(Gabriel)
A few minutes later Gabriel is in his room loading bags full of supplies when a bird pops into existence next to his head. When he looks up at the bird questioningly, it drops a piece of paper into his hand. He lightly pets the bird as he opens the note. On one side it has two phone numbers, on the other it says: Gabriel, there was something we forgot to tell you and we don't have your phone number, hence the Anima. Sam has always wanted to travel the world. If you could manage to take him out of the country for your surprise, there would be no way he wouldn't forgive you for your asshole-ness. –J+C
Rolling his eyes, Gabriel grabs a scrap of paper and writes his number on it before giving it to the bird and watching it disappear. So, Sam wants to travel the world. Well, let's see where I can take him today? Gabriel grabs his phone and types out a text to one of the numbers. 'Paris or Athens?'
Seconds later comes the reply, 'for this? Definitely Paris –Jo.'
'Can you just tell Sam I went back to my old town for a few days? Tell him you heard it from the twins or some crap. I just don't want him to know what I'm planning before it happens.'
As he is about to leave, Gabriel wonders how much it would cost to rent out the Eiffel Tower for a day. With that in mind, he makes a call to his aunt, Naomi. She picks up on the third ring.
Hello? Naomi?"
"Yes? Who's this?" she asks.
"This is Gabriel, your nephew."
"Oh. What do you want?"
"Well, actually, I need a few thousand dollars."
"You need what?"
"I need some money so I can plan a surprise for my soul mate whom I have been a jerk to."
"What did you do now Gabriel?"
"I may have accused them of basically cheating on me with another guy."
She lets out a long sigh. "Fine. I'll wire the money into your bank account."
"My what?"
"Your. Bank. Account. You know, the thing that you store your money in?"
"I know what a bank account is. But I don't have one."
"Child, are you mentally damaged? If you don't have a bank account, then what had your mother and I been depositing money into for the last seventeen years? Your mother didn't tell you?"
"Uh, no."
"If you come by my house at some point, I can give you the spare bankcards so you can access the money." Before she finishes her sentence Gabriel is knocking on her door. She grabs the cards out of a drawer in her desk and hands them to him when she opens the door. "They will work at any bank. The PIN number for your card is is 2689. Only yours, Michael's and Raphael's cards have been set up. There should be over three million dollars available to you."
"Thank you Aunt Naomi," Gabriel says gratefully.
"Yeah, yeah, now get out," comes her reply as she shuts the door in his face.
Gabriel rolls his eyes and teleports back to his bedroom to finish packing stuff up. Once everything is arranged in neat stacks, he teleports to the Eiffel Tower. Finding a staff member, Gabriel asks, "How much would it cost to rent the tower for a day?"
The man stares at him blankly. Gabriel rolls his eyes and switches to French. "Parlez vous anglais?" "Non." "Ugh, fine." Gabriel lets out a sigh but repeats his first question in French. "Combien coûterait-il de louer la tour pour une journée?" The man's face instantly transforms into a look of shock. "Vous voulez louer toute la tour?" the man asks. "Oui, je veux louer toute la tour," Gabriel says, getting impatient. "Vous devrez en discuter avec mon patron." "Va le trouver alors." Gabriel lets out a long sigh as the man runs off to find his boss. Nearly ten minutes later the man shows up with a lady following him. The woman walks up to him and holds out her hand. "My name is Charlene Summers. Derk here tells me that you want to rent the entire tower?" Gabriel takes her hand and replies, "Yes ma'am I do. See, I am planning a surprise for my mate and he has always wanted to travel the world so I figured this would be our first stop." She smiles. "That is a wonderful thing for you to do." "Thank you. Now how much would it cost for a day?" "Normally it would be well over €20000 ($21951), but you seem like a good kid so I will drop it down to €10000 ($10975.50)," Charlene says. "You would do that?" Gabriel asks, surprised. "I just did. If you can pay the money, you can rent the Eiffel Tower any day you would like." "Okay. Do I need to have cash or can I use a credit card?" "Whatever is easiest for you." "In that case, here," Gabriel says as he holds out his new credit card. "I'm not sure exactly how much is on it, but it should cover whatever the price is." "Okay," Charlene says with a smile. "What day would you like to do this? And what name should I put the reservation under?" she asks as she hands the card to Derk. "Oh, my name is Gabriel Novak. And I would like to do this tomorrow if possible." "That shouldn't be a problem Mr. Novak." She gives Derk a look and he disappears to run the credit card. "Thank you Ms. Summers. What all does the reservation cover?" "Ah, excellent question. You will have the entire Eiffel Tower available to you along with access to Le Jules Verne, the restaurant on the second floor, and the champagne bar." Her brow furrows slightly as she says this. "You are both over 16 yes?" "Yes we are," Gabriel answers, ignoring the half-lie. "Excellent. Now, it is possible for us to arrange a firework show if you are interested." "That would be wonderful Ms. Summers," he says, a smile lighting up his face. "Shall I put that on the card also Mr. Novak?" "Yes please." "Excellent. Is there anything else you wish to add?" "What time is the tower available to my mate and I?" "Ah, yes. Normally it opens at 9:30am, but for you it is available as soon as 4:15am and it is open to you for twenty-four hours." "Thank you. Also, will there be a chef at the restaurant?" "We can provide our best chef if you would like." "Hmm. Can you have him be here at 5:00am tomorrow? I only need his services long enough to learn how to make all the dishes." "No problem Mr. Novak. I will let him know what you intend to do." Gabriel smiles at her. "Thank you Ms. Summers."Just as they finish talking, Derk walks up and hands the card back to Gabriel. Gabriel smiles at him and says, "Merci."
Gabriel looks back at Charlene as she says, "I will be here at 4:15 tomorrow to unlock the gates for you. If you need anything else, let me know."
"Thank you again. I hope this will be enough." With that Gabriel teleports back to his house.
As he collapses onto his bed, Gabriel pulls out his phone and sends a text to Jo. 'I just got done renting the tower. Do you think you and Charlie could help me set up tonight at like 9 PM (4 AM in Paris)? Oh and do you have Dean's number? I need to talk to him.'
Almost immediately Jo replies. '4 AM?! You're lucky I like you :P And I'll drag Charlie along even if she doesn't wanna come. Dean's number is 627-940-6701. Be careful when you talk to him, I'm sure Sam told him what happened so he will be more inclined to murder you.'
'Will he really murder me?'
'I doubt he will now since Sam cares for you but if you hurt Sam any more I have no doubt he will. Actually he and Luce will probably team up.'
Gabriel reads her message and mumbles to himself, "Great, now I'm going to get murdered by my mate's brother and best friend."
'Thanks for the warning.'
Switching to a new message thread, Gabriel types in Dean's number and texts, 'Dean, I need to talk to you in private. It's about Sam. Name the time and place and I will be there.'
(Dean)
Dean is sitting in his algebra class when his phone buzzes. Looking around to make sure the teacher isn't near him, he pulls out his phone and sees a text from an unknown number.
'Dean, I need to talk to you in private. It's about Sam. Name the time and place and I will be there.'
As he reads the message he is filled with conflicting emotions. Worry, curiosity, confusion. Dean quickly types back a response and asks, 'Who is this? And what do you know about Sam?' He then types out a message to Sam. 'Are you okay?'
Almost instantly his phone buzzes. 'It doesn't matter who I am right now. You do know me, if that's what you're wondering. And no I didn't hurt Sam so you can stop wondering that. Time and place, I'll be there.' A few seconds later another text buzzes in. 'I'm fine De. Why?'
Dean lets out a sigh. So he won't give up any information. Fine. He quickly types out a text to the unknown number, 'Fine. Football bleachers, five minutes.'
To Sam he says, 'Someone texted me saying they need to talk to me about you. I'm leaving class right now to go talk to them. Football bleachers in five. If you come stay out of sight until I say it's safe.' As soon as he sends the text, he stands up and walks over to the teacher.
"Ma'am, I have to go. There is somewhat of an emergency back home."
The teacher looks up at him; aware of the problems Sam has had since Jess. "That's fine Dean, just make sure to turn in your work tomorrow."
Dean mumbles out a thanks as he walks out the door and quickly drops his books in his locker. All but running through the halls towards the main doors, Dean doesn't see the man engrossed in his book walking out in front of him before it's too late. He slams into the man full force, sending his books flying across the hall and knocking the man down in the process.
Dean instantly starts picking up the books as the man recovers from the hit. "I am so sorry. I really should have been paying attention. I'm just sort of late for something right now." He hands the books to the man and gets a good look at him. Short black hair, shockingly blue eyes, and… a trench coat?
"I really am sorry man. But I have to go. See you around." With that Dean is off, running through the halls and out the main doors. By the time he hits the parking lot, he is sprinting as fast as he can towards the football field. As he reaches the bleachers, he doesn't see anything except a gray squirrel. He pulls out his phone and checks the time. Four minutes after he sent the text.
As the minute ticks over, a short man appears in front of him and Dean jumps back startled. At first he doesn't recognize the man but after a few moments the recognition snaps into place.
"Gabriel," he growls out.
"Hey Dean-o," Gabriel says with a smile.
"What the hell do you want? Haven't you caused Sam enough pain?"
Gabriel's smile instantly melts away and he slides down to the ground. "Actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about." He pauses for a few moments. "I can tell you are pissed at me. Trust me, I am too. I never meant for this to happen. I started falling for Sammy the instant I saw him. I thought he felt the same but then I saw him with Lucifer." He holds up a hand when Dean opens his mouth to speak. "I know I overreacted. I know he cares for me; how much, I'm not sure. His emotions have been mostly blocked to me since Friday. Whether that's on his part or mine I don't know." He lets out a long breath as he pulls his legs up to his chest and rests his head on them. "I love him Dean and I want him to be happy. Whether that's with me or not, I don't care. He deserves the world but I can only give him me."
Dean's jaw drops open as he registers what Gabriel just said. "You… what?"
Gabriel meets his gaze and says, "I love him Dean. I love Sam."
It was then that Sam decides to show himself. Gabriel's head whips around when he hears the sound of gravel crunching. His eyes grow wide when sees his mate. "Sam! You aren't supposed to be here."
Sam looks down at the ground, avoiding eye contact. "I can leave if you want. You sure seemed to want that last weekend."
Gabriel gasps as finally he feels a rush of emotions. He hadn't realized just how much he had started getting used to feeling his mate's emotions. "Oh Sam." He quickly climbs off the ground and wraps his arms around Sam. "This isn't how I wanted to do this. And no I don't want you to leave. I didn't really then and I definitely don't now." The two are so focused on each other that they don't notice Dean quietly slipping away.
(Sam)
Sam's phone buzzes as he finishes his essay in Creative Writing. He unlocks his phone to see a text from Dean. 'Are you okay?'
Sam frowns as he wonders what made his brother ask. 'I'm fine De. Why?'
'Someone texted me saying they need to talk to me about you. I'm leaving class right now to go talk to them. Football bleachers in five. If you come stay out of sight until I say it's safe.'
Sam quickly collects his notebooks and goes to turn in his essay. As he hands it to the teacher he asks, "May I be excused from class? There is an emergency at home."
He excuses Sam with a wave and he quickly runs to his locker to drop off his books. Sam manages to beat Dean to the field and hides in his secret spot: a small hole in the cement beneath the bleachers.
A minute later Sam hears Dean come to a stop on the opposite side of the bleachers. He hears nothing for a moment but then a snap and quick steps. Sam knows who it is before his brother says anything. "Gabriel," he whispers at the same time as Dean.
"Hey Dean-o." Sam can hear the smile in his tone and feels his eyes start to prickle with tears.
"What the hell do you want? Haven't you caused Sam enough pain?" Sam hears Dean say. A few seconds later, he hears the sound of someone sitting down on the ground.
"Actually, that's what I wanted to talk to you about." Gabriel pauses for a few moments. "I can tell you are pissed at me. Trust me, I am too. I never meant for this to happen. I started falling for Sammy the instant I saw him. I thought he felt the same but then I saw him with Lucifer." He pauses again momentarily and it's all Sam can do to not make any noise. "I know I overreacted. I know he cares for me; how much, I'm not sure. His emotions have been mostly blocked to me since Friday. Whether that's on his part or mine I don't know." Sam hears him let out a long breath. "I love him Dean and I want him to be happy. Whether that's with me or not, I don't care. He deserves the world but I can only give him me." Sam's jaw drops open and he immediately stands up and starts walking around the bleachers.
He hears Dean say, "You… what?"
Sam walks up behind Gabriel as he is saying, "I love him Dean. I love Sam."
As neither of them seems to notice Sam, he kicks at the gravel to alert them of his presence.
Gabriel turns his head so fast Sam is worried he got whiplash. Sam can see the shock in his mate's eyes as he says, "Sam! You aren't supposed to be here."
Sam flinches slightly at the accusing tone and looks down at the ground. "I can leave if you want. You sure seemed to want that last weekend." Sam decides to open their bond from his end and let his emotions pour through.
He hears Gabriel gasp as he feels everything that Sam has held in over the past few days. "Oh Sam," he says as he quickly stands up and wraps his arms around Sam tightly. "This isn't how I wanted to do this. And no I don't want you to leave. I didn't really then and I definitely don't now."
Sam freezes when he feels Gabriel hug him then a moment later he gently pushes him back. Sam looks at the ground with a pained expression as he says, "I can't right now Gabe. All week you have done nothing but push me away and hurt me. That isn't going to change just because you decide you aren't angry or whatever is happening right now. If we do anything, it will be talking first then we can decide what happens from there. I care for you Gabe, I really do, but this hurts more than anything I've experienced in my life."
Sam shifts his gaze from the gravel at his feet to his mate's golden eyes. He takes a deep breath before he speaks. "I have to go back to class now. Is there anything else you wanted?"
Gabriel starts to shake his head but remembers his plan. "Actually yes there is. Can you meet me here at 11PM tonight?"
Sam looks at his mate like he grew a second head. "Are you serious?"
"Very much so Sam-a-lam."
Sam shakes his head but says, "Yeah sure. Why not."
Gabriel's face morphs into an intense look of happiness as his mate agrees to their meeting. "Thank you Sammy." He quickly hugs Sam before backing away. "Have a great day at school Samsquatch. I'll see you tonight, yeah? And you might want to try to sleep some before then. Oh and you might want to wear something nice." Before Sam can question what he means, Gabriel is gone.
Sam shakes his head once again as he looks around, noticing that Dean had disappeared at some point throughout the conversation. Sam walks back to the school wondering what Gabriel has planned for the upcoming night.
A/N: So this might be the last chapter I post for a while as I do all of my typing and uploads through my school laptop which we have to give back at the end of the week. I don't have much to say about this chapter. Y'know, I don't even know if anyone reads these notes; if you do, awesome, if not oh well. Thank you all for reading this story and sticking with it for this long. I know I'm a terrible writer but this is the most committed to a story I have ever been. Hope y'all enjoy. Comments feed my muses and give me ideas for future chapters so please comment!
