(A/N) This is the end... I just wanna say sorry. I went really demented in this fic. Hope you enjoyed it! ~AidaMae


"So what? You think because you messed with Sam's head, he's just gonna leave us all and go for you?" Gabriel questioned, clenching his fists, with the fact his hunter said he loved someone else. "You think just because you guys are bonded, you think he'll just leave us?" By the tone of the archangel's voice, he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else.

"No..." The devil replied, a sad broken smile appearing on his face. "Its his choice, and if he's happy, then nothing else really matters." He said, with hundred percent seriousness.

"Look, I know Sammy, and if anything he'll come back to us." Dean said, despite the uncertainty in his voice.

"You really do love him." Castiel said, causing everyone to look at him.

"Cas, do you hear yourself? He's the freaking devil! He's lying!" Dean called, not wanting to believe.

"Ever since coming down to Earth, I got a pretty good look at what love feels like. Trust me, he's not lying Dean. I know what love feels like, and looks like." Cas said looking to the man he fell for. Literally.

"Wait, what?" Dean asked, but his question was ignored as the angry angels continued to fight.

"See, Gabriel?" Lucifer taunted. "Even Cas can see that Sam loves me more."

A 'I never said Sam loved you more' and a 'He never said Sam loved you more' came out of the two non fallen angels at the same time. Earning a few blinks before Dean began talking again.

"Look, I honestly could care less who he loves right now. I just want Sam to come back home, look you up again, and have everything go back to normal." Dean asked, getting irritated by the angels.

"Shut up Dean, this isn't your fight." Gabriel barked, the hunter annoying him greatly.

"Oh yes it is, this my my brother we're talking about. If anything he should just leave both of you and just come back to our hunting life. No freaking angels." Dean, said glaring at all angles, including Cas.

"Dean..." Whimpered Cas, looking from his favorite hunter to his older brothers. His expression hardened in an effort to hide his emotions. "I think we should allow Sam to decide what he wants," he said firmly. "Arguing about it won't sway his opinion."

"Cas is right... but a good punch will make me feel better." Gabriel said, then quickly taking a swing at Lucifer. Soon enough the two were fighting.

"Hey! Knock it off! Cas, a little help!" Dean cried, trying to break up the fighting. Once they were broken up they were separated between Dean and Cas.

"Alright," he sighed. "I've made up my mind." Walking in hands nervously behind his back. Before he spoke, he was shaking his head at the two bruised up archangels. He started shaking at the thought of what he choose. "Gabriel... I loved you, a lot, but just the time that I spent apart from you, I lost those feelings." Gabriel fell to his knees at hearing this, and Lucifer was grinning with victory. "Lucifer... I can't be with you. It feels to safe, and I can't live that way." Lucifer's grin instantly broke as tears welled into his eyes. He clenched his fists but refused to speak. "Dean... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm nothing but useless weight. I'm a broken, demonic, stupid child who can't do a single thing without his older brother. I can't keep letting you down anymore. I'm sorry Dean." With that, before anyone had time to react, he revealed the angel blade he had behind him and stabbed himself, right in the heart.

What happened next was played through in slow motion. Dean rushed to try to catch Sam before he fell. Lucifer, froze knowing he could nothing, looked away to cry. Gabriel, tears moving faster down his face, crawled over to his lover. Castiel, ran over to try and comfort Dean.

"S-Sammy?" He asked, trying to find a heartbeat. He couldn't breathe once he realized he felt a faint pulse, slowly stopping until Sam was gone.

"Gabriel I hope the risk," Cas reminded him.

"You know Sam, he's gonna be upset," Dean agreed.

"I have to," Gabriel insisted. "I can't just let Sammy be dead..."

...

"You can't just keep it from him forever, he's gonna find out sooner or later."

"I know, Dean."

"Dean, Gabriel, he's waking up."

Sam opened my eyes and saw Gabriel, Cas and Dean sitting around him. "Wha..?" he croaked. "I thought... I thought I was supposed to be dead..." He tried to sit up, but found his body racked with pain in his attempts at movement.

"Take it easy there, Samsquatch," Gabriel said, placing a hand on Sam's shoulder and pushing him back into the bed. "Coming back from the dead... It'll take some time before you can move." The archangel couldn't help but smile to see Sammy again, alive.

"I-I don't understand... How am I alive? I don't remember feeling this shitty last time I went to Heaven."

Even Dean smiled at this, leaning forward and holding a glass of water to his baby brother's lips. "C'mon, buddy, drink up." Once he finished drinking, Dean just smiled, happy at the least that his little brother's alive. "Better?" He asked, putting down the glass. Sam nodded, looking around the room. His face frowned when he saw Gabriel and Castiel both looking worried.

"Is everything okay?" He croaked.

"Yeah," Gabriel replied hesitantly, smiling at Sam. "I'm glad your okay, Sammy," he said.

"How is that, anyway?" the young Winchester asked, scooting himself into an upright position.

"Uh, don't worry about that right now," Gabriel said, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. "I brought you back."

"From Heaven? You can do that?"

"Well... of course I'm an archangel." He said with a smile, and looking around shifting ever so slightly.

"Well Cas and I are going to give you guys a moment." Dean said, breaking the awkward silence and taking Cas out of the room. Gabriel looked over to his hunter. He seemed so fragile.

"We had a deal, remember?" Gabriel said grimly, biting his lip and twiddling his thumbs.

"What?" asked the groggy hunter. "Oh, right..." He had to continuously remind himself that, for the angel, it had only been a matter if hours what to Sam had been years. "Yeah, I'm... I'm sorry. It still feels so long ago... What day is it?"

"Monday." Gabriel grinned, since he is the angel of Monday. "You were out for about two days." He explained, smiling at how fast Sam is recovering.

Sam nodded, knowing that meant it had only been two days since he was kidnapped. "It's so weird... How little time has passed." He sighed. "It's hard to believe."

"Yes well, my brother..." He coughed changing the subject. "Its amazing, your recovery rate. Its very rare for a human to recover that fast. Yet again, you are Winchester." The archangel smiled, placing his hand on Sam's. "I missed you." He said, interlocking their fingers.

Sam smiled slightly, though he still missed Lucifer a bit. "Yeah, I missed you too."

"Is there..." Gabriel took a deep breath and tighten his hold on Sam's hand. "Is there any chance of you loving me again?"

Sam smiled sadly at the archangel. "Probably? I don't know, Gabe, it's been a rough couple of years, for me... I would like to feel the way I used to, but I can't take away what happened."

"I understand..." The archangel said sullenly. "How about this; I take you out, on a date, and I make it up to you." Gabriel explained, eyes slightly filled with hope

Sam sighed, "Gabriel..." He thought about how he would feel if the situation were reversed, if he was in love with Gabriel, as he used to be, and Gabriel had lost his feelings towards him. "Alright, you can try. Just... Don't get your hopes up too high, okay?" he said with a sympathetic wince.

"Thank you." Gabriel muttered before getting up. "I'm going to plan my second chance, okay? I'll be back here in a little over twenty four hours." With that he practically ran out the door.

"Gabriel wait!" Dean yelled at the male running down the halls. He sighed and went back into Sam's room. "Everything okay?" He asked.

Sam sighed, smiling sadly. "Yeah... It's just gonna take some time for me to readjust..." He wondered why Gabriel had ran out of the room, flying would've been faster, wouldn't it?

"Yes, well its you Sammy, you'll be back on your feet in no time." Dean said, waiting for any questions.

"Well, I... I didn't really mean physically," Sam explained. "But yeah, I'm sure you're right, I'm just a little confused at the moment, some thinking will do me some good."

"Need me to try and answer anything? Being left out in the dark sucks." Dean offered, concern and helpfulness in his tone.

Sam frowned. "Dean, is there something I should know?" he asked, faint suspicion in his voice. Dean opened his mouth to speak, but only let a sigh out.

"No, nothing." He lied, a twist of guilt forming in his stomach.

"Alright..." Sam said hesitantly. He figured he must have been imagining the strange behavior, after all he hadn't spoken to them in four years. "If you say so."

"You gave us all quite a scare, I think I stopped breathing for a while... why would you do something so... why?" Dean asked, feeling upset.

"Dean," Sam sighed. "I'm sorry... I don't... I don't expect you to understand, I don't know how to tell you why I did it, but I didn't want to hurt you, I didn't want to hurt anyone..." He bit his lip. "I guess that's the reason I did it." Dean looked like he was going to cry. He walked over to his baby brother and brought him into a hug.

"Its okay Sammy. Your aren't dead now, and that's the important part. You just... freaked me out." Dean said, letting a few silent tears escape.

"I'm... I'm really sorry," the younger Winchester repeated.

"Its okay, really... you were just, stressed and... its okay..." Dean comforted, more to himself then Sam.

"Dean..." Sam knew that apologizing a million times still wouldn't make it better, so instead he said, "I'm glad you understand..."

"Yeah..." Dean pulled away from the hug. "So what was Gabriel running off for?" He asked, every word his breaking more and more at the fact Sammy killed himself and didn't even want to be there.

Sam bit his lip. "It's, um, nothing you need to worry about..." he whispered uncomfortably.

"Well by the sound of it, I think I do." Dean said, going from a chick-flick moment to big brother in a heartbeat.

"He... He's setting up a date..." Sam sighed. "He wants me to fall in back in love with him..." He avoided the eyes of his older brother. Dean shifted uncomfortably.

"Can you blame him?" He let out an awkward chuckle. "You're all he has left..." Dean added, quietly, frowning slightly.

"I know, and I don't want to hurt him, really," Sam said. "I just don't feel that way anymore."

"Sammy..." He took a breath. "Give him another chance, please, I get that you still have feelings for... him, but please?" Dean said, looking around nervously.

"Of course I'm gonna give him a chance. Dean- I haven't forgotten what I used to feel about him." Sam sighed. "I don't want to hurt him, I just don't feel... I just don't love him, I guess."

"I know... but... its gonna kill him..." Dean said, biting his lip. "Try to let him back into heart..." Dean said before walking out. The sight of Sam was a little too much for him to bear.

"I..." Sam couldn't respond before his brother walked out of the room, leaving him to feel guilty all alone.

When a soft knock sounded on the door of his motel room, Sam was pulled out of his thoughts. "Come in," he called, not sure who to expect but suspecting it would be the archangel.

"Sammy, I'm home." Gabriel smiled, as he walked in, hands behind back.

"Hi," Sam breathed. "Gabe." He smiled slightly. His eyebrows furrowed slightly in curiosity as he glanced in the direction of Gabriel's hands. Gabriel laughed, and pulled a bouquet of beautiful red roses.

"Surprise!" He exclaimed, eyes glossed with love and a little bit of pain.

Sam smiled and pulled himself into a sitting position, which he now had the strength to do. "Wow... Thanks," he said with a smile.

"No problemo, Sam-o. So, You feel like you can walk yet?" Gabriel asked, looking like kid about to go into a candy shop.

"I... Don't know. I don't think so." He pulled himself further up against the headboard with a wince. "Sorry." Even with the sad news, Gabriel still seemed happy.

"I figured, sooooo, wait right there!" He laughed with a wink. He rushed outside, and came back soon with a little cart. On said cart was a fancy steak dinner, candles, and some water. "I would've gotten wine, but I didn't think it would be best in your situation." He explained, pushing the cart up next to Sam. He went to dim the turn off the lights, and closed the curtains to the outside, and lit the candles with a lighter. He sat down and gestured to the dinner. "For my moose."

Sam smiled. "This is really nice, Gabe," he said, looking over the tray with interest.

"Thanks, I made it myself." Gabriel said, grinning with a proud look upon his face.

"I didn't know you could cook." Sam pulled off his sheets and repositioned himself so that he was facing the archangel in an upright position. "It smells great."

"Yeah, well I figured it was... so how are you feeling?" Gabriel asked, quickly changing subjects.

"Better." Sam nodded. "A lot better. I've... I've been healing." He looked Gabriel in the eyes. "Physically and emotionally."

"That's good." Gabriel said, smiling. "We worried for a while..." He said, looking down at his food.

Sam smiled as well. "Yeah, I'm... I'm doing better." Gabriel smiled, before starting to eat.

"So, how's Dean and Cas?" He asked, trying to make conversation.

"Uh, they seemed to be doing well when I saw them... Cas did, anyway, Dean is still upset about the whole thing." Sam shifted, which caused him to wince slightly. Gabriel shifted uncomfortably.

"Yeah... well... I'm not mad... if that helps at all..." The shorter male said, picking at his plate.

"Well... That's good," Sam said. "I honestly didn't think you'd be mad, I was more worried..." He sighed quietly. "Gabriel..." He closed his eyes. "How badly did I hurt you?"

"That doesn't matter." He replied quickly, faking a smile. "What's important is that you're all alive. Now stop being all mopey, let's enjoy this date okay?" Gabriel said, slightly nervously, looking at the clock.

Sam leaned forward, ignoring his physical pain as he looked into the eyes of the angel. "It matters to me, Gabriel," he spoke softly. "I want to know... I want you to talk to me."

"Sam... please... do this for me, just make the rest of today about us okay?" Gabriel asked, choking back tears. "Please..." He whimpered.

Sam reached to across the tray to place a hand on Gabriel's face, using his thumb to wipe away some of the tears. "I'm trying. But you won't talk to me. I want to know how you feel, so I can try to make it better, because I can't fix something I don't see." Gabriel reached up and placed his hand over Sam's.

"I love you..."

Sam took a deep breath and said, "I know you do... Gabriel, I never forgot how I felt about you," he started, his hand still on the archangel's cheek. "I think... I know I longed to feel it again, the whole time I was down there, but you were gone. So I think I manifested my feelings towards Lucifer. So, even though I didn't feel that way for you anymore, I still wanted to. That feeling is all I wanted. So, I guess, what I'm saying is... I really want to feel that way again. I want to love you...' He wasn't sure if he was making any sense, and he slowly started to pull his hand sway, watching the Trickster's reaction.

"I'm not going to force you..." Gabriel said, dropping his hand. "I just want you to know that okay?" He glanced back at the clock. "Can we just not talk it about right now? I want the next three hours at least, to be happy. Its all I want, okay?" He asked, looking back over to hunter. "I won't ask for anything else... ever..." He swallowed, holding back a waterfall of tears. "I promise."

"What happens in three hours?" Sam asked, glancing at the clock.

"N-n-nothing..." Gabriel suttered, look at Sam's eyes. "Just, don't worry about it." He gave a soft sad smile, and looked down to his food.

Sam sighed sadly. "Gabriel, please... Just talk to me." He pushed Gabriel's hair out of his face and looked at his golden eyes, willing him to see his concern. "Please."

"I did it for you... to save you..." Gabriel whispered, voice hoarse from the tears escaping his eyes. "I panicked, and I... I used up all my grace to bring you back... its deadly for an archangel to do that. A-a-any angel really..." At the point the used to be angel's vision was too blurry to even see. "I already... met... met my reaper. Sixty hours is all... that was 57 hours ago..." Gabriel choked out the last sentence, covering his hands with his face in order to calm himself. "I did it for you. For Dean. Even Luci. I love you Sam and I couldn't have let you died yet..."

"Gabriel..." Sam inhaled sharply as tears filled his eyes. "Wh... Why..." He blinked back the tears, trying to hide them. "After all that, you..." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Three hours, then?" Gabriel nodded, after the tears stopped. He took a shaky breath.

"Can we make it last?" Gabriel asked, holding out his hand for Sam to grab hold. "I have one more secret for you..."

"Yes, Gabriel?"

"It was only a dream, kiddo." Gabriel said as he snapped his fingers and Sam was in Bobby's house looking up to very worried faces of Castiel, Bobby, Dean, and Gabriel.