A/n: Tired today so the update's small. Was up all night helping my sister with her homework.

Word of warning: this chapter depicts the basics of Gabriel and Lucifer's relationship, it's not pretty. Potentially triggery domestic and vaguely sexual abuse will be in italics.

Two painful chapters in a row, I'm sorry. It'll be happier next chapter.

~*~Last Week – Wednesday Morning~*~

Sam hummed softly as he started to wake. Despite the troubles last night with Gabriel, they had both fallen asleep happily in each other's arms. Being curled around the man he loved had had a wonderful effect on Sam's sleep. His dreams had been filled with doing things to Gabriel that were currently far out of the question in the real world.

The peaceful sleep had Sam feeling good as he slowly awoke. He felt refreshed and happy as he regained consciousness but something felt wrong. Something was missing as he became aware of his surroundings. The lack of a warm body cuddled against his chest was a major cause for alarm.

"Gabriel?" Sam called groggily as he looked about. He frowned, feeling how the spot beside him was cold. His baker had been gone for some time now.

Sam quickly sat up and yawned as he rubbed his eyes. It was as his hand was lowering did he see that Gabriel's clothes were gone from the door. Sam's heart sunk and a strange cold started to settle in.

He quickly yanked the covers off and climbed out of bed to search the house. He was getting anxious and worried as he searched each room for his emotionally damaged boyfriend. He was on the verge of panicking when he stumbled upon the note.

He stopped and shakily picked it up. The light tone and thoughtfulness helped him to relax. His heart fluttered with love as he read what Gabriel had done for him. His thoughts on the man's sweetness completely made him oblivious to the warning bells ringing in the back of his head about the whole situation.

A yap from Riot drew his attention further from the internal alarms. He rushed over to his puppy and happily greeted it. He lifted the thin bundle of love and nuzzled him, kissing the pup's forehead. Riot yipped happily and nuzzled Sam back. The puppy looked around for its other owner but didn't see him, which made the pup's ears droop.

"We need to fatten you up. Let's go have some of that nice breakfast Gabe made." Sam whispered lovingly, trying to cheer his sick puppy up as he walked towards the kitchen while carrying it.

~*~z~*~

Gabriel didn't know why it had taken him so long to get home. Maybe he had been avoiding it subconsciously. Because maybe he didn't actually want to be home. He wanted to be rolling around in bed with Sam or helping to take care of Riot.

He sighed and got a better grip on his bag of take out as he unlocked the front door. He tiredly moved it open. Why did he feel so exhausted after having his best night of sleep in years?

He looked up as the door opened and flinched violently at the sight of an unimpressed Lucifer leaning against the wall of the hallway. He swallowed thickly and submissively stared at the floor while stepping inside and closing the door behind him. He held out the breakfast as a peace offering.

"And where did you scamper off to the past two nights, Brother Dearest?" Lucifer asked quietly as he took the bag with false tenderness. He gently placed it on the hardwood floor as he watched his little brother.

"Sorry, some things came up." Gabriel mumbled weakly at he stared at Lucifer's boots. Who wore boots inside when they were on house arrest?

He was startled out of his curious thoughts by Lucifer grabbing his jaw with a painful grip and using his superior size to slam Gabriel back against the door, sending an agonizing jolt through Gabiriel's ribs The younger man's head was forced up to stare at his furious brother.

"Look at me when I talk to you, Brother." Lucifer's hand stroked down Gabriel's jaw to close around his throat tightly, leaving only enough room for his sibling to barely drag in ragged gasps. He leaned in and sniffed, drawing back and sneering in disgust. He released Gabriel's throat only to slap him hard across the face, making the younger man whimper and draw back.

"Seriously, Gabriel, drinking before ten in the morning?! I taught you better than that, you frosting-sucking whore!" There was a second slap, harder than the first. Gabriel shakily held his face, eyes tearing up more from the insult than the physical pain.

"S-sorry, L-luci." He whispered, flinching again when Lucifer grabbed him by the hair. His tears fell when his brother leaned in close, heart thumping with affection when Lucifer gently kissed the tears away.

"Oh, Baby Brother, you know I'm only trying to make you better than the dirty little slut that monster turned you into, right?" Lucifer cooed in Gabriel's ear as he lovingly stroked the baker's dark golden hair, making Gabriel nod weakly, "Can't have that big handsome boyfriend of yours know that your mouth's filthier than a street whore's. Can we?" Gabriel shook his head, starting to cry more as he continued to hold his stinging cheek. Lucifer kissed his forehead and pressed his hands to Gabriel's chest.

"No, we can't. Because you're almost fifty, Baby Brother, and starting to lose your angelic looks." Lucifer lied smoothly as his hands stroked down his brother's front until he reached Gabriel's belt, "He's your last shot because you're aging out and you're too well known on the streets. You couldn't pay a soul to finally pop that useless little cherry of yours."

Gabriel's heart ached as he believed his brother's words as truth. His shoulders drooped and he stilled, not even fighting back as his jeans were undone by his brother. He just rested his head back against the door and stared up at the ceiling as his pants and boxers were lowered to pool around his ankles.

"Still my little Nemo, huh?" Lucifer murmured lovingly as he knelt down and pressed a kiss to his brother's tattoo while rubbing the younger man's hips soothingly. He bit a bleeding bruise into Gabriel's hip while grabbing a knife out of the back of his own pants.

He kissed the bruise and spread Gabriel's legs, slicing the knife into his brother's soft inner thighs where the cuts and scars would be hidden by the younger man's boxers. It was a punishment he had devised when he was young to torment his siblings. But Balthazar had gotten wise to the truth, he wasn't as dense as a sack of bricks like Gabriel was.

Gabriel's nails dug into the door as he gritted his teeth against the slices. He felt sick for the first time ever being exposed like this to his brother. He swallowed down a sob, his heart dying a little, because he felt like he was betraying Sam and he didn't understand why.

~*~z~*~

Sam was panicking as he paced his office staring down at his phone. He had passed by the bakery on the way to work and it hadn't been open all day. He had tried to call Gabriel three times but his phone was off. So, Sam did what he always did when he freaked out.

"Winchester." Dean's voice clipped through the phone speaker, immediately taking the edge off his nerves.

"Dean, has Cas heard from Gabriel today?"

"Let me check but I thought he was with you." Sam was about to reply but Dean answered too quickly, "Cas says he hasn't talked to him all day. He said check the house. wait, scratch that, we'll ch-!"

"No, I got it! Thanks, Dean." Sam hung up on his brother before he could be stopped. He grabbed his coat and stormed out of his office, telling his secretary he might be back later. He had a boyfriend to fetch.

~*~Chapter End~*~