He walked over to Sam and bent down.
He brushed a bit of hair out of Sam's face and then lifted him up bridal style.
He snapped his fingers and Sam's shirt was also fixed.
He snapped again and they were in their penthouse in Miami. Home.
He placed Sam on the bed lying next to him and pulled the sheet over his cold body.
Not long now and Sam will wake up.
Five hours later at three in the morning Sam jolted upright sucking in a deep breath and frantically feeling his chest.
Gabriel grabbed his hands and calmed him.
He told Sam what he did and what happened.
Sam didnt care whether his father lives or dies.
He was vunerable and miserable over what John had called him.
So Gabriel spent the rest of the night convincing Sam he didnt have demon blood, he wasnt a demon boy, and he DID deserve the love of an archangel, something he questioned.
They would spend the next day together and the day after that and the day after that.
They had forever.
Screw the apocolypse and all the shit destined to happen.
That couldnt happen now that Sam was a trickster and bonded with Gabriel, his guardian angel.
His guardian tickster.
The End.
...For now.
Authors Notes.
There you have it. Thanks for sticking with it till the end. Hope you enjoyed it. Please review so I can get feedback to put into my new stories.
I'm thinking of doing a story where Gabriel returns and finds out that either Sam has no soul OR is possessed by Gadreel.
What would you guys prefer?