Notes: Established Sabriel, with Dean out of the loop.

True Love

Sam almost looked peaceful, passed out on Bobby's couch. Of course it was due to some demons, which made Dean doubt his brother was sleeping as peacefully as he looked.

Dean swallowed, figuring Sam's dreams weren't somewhere to be right now. Unless you were Lucifer.

Bobby shook his head. "Ya idjits." Dean jumped a little and turned.

Bobby had rolled in to the room, and sighed. "Do you have any idea how to fix this, or does someone have to kiss him?"

"What?" Dean vaguely remembered a few Disney movies, and shook his head. "Really Bobby?"

Bobby shrugged. "You have a better idea? You told me you tried everything else to get him up."

Dean glanced at his sleeping younger brother. "But Bobby… he's not dating anyone." Dean had gotten lucky, he thought, feeling Castiel move next to him. The hunter wrapped his arm around him and pulled him close.

Bobby considered this. "Then we seem to be out of luck."

"I'm not leaving him like this. There has to be something we could do!" Dean insisted.

At that moment, Sam's phone buzzed, cutting Bobby off.

Dean awkwardly reached into Sam's pocket and pulled it out.

A number Dean didn't recognize was texting Sam.

Ur bro gone yet?

Dean hesitated, and texted back.

No.

What are you wearing, Sammy? ;)

Dean almost dropped the phone. "Umm… Maybe Sam was seeing someone."

"Well call her you damn idjit."

Dean muttered about old hunters and hit the call button.

"Hey Samwise!" a cheerful voice greeted Dean, "I thought your brother wasn't gone yet. Are he and Cas staring at each other again?"

Dean ignored the last comment in favor of yelping. "Gabriel?"

"Shit!" the archangel sounded as stunned as Dean.

Dean's jaw worked furiously but nothing came out. "Why are you texting Sam?"

"Apparently I wasn't." Gabriel snarked back. "Why are you on his phone?"

Dean almost asked Gabriel the question again, with a few more adjectives, but hesitated. "Sam was hit by a demons spell, and is currently unconscious. Leave a message and I might tell him when he finally gets up."

Gabriel was silent for a long moment. "You're at Bobby's of course."

"No."

"That's a yes." Gabriel hung up.

Dean stared at Sam's phone like it had come to life and spoke German.

A loud knocking at the door made three of the room's occupants turn, the fourth remaining in his comatose like state.

"Room service!" Gabriel's voice shouted.

Bobby gave Dean a look and called back. "It's not locked!"

Gabriel entered the room a few minutes later, and shrugged. "Now, what seems to be wrong with Sam?"

"That." Dean pointed at him, and Gabriel studied him, from a distance. Dean narrowed his eyes at Gabriel, who said nothing.

Any idea how to fix him?" he asked finally.

Dean shook his head. "Except maybe true love's kiss."

Gabriel flinched. "So you think the person he's dating is the one huh?"

"What?" Dean stared at Gabriel in confusion. "Sam's not seeing anyone!" he ignored the implication that he was dating Gabriel.

Gabriel tensed and glared at Dean. "Are you that blind or were you too busy staring at my brother to notice? Surely Sam left more often, or has some tell that he was meeting someone."

Dean almost said no, but the word died on his lips. Sam had seemed to be in a better place recently. Answers text messages a lot too, some of which had made him laugh outright, but he'd told Dean he was…

Had Dean even asked? Or had he let Sam be distracted so he got time with Cas?

Gabriel arched an eyebrow. "Figured it out did you?"

"How did you know?"

Gabriel stared at Dean. "I've been talking to Sam. Have you?"

Dean didn't answer that. "Why?" he almost grabbed the archangel and pinned him against the wall.

"Because we friended each other on Facebook." Gabriel glared at him, and Dean remembered which one of them could pin who against the wall. Especially when angry.

Gabriel shook his head. "Because Sam wanted a friend, and maybe I wanted one too. You're out of luck though. There's no way the one he's dating can give him true love's kiss."

"Why not?"

Gabriel gave a bitter laugh, golden-brown eyes flashed. "Because he has never once told them he loves them."

Dean froze. "So you think it isn't love?"

"I highly doubt it." Gabriel replied. "I mean… how could it be." That last part had been whispered, but Dean heard it.

"Son of a bitch! He's been seeing you!"

Gabriel hunched his shoulders. "Duh." He looked miserable. "Like I said Dean, it's not… Let's just say we're more friends with benefits or something."

Dean swore. "Fantastic! Would you like to kiss Rapunzel over there?"

Gabriel snorted. "Sam has fabulous hair, but I think you meant to call him Snow White. Learn your fairy tales."

"You sound like Sam." Dean muttered, but felt Castiel's hand on his shoulder.

"Dean?"

Dean glanced back at his angel. "What Cas?"

"I don't think Gabriel meant to harm Sam."

"I'm not the one who did this, so clearly not."

They both ignored him. Cas's eyes never left Dean. "It wouldn't hurt to let him try."

Gabriel chuckled softly. "It won't work."

Dean glanced over at him, and nodded. "Try anyway."

"You are desperate." Gabriel stated, before straddling Sam, to look down at him. He seemed strangely hesitant, as if he thought it wouldn't work but hoped it would. Dean didn't want to think about the archangel padding after his brother and groaned. "Just get it over with would you?"

Gabriel gave Sam a quick kiss on the lips and stayed crouched over him, on his knees, one hand holding him up, the other pressed between him and the couch.

"See?" Gabriel sounded hurt, but swallowed and spoke again. "I told you it wouldn't work. I'm not his true love."

"Perhaps you should kiss me again to be sure." The room all looked at Sam, whose eyes were still closed but he was smiling a little. "And I'd say something about that."

Gabriel looked stunned, as stunned as Dean felt, then leaned forward to give Sam another kiss. This one clearly involved more tongue, and was dirty in a playful sort of way, like they were doing it to freak Dean out. They were doing a spectacular job of it.

Bobby herded Dean and Cas out of the room, Dean swearing he was going to gank that bastard.

XXX

Gabriel pulled back, and chuckled. "Some thanks I get."

Sam looked up at him, and noted Gabriel's eyes were wet. "Am I not enough?" he teased, reaching up with one hand to run his thumb under Gabriel's eye.

Gabriel looked away and Sam watched him blink a few times. "It worked by the way. I didn't dream of Lucifer."

Gabriel grinned. "It did?"

"Not a sign of your brother." Sam promised. Gabriel hesitated, and shifted on top of Sam.

Sam was a little hesitant too. "So… about what you told Dean."

Gabriel glanced at Sam, and he bit his lip. "I could hear bits and pieces of the conversation."

"So you were waking up anyway." Gabriel muttered, what he was thinking written across his face in bright neon. I'm not his true love after all.

Sam shook his head. "No, it was like I was dreaming about what was going on around me."

"Well that's interesting." Gabriel mused, moving as if to get off of Sam.

Sam reached up and pulled him down for a kiss. "I'm sorry." He whispered. "I was scared."

"Scared of what?" Gabriel trembled, whispering against Sam's skin.

Sam's eyes flickered. "Everyone I care about dies Gabe."

"Well, I've never been one for traditions." Gabriel replied easily.

Sam swallowed, and wrapped his arm around Gabriel. "I… I love you."

"No kidding." Gabriel commented. "True love's kiss and all that?"

Sam rolled his eyes at him. "You're insufferable."

"Love you too."

Sam glanced at Gabriel, who grinned, and stole another one of true love's kisses.

XXX

Me: This has to do with sleeping because PB woke me up at five to write this.

PB: Well sor-ry.

Me: This is dedicated to my best friend. Dude, when I pass out in your birthday cake, I want you to know, it was all PB's fault.

PB: XD

Casey: You're evil.

PB: That's right!

Me: * groans *

PB: Hey! You're up! How about a chapter or two of the sequel?

Me: * shoves him in shoebox *

PB: * muffled squeaking noises *

Me: * yawns * should I write another chapter, from Sam's perspective of all this? In between moving all my stuff over to Yourfanfiction. Com, I got an account over there, exact same Pen-name, of course.