Disclaimer: I don't own any part of these handsome gentlemen. Or the show they're in.

"So, any Fourth of July plans?" Gabriel asked, sitting on the bed. Sam looked up from his laptop.

"No, not really."

Gabriel sighed. "Well that's no fun kiddo."

Sam looked at his boyfriend, who grinned at him. "What's the point of this Gabriel?"

Gabe considered it. "Hmm… spend a holiday with the human I love, enjoy myself, maybe see some fireworks. Gee, I clearly have a hidden agenda."

Sam looked down. "I didn't mean to offend you."

Gabriel grinned. "Aw, you didn't. I just meant maybe I wanted to do it because… I wanted to do it."

Sam gave him a small smile. "Fireworks are always cool."

"See?" Gabriel grinned. "Plus, I doubt Bobby would complain about having you over. Plus this is even Dean's kind of holiday, get some fried chicken or hamburgers, we're set for dinner."

"Not hamburgers. After Famine… Let's just say Cas tolerates them for Dean." Sam offered.

Gabriel blinked. "That explains Dean's investments in mouth wash. Anyway, fried chicken then?"

Sam chuckled, "Call it a date?"

"Bring your handsome self and it's bound to be." Gabriel genuinely grinned.

XXX

It took a small amount of convincing to get Dean to agree. Holidays weren't a Winchester thing. But they weren't hunting anything, and any excuse to see Bobby was good. Dean caved when Sam pointed out what Gabriel had, the dinner plans.

Dean grinned. "Fried chicken?"

"And pies, lemonade, beer, I think Gabriel mentioned chips?" Sam listed, and Dean nodded eagerly.

"Sounds like a plan to me." He hesitated though. "Cas, what do you think?"

The blue-eyed angel's focus was on Dean, as always. "I will join, and I hope I will enjoy it as much as you hope to."

Sam didn't quite understand but his brother spoke Cas. "So we're in. Let's go, Bobby's is a good drive."

Sam sprawled out in the backseat, demoted for Cas. Dean was cranking AC/DC, and Sam was tempted to sing along just to torture him.

"That's what I'm for." Gabriel commented, suddenly appearing on top of Sam. "Sorry I had a few things to take care of."

Sam wasn't sure what Gabriel needed to do, but then Gabriel kissed Sam.

"Hey! I can see you two!"

"And I have to deal with you eye-screwing my brother. Yours isn't complaining so shut up and drive." Gabriel stated, and Sam chuckled. Gabriel must've heard him over the music somehow, because he grinned back.

"Having fun already Sam?"

Sam nodded. "Yes, actually."

"Good." Gabriel smiled, and Sam kissed him this time. Dean made a few gagging noises, but Gabriel threatened ducktape and Dean shut up.

XXX

Bobby must've been expecting them, or that's one of the things Gabriel took care of because when they pulled up, he was standing there.

"About time you idjits got here." He gave them both hugs, as Gabriel and Cas stood off to one side.

"I'm sure you know which rooms are yours, it'll be awhile until dinner." Bobby told them.

Gabriel raised an eyebrow and Sam gave him a look.

"Fine." Gabriel grinned though, clearly not minding being rejected. He'd probably been joking anyway.

He did follow Sam around the house though, until Sam finally got tired of it, and dragged him into the bedroom for a passionate make out session. It went no further, and would've last longer, had Dean not shouted.

"Get your asses down here, I don't want to know what you're doing, but I'm not waiting for you two lovebirds to finish whatever it is you're doing."

Gabriel, who'd been working on making bruise number three on Sam's neck, chuckled, the sound moving from him to Sam. "Well, then." He snapped his fingers, and Sam's neck was mark free.

"I'll make more later, and this way your brother doesn't throw something." Gabriel informed the depressed looking Sam.

Sam shrugged, and attempted to quickly straighten his clothes.

The two made their way outside, and joined Cas, Dean and Bobby.

Dean gave Sam a look, but Sam ignored him, and the dinner got underway. Sam even enjoyed the greasy food, but almost choked on his pie when he saw what Gabriel was doing with a popsicle. Gabriel smirked at him and stuck out his tongue, which was now bright red. Sam waited until Gabriel had finished the popsicle to kiss him, getting a mouthful of cherry flavor.

Dean didn't have to interrupt them, a loud explosion did that. They looked up to see the fireworks grace the sky. Gabriel pulled away slightly, moving his arm so that he could hold hands with Sam.

Sam gently squeezed Gabriel's hand. "Thank you for insisting we celebrate."

Gabriel grinned at him. "Hey, I just wanted to see you happy. Happy Fourth, kiddo."

"Happy fourth of July, Gabe."

And yes, they kissed. Under fireworks, and it was very romantic.

Me: Okay, the fact that we got no fireworks where I lived totally didn't prompt this.

PB: Sure.

Me: You gave me six plots to work with, two of which are for the Avengers. I am not talking to you.

Casey: o.O

PB: Whatever.

Me: Happy belated Fourth to my readers in the US. To everyone else, well, Happy Saturday.