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Two weeks later Gabrielle ate an entire carton of Edy's rocky road ice cream smothered in Hershey's chocolate syrup as she watched The Way We Were in Turner Classic Movies. Dean and Castiel had been beautiful darlings with her by doing her groceries and preparing her meals. They also tried chasing her blues away by renting classic comedies and playing all sorts of board games with her. She already knew all the answers to Seinfeld DVD Scene It by memory. Bless the boys though.
Gaby realized the only good thing to come out of this fiasco was Cassie and Deano's relationship had become more solidified. She was genuinely happy for her friend, who had never been in a serious romantic relationship with anyone since Lucifer had shattered his innocence. Gaby herself would have gone crazy if she didn't have sex at least once a week. The Pocket Rocket was coming in handy these last two weeks. This immediately brought Samuel to mind, and she told herself that she was not going to cry anymore.
All of a sudden, her doorbell rang. Gabrielle looked at her face in the mirror and was satisfied that her eyes were less swollen and red. She took a deep breath and headed to the door. She was 100% sure that it was Castiel, who had come to cheer her up. When she opened the door, Gaby was taken back to see a disheveled Sam standing in her doorway. His brown locks seemed longer running down his broad shoulders and the man had not shaved since the reunion trip form Hades.
Sam's hands were inside his jeans' pockets. "I think we need to talk."
Gabrielle was speechless and held on tightly to the door knob; thinking she would be wake up any moment now. "I know I have behaved abominably, but may I come in?" The gargantuan Texan asked.
The petite woman gestured with her hand for him to enter. She closed the door and stayed rooted, where she was standing. Gaby had never seen an untidy looking Samuel. Dark smudges covered the bronze skin underneath his whiskey colored eyes.
"Can you please sit, you are making me nervous standing there," her former lover said.
Gabrielle walked slowly to the brown leather recliner and sat on its edge. She could not gaze at him and was staring at the cream colored Oriental rug in the center of the room. Gaby heard the love of her life take a deep breath before he began to speak. "Why didn't you tell me when we first got involved that you used to be a man?"
The small woman remained silent as a grave. This seemed to irritate the escort. "Don't just sit there! Answer me God damn it! Where is the spitfire I loved?"
He knelt down adjacent to her and grabbed her oval face with both of his virile hands. Now she could not avoid making eye contact with him. "I need to know everything, Gabrielle or is it Gabriel? I am so confused right now! I don't know what to think!"
Something in his eyes got to her and she cleared her throat. "I apologize, Samuel. I need you to know that you are the love of my life and it was never my intention to hurt you. I swear that I was going to tell you that night. You can ask Cas."
"How could you keep such a huge secret from me for so long? If you loved me then you should have trusted me. Where you waiting until we married and tried to conceive a child of our own?"
Gabrielle tried holding his hands with her shaky ones, but he swiftly stood up to his impressive height and started pacing the room. "I still love you Sam. Do you still love me?"
He gestured her to halt her speaking, "So what are you gay or what is the correct psychological mumbo jumbo."
"Why don't you sit and I will tell you everything," Gabrielle said. The male escort did as told. He shoved his hair backwards. Gaby knew he did that when he was nervous as hell.
"When I met Cas we became inseparable and I told him my secret. He told me that I should be who I really wanted to be and that he would always be by my side. In high school I let my hair grow, wore lip gloss and women's jeans. At first the other students mocked me, but then the majority of them got used to the real me and stopped making fun of me. The jocks now they were another story. The jerks ranked on me incessantly. One afternoon when I was walking home from the library they jumped me and beat the shit out of me."
Gabrielle noticed some sympathy entered Sam's eyes. "Don't pity me, Samuel! I have chosen to be who I am and am proud of it. When Castiel moved in with us, he and I walked to and from school together. One afternoon one of Lucifer's cronies, Crowley was calling me all sorts of obscenities and Cas threw a rock at him, which happened to land on the creep's wide forehead. The cretin was rushed to the local clinic to have the gash stitched up.
"You've been lucky to have him in your life," Sam whispered. He could not imagine how he would have handled things if his best friend from high school came out to him. Sam had no idea if he would have ever been as understanding as Castiel was and is. No wonder Dean refers to his boyfriend as "angel".
"Yes, and I will always be there for him, as well. After we left our dead end town to attend college; I decided to dress as a woman and start living my life as who I really am. I have always known that I was a woman trapped in a man's body. I don't consider myself gay. I was a transgender before my surgery. Castiel and I roomed together close to the university, where he began completing his medical pre-requisites and I took some business courses in a community college. We both had jobs in our perspective campuses and I saved as much as I could. I began hormonal treatments, received breast implants, and five years ago I had surgery that removed my penis and my vagina was constructed."
"Wow, this is so Transamerica," Sam said trying to lighten up the mood.
"Don't laugh at me," Gabrielle replied. Her golden eyes darkened.
"I am sorry I am still in utter awe."
"I understand if you never want to see me and want to quit the agency."
"I was planning on giving my two weeks' notice and am not changing my mind. I start my law classes at UCLA next semester. Gabrielle, I can't be with you anymore. You better than no one know how important it is for me to have honesty in a relationship. As we started to know each other I told you that my parents' divorce was caused by a huge secret, my old man kept from mom since they met. I will always cherish what we had but I can only be your friend. I never want to lose our friendship. I value it too much."
"Please accept my heartfelt apology, Samuel. I was terrified of your reaction and that is the honest truth. I have always been straight forward with you on everything else."
His eyes were watery as he replied, "I have already forgiven you."
Gabrielle and Sam both rose. He kissed her forehead tenderly. Gabrielle took his hands in hers and replied, "I would not want to lose you as a friend, either."
Sam opened the door and smiled. He spoke in a broken voice. "I'll be seeing you, Tinker bell."
"Later, Sam."
As soon as Gabrielle closed the door, she sank to her knees and cried her eyes out.
