Author's Note: Alright so I just had one of the worst days at work and now all I want to do is sit on my couch and post some of my FanFiction for you guys to read. So here is chapter 10 of Mystery Spotish. I also have another Destiel/Sabriel Fanfic call If This Was Forever. Please right some reviews today was a bad day so I wouldn't mind a little positive feedback. Please review and enjoy the spurt of chapters that I'm about to post.
Chapter 10-Sabriel Chapter 5
Sam woke up to Heat of the Moment by Asia for the fiftieth time, though Sam didn't know that it was the fiftieth time. Sam was sick of watching the angel die in his arms, and the last time Sam had caught the angel in his arms before he died, and Gabriel died looking into Sam's beautiful hazel eyes, and Sam woke up and could feel the burn of the angel's scorched wings in his skin, but when he looked there was nothing there to see.
Sam stood up and looked over to find Gabriel in the bed across the room, Sam walked over to the bed and crawled under the covers with the angel, wrapping his arms around him. Sam pulled his angel close and felt that he was really there and not just a figment of his imagination. Sam kissed the back of the angel's neck and snuggled his face into the angel's hair. "Sam, what are you doing?" Gabe muttered as the angel woke from his slumber.
"We should go paint balling today. It'll be fun." Sam said as he slipped his hand down and rested his hand on the angel's crotch.
"Well, it seems like you have other plans there, Kiddo," Gabriel said as he twisted in Sam's arms so he was facing him. Sam's hands moved so they rested on the angel's ass and pulled him into him. Sam kissed Gabriel on the lips and forced his lips to separate, and Sam slipped his tongue into the angel's mouth. Gabriel moaned as he slipped his tongue into Sam's mouth. Gabriel tasted exactly how Sam imagined, like sugar, cotton candy and chocolate. Gabriel had a totally different experience with Sam, though; the hunter didn't taste anything like the angel imagined, but how he did taste was better than he imagined. To Gabriel the hunter tasted like coffee, French dressing and salt, and to Gabriel, Sam was delicious. Sam pulled away from the kiss, and he could hear the whine escape Gabriel's lips.
"Patience, Gabe. I have a plan, and you are going to love it. I promise." Sam crawled out of the bed and went over to his bag pulling out a pair of pants and pulled them on; then a shirt came out of the bag, and Sam pulled that on, too. The shirt hugged Sam's figure, and Gabriel stepped out from under the covers and wrapped his arms around Sam's waist.
"Sam, do you realize how patient I have been? Or do you know that we have been in this loop for 50 days, and you still haven't figured out the point of the loop?" Gabriel said as he pulled Sam's lips down to his own.
Sam pulled away and whispered into Gabriel's lips. "I think I had a revelation this morning, so I've devised a plan to get what I have finally figured out and want so badly. Is it possible for you to wait just one more day, Gabe?" Sam asked as he kissed Gabriel's lip again. Gabriel just nodded. "Okay, then get dressed. We're going paint balling." Gabriel stepped away from Sam and snapped his fingers and he was dressed. "I'm only assuming you know a great paint balling range." Gabriel nodded again, and he intertwined his fingers with Sam's. Gabriel then snapped his fingers, and they were at a paint balling range. Sam walked up to the desk that stood before them and paid for two games of paint balling. The man gave then the right gear, and they stepped away and followed the man's directions to the place that they needed to go. "There is only one thing that I need you to do. Okay?" Sam asked.
"Okay? What is it?" Gabriel questioned.
"No healing, you or me."
"That is a weird bequest, Sammy."
"Well, it would ruin the plan if you did so just go with it, please," Sam begged.
"Okay, but as soon as this plan is done I'm totally healing myself and you. I don't like the pain of bruises; it's just awful."
"Fine with me." Sam stepped onto the field and fired at Gabriel, hitting him in the shoulder. "And no Angel mojo or cheating." And Sam fired again hitting Gabriel in the thigh.
"Jesus Christ, Sammy."
"One on one, Gabe. Come and get me," Sam screamed as he took off into the field. Gabriel followed Sam, and fired at Sam at every chance that he could. Every once in a while Gabriel got the satisfaction of knowing that he hit Sam because he could he Sam's slight intake of breath from being hit by the paint ball. Sam had his fair share of hitting Gabriel as Gabriel had the same intake of breath when he was hit by the paint ball.
When the boys were done they were covered in bruises and multiple colors of the paint balls. They handed in their gear and headed out to a decent restaurant that they could go to, but before they walked in Gabriel snapped his fingers and they were in formal wear. "If you are taking me out to eat; it will be at a fancy restaurant, and it just so happens that I have reservations at this place, because this was where I was going to take you that first night before it went wrong." Gabriel pulled Sam into the restaurant and up to the reservation desk. "Reservation under Winchester for two."
"Just this way Mr. Winchester." Gabriel grabbed Sam's hand and intertwined their fingers, and he pulled Sam through the mess of tables as he followed the hostess to their table.
"You used my last name to make the reservation. Why?" Sam asked as they sat down at the table. Gabriel didn't let go of Sam's hand through the whole dinner.
"Well, isn't it obvious, Kiddo? I've been trying to get it through your thick scull for the past 50 days, Sam. I have major feelings for you, Kiddo, and I know you have major feelings for me. Aren't my intentions obvious?" Gabriel pulled Sam's chair closer to the table using his foot, and then he rested his foot on the edge of the chair between Sam's legs. "So let's order and get to the good stuff." Gabriel put a little presser on Sam's crotch.
"Patience, Gabe. We'll get there; I promise. You just have to be patient." Sam pulled out the menu that the hostess left for them. He looked through the menu until he found something that he wanted. "You know what you want to order, Gabe." Sam looked up to see Gabriel smirking at him. "Why are you looking at me like that? That's kind of creepy."
"Of course I know what I want, Sammich. I've held these reservations for 50 days. I've known what I wanted since day one, Sam, and it is not on this menu," Gabriel stated and he squeezed Sam's hand. Sam squeezed Gabriel's hand back, and he gave Gabriel his infamous bitch face.
"Gabe, we are not doing anything unless you go with my plan to a tee. So eat something, and then we would have the energy to do something else," Sam stated as he winked at Gabriel. That's when the waitress walked up to their table.
"Are you guys ready to order?" The waitress looked from Gabriel to Sam and then back.
"Well, I am, but you can start with him, if you please." The waitress looked to Gabriel, and smiled at him. She had that look in her eyes that gave off as want. "What do you want to order, Sweetie?" the waitress looked from Gabriel to Sam and back, but Sam was staring at Gabriel. Gabriel was trying to process the fact that Sam just called him sweetie. Sweetie, Gabriel mouthed to Sam. "What do you want, Gabe?" Sam gave a Gabriel a look that said I'll explain later, now just order.
"Ah, I'll have a steak, medium rare with mashed potatoes and gravy and bring your best wine." Gabriel said, and he looked to Sam.
"I'll have the same. Thanks." Sam handed the waitress his menu and Gabriel handed his to her also. She walked away, and Sam looked at Gabriel.
"So why did you call me Sweetie, Sam?"
"I didn't like the way she was looking at you. I just had this weird feeling in my gut, and I didn't like the feeling. Okay, it was only a tiny minute when I had a slight misjudge of character. Stop looking at me like that, okay?"
"You are jealous, Sammy boy. The little green monster has latched onto your soul. I like you jealous; it's quite a turn on, Sammich." Gabriel looked to Sam and winked at him, and then he moved his hand under the table and pulled Sam's chair around the table so he was sitting next to Gabriel. Gabriel moved his hand out of Sam's hand and rested it on Sam's thigh. Gabriel slowly moved his hand up Sam's thigh. The waitress came back with two wine glasses and the bottle of wine. She gave Gabriel and Sam a disgusted look on her face. Gabriel snapped his fingers and the girl disappeared. Sam looked from Gabriel to the spot where the girl disappeared.
"What did you do? Where did you send her?" Gabriel just smirked at Sam.
"Sammy, I didn't kill her if that's what you wanted to know. I just sent her to an extended vacation, and she will be back with a new perspective on life." Gabriel grinned as he said it.
"Meaning what exactly, Gabe?"
"Well, I sent her to a gay strip club that she can't escape from. It'll be alright as soon as we leave I'll bring her back. I promise. Don't look at me like that; I'll bring her back. Don't worry about it. Wine?" Gabriel expressed as he uncorked the bottle and poured two glasses of wine. Gabriel took a sip of the wine and rested his hand back on Sam's thigh and moved it up to Sam's thigh to his groin. Gabriel gripped Sam's bulge through his pants. Sam squirmed under Gabriel's touch, and this made Gabriel squeeze Sam tighter in his hand. He was about to unzip Sam's pants when their food was set down on their table. Gabriel release Sam and put his hands on the table, and he picked up his fork and started eating his steak and potatoes. Sam was pulled back to the table and started eating his food. Gabriel finished his food before Sam did and continued the hand job that he had started earlier.
Sam was having difficulty eating his food and drink his wine. "Can you at least let me finished eating before you make me choke and then you aren't getting laid at all today?" Sam stated with a small smirk on his face.
"But you forget my giant man that I am an archangel, and I can just bring you back. Plus this is extremely fun messing with you." Gabriel slowly unzipped Sam's pants and slipped his hand into Sam's pants. "You aren't wearing any boxer, Sammy. What is with you and going commando?"
"Hey, you cannot blame that on me you are the one that snapped your fingers and put me in this monkey suit, so that is completely your fault, Gabe. Now get you hand out of their or you are going to have to wait longer than tonight to get what you want," Sam stated with a devilish grin on his face. Gabriel pulled his hand out of Sam's pants and zipped them back up.
"Fine, have it your way, Mr. Grumpy Gills," Gabriel pouted. Sam reached over and rested his hand on Gabriel's inner thigh, and he started rubbing his thumb back and forth while he finished his steak and potatoes. Gabriel quietly sipped his wine, and he rested his hand on top of Sam's and slowly moved it farther up Gabriel's leg until it reached the crotch of Gabriel's pants. Sam had a sudden shiver run down his spine as his hand was forced to give Gabriel a hand job, but as he finished his food, Sam didn't need Gabriel to make him give him a hand job. Sam gestured their new waitress for the check, but Gabriel just snapped his fingers and they were back in their hotel room.