Yooooo so chapter 10 is here! If ya like this chapter please review. Please? Or just read it that's cool too. (This chapter is a record I never thought I would be writing something this long)
Its a little short I apologize but I got it done! Update woohoo!
Whatever happened the next morning was a messy blur to Sam. He remembered getting gently woke by Gabe and it being about six in the morning when they arrived home. Along with that he remembered Gabe taking out his phone quickly and handing it to Sam to put in his number, and after clumsily putting it in Gabe quickly reassuring that he'll call after he talks to his dad due to the worry on Sam's exhausted face. The last memory he had was Gabriel informing him to just go back to bed, as Sam did after making sure his phone was in hand.
Even when he woke up, there wasn't a slight hint that Gabriel called. It was now nine. Sam sat in bed for another hour.
Ten. It was a mistake to not have gotten the other's number, now he's just left in silence to wonder if there'll ever be a call.
Eleven. Sam sulked down the stairs and greeted Dean, who was questioning why his little brother was pacing and checking his phone every so often. No words were traded which was a little odd for the brothers, but Sam didn't feel like talking. He just wanted to hear from his friend if everything was okay.
Twelve. One. Two. Sam was getting fed up with the silence, so he decided to do something about it. "... What are you doing?" Dean questioned, as he passed Sam who was slipping on his coat.
"Going to the bakery." Sam responded, passing his brother. "Grabbing a snack. Want anything?" He questioned, stopping by the door.
"But we have snacks..." Dean trailed off confused, and when he turned to the door again it was swinging shut. "... What was that about?"
To say that Sam walked nervously to the bakery was an understatement. Pretty much running, Sam made it to the Sweet Stop at two fifteen. Rushing in, Sam was almost breathless, and he could barely speak when he made it to the counter.
"Woah, kiddo hey there." Anna said, as she came out looking at Sam, bent over catching his breath. "Are you okay?"
"Is... Is... Is Gabe in?" Sam questioned, taking a while to stammer that out, still trying to catch his breath. "Can... Can I talk to him?"
Anna sighed, looking at the younger Winchester with sympathy. "No dear, Gabriel is not in today." Right after that was stated, she watched Sam's face fall. "Sorry kid."
"That's... Okay." Sam stated, with a break in the middle of his words. "I'm just gonna... Go home then. Thanks Anna."
"Take this." Anna said gently, before Sam turned away, handing him a water. "Take care Sam, be safe on your way home." Before she knew it, Sam was out the door. Placing a hand on her hip, Anna rounded the corner. "You're such an asshole. What the hell was that about? You could have just talked to him. Poor kid seemed so worried."
"No." Gabriel stressed. "No Anna. He knows I talked to dad. And he knows how much I hate him. I promised to call him but I-"
"A promise is a promise Gabe." She replied, softening her state. "You keep promises. I've never known you to break one. Don't start now."
There was a silence between the siblings, as Gabriel turned away. He shook his head in dismay, not saying anything back to Anna as he removed some things from the oven. "He's a sweet kid. You don't want to lose him for ignoring him." She continued, persistent to get her brother to talk back. "I know you have problems with dad, but you can't lock them away. Everything's okay, he's reluctantly letting you stay at the bakery so why don't you tell that to Sam...?"
"There's more to it than just that Anna." Gabe finally spoke back, snapping a bit. "And maybe I'm not willing to tell you, Sam, or anyone about it." He finished, shaking his head. "There are some things not everyone can understand."
Before Anna could say a response, Gabe had disappeared to the front to put out the fresh treats, not saying another word.