Written by IwRiTe4yOu (lucifers-otp)
Kevin and Crowley were in the kitchen, bickering about some new thing Kevin had found to complain about to try and get Crowley either shoved back in the dungeon or kicked out of the bunker completely. Sam was in the library reading, with Gabriel laying across his lap playing with who knows what. Dean was in the den talking with Charlie, and Castiel was listen to them talk intently about something called "Star Trek." Charlie insisted that 'The Original Series' was the best thing since sliced bread, but Dean was arguing that the reboot was definitely more entertaining. Cas was interested for a only a second when Charlie suggested that the only reason that Dean like the reboot better is because he thought the main actors were more attractive.
Overall, it was what everyone had come to think of as a normal day for the occupants, and one guest, of the bunker. None of the jobs had been close enough to the bunker for any of them to go out, but Sam had made a few calls and made sure that another hunter would be there to resolve the issue. Things were quiet, and definitely becoming… a little boring.
But the Christmas party planning was still in full swing. They hadn't gotten much of what they needed, but it was still only the ninth of Christmas. An hour later Kevin had stormed off to his room, Crowley was talking with Sam about the book that he had just finished, Gabriel and Charlie were talking, and Dean and Cas were silently enjoying the other's company.
Everything was quiet, so no one found any suspicion when Charlie turned around and asked them an 'innocent' question. "Hey Sam, Dean, Cas, I was just talking with Gabe about the party and I remembered that, back when I was really little, my grandparents used to own a cabin around here where we used to keep all of our Christmas decorations. Would you guys mind going to get them?"
Dean stood up, holding out a hand to help up Castiel. "Sure, do you know where the cabin is located?"
"My grandparents left it to me in their will; let me go find the address. It's in the stuff that I moved into my room."
She returned a few minutes later, and soon the four men were on their way, in Gabriel's truck rather than the Impala, much to Dean's complaint. Because of all of this, they soon found themselves in the predicament that they should have expected.
"Gabriel! I swear to god whatever you did to this truck… I'm going to kill you!" Dean yelled.
Sam and Castiel were both fuming inside of the cabin. They had found no Christmas decorations in any part of the house, and because they had looked for so long the snowfall had practically become a blizzard. It was falling fast and hard, the roads were nearly covered to the point of being impossible to drive on and now the truck wouldn't start. Gabriel was cackling as he sat on the top of the truck. They should have known that this was something Gabe and Charlie had put together.
"Oh, come on, it's an isolated cabin, in the dead of winter, and we're snowed in. It's romantic!"
"There is nothing romantic about freezing to death!" Dean spat.
Sam called outside, "Dean, Cas and I got the fire started. It looks like we're going to be snowed in soon, so we may as well get comfortable."
Dean jogged over to the cabin, rubbing his hands together to try and get some feeling back in them. Gabriel hopped off of the top of the car and walked over, but Sam only glared at him and shut the door. Gabriel stood there, confused about what had just happened. He walked to the door and pulled on the handle, but it was locked. He knocked, but no one came back to get him.
Walking over to where the living room was located and he knocked on the window. Cas looked up and gave his brother an apologetic look, but soon turned back towards the hunters and cuddled closer to Dean, sharing the warmth of the fire.
Gabriel just watched them and groaned. This was definitely not how he had expected the night to go. He jumped into the bed of the truck and scooped out some snow to make himself comfortable. It was going to be a really long night. He'd exhausted his angel 'mojo', as Dean called it, pulling too many pranks, and he couldn't just zap himself inside.
Inside two hunters and an angel were talking. "Sam, why did you lock Gabriel outside? The cabin isn't unpleasant. It actually is a nice night away from the constant bickering of our prophet and ex-king of Hell." Castiel questioned.
Sam laughed, "I'm going to let him in eventually, I just thought that he should be taught that he can't just drag us into every little scheme of his. I do have to admit, the cabin does have a pretty romantic atmosphere."
Castiel smiled and leaned against a grinning Dean. Sam couldn't help but chuckled as seeing the two look so happy together. "You know, I can leave you two alone for a while if you'd like the privacy." Sam teased.
Castiel's face immediately turned red and Dean's grin grew wider. He hugged Cas a little bit closer to him. Castiel's reaction was enough to send Sam into a laughing fit. The poor angel did not deal with his newfound emotions well.
Suddenly Dean stood up and held his hands out to help his boyfriend up. "C'mon Cas, let's go see if they have any hot chocolate or something to warm us up."
Sam rolled his eyes as the other men walked playfully to the kitchen. Dean had his hand in the back pocket of Castiel's jeans; Cas was leaning into Dean smiling and, taking advantage of their position, Dean stole a quick kiss, not knowing that his little brother was watching.
Maybe the "Trap Everyone in a Cabin" plan hadn't been such a douche move after all. Dean and Cas were happy, and the four of them could finally spend a night completely alone.
Sam stood and walked over to the window looking out at the oldest of the four of them. He was sitting content in the bed of the truck, head leaning against the truck, looking up and smiling at the falling snow. The hunter ran over to the front door and stood in the doorway.
"You can come in now if you promise to behave." Sam teased.
Gabriel looked over to him and grinned, "I'm always on my best behavior."
Sam smiled and shook his head. "Sure, now get in the cabin before you freeze to death."
Gabriel jumped out of the truck and jogged into the house, "Angels don't freeze. I would have been fine." He stood on his tiptoes and tugged on the collar of Sam's shirt, pulling him into a kiss.
The taller man instantly flinched backwards. "You may be impervious to the cold, but I am not. You are freezing cold!"
"I know a ton of things that we could do to warm up," Gabriel answered, suggestively waggling his eyebrows.
Sam smiled and kissed his boyfriend, then took one last glance towards the window. "Well seeing as we're stuck here for the rest of the night."
Gabriel grinned and they walked towards the back of the cabin, just as giddy as a new couple. They walked passed the kitchen to see Castiel sitting on a counter, kissing Dean furiously. Both were flushed and completely immersed in the other. Sam cleared his throat as he passed, interrupting them. Seconds later Dean stuck his head out of the kitchen and grinned at the other couple.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" He teased.
"There's not much you wouldn't do Dean!" Sam threw back.
Dean just laughed and retreated as they all settled in for a long, happy night of being snowed in. All thanks to the plan of an Archangel and a conniving little sister.