Mistletoe

Sam wandered into the living room, glancing up at the gigantic tree, before sitting down on the couch.

Gabriel slid down as if magnetized to him, Sam wrapped his arm around his lover, refraining from more romantic gestures because Dean and Cas were in the room.

"It's quiet."

"I threw the kids outside." Gabriel replied, pressing closer to Sam, "it's good for them."

Dean made a noise, Sam glanced over.

"What?"

"They're all crazy."

"Hey!" Gabriel looked offended, "they're my kids you know."

"I think that's part of the problem."

Sam rolled his eyes, "Dean, they're not crazy. Well, Jourmugand might be." He glanced at Gabriel, "you have to admit, something's not quite right about him."

The former trickster shrugged, "but the rest are fine."

Sam nodded, "yeah, they're all good people."

Dean hesitated, "those scars on Vali…"

Gabriel tensed and Sam glared at Dean, not just because Gabriel had dug his fingers into Sam's thigh. He liked Vali, and he didn't want Dean bringing those up.

"Drop it, Dean." Sam warned, "please."

Dean hesitated, glancing from his brother to Gabriel, "fine."

Gabriel relaxed slightly, for which Sam was grateful, "ask when it's not Christmas, okay Dean-o?"

Dean's response was cut off by the door flying open. Sam had quickly learned to look his bedroom door if he didn't want one of Gabe's kids barging in.

Vali slammed it behind him, "I hope you aren't getting romantic in here."

Sam rested his arm on the back of the couch, "and if we were."

"Ew! I sit on that couch!"

Gabriel laughed, cocking on eyebrow at his youngest son, "what are you doing in here?"

"Looking for our ice skates. The ponds are frozen over, and we're skating on the big one." He hurried to the basement, "I will be coming back so don't do anything traumatizing." He winked, contorting his scars.

Sam turned to Gabriel, "skating?"

"Yes. They used to play hockey but I had to forbid that."

Sam didn't even want to ask, so he went with a different question, "the big pond, that's the one we swam in during the summer right?"

"Yep!" Gabriel leered slightly, Sam fought back the blush, he knew that Gabe liked him in swim trunks. His face changed, "ever been ice skating?"

Sam paused, he had, during college, with Jess. It had been fun, once he'd gotten the hang of it, "not for awhile."

"well if the big pond is frozen over enough that they're skating we could go on the smaller one."

Sam considered it, finally shrugging, "I could use some fresh air."

Gabriel grinned, and they both looked over when they heard Vali's steps on the stairs.

"Obnoxious much?" Gabriel muttered, making Sam grin.

Vali threw the door open, glanced at them, grinned, and hurried to the front door.

Gabriel whistled, "Vali!"

His son turned, and Sam suddenly found himself in a heated kiss. Gabriel's tongue was already in his mouth, and he ended up just going along with it.

Gabriel pulled back, smirking, Sam glanced over at Vali.

He stood there, jaw hanging open, one eye narrowed slightly, before he spun around and raced out, shouting over his shoulder.

"That was not necessary, thank you, thank you so much!"

Gabriel laughed, Sam shoved him away slightly, when he risked a look at Dean, his brother had a very similar look to Vali.

"I think I'll go read a book." He replied, "if that's how you're going to be Gabriel."

Gabriel shrugged, though he looked a little guilty, "but Sam…"

"Hmm…"

Gabriel pointed up; Sam braced himself before looking up at the ceiling.

"How long has that mistletoe been there?"

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Me: Well that didn't go where I was expecting. Also, Vali's scars are from when he had to kill his brother, which is why they don't like to talk about them. And this was originally about skating but somebody had to shove his tongue down Sam's throat.

PB: * taps the calendar *

Me: Oh shut up! So thinks such as finals and last minute shopping got in the way of my writing. I'll just go over Christmas, big deal.

Casey: Is that all?

Me: Of course not! Did you think I forgot you've been with us two years?

Casey: Well you did last year!

Me: I'm sorry. I know it's not exact, but happy two years with us Casey. Thank you for agreeing to stay in my mind for so long. Oh, he's a guy by the way.