~*~Sam's POV~*~

It had been a few hours since they left Charlie's, and since they put that town in the rear view mirror. The ride had bee mostly silent: Dean was still worried about Cas because he hadn't been around yet, Sam and Gabe were both thinking of what Charlie had told them.

Maybe he does like me. NO! QUIT THINKING THAT! False hope isn't going to help with this...But Charlie's never been wrong about this kinda thing. She was right about Dean and Cas, after all. WRONG! THIS TIME SHE WAS WRONG! Okay, but what did Charlie say to Gabe during the hug? Maybe I'll ask him later.

Dean pulled into the driveway of the bunker. He turned off the engine, and they got outta the car.

"Please be here, please be here, please be here..." Dean was muttering over and over again. They opened the door and Dean shouted "CAS?!"

"Dean, why are you shouting? Anytime you can pray to me." Cas' voice was to his left.

Dean said nothing, but catapulted himself into Cas' arms. "CAS, WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU?!"

"Dean, I was in Heaven." Cas looked at Dean, confused. Cas took control of the Angels, at God's command. God had revealed himself after Gabe's 'death', and apparently He had been playing the role of 'Chuck the Prophet' for awhile, and Sam was still surprised at this. Dean probably was too.

"Well you should've called!" Dean said, understanding Castiel had a job also, not just helping with hunts.

"I tried, but you didn't pick up." Cas told them.

"Oh. Alright, Cas. I trust you." Dean assured him with a smile.

Dean and Cas went upstairs, leaving Sam and Gabe alone. Sam fidgeted awkwardly with the hem of his plaid shirt. Gabe was shifting uncomfortably.

Sam cleared his throat awkwardly"So, uh, Yeah. What, uh, what did Charlie, um, what did she say to you?" I sound like a friggen' jealous school-girl!

"What? When?" Gabe asked, refusing to look at Sam.

"You know when." Sam refused to voice exactly what he meant.

"Sammy, your going crazy. Charlie never said anything to me except... Um, no nothing." Gabriel lied.

OH GOD! I was right! Charlie and Gabe have a thing! That doesn't even make sense, though! Charlie's gay! Okay, but maybe she isn't! Maybe she's bi, like Dean. Or like me! SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP! This isn't true. Charlie wants me to tell Gabe how I feel. She wouldn't do this to me. It was something else.

"Come on Gabe! Don't lie!" Sam complained. God, I sound even more like a teenage girl now!

"I-I CAN'T, WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY?!"Gabe yelled,

"TRY THE TRUTH, GABE!" Sam shouted, equally as loud.

"I CAN'T!"Gabriel yelled, "SAM, I CAN'T!"

~*~Dean's POV~*~

Sam and Gabriel had started screaming about three minutes ago.

"Should we go down to see what the problem is?" Cas asked.

"No. It's probably personal, nothing we should know about. Remember our first fight?" Dean answered.

"Yeah." Cas smiled.

Our first fight had been about a hunt, he wasn't a angel for the time being, and wanted to be a hunter. Cas thought it was a vamp, and used the wrong weapon, nearly killing Sam. It ended with our first kiss.

Dean smiled back at Cas, playing with the soft, jet-black hair.

"You're right, Dean, we should leave them alone." Cas agreed.

Dean leaned over and gave Cas a quick kiss.

~*~Sam's POV~*~

"GABRIEL?! WHY THE HELL CAN'T YOU TELL ME THE TRUTH?!" Sam shouted, angry by Gabe's lack of an answer.

"B-because, S-sammy I-I-I-" Gabe started crying. Sam rushed over immediately, not thinking about what he was doing.

"Gabe-Gabe, Shh, shh, it's okay. It's okay, Gabe. What's up? What's wrong? Come on, you can tell me anything." Sam whispered softly, stroking his golden hair.

This is weird. Gabe's crying? Gabriel never cries. He won't tell me what's wrong, so I can't help.

"Sam, Sammy, I- Charlie sh-she d-d-didn't t-tell me a-an-anything, j-just a-asked m-m-me a que-ques-question." Gabriel said, drinking in deep breaths, tears still running down his cheeks.

"Gabriel- Gabe, shh, shh, it's okay. What did she ask you?" Sam asked, curious.

"Oh, uh." Gabe had stopped crying, but had a runny nose, and he started to blush. "She, uh, she just asked me a thingy or two. Umm, if you really want to know, call her." Gabe refused to look at Sam, and instead stared up at the ceiling.

"Okay." Sam said, That was a weird response.

Gabriel smiled, and said, "Okay, Sammy, I'm gonna go. Call me tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Sam smiled brightly. "Good night."

"Good night, Sammy." Gabe said

"...Don't call me that." Sam muttered, but his smile betrayed him.

"Do you prefer Samsquatch? Hmm? How about Moose?" Gabe was back to his same teasing self. Sam let out a small laugh, and realized they were still on the floor, Gabe in his arms.

Sam's face started to turn red, so he got up and turned away from Gabriel. "Bye." He said, back to Gabe.

"Bye." Sam heard a snap and Gabe was gone.

~*~Dean's POV~*~

"See I was right." Dean said, hearing Sam's laughter travel through the air.

"Yeah, Dean. I guess you were right." Cas' voice was muffled because his face was stuffed onto Dean's chest.

"Do you think they finally admitted their feelings?" Dean asked.

"Sam and Gabe? No. They are both stubborn and afraid of rejection. It'll take awhile to admit it to each other." Cas said.

"You're right. Oh, well, we can't really do anything except wait. I think Charlie talked to them about it."

~*~Sam's POV~*~

I am going to text Charlie about what she told him. Sam decided, and pulled out his phone.

Hey Charlie, I was just curious about what you told Gabe. Please text or call soon

-Sam

He only waited a few second before his phone started to ring. He picked up, "Hello?" Sam asked "Charlie?"

"Yep. Okay, so you want to know what I asked Gabriel during the hug?"

"Mmhmm." Sam nodded, even though she couldn't see him

"I just asked him if he liked you."

Sam was processing this before shouting "WHAT?!" into the receiver.

"Calm down. He does like you. He said it himself."

"What were his exact words?" Sam wanted to be sure.

"I asked if he liked you, and he said, and I quote 'How did you know?'" Charlie said.

"Oh. Okay. Uh, what am I supposed to do now?" Sam asked uncertainly.

"Tell him!" Charlie urged.

"But what if he meant like as a friend and not as more?"

"He didn't. Trust me."

"Okay. Talk to you later. Bye." Sam said

"Bye." and the line was dead.

Sam sighed. Okay, time to tell Gabriel. Time to tell him everything. In the morning.

Sam went to his room and got dressed, placing the feather gently on the bedside table.

~*~Gabriel's POV~*~

I wonder if he'll actually call Charlie. Maybe he won't? He probably will. Gabe was arguing with himself, Charlie wouldn't tell, would she? Oh, Dad, she probably did. I am SO dead tomorrow.

He went to sleep, and dreamed of Sam.

They were on the beach, and the sun was setting. Their son was in front of them, playing in the sand. Gabriel had had to change forms for eight months and give birth ti him. He had Sam's mouth, and face, but Gabe's eyes and hair. Him and Sam were sitting next to each other, watching James build a sand-castle. Just as the sun set below the horizon, Sam leaned in for a kiss, to which Gabe happily obliged.

All to soon, Gabe woke up from his wonderful dream by his beeping phone.

Hey :-)! You coming today?

-Sam

Yeah. Be there in ten?

-Gabe

Gabriel took a deep breath. Here goes nothing...