Disclaimer: Supernatural isn't mine.

Winter Winds

Sam stepped into the hotel room with a swirl of winter winds. Snow flew in near his shoes, as he kicked them against the floor to get the snow off the bottoms.

Gabriel quickly shut Sam's shirt drawer and the hunter made a note to be careful when getting dressed tomorrow.

"I'm not even going to ask." Sam muttered, shutting the door with one foot. He tossed his gloves on the table, slowly releasing the tension in his shoulders now that the cold winter air had stopped blowing at him.

Gabriel merely gave a playful smirk, before noticing Sam rubbing his hands together. "How bad is it out there?"

"It has to be below twenty." Sam's teeth chattered, and he moved away from the door, further into the warm room.

"You should've taken the hunt in Florida." Gabriel retorted, grinning. "I rather like snow."

"That's because you don't feel cold." Sam retorted, sitting down on the bed.

Gabriel gave him a look. "I feel cold, I just don't mind it."

"A little cold I don't mind either, but it's bitterly cold out there." Sam rubbed his hands together.

Gabriel gave him a grin, and waggled his eyebrows. "I know ways to beat off the cold."

He laughed at the wide eyed look Sam gave him, "That comes later." He held up one finger, before turning around, looking for the microwave. Sam no longer wondered if the hotels they stayed at had one, or if Gabriel just snapped one into existence.

"I figured you'd be cold so here." He passed Sam a mug of steaming hot chocolate.

"I don't tell you how wonderful you are nearly enough." Sam wrapped his hands around the blue mug, the warmth soaking into his chilled muscles.

Gabriel grinned, sitting down gently next to Sam so he didn't spill. "No, you don't but that's okay."

Sam took a small sip, it had cooled enough not to burn his mouth, and it tasted amazing. "What did you do, steal this from the gods?"

Gabriel laughed a genuine laugh that Sam loved, "nope. It's called milk Sammy."

Sam smiled, glad to find Gabriel in a good mood, and continued drinking.

Gabriel's mouth twitched and Sam reached up to wipe away the moustache he was sure he had.

"I've got it." Gabriel twisted to kiss him; Sam deepened the kiss, making sure to keep his hold on the empty mug.

Gabriel pulled his hand out of Sam's hair to snap his fingers, the mug disappearing and freeing Sam's hands.

"Warm enough yet Sam?" Gabriel asked, with a cocky smirk.

Sam looked up in thought, ignoring Gabriel's kisses on his now exposed neck. I don't know, what was that about knowing ways to beat off the cold?"

Gabriel untangled himself, "well, there's hot soup, warm fires…"

Sam dragged him in for another kiss. "Tease."

Gabriel's only response was to chuckle against Sam's mouth.

XXX

Me: Brr! * huddled in front of heater * Finally it looks like winter.

PB: You missed New Years!

Casey: and Christmas, which is my one year anniversary.

Me: Sorry! I had ideas, I was just… * desperately searching * afraid the Mayan Doomsday would occur?

PB: Sure…

Me: So I was distracted! Life happens, I'm back now!