Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, Sherlock, Norse mythology or Christmas.
Gabriel has kids in this universe and they celebrate Christmas in this universe.
Presents
Sam had come to the conclusion Christmas shopping for an archangel was all but impossible.
He'd taken care of Dean, Bobby, Castiel, and Gabriel's kids. But not his boyfriend. He honestly had no idea what the archangel could possible want. Other than chocolate. And sex. And Sam. Since he was getting all three anyway Sam had ruled those out as far as presents were concerned.
Sam glanced at his open laptop, and wondered what he'd get if he googled it.
He needed to figure something out though, so that he had time to worry about what Gabriel was getting him. No, he hadn't forgotten the incident with the partridge and while Gabriel had sent it somewhere else and promised not to do it again, it was unlikely Sam would let him live it down.
Sam leaned back against the chair, what to get Gabriel… Hmm… He narrowed his eyes and sat up. He quickly typed something on the laptop and grinned. Yes, he could afford that, especially if he hustled a few games of pool, and Gabriel would be thrilled. He exited out and cleared his search history, not that he thought Gabriel couldn't over-ride it somehow, but it should prevent Dean from mocking him, and Gabriel probably wouldn't look anyway.
Speaking of Dean, Sam looked out the hotel window, seeing the Impala pull into the parking lot. Perfect, Dean and dinner was here.
Sam started searching for some quick hunts, since they were going to Bobby's this year and would be heading that direction.
Dean opened the door, Sam looked up.
"Did you get lost?"
Dean paused, and set the food on the table. "No, bitch."
"Jerk." Sam grabbed the bag and his salad, "then what?"
Dean looked away, "nothing."
Sam paused, grinning slightly, "did you go looking for a present for someone?"
"As if you're getting presents this year."
Sam scoffed, "I meant a certain angel."
Dean gave him a look, "why would I buy Gabriel a present?"
Sam just shook his head, taking a bite of his salad.
"Well, I know what I'm getting Gabriel, though I'd need a week off of hunting at some point to do it."
Dean paused, swallowed his bite of burger and looked up, "fine, what should I get Cas, I have no idea."
Sam grinned widely, wondering for a moment how much his lover had rubbed off on him, before leaning forward, "come on Dean, I'm sure you have some idea."
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Gabriel paced through his living room, glaring at Fenrir and Vali who snickered from their spots on the couch.
"It's not funny."
"Yes, it is." Fenrir retorted, smirking. Vali nodded in agreement with his oldest brother, Gabriel turned away from his sons.
"You're over thinking it." Fenrir continued, "so long as it's from you he should love it. Unless it's a partridge."
Gabriel whirled to see Vali press his face into his elbow, shoulders shaking. Fenrir gave him an innocent look that would've fooled no one.
"He still hasn't figured it out?" Jourmugand asked as he hurried down the stairs, brushing the garland on the railing.
"Nope." Fenrir shook his head, Gabriel resumed pacing.
"What are we all here for? Season 3 of Sherlock?" Hel asked, leaning in from the kitchen.
"You'll have to be patient."
Gabriel ignored his children as Hel and Fenrir began debating Sherlock and other BBC shows and whether or not Steven Moffat was possessed.
Gabriel sighed, spinning around, and almost crashed into Sleiphnir.
"Why are you all here?" he demanded, looking over his children.
"We were planning on watching something, but someone keeps pacing in front of the TV." Jourmugand replied, resting his elbows on the back of the couch.
Fenrir suddenly chuckled, "maybe you should just tell him you've turned pagan. Haven't celebrated Christmas in years, and he doesn't have to get you anything either."
Gabriel began to respond but Vali scoffed, "but since it's the Winter Solstice a virgin scarafice would be lovely."
Fenrir started laughing and almost couldn't get out his response, "if they can't get a virgin will Sam do?"
Gabriel shook his head as Jourmugand joined in with his brothers.
Fenrir managed to pull himself together, "come on, really now. Sam likes research. Just give him some book that's supposedly destroyed or something. Steal a scroll from the Library of Alexandria, and he'll probably be thrilled."
Gabriel stared at him for a long moment then grinned, "that would be perfect, thank you Fenrir, I love you."
"But not the rest of us." Vali remarked sarcastically, as Gabriel snapped his fingers. He knew just the scroll to get Sam, he'd just have to pick up a translation guide somewhere.
XXX
Me: What do you get if you google 'what to get an archangel for Christmas'?
Casey: Do we want to know?
Me: Probably not. Anyway, hey readers (if you're still out there)! So, I'm going to try for twelve days of Christmas, should be fun. Most will be set in this storyline, of Team Free Will and Gabriel's kids getting ready for Christmas, with Casey as a brick joke.
Casey: Thanks.
Me: Welcome.
PB: GET THIS BOW OFF ME!
Dean: But you're my present to Gabriel.
PB: Uh huh, that's gonna be a no.
Me: Dean get away from my muse! So, readers, as I was saying one fic might be set in a different 'verse. Here's your hint, it would be a 'verse you've seen before.
PB: It would be two if we can convince Anime to show how the crew of The Loki celebrates Christmas.
Me: * glares at him * Hush you, or I'll put you in a present myself.