "I don't need you!" He shouted once more before the nurses came in, threatening to sedate him if he didn't stop.

He didn't respond to them, but he stopped yelling so eventually each one disappeared leaving him alone in the curtained off 'room'.

"I don't fucking need you…" He sobbed quietly.

"Is he alright!?" Gabriel jumped up from the couch when Castiel called him later that night. Sam stood as well, worry clear on his face.

"He is fine, nothing that will not heal." Cas informed. "He was given dilaudid…He seemed to be enjoying himself."

Gabriel covered his face, relief replaced with anger. "I bet he was…"

"What is going on? Is it Dean, is he okay?" Sam whispered.

Gabriel nodded, rubbing the younger boy's side unconsciously, before resting his hand on his hip. It didn't go unnoticed by Lucifer though.

"How long will he be in the infirmary?"

Sam's worried expression returned at the mention of an infirmary. Gabriel just pulled him closer, and Sam didn't pull away. Luke watched the two closely, their card game ignored for the time being.

"Just for tonight, he will be put back in his cell after that." Castiel played with a pen on his desk "He was not very happy with me when I told him I was going to cut his dosage down…"

"Well, boo fucking who…" Gabe bit out "You did the right thing Cas, he will thank you later or I will give him an earful when I come visit."

"…I have to get back to work."

"Alright, and thanks again Cas for letting us stay here."

"Of course."

Gabe hung his cell up and handed it back to Sam, he also made sure he had the charger with him too.

"Your brother is an idiot."

"What did he do?"

He told Sam what happened and the boy sat on the couch, shaking his head. "He really is an addict, isn't he…?" The disappointment in Sam's voice was clear. Gabe imagined Sam was watching his favorite superhero become a villain.

"Come on Sam…I know your brother is struggling, but we can't give up on him. Dean is still in there, we just have to have hope, alright?" Gabe patted his shoulder when Sam nodded.

"Now, why don't you go shave your peach fuzz and head to bed?"

Sam stood up "I still have no idea what I am doing…"

"I can always do it for you again?" He stifled a laugh when Sam turned a pretty shade of pink.

"I'll figure it out…" He mumbled and headed to the hallway.

"My razor is in the bag kiddo." He hollered after him.

Thirty minutes later a clean shaven, yet cut up Sam said his goodnights and went to bed.

"You two are awfully close…" Luke finally spoke up.

"Want me to shave your face, so you feel less left out?" Gabe rolled his eyes.

"I didn't know you had a thing for little kids Gabe." Luke continued.

"Oh please, that isn't…I don't have…Don't you have a hotel to get to?" Gabriel stumbled over himself.

It is so late, I think I will find a hotel in the morning." Luke stood up and walked to Gabriel. He pulled him into his body again and whispered in his ear. "I was hoping to have a little adult time with you tonight." Gabe felt his cock jump as the man kissed his jaw and down to his neck.

"Stop it." Gabriel fought weakly, even moving his head to the side to give the other man access. "I am serious!" He shoved Luke away and held his neck, breathing harder than before.

"Relax baby, we are sharing a couch anyway might as well enjoy it." Lucifer smiled and he unbuttoned his own shirt.

"…Fuck you."

Sam laid in bed listening to the crickets outside. This was a nice room, he liked it, but it could use a little life.

"Sam?" Gabe's voice was low.

"Yeah?" He whispered back for some reason. Gabriel walked in, shutting the door behind him. It was completely dark, but Sam had already adjusted. So he smiled as he watched Gabe take baby steps toward him, he had a pillow in one hand. We he got to the edge of the bed, he sat down.

"…Can I sleep in here with you?" He sounded tired Sam thought, or sad?

"Sure, is the couch uncomfortable?"

"No, but it is being occupied by an arrogant cock with a huge ego. I am pretty sure there is no room left for me." Gabe sighed "Not any room I need…"

"Oh. In that case." Sam scooted over as much as he could "I hope you don't mind cuddling?" Sam joked.

Gabriel stood up and took off his capris and shirt, which made Sam swallow a few times before he could speak "W-what are you doing?"

"I wasn't planning on sleeping in those clothes…is that okay?"

Sam only nodded, not trusting his voice to be the correct pitch. He had taken his shirt off before climbing into bed. We are almost completely naked…Sam squashed the thought. There was nothing sexual going on, just sleep. He had to repeat that sentence 100 times when Gabe crawled in next to him, his bare back pressed into Sam's chest.

"Good night Sammuck." Gabe yawned.

Sam had one arm hovering above Gabriel's side, and the other was under the other's pillow. Finally getting the nerve, he laid his arm over Gabby.

"…Night." He whispered back.

He mentally groaned before he fell asleep, pulling the shorter man tighter against him. These feelings were definitely not the ones he used to feel for his brother's best friend...

He was scared.