For their third date, they went on a picnic in the park. It was Sam's idea. Sam loved being with Gabriel, he was sweet and Sam couldn't get enough. Dean didn't like how fast their relationship was moving, but Sam didn't care. He really liked Gabriel. Sam and Dean had made the food together, Dean made pie while Sam made sandwiches and potato salad.

At the park they laid out an old blanket of Dean's, holding hands. Sam and Gabriel ate together. It got dark quickly, but Sam and Gabriel didn't care. They kissed in the dark, under the stars.

Sam and Gabriel were still kissing when Dean pulled up to pick up Sam. He honked the horn. Sam flicked Dean off and Dean just honked the horn again.

"Better get going. Don't wanna make Dean too angry. We don't like Dean when he's angry." Gabriel smiled and held Sam against him as he joked. Sam smiled and kissed Gabriel's cheek.

"I don't wanna go." Sam breathed in Gabriel as he hugged him one last time.

They both stood up and starting packing up the remainder of their picnic. Dean waited in the car impatiently. Sam cursed to himself for agreeing to have Dean pick him up instead of driving himself. He wanted more time. More kissing, more cuddling, more romance. More of Gabriel. They got the basket all put together, so Gabriel walked Sam over to Dean's car. Sam put the basket in the backseat, and faced Gabriel.

"I'll miss you." Sam put his arms around Gabriel's neck.

"It's Saturday. One more day without me, then you'll see me at school." Gabriel leaned his face more toward Sam's and their noses touched. Dean honked the horn again, more aggressively.

"COME ON LET'S GO." Dean yelled through the window.

Gabriel smiled. "I better let you go before Dean blows up."

"Probably." Sam kissed Gabriel quickly before letting go reluctantly and ducking into the car. Gabriel waved goodbye as Dean drove away, with his boyfriend in the passenger's seat.

The ride home was silent. When they got to the house, Dean stopped Sam before he could run off to his room.

"We gotta talk Sammy." Dean said, being completely serious.

"Ok." Sam sat down on the couch. He waited for Dean to sit down. Instead Dean stood in front of him.

"Well…um…ok, well you and Gabriel are getting pretty serious, so I wanted to make sure-"

"This is totally unnecessary. I know all about condoms and whatnot can I go?" Sam interrupted.

"No. You are going to sit here and listen to what I have to say." Dean frowned and crossed his arms.

Sam groaned and slid down on the couch a little.

"Ok, now Gabriel is a little older, so he might want to do stuff you're not ready for, and you have to make sure he knows you're not ready. I've heard a lot about him from Cas, he likes to sleep around and I don't want you to feel pressured or anything. If he oversteps any boundaries, you let me know, you tell him to stop, and you end it. Don't let him take advantage of you." Dean sat down on the coffee table. "I mean it, it's important. I know you like him, but don't do anything you'll regret. Ok, now I'm done." Dean got up and gave Sam a pat on the back. Dean went into the kitchen and started taking apart the picnic basket. Sam started walking to his room.

He stopped at his door and turned to face Dean. "You know Dean, you should trust Gabriel more. He feels the same way about me as I feel about him, it's not how you think it is. I trust him, so you should trust him too."

Dean sighed. "I'm just looking out for you Sammy. Now go to bed I'm done with all this feeling crap."

Sam turned back around and went into his room. Sam read until he feel asleep. He woke up to his phone going off over and over again. He answered it.

"What." He said groggily.

"Well good morning to you too dear." It was Gabriel.

"As much as I applaud your newfound ability to wake up before noon, it is 6:30 and I don't like to be woken before 7. This better be important."

"It is."

"What is it?"

"I miss you."

"You did not just call me to tell me you missed me." Sam rubbed his eyes.

"No, I didn't."

"So what do you want?"

"Well I'm not going to tell you if you're going to be crabby jeez."

Sam could practically hear Gabriel's eyes roll. "Tell me. Please? You did wake me up."

"Gotta play the guilt card don't you."

"Of course now tell me."

"I wrote you a poem."

"Really?"

"Yes. Let me recite it to you."

"Ok. Go for it."

"Roses are red, Violets are blue, Sam is taller than all of you. That poem was clearly meant to read to others to make them jealous."

Sam chuckled. "Very nice. You should become a real poet."

"I am a real poet. Anyone can be a real poem. I'll write you another one right now."

"Go for it."

"Roses are red, Violets are blue"

"Obviously off to a good start."

"Don't interrupt it's not nice. Now where was I. Oh yea, roses are red, violets are blue, just really freaking like you."

"How about this one, roses are red, violets are blue, there's now one I care about more than you."

"That was deep. Real deep. Why do you have to show off like that?"

Sam smiled. There was a few moments of no talking. Then there was the sound of yelling in the background. Then a large crash.

"Is that Michael?"

"Yea. I gotta go babe." Gabriel hung up before Sam had a chance to say goodbye. Michael, Gabriel's brother, was dangerous though, so he understood why Gabriel had to go so quickly. Michael was ruthless and mean. He often threw fits and had to be stopped by Gabriel. Sam didn't like Gabriel having to deal with that, but there wasn't much he could do.

"Bye." Sam said to himself before staring up at his ceiling. There was no hope of falling back to sleep now.