A/N: As Promised, Sabriel Fluff. Takes place during and slightly after Chapter 18.
Sabriel Fluff Time plus some third wheeling Bobby who's trying to avoid the situation - he isn't Homophobic - he just doesn't want to watch whatever "flirting" and fun I can create with these two.
Regards to the Note from Before thank you for your positivity and acceptance regarding the break.
I just won't have to time to charge ahead with this Story because of Work, Edinburgh, Holiday and then London then Back to work until the middle of August, I've then got a small break before heading to my new College Course which my Timetable is still unknown.
Side Note: I'm also making the beginnings of a new Story involving more Sabriel-based titled "Come on, Sammy" inspired by my trip to Fyrish from this weekend. More to be revealed when I finish Chapter One and post it out.
Gabriel still wore the contempt happiness as Sam continued reading his book, barely any time had passed by neither Sam or Gabriel cared.
Sam was pretending to read simply because Gabriel was staring and Sam had no clue how to handle the situation
"I know you've been on that same page for at least five minutes now, Sammy"
Sam stuttered, giving up the façade "How did you know?"
"Because you kept catching my glances"
"You mean your staring?" Sam shot back
"Yeah"
Sam smiled, shaking his head. They both ended up silently staring at one another trying to figure each other out missing Bobby entering, sighing - putting his newest case of a spirit that killed all her victims by water-based deaths - and leaving again.
Sam had to clear his throat, "So... are you the same as Castiel?"
"If you mean, am I a Mermen like Castiel, yes. I told you I'm his big Brother"
"Despite appearances" Sam joked
"Yeah, cause you and Dean are so similar you are practically Siamese"
Sam chuckled "True. But in his defence he had to grow up quickly"
"Why?"
"Life of a Hunter"
"When did Dean start?"
"Four"
Gabriel froze "What? Needing a little context here, Sam-wise"
"Oh, I was six months old and a Demon - named Azazel came into my room, dripped his blood into my mouth, killed my Mother and burned our house down. My Dad, Dean and I all survived. Dad drove himself mad with the world of Hunting. Dean was four and had to grow up fast to learn how to Hunt, take care of me, himself, Dad and take on the whole Supernatural world. Dean allowed me to stay clueless until I reached under twelve then my world became Hunting"
Gabriel could only nod, "Wow Sam, sounds like a fun way to grow up"
"Totally" Sam dragged the word out for his added sarcasm, confusion settled in "Why did I tell you all of that?"
"Because you can trust me, Sam"
Sam didn't miss the still voice crack on 'trust'. "You're still wary of us because Dean shot your Brother Michael"
"Yes, that isn't a great way to build bridges"
"More like burn them"
Gabriel nodded "Change of topic, food for Humans"
"Are you hungry?" Sam fretted
"Not overly. Wouldn't matter anyways. I have created my own status of Trickster so I could conjour up any food I desired"
"What else can you do?"
"Anything you want me to, big Boy"
Sam back peddled so fast he nearly tumbled to the floor.
"Playing hard-to-get, Sam? Didn't think you were like that"
Sam was desperate not to laugh, feeling his cheeks burn rosy. He didn't flirt like Dean would, Dean could make anything a pick-up or turn-on line but Sam never really bothered with that, if a girl or sometimes - a rare time - a guy looked his way then he'd just talk, get to know them and persuade finishing the night in a bed or the backseat of the Impala.
"Kinky" Gabriel broke Sam's train of thought
"What? How did-"
"Telepathic too, Sam. I called it an 'Angel Radio' for the Younglings and Hatchlings so they wouldn't panic every time they heard whispers, thoughts or feelings. I can read every little thought inside that knowledged brain of yours. You know, I'd think you're on of the smartest people I know, including my Father and he's God"
"Thanks, Gabriel"
Gabriel winked, flexing his wrist to create something that popped up in Sam's head; salad,
"Dean is prone to calling this 'rabbit food' I'm not like Cas but can you wrap my head around this?"
"What?" Sam shrugged innocently
"Someone like you eating something so significant?"
"Well excuse me for not wanting to ingest grease-filled disgusting diner food" Sam mock chastised
"I will get you to eat something good"
"Define 'good'" Sam became apprehensive, something he didn't expect was a rich, coma-inducing chocolate cake to be snapped up in favour of his plain salad
"This right here is Heaven, Sam"
"Want a side order of Diabetes to go with that?"
Gabriel smirked "You know you want to"
Sam backed up, he nearly gagged at the nose-full of chocolate that soared up his nose, Sam didn't mind a treat now and then but not to this extent "No, I'm alright actually"
"Come on, Sam. You can't tell me you're not wanting to pass on that"
"Trust me, I am" The pair had circled the medium sized table, determination flared inside Gabriel's golden eyes
"Don't lie to me Sam-a-lamb"
"I'm really not" The youngest Winchester made a showing of side-stepping the cake when he came close to it
"Challenge accepted, Moose"
Sam stopped "What?"
Gabriel took his chance to bolt around the table, pouncing on Sam's back "Eat it!" He encouraged
"No" Sam took wobblily steps away, still stunned by Gabriel's sudden jump on his back
"You know you want to" Gabriel cooed in Sam's ear, causing the Human to shudder. It allowed Sam to shake Gabriel free and guard himself on the other side of the table unknown to him Gabriel had a plan
Clambering over the chair and striding on the table Gabriel scooped up the cake to wave it in Sam's face, he couldn't react or deflect Sam shoving his face into the thick layer of icing yelling a defiant but child-like "No"
Gabriel lifted his head - now on his knees on the table top, roughly level with Sam, knowing he was covered in frosting and icing, licking his lips he dropped the mess of remaining cake, gripped Sam's clothes tight to pull him and snogged Sam.
Sam didn't object but he couldn't kiss back with the mountain-load of sugar engraving his entire mouth.
"There" Gabriel licked his lips again, snapping himself clean "Now you've tasted something I'm sure you will remember forever"
Sam nodded, he couldn't control his body anymore. The adrenaline - he wished was just a sugar rush - stopped any form of communication.
Dean walked in with Cas linked to him for stability "Sammy, why do you have chocolate on your mouth and nose?" Dean was laughing, his rhetorical question sent his little
Brother collectively scarlet
"I don't understand" Cas spoke up
"Seems our Brother have been getting to know each other"
"For the record Dean-o" Gabriel shifted himself to the edge of the table - a huge mistake in hindsight "Sam and I-"
Crash.
The entire table turned sideways under Gabriel's surprising weight, books, cake - plus it's podium, papers, Gabriel, more random papers and even a stumbling Sam fused into the floor in a terrible heap
"What the Hell are you Idjits doing to my House?!" Bobby demanded charging in far from impressed.
"My fault" Gabriel raised his arm like a child "I'll clean up"
"You bet your ass you will, boys got a Hunt for you, spirit drowning or killing all it's vics by water death, Sam you-" Bobby pulled a face, having to double-take "clean yourself up, you and Dean head out and stop this mother before it hurts someone else"
"Gabriel are you alright?" Cas only now seemed to care about his Brother's wellbeing
"Just dandy little Bro, Dean will need his arms and body back to go on their... job" Gabriel had to bite back the venom not daring to say the word "Hunt". Cas nodded letting Dean go carefully making his way to his fallen Brother.
"What did you do?"
"Moose and I were getting to know one-another"
Sam had submitted himself to silence, he had no clue how to react to Gabriel and his antics.
Dean pulled Sam away while his body moved on automatic. "Come on Romeo, let's get you cleaned up then set up"
Gabriel tilted his head slightly, enjoying the view of Sam's retreating ass, he didn't bother looking at Dean in the slightest regard.
"Gabriel, who is Romeo? Is he who they are Hunting" Cas rambled off.
Gabriel didn't bother answering too entranced that maybe Humans - no Hunters he corrected himself - weren't such a bad thing after all.
He had very little room to remark now. He had managed to get himself smitten with Sam Winchester.