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"Guess your mommy never told you not to go off with strangers," Gabriel said.
"Uh, no, she didn't," Sam shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Daddy? Brother? Sister?" Gabriel persisted.
"Brother and he'd probably kill me if he finds out about this," Sam said.
"Overprotective big brother, huh?" Gabriel said. "I know that feeling."
"You have an older brother, too?" Sam asked.
"Brothers but none of them really babied me," Gabriel corrected and then smirked. "We babied Castiel and Jimmy. Much good that did them. Cas is going for a mailman to rebel against our older brothers."
"Wait... you're last name isn't Novak, by chance, is it?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, it is. Why?" Gabriel asked. "How do you know that?"
"My brother is your mailman,"
"Oh... crap," Gabriel said. "Well, since your brother is dating mine, do you know what his intentions are?"
"Dude, Dean has the same intentions with everyone... well, everyone but Cas,"
"And that would be?" Gabriel's eyebrows lifted.
"With everyone else, he goes for the occasional fuck. With Cas... I dunno, man, he's different with Cas," Sam shrugged.
"Different how so?" Gabriel asked. "I like games, Sammy, but I do not like games being played with pretty angel boys."
"'Pretty angel boys'?" Sam asked.
"Castiel. Angel of Thursday. Read something religious," Gabriel said absentmindedly. "What is your brother doing that he hasn't done with anyone else?"
"Well for one, he hasn't slept with Cas yet," Sam said.
"Do you know him?"
"Who? Cas?"
"No, the muffin man. Yes, Castiel,"
"No, I don't,"
"Then why are you calling him Cas?"
"Why do you keep calling me Sammy?"
"Fair enough. Hey, you want to go to a carnival?" Gabriel asked.
"Uh, not really,"
"Why? Scared of the clowns, Sammy?"
"No!" Sam said, denying it a little to harshly.
"You're afraid of clowns," Gabriel said.
"Well what are you scared of?" Sam defended.
"Nothing, big foot. Come on. Let's go to the carnival. They won't bite, unless you want them to," Gabriel smirked. "Oh come on, you're more likely to get hit by a car or in a plane crash then get hurt by a clown. What's so scary about them?"
"Apparently, they kill," Sam said, pointing to an old headline on a newspaper.
Somehow, Dean had found himself in town, searching for a coffee shop that Castiel had asked him to meet him at. He didn't know that there was a coffee shop at the pier but he did know a familiar face when he saw it. It might take him awhile to recognize certain faces but there were a few he could pick out instantly.
Like a face that posed a threat to his little brother, for instance. He pulled his phone out, and hit speed dial one.
"Come on, Sammy... pick up," Dean said. "Damn it!" He caught a glimpse of Sam and Gabriel in a restaurant next to the coffee shop. He cursed again, wondering why the hell Gabriel was with Sam briefly before following the threat, who was heading to the back of the restaurant.
Gordon had met Dean at a bar, go figure. Dean was going through a rough patch because their father had, once again, disappeared. He had talked to Gordon. Then when Sam got involved and got Dean away from Gordon, Gordon turned violent towards Sam, believing he was something out of a biblical plague. They had gotten a restraining order on him, but little good that did them. He broke in one night and since there was no proof, the cops wouldn't do anything.
Well, if the cops wouldn't do anything, Dean would just take matters into his own hands.
"Who's that?" Gabriel asked, nodding at Sam checking his phone.
"It's Dean," Sam said.
"Just leave it," Gabriel shrugged. Sam hesitated before putting the phone away.
"How can you eat that?" Sam grimaced.
"Gordon!" Dean grabbed Gordon and punched him. "You do that to my brother, I'll kill you!"
"Dean, wait!" Gordon protested, reaching for his rifle. Dean punched him again and then Gordon managed to grab his rifle, hitting Dean on the head. Dean stumbled backwards and then went to hit Gordon again but Gordon hit him harder with the rifle and Dean blacked out, falling backwards into the water.