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"NOT FUNNY!" Dean shouted. He turned the empty tins that had held the apple and cherry pies moments ago upside down showing that not even crumbs remained. Gabriel laughed, finding how amusing infuriating Dean actually was.
"We can get more." Castiel said calmly.
"That's not the point!" Dean shouted. Sam ran out the door with his laptop tucked safely under his arm with Gabe floating after him, laughter spilling from his lips. Sam hopped in the Impala and Gabe slid into the seat next to his hunter.
"That was too perfect." Sam laughed.
"Now you understand a little what it's like to be me." Gabriel laughed gleeful that Sam was beginning to understand what it was like to be a trickster.
"I distinctly remember being on a game show called Nutcracker that was not as funny." Sam teased lightly. It had been a long time since anyone had been so comfortable with Gabe that they were willing to tease. Either as the Christian arch angel of the lord or as the trickster deity, he was an imposing entity.
"That was before I knew how wonderful those parts are on you." Gabriel purred wiggling his eyebrows suggestively and looking Sam up and down hungrily.
"Stop." Sam frowned. He looked away from the road at his hand; the bandage was hastily done and showed the outline of the wound in red.
"Sorry." Gabriel mumbled ashamed that he was the one who was at fault for Sam's suffering. Sam parked outside of the library, locked the impala, and went inside with Gabriel floating casually over him, his wings flapping uselessly. It's not like he needed to flap to keep aloft, he was a ghost. Sam researched while Gabriel talked about every prayer Sam had ever uttered.
"How do you remember everything I've told you?" Sam asked closing his laptop and looking directly at Gabriel, like he could see him. Gabriel knew he couldn't, his eyes looked right through him but the attempt warmed Gabe's heart.
"It's cute how you think I pay attention to anything else." Gabriel teased brushing his thumb across Sam's lips, wanting to touch him, to kiss him.
"What?" Sam asked blushing, like he knew the intimate things Gabriel was doing. Of course, he couldn't know but Gabriel leaned in and kissed Sam gently.
"Whenever you pray I like to sit next to you. Nothing is more important than you Sammy." Gabriel said smiling.
"You are." Sam said frowning and leaving the library. Gabe followed him, this time laying out in the back seat and watching Sam's reflection in the rearview mirror.
"My moose. Why are you so hard on yourself?" Gabriel asked gently as they began the trip back to the motel. "It hurts me to see you sad babe."
"This whole time you've been right there and you never said anything to me. You never gave me a sign that you were there. You just let me suffer." Sam said. Gabriel's eyes grew wide and he wanted to scream. He'd given Sam so many signs; done everything he could to get Sam's attention, waited so long for Sam to hear him.
"Sammy baby, I did give you signs. You just didn't want to see them." Gabriel said trying to keep the frustration out of his voice.
"Like what?" Sam asked hotly turning to the passenger seat as they pulled to a stop at the motel. Gabe floated into the passenger seat where Sam was looking.
"It started out as little things. Moving a case, or messing with lights. Then I started doing things like messing with your brother. I even kept you warm during winter." Gabe said kind of embarrassed to be telling Sam all of the little romantic things he'd done that had gone unnoticed. "Keeping the other ghosts away from you."
"Other ghosts can see you?" Sam asked suddenly.
"Well yeah." Gabe said shrugging.
"You never mentioned that." Sam hissed as he ran into the motel and began typing furiously. Gabriel locked the car and followed his boyfriend inside.