Chapter V- Wake Up
Sam huffed sending a strand of his hair into the air only for it to flop back onto his face. He heaved himself out of bed, he made his way down the hallway. They had put Cas in one of the spare rooms not too far away from Dean and Sam's rooms just in case he woke up. Judging by Dean's closed door he wasn't up yet which was typical of him. Sam usually had the morning to himself to research and make the first pot of coffee. Instead he stood in the spare bedroom's doorway. He stared at Dean who was slumped over in a chair, facing away from him reclining his head on Cas's upper chest. It looked uncomfortable, but very intimate, in normal circumstances Sam would snicker and take blackmail pictures. Now Sam just shut the door quietly, and started slowly towards the kitchen. He hoped Cas woke up soon, it was as devastating to see Dean like this. It had been two days, Cas was doing good there was only a faint scar where the angel blade the vampire used to stab Cas. Sam had checked every back pocket he had in his possession, he couldn't find whatever it was Gabriel had placed for Sam to contact the archangel. It was so frustrating for Sam and damn tempting to just shake Castiel until he woke up.
Sam began pouring his coffee, "Back pocket….maybe I should look in Dean's jeans too? Back pockets...Wait. Why didn't I think of this earlier! It's Gabriel you're dealing with Sammy! I swear to- Gabe if you seriously did what I think you did I'm going to choke the grace out of you." Sam quickly places the coffee pot back to its holder. Turning on the bathroom light, Sam shut the door and faced the mirror. Bracing himself he turned around and slid his boxers down, Sam looked back at his ass in the reflection. "Press to summon ;)" scrawled in Sharpie made its way across his right ass cheek while the left had a button and an arrow drawn. Sam sighed, if this is how Gabriel wanted to do this fine, but there was going to be conditions.
The bathroom wasn't the best room for this, so Sam pulled his boxers up and walked to his room. Private and large enough, he locked the door and lightly pushed the place on his butt he knew the button was. Sam wasn't sure if he had to pull his boxer down for the button to work so when he didn't see any archangels standing in his room he gently pulled his boxers down only so his left cheek was put he pressed again. Sam heard a snicker behind him, and turned around to see Gabriel smirking.
"Nice to see you Sammoose, you rang? I thought it would take longer."
Sam crossed the room and balled his fist into Gabriel's jacket, the archangel's cheeky expression melted into something that mimicked concern.
"What the hell did you do to him?" Sam seethed, Gabe could see the taller man's eyes darken.
"Me? I didn't do anything, it's not my fault you and Dean didn't go to your hunt prepared."
Sam raises his fist and slammed it into Gabriel's face, if it wasn't for the archangel's grace his face would be toast. Sam knew it wouldn't do much but it didn't mean it would feel good.
"Woah, you don't need to damage the merchandise." Gabe faced away from Sam and spat blood onto the floor.
"What do you want." Sam could feel his teeth straining at how tightly he was clenching them.
"I already told you. I want a date, then I give your brother and my lil bro a perfect moment to confess their undying love to each other." The archangel pushed Sam off of him and made his way to the desk behind Sam.
"Well Sam what do you say?"
The larger man paused and pursed his lips.
"Fine. But there are going to be conditions."
"Okay then Sammich, I can work with that.