Gabe's POV
Gabe heard the doorbell ring, and crept out of his room so his dad didn't hear him. The door slammed shut as he dragged Cas inside.
"Where were you?!" Dad snarled, shaking Cas really hard.
"I-I-We were coming home." Cas said, absolutely terrified.
"You're late!" Dad smacked Cas.
"S-s-sorry...There was t-traffic." He whimpered, trying to shrink away.
"Hey, Cas!" Gabe said loudly, catching their dad's attention.
"What?" He snapped glaring up at Gabe.
"I was just hoping to ask Cas a question, father." Gabe spat out.
"That's sir to you, boy!" he shouted.
"You keep telling yourself that, Old Man." Gabe smirked, coming down the stairs.
Their father dropped Cas, who crumpled, and went over to where Gabe was standing, now at the bottom of the steps.
"What do you want you little fag?!" He grabbed Gabe by the neck and threw him.
"Sorry, is 'fag' meant to be offensive? In Britain, fag means cigarette." Came his sarcastic reply.
"Yeah, well we aren't in Britain."
"Congratulations on that amazing revelation. You want a cookie?" Gabe said in a voice that greatly resembled one you'd use on a toddler.
"Shut up!" He shouted, pushing Gabriel over.
"Ohh, best comeback of all time." The golden-haired boy taunted, standing up and brushing 'dust' off his clothes.
"You listen to me boy," he snarled, "You're going to have to start showing me some respect."
"Really? And if I don't? What are you going to do then? Cry to your mommy?"
"I'll kill you!" their father yelled going to slap Gabe in the face. Cas, who stood watching throughout the exchange, stepped in and was hit instead of Gabriel.
"Cas, are you okay?!" Gabe cried out in surprise. He stepped around Cas to their father. "You did not just hit my brother." Gabriel hissed, punching his stomach.
"I'm fine, Gabriel." Cas assured him.
"No." Gabe turned around, "Go upstairs and pack two bags, one for me, one for you. Don't forget phones and chargers. We're leaving."
"The hell you are!" Their father screamed, raising his fist again.
"Yes, we are." Gabe said defiantly, Cas running upstairs quickly, while Gabe went into the kitchen and grabbed every food item he could and stuffed them into a grocery store bag. Gabriel and Cas met back in front of the stairs, ready to leave. "Let's go."
They walked out of the house, three bags in tow, running as far from the house as they could, hearing their father screaming behind them.
"I'LL FIND YOU! BOTH OF YOU! RUN AS FAR AS YOU WANT, BUT I WILL FIND YOU TWO!" He kept repeating, only making them run faster.
Sam's POV
When Dean comes back, his eyes are flashing with an anger Sam's never seen before. His jaw is clenched and green eyes stone cold.
"You okay, Dean?" Sam asks as Dean slams the Impala door.
"Fine." Dean snaps. "Let's just get out of here."
"Okay." Sam dropped it. Obviously Dean's not okay, but he doesn't want to tell me, so I guess I'll wait until he's ready.
"Hold on," Sam said, "Do you hear that?" There was a faint screaming behind the Impala. Sam turned around and saw Gabe and Cas running away from a shouting guy who was waving around a beer bottle. Is that their dad?!
Dean stopped the car, and opened Sam's window. "Need a lift?" He shouted to the two boys who were running fast with three bags away from their house.
"Dean?" Cas asked, scrunching his nose up in confusion.
"Get in! Both of you!"
Sam moved to the back seat to make room for Cas up front. The two got in, Cas blushing slightly, and both of them breathing heavily.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked Gabe, worried. "Was that your dad?"
Gabe nodded, "Sorta."
"What do you mean 'sorta'?" Sam asked, confused more than anything.
"He's not technically related to us. He's our stepdad." Cas explained, staring in the rearview mirror.
"Where's your real dad?" Dean asked.
"Dunno. He left right after I was born. We don't even know his last name, Novak was our mom's last name." Gabriel explained.
"Is he always like that?" Dean questioned, turning into Bobby's lot.
"No. Just when he's drunk, which is pretty often, actually, or mad at one of us." Cas told him. "Where are we going?"
"Back to Bobby's. I'll have to ask, but I'm sure you two can stay here if you want." Dean parked.
The four of them got out of the Impala and followed Dean into the house. "Bobby? Ellen?" Dean called.
"Yeah?" Bobby called, he and Ellen coming downstairs. "Oh! Hey Cas, hi…?"
"Gabriel." Sam supplied..
"...Gabriel. What are you guys doing here?"
Cas flushed and stared at his feet. "Uhh…"
"We were going to drop Cas off…" Sam started.
"When I got a text from our dad saying he would be on a business trip for work for a week or so…" Gabriel continued.
"So I invited them to stay with us while he's gone… As long as it's okay with you two?" Dean finished.
"Sure! Of course you can stay while your dad's away!" Ellen exclaimed as Jo was coming downstairs.
"What's all the commot-" Jo started, "Never mind. Hi!" She waved at Cas and Gabe, "What are you guys doing here?
"They're staying over while their dad is on a business trip." Ellen told her.
"Oh! Cool." Jo just crept back upstairs, slightly awkwardly.
"Uhmm… So we're gonna go upstairs now…" Sam started to go to his room, Gabe following closely behind.
"Uh… Yeah, we are too…" Dean dragged Cas upstairs by the hand.
Sam shut the door to his now shared bedroom and quickly took out his phone to set a passcode.
*Time skip*
"Gabriel! Wake up!"Sam half-shouted, "We're gonna be late!"
Gabe groaned and opened an eye, smashing a pillow into his head. Sam just stayed there until Gabriel groaned again, "Fine, I'll get up, but only so you stop staring at me."
"Well you'd better hurry, because we have to leave in ten minutes." Sam said, walking out the door.
"Hey Dean. Where's Cas?" Sam asked.
"Taking a shower… Gabriel?"
"He just woke up." Sam glanced at the clock, "And he'd better be ready in five minutes so we aren't late…" he muttered.
"What?" Dean looked up from his phone.
"Nothing." Sam shook his head and started to go back upstairs to make sure Gabriel was still awake.
"Gabe!" Sam exclaimed, finding him asleep again.
"What? I got dressed,and brushed my teeth and hair." Gabriel complained.
"You brush your hair?"
"You're telling me you don't? With that long hair, and you don't brush it?"
"No… I just…" Sam ran his hand through his hair.
"Witchcraft! Sorcery! Black Magic!" Gabriel exclaimed, standing up on the bed and making spastic hands.
"Shut up." Sam laughed, "We have to go to school."
"Do we, though? Do we really?" Gabe asked climbing down from the bed.
"Yes!" Sam exclaimed, exasperatedly.
"Fine! Fine. Let's go then."
They walked downstairs as Dean started calling for them. All five of them crammed into the '67 Impala, Jo, Sam, and Gabriel in the back, Dean and Cas up front. They made it to school ten minutes early, giving them enough time to go to their lockers before first period.
Charlie ran up to Sam and Gabe by Sam's locker and asked, "What's the news with Destiel?"
"Destiel?" They asked in unison.
"Dean and Castiel." She sighed.
"Oh! Nothing. Literally nothing. At all." Sam answered.
"UGH!" the redhead groaned.
"Same!" Sam exclaimed, "... But Gabe and Cas are staying with us for a while… Maybe they'll stop being blind?"
She turned to Gabe, "Is this true?! You and Cas are staying with them?!" Gabe nodded, and she squealed really loudly, drawing a few odd stares.
"Shh!" Gabe exclaimed right before the bell rang.
"Gotta go… See you at lunch." Sam said, walking towards the history classroom.
"Bye!" They called back to him.
~*~Charlie's Diary~*~
Whaddup, bitch? Anyway, I just found out, like in the hallway, just now, GABRIEL AND CASTIEL ARE STAYING WITH SAM AND DEAN FOR A BIT! AHHH! Maybe, perhaps, SAM WILL STOP BEING AN IDIOT AND ASK GABE OUT, OR DESTIEL! DESTIEL BETTER FUCKING HAPPEN! I SWEAR TO GOD IF IT DOESN'T…
A/N-Hey! I was going to update on Monday, but it just wasn't right. Here you go. Chapter four. Please tell me what you thought! Bye-bye!
~Kittygirl