Over in Gabriel and Sam's world, it's not all calm and smiles either on Thanksgiving. Written as a pair with the Destiel Thanksgiving one that I did.

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Gabriel gripped at Sam's collar; half using it to pull the young man into a kiss and half fixing it before he ran his fingers through the much taller man's hair. "You're too fixated on all of this Sam. It's pretty simple, kiddo. We'll go in there; Dean will hug you like he hasn't seen you in years. There will be a candy bowl around somewhere I'm sure, Cas will have the food going, then we'll all sit down and eat. There's no wrong answer to any of this."

He pulled away and started to fix his collar himself, though his mind was too distracted to really do it any better. "I know but…it's just, this is a big thing for them, and for us. At least I think it is. We're having our first actual family Thanksgiving."

"I know kiddo, I know." Gabriel tilted his head up a bit, a clear sign for Sam to know what to do. With a small chuckle, Sam bent down a bit and kissed his lover's lips. "Now then Samuel, let's finish getting ready, grab the desserts, and head over to your brother's place for a good meal. At least, it will be a good meal so long as your brother wasn't the one to do the cooking."

This pulled a laugh out of Sam, which was exactly what the tricky angel wanted from his lover. "Very funny Gabe, but I'm sure Castiel wouldn't dare let Dean go anywhere near the kitchen, ever. I remember his cooking from when we were little and the simpler the better with that boy."

Gabriel started to reach into his coat jacket's pocket, pulling out a sucker which Sam quickly snatched away from him. "No, you'll ruin your appetite Gabe. No candy until after you eat. I'm serious." The candy-addicted angel pouted for a moment before finally sighing in defeat. "Fine Samuel, no candy until later, but remember this means you owe me double."

Fingers tangled into Gabriel's hair then. "And no messing with Dean. He's probably stressed out as it is, he doesn't need you poking fun at him and getting him all flustered. Either you're going to play nice or we're not going."

Gabriel pouted again, but not for long this time. "Fine fine, I'll play nice with your brother. No tricks, I' promise so long as you promise to make it up to me when we get back home."

Another smile came to Sam's lips then before he brushed them against Gabriel's. "I promise."

"I love you Sam."

Sam's breath hitched, though he had heard this declaration many times before. Still, it always seemed to get him just at the right moment to cause his heart to skip a beat. "Yeah, yeah, I love you too, Gabriel."