Time to start redoing 'Dream Learning'! A small Sabriel fanfic that I love. ^_^ I'm not sure exactly what the warning are going to be so keep a look out for those please.

Ah! Why did I end it here? Oh yeah. So I can have eight chapters even. That and I'm evil. Chapter eight is going to be the last chapter in this story. Get prepared for that. ^_^

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Sam sat on the floor in Gabriel's bedroom staring at the wall trying his hardest to ignore the man on the bed. It's not as if it was that hard since the blond hadn't said a word for the past four nights. Not for lack of trying on his part.

When the hunter came into the room on the first night after their argument Gabriel was simply sitting on the bed his back leaning against the headboard. He didn't greet or even really acknowledge that someone had joined him.

For a moment Sam had been sure that the blond was once again in a coma, but then he saw the blue eyes blink. The man was clearly awake. He just wasn't going to speak or even look at him.

So Sam decided that he was going to do the talking for both of them. Something that was a lot harder than it sounded. Sam might be the talker when it comes to him and Dean, but with Gabriel he was the quiet one.

During the first two nights Sam spoke about everything that had been happening since the archangels death. He hoped that telling him what happened would cause him to jump in and make fun of them or do something at least.

Instead the blond just continued to lay there as if nothing was going on. His eyes were locked on the wall blinking every once in awhile, but other than that there was no reaction that he even heard what was being said.

The third and forth night Sam sat on the edge of the bed simply watching the man. His mind was running wild trying to figure out a way to get the man to react to him. Even if it was just to roll his eyes.

This wasn't the Gabriel that he had come to know. The Gabriel that locked him in a time-loop to force him to get used to the idea of Dean dying. The Gabriel that trapped him and Dean in a television world to get them to take their roles.

The man that was sitting on the bed was the complete opposite. Something that Sam was coming to completely and utterly hate. And there was nothing that he could do about it until he knew what was going on.

Not that the archangel was going to be telling him anything anytime soon. The hunter didn't know why Gabriel was suddenly so keen on locking him out, but he was doing a damn good job at it.

Which is why Sam found himself sitting on the floor trying to figure out what the hell was going on. There had to be a way for him to fix whatever it was that was going on with the blond. Before it was too late.

He had no idea how long it was going to be before Gabriel was going to wake up. He was sure though that the second he did the archangel was going to leave without a second look back.

In the back of his mind he knew that he shouldn't care as much as he did. The man basically tortured him on two separate occasions, but there was something about him. Something that Sam couldn't shake.

Sighing the younger man ran a hand through his hair. He was never more frustrated than when he knew something was wrong and the person that he cared about wouldn't let him help them.

"Damn it, Gabriel," Sam suddenly yelled jumping, "We're not doing this again. I cannot sit here and do nothing another night."

"I'll be fully healed in a few days," Gabriel answered his voice rough from disuse, "Then I'm leaving."

"So you're just going to run away again?"

The blue eyes turned towards Sam for the first time in days. They looked so tired and void of everything that the hunter thought of whenever Gabriel came into his mind. It caused his heart to clench angrily.

"You don't understand," Gabriel shook his head.

"Of course I don't understand," Sam rolled his eyes, "You won't tell me what's going on!"

"Drop it, Julian!"

The room seemed to freeze when the archangels words finally sunk in. He stared at Sam in shock before getting up from the bed and walking out of the room leaving the hunter standing there confused.

"Julian?" Sam whispered.

Blinking a few times the younger man fell onto the bed trying to figure out what had just happened. The furthest he could get though was the feeling of a knife repeatedly being stabbed into his brain.

Taking a deep breath to steel his nerves Sam stood up and left the room knowing he needed to get Gabriel to talk. He didn't get further than the hallway before he found the archangel sitting on the ground his head buried in his hands.

"Gabriel," Sam said sitting next to him, "What is going on?"

"It's in the past," Gabriel responded gently, "I should have left it alone, but I couldn't...I couldn't bring myself to let you go."

"Let me go? You're not making sense!"

There was a desperation in Sam's voice that he couldn't control and he hated it. He was stronger than his voice was making him out to be. He needed to be stronger than whatever it was that was happening.

Reaching out he went to place his hand on the archangels shoulder only to freeze. The shock that raked through his body the last time he touched Gabriel was still clear in his mind and he didn't want to feel that ever again.

"Please," Sam whispered staring into Gabriel's eyes, "Please, tell me what is going on."

"Why does it matter so much?" Gabriel questioned instead, "Why can't you just let it go? I'm going to be gone soon. It doesn't matter anymore."

"Of course it matters!"

"Why? Why does it matter, Sam?"

"Because it's you!"

Gabriel stared at Sam in shock for a moment not expecting that fierce of a reaction. He had hoped that the man hadn't gotten attached to him since they hadn't spent much time together.

It seemed that he was wrong though. Even with everything that he had done to the hunter he still hadn't done enough to make him hate him. He truly had tried too. He tried to stop this from happening.

After all of this time it was just get more and more difficult to keep his distance from the younger man. He needed to end this thing that was between them before it destroyed them both.

There were two problems with that though. The first being that Sam knew who he truly was this time around. He knew that he was an archangel and he was actually accepting about that.

Well, as accepting as a hunter could be when it came to something supernatural. He might not have welcomed him with open arms, but for some reason Sam hadn't looked down on him for everything that he was.

The second problem was that Gabriel found himself not wanting to stop. Now that the younger man was in front of him he wanted nothing more than to be everything that he thought he could be.

Sam saw him as more than just an archangel. He was the only one that ever did that. No matter what time it was or what name he was going by he still had faith in Gabriel for some reason.

"Gabriel, please," Sam said his hand hovering over the blonds shoulder, "Just talk to me."

"Okay," the archangel nodded his head, "Okay."

"Okay? You'll tell me what's going on?"

"I will. If..."

"If... If what?"

Standing up slowly Gabriel stared down at Sam. It wasn't often that someone got to look down on the young hunter, but there was something about the archangel that made him feel so much smaller than he was.

"Tell me why it matters to you so much?" Gabriel asked his voice low, "Why I matter so much?"

Taking a deep breath Sam slowly stood up himself. The blonds eyes locked on his own as he got to his full height. For the first time since the man came back in his life the light was back in those beautiful orbs.

Without thinking Sam grabbed the mans face and pressed their lips together. Instantly it was like his entire body was on fire. Tripping backwards the hunter fell onto the ground his body seizing with pain.

"Sam!" Gabriel yelled as the world around him went dark.