Gabriel looked lost as he looked around, fidgeting heavily. His fingers moved wildly around one another as he kept looking for something.
Sam tucked her phone into her back pocket, coming up to him. "What's up?" she asked, hearing Dean and Johnny in the kitchen cleaning the dishes. She was usually the one washing dishes, it was only fair considering that Dean cooked, but for now she was on Gabriel duty.
Gabriel glanced at her and then looked around once more, waving his hand, his brow furrowed.
"Its an underground bunker, heavily warded and protected." Sam told him. "You're safe here, don't worry."
Gabriel shook his head, still looking around. He waved his hand over his head, making the sleeves fly slightly. The clothes were a bit big on him and it made him look...younger almost. A touch vulnerable especially with the look on his face.
She was going to take a wild guess on what he wanted. "You want to go outside?" she asked.
Gabriel nodded at that, a look of relief on his face. Sam nodded as well before taking the lead towards the front door, seeing Gabriel follow her through the main war room and up the circular staircase. Opening the door brought them to the field that hid the bunkers entrance and Sam turned back to look at Gabriel.
The look of relief and joy on his face was almost palpable. She brought them over to a more grassy part of the field and sat down, watching Gabriel all but sink to his knees, burying his hands in the ground breathing in deeply. The sun was setting but some of its rays were still warm enough to feel and he brought his head up to face them.
Sam leaned back on the heel of her hands, just watching the sky to give him more privacy. She wasn't sure what he had gone through or for how long, but it didn't matter, whatever he needed to ground himself and realize that he was out she was willing to help with.
She sent a quick text to Dean so that he knew where she was and laid her phone on her lap, lost in her own thoughts.
This...this was nice. To be outside, still warm, a little wind, and just complete silence around her. Just the ground under her and the sky above her. They were far away enough from town that no one would come out here for any reason and it was just...pure...silence.
She hasn't had this for a while, she realized. The silence, the calmness, she hasn't had that since she came back to life. It was always Dean by her side or Johnny by her side or something else happening.
She loved them both, she loved them dearly, but this moment made her realize just how much she needed the space and needed the quiet just for a few seconds. She couldn't do this for long, her mind would immediately go into overdrive and start to overthink everything, but having this for a minute or two.
It wasn't bad.
She didn't realize that she was crying until Gabriel touched her shoulder to get her attention. She blinked and turned to look at him, suddenly feeling the tears on her cheeks. She brought her hand up to wipe at it, not caring if she left grass or dirt stains.
"Sorry." Sam mumbled, wiping her face on her sleeves. "You need something?"
Gabriel just looked at her, hand going down to her arm and squeezing it once.
Sam just stared at him. "You're right about the nephilim, that it kills the mother when it's born." she whispered. "And I've been through a lot, I've suffered a lot," there was a flash of guilt that shot over Gabriels face at that and she continued. "But all of that kinda paled in comparison to that birth. I felt like...like I was being burned in the worst way. But not with fire, with ice." she shuddered, her voice falling to a whisper. "He burns cold, y'know?"
Gabriel's eyes widened at that, realization hitting him at her words.
"I don't know where he got the idea, or what he was thinking, I don't give a damn." Sam whispered, voice cracking. "And then when it came to it and I was giving birth? The baby had opened a crack in the universe, a doorway to a different universe where apparently Dean and I didn't exist. And now he's stuck there and he's not getting out."
She took a deep breath. "But our mom is there too, she's stuck there too and we need to go and get her, we're not leaving her there. It's just…" her breath hitched.
"I'm terrified that when we go to rescue her, I'm going to run into him." she continued. "And I have no idea what I'm going to do if we do."
Taking a deep breath, Sam tried to compose herself. "But you know what? In the end, I got Johnny. I got him and he'll never have him. Johnny doesn't want to be anything like him and he's not going to be. He thought that he was going to get a powerhouse and a strong ally that'll listen to him and do whatever he says, Johnny is the exact opposite."
"Johnny Winchester is my son, and my son alone." Sam said, turning to look at him deadon. "And we need your help to train him. He's powerful, very powerful, but he has no control and no real outlet. We tried to do something simple and he lost control very fast. He needs guidance, he needs your help. I need your help."
Gabriel just stared at her for a moment before he nodded, squeezing her arm one more time.
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