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So last chapter of the day. Enjoy.
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Once Dean and Castiel had left Gabriel gestured for Sam to sit down and offered him coffee which he accepted. Then Gabriel sat himself back behind his desk and looked over the man opposite him.
"So you're one of my lawyers." He said without preamble.
"I work for the firm that represents you Mr Novak. But I am only a junior there, at present." Sam replied very polite and correct, he suddenly realised that in coming here to sort out Dean's love life he was going to be spending the next hour walking a tightrope of a conversation with the one man who could make or break his career.
"So you have aspirations do you?" Gabriel asked over the rim of his own coffee. He did love to intimidate people on ocCasion.
"Doesn't everyone?" Sam replied in a steady voice. He would not show weakness to this man. This made Gabriel smile and drop the act as he relaxed back into his chair.
"I like to think so. So why you here Sam? And no more Mr Novak, call me Gabriel." He said with a wave of his hand at the younger man.
"Very well Gabriel. Dean told me of the… situation here and I wanted to see if there was any way I could help him out of It." Sam replied mincing Gabriel's relaxed pose.
That sentence made Gabriel throw back his head and laugh. Oh good luck with that one Sammy, he though. He and Dean had been trying to do just that the whole of their 'date'.
"I like you Sam. do me a favour though, don't tell Cassie who I am." Gabriel replied with a smile still on his lips for the younger Winchester.
"You haven't told him?" Sam asked with a frown on his face. How on earth had Castiel not discovered who Gabriel Novak was? It wasn't like he hid in the shadows, he was the face of his company as well as the brains.
"No. I don't want him thinking differently of me. I think you of all people could understand that. You are here after all to tell me to back off from your brother and leave him be, right?" Gabriel said still smiling at Sam who tensed once again. He really had to remember who it was he was talking to.
"I was, but now… I don't know what to think." He replied honestly to the man across from him. He had no idea what to make of Gabriel either.
"Well I think you think I've royally screwed up. Any suggestions how I can fix it Sammy?" Gabriel asked lightly, though in truth any help would be good in his mind. Gabriel after all hadn't missed the look Castiel had given Dean upon the Winchesters arrival, and that look did not bode well for his and Dean's plan.
"Please don't call me Sammy. Only Dean does that." Sam mumbled, then went red as he remembered who he was talking to.
"I know. He's told me a lot about you." Gabriel replied with a smirk at the younger man's blush.
"Oh god." Sam said wanting to sink into the floor right then and there. That or kill Dean, either would work right now.
"Ah, it's not that bad. At least your brother doesn't call you assbutt." Gabriel suggested raising his coffee as if in a toast to Sam.
At that Sam eased in this illustrious man's presence. He wasn't that bad, and he could see how Dean would call him a friend. He had none of the pretension that Sam had assumed he would have being Gabriel Novak, though he guessed, as a self-made man he was kind of down to earth. Even if Sam knew he had a killer streak in him if crossed. Though he had no intention of crossing him, so he should be fine, he hoped.
Dean followed Castiel to his plane, and when he got inside Dean followed. He had no idea what to say to the guy. He was supposed to be flirting with him and getting him to like him, but the look he had given him in the office scared Dean so friggin much he could barely form words. When Cas started the plane through Dean had other thoughts to occupy his mind. Namely how to get through a flight in this freakin' death trap without puking or passing out. With that he clutched his seat with both hands and gritted his teeth.
Castiel looked over at his passenger as he did a preflight check and briefly he felt sorry for the guy. He really didn't like flying. But Castiel pushed down his personal feelings as much as he could. He was here to get the truth out of Dean about what happened between him and Gabriel and fix it.
With the he turned the plane, taxied down the runway and pulled her up into the air. Once at a cruising altitude he turned to Dean who was white and shaking.
"You are going to be fine Dean." He said as gently as he could. Even if he wanted to scare the shit out of the guy even his heart couldn't take the petrified look on Dean's face. He almost turned the plane round and took her back down. Almost, he would get his answers first.
"Em-hm" Dean replied not opening his mouth worried about what would come out if he did.
"Dean trust me. I am not going to let anything happen to you. If nothing else I'm sure Gabriel would kill me if I did." he said nonchalantly pretending to be looking out the window, but in actual fact watching Dean very closely out of the corner of his eye. And At that Dean turned to him with a frown on his face making Castiel smile. Yes he had got Dean's attention now. "Well he likes you Dean, a lot." He continued.
At that Dean shook his head in a no, still not ready to speak.
"No? Why do you say that? Was he the one who finished it then?" Castiel asked casually, it really was easy getting answers this way. If only Gabriel was scared to fly. Or though he was sure he could perform some manoeuvres which would make even his brother blanch. Ah now there was a happy thought. But back to dean right now.
As an answer to that Dean short of shrugged his shoulders and waggled his head in what Castiel guess was a sort of 'we did it together' answer.
"You like him don't you?" he asked casually and Dean frowned again in thought before he nodded his head once. That was enough for Castiel. It was obvious to him that Dean like Gabriel and Gabriel liked Dean, all he needed to do now was get them back together. Though how he was going to do that he had no clue. He knew, if he was Gabriel he would be able to come up with some subtle plan, but subtlety had never really been his thing.
Dean didn't understand why Cas was asking him these questions and he wondered if it was a trap of some kind. But when Cas asked if he liked Gabriel he was really confused. Because he knew Gabe had told him they had spilt and that they were friends, so yeah sure he liked him. And so he nodded his head once. Hoping that was the right answer. Not that he was truly thinking right, he was up in the bloody sky. God how he hated this, and he wished briefly that Cas would interrogate him more, anything to take his mind off of where he was. With that he closed his eyes and leaned back against the seat and took deep breaths in through his nose. Cas had told him to trust him, and he did. He trusted Castiel. With that he felt himself relax as he thought about Cas, the sound of his voice and the feel of his touch. Concentrating on that he found that he could loosen his hold on the sit and his breathing returned to normal. As long as he keep thinking about his pilot and being in his hands, quite literally in some of his thoughts, he was okay. He. Was. Okay. That alone was a miracle in Dean's mind.