AN. Hey, amazing, beautiful people who're reading this. I want to thank you all for reading and reviewing. It really helped motivate me to write more, and it brightened my day considerably. You guys don't know how much it actually means to me that people are reading my work and actually enjoying it. I probably should have put a general warning at the start for cursing, but I'd hope you guys expect cursing since this is the Supernatural fandom. If what's planned in my head actually comes out onto my compute screen and into this fanfiction, I'm just going to drop a warning right here that there will be hints of severe depression later on in the fic. Hopefully, it shouldn't be triggering, but I'll make sure to warn you at the beginning of the chapter just in case. If you don't want to read the chapter for fear it'll be triggering, don't be afraid to send me a message asking for a small summary of the chapter. I don't want you guys getting upset over my writing. If you guys are expecting smut at any point in this fic, I'm sorry to say you'll probably be disappointed. I wouldn't know where to start. Sorry! So, please, enjoy this chapter and try to ignore any grammatical errors there may be – I'm a terrible proof reader. I hope any mistakes that you do see don't ruin the story for you. (I know that when I'm reading fanfiction, a lot of mistakes can really put me off.) And, send in your reviews if you want/have the time to. It's always great to see what you guys think. Okay, I'm going to stop talking now and get on with writing.

The very best,

Tricky.

Sam didn't know how long he'd slept for, but he did know that when he woke up, Gabriel was gone. His heart began to hammer in his chest as he stared at the branch where Gabriel had been before he drifted off. A small amount of relief flitted through him as he realized he still had Gabriel's phone in his hand. However, it still posed the question; where in the hell was Gabriel? After casting a glance at the ground, Sam dropped cautiously from the branch, wincing slightly as he landed. Just as he was about to push his way out of the leaves, a small snuffling sound caught his attention. Sam turned around slowly, shining the phone towards the source of the noise. There, curled in the groove between two exposed roots was Gabriel. The blond was curled in a tight ball, his nose resting on his knees, and he made the odd snuffling noise every now and then. Sam couldn't help but stare. It wasn't his fault the smaller boy was completely and utterly adorable when he was asleep. However, Sam couldn't stare for long. He had to wake Gabriel up so he could go home and face the wrath of his father for cutting classes. Kneeling down beside Gabriel, the brunet shook his shoulder lightly.

"Hey, Gabe," He murmured softly. "Wake up, man."

"Piss off." Gabriel yawned as he cracked one eyelid open, revealing a honey colored eye. "Can't you see I was trying to sleep?"

"Yeah, but, Gabe, I only woke up because I could have sworn I heard the bell to signal the end of the day. I mean, I gotta get home, man, but I couldn't just leave you." Gabriel grunted as Sam finished speaking, getting to his feet.

"Whatever." He yawned, stretching his arms above his head. "Doesn't bother me. You could've left me here." Sam rolled his eyes at Gabriel, making to head out of the leaves.

"I'll walk you home." The taller boy offered, smiling a little."I don't think it's safe for you to walk on your own. You look a little disorientated." In truth, Sam couldn't care less if Gabriel was tired. He just wanted an excuse to walk the youngest Novak home. Gabriel merely shrugged in response, stifling another yawn. Taking that as a "Yay, sure Sammy, you can walk me home! I'd love that!", Sam tugged at his wrist and pulled him out of the cover of the trees.

When they broke out of the shade, Sam groaned loudly. It was later than he'd thought. The sun had already begun to set, and the sky was a mixture between a light pink and a dusty blue. The clouds were dark, though the edges tinted with baby pink. Gabriel, too, noticed this.

"Damn, Sammy. We should probably sprint or something." He remarked, casting a glance up at the sky.

"That, Gabriel, is not a bad idea." Sam chuckled, fingers moving down to grasp his hand. If you asked Sam at a later date why he took Gabriel's hand, he'd say it was because they'd move quicker if he had his hand instead of his wrist. However, the only reason Sam took his hand was because he wanted to. It's as simple as that. He just wanted to. With both faces dusted a light red, the boys broke into a run; Gabriel murmuring directions to Sam.

It must have taken about twenty minutes to get back to the street they both lied in, as, by the time they arrived, the sky was growing darker. The streaks of pink had become a violet color, and the street lamps had been turned on. Sam stopped outside his house and turned to Gabriel.

"See you tomorrow?" He asked, a hopeful note lingering in his voice.

"See you tomorrow Sam." Gabriel nodded, grinning. As Sam made his way up the pathway to his house, Gabriel's voice stopped him.

"Hey, Sam!" The blonde grinned, walking back up to him. "You forgot something."

Sam tilted his head, a look of confusion on his face, "What?"

"My phone number." Gabriel smirked, pulling a piece of paper out of his pocket and handing it to Sam before winking and strutting across the road to his own home.

"You are unbelievable, Gabriel Novak!" Sam called after him, rolling is eyes before making his way inside; ready to explain his lateness and lack of attending classes to his father.

AN. This chapter seems rushed and filler-y to me. Does it seem like that to you guys?