"Sam, Sam, Sam , no!" Gabe grabbed the still head and shook it desperately. "No, no, no, no not Sam anyone but Sam, not, just not Sam." He hadn't killed Sam, he had to remember that, he hadn't, not yet anyway. But he didn't have long . Gabriel knew that he didn't have long , and he didn't think he could do this, he couldn't do this , but he was dam well going to try. People were congregating around his shoulders and he couldn't bare it anymore. Stooping , Gabriel put an arm around Sam's limp body and another under his knees. There was no way he was leaving Sam anywhere anymore. There was no way...

Gabriel ran from the room, carrying Sam's body, just out, he had to get out. Desperate, he tried to ignore the sparks that were darting between his fingers. Dammit this always happened when he got emot - the sparks , his thought broke off. He had mojo.

He took a deep breath, pulling off his mask, then poured every bit of magic he had in him into Sam's body. This had to work, this was everything, Sam was everything, the league could go jump. He didn't care about his brothers anymore, he didn't have to stop them, he wasn't even sure he wanted to change the world, social change- hah! H e just needed Sam to be okay. He just needed... Gabriel 's head was getting more and more foggy , the darkness swirling around making a pretty pattern, until he collapsed . The outside world was lost to him.

" Mmumnumuuhuh ," Gabriel muttered " gretof Balthy ," as he felt the force of someone shaking his shoulders, trying to force him into the waking world. He was sure it was unreasonably early.

"Gabriel?" He heard a voice call to him, "Gabriel, we need to have a long meaningful discussion about acceptable secrets, and , well, ever y thing else , but right now I need you to get up and walk. I don't think I can carry you anymore and I don't know where to go. Gabriel?"

"Sam?" Gabriel could swear that was Sam's voice, Sam's lovely, golden voice. The voice that made Gabriel sing even when it wasn't directed at him. But Sam was... Gabriel shot upright with the realization of what he'd done. Only to be hit by the view of long brown hair, soft green eyes, and the dimples of a lifetime, produced when Sam sighed with relief at the realization that Gabriel was awake , and well, alive, because he hadn't been sure before.

"You scared me there." Sam admitted, putting his dimples away for use another time. "Now , Gabriel , can you concentrate long enough to find somewhere we could hide, because I'm pretty sure that people are looking for us, and I'm not sure that I want them to find us? " Sam was pretty sure you were supposed to talk to people who'd been knocked out as if they didn 't remember, but he wasn't so sure about magical exhaustion.

"Sam," Gabriel reached up and stroked the side of his face "You were dead."

Sam tracked the hand with his eyes, " Not quite apparently, a nd we will have a discussion about that later." His eyes promised that Gabriel would not enjoy that discussion. But he was talking to him, so to be honest, Gabriel would take Sam talking, he'd take Sam not talking to him, as long as he was alive. "But right now we need to find somewhere to hold up for a while ."

Gabriel shook himself, he could do this, and he could pull himself together for Sam. He looked at the street, which, given he was lying on the curb, was a little difficult to do. He pulled himself vaguely upright, and looked again. It was a suburban area, standard houses, with no real distinguishing landmarks, but it looked vaguely familiar, if he could think he'd know from where, which might be easier not sitting on the sidewalk. "Where are we? And who does the general populace think is dead?"

Sam swallowed, "About two blocks north of the launderette, and I'm not sure. I haven't seen anyone since I got you and got out of there, but people may have seen us."

Gabriel nodded, around the launderette, which was good. He lived around the launderette , presumably so did Sam. He'd ask him, but it hardly seemed the time .

"Not anymore." Sam admittedly sheepishly "I moved about a year ago,"

Great, apparently Gabriel's motor mouth was running of his own accord he just needed to shut up and think! Wait a moment - "Then why?"

"Why continue going to my old Laundromat ?" Sam responded softly, helping Gabriel onto his feet. "Because there was a really cute guy I kind of had a crush on there. He had golden hair and the most gorgeous eyes I've still ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes upon. They look like sunlight passed through a pure malt whiskey . And oh, he was short, and he just had that glimpse of mischief in his eyes, and sometimes, just sometimes, I'd catch him looking at me, and I'd find myself thinking wistfully that maybe he had a crush on me too. I only got a chance to speak to him properly recently though. I' ve tried before but he' s always run away scared. Never got why that was."

"Who?" Gabriel asked, he hadn't seen many blonde guys in the Laundromat , but it's not like he was that observant, and most of the time he'd been looking at Sam, who was a sight worth looking at , but rather put everyone else in the shade.

Sam shook his head despairingly and pulled Gabriel into an alley as two people walked past. Gabriel just hugged into Sam's chest, hoping he could blame the sudden movement for the complete invasion of personal space. Sam smelt like warm sweaters and too many layers, but also of sweat and a social justice drive . It was immediately Gabriel's new favorite sent, even if it wasn't one he'd get to smell again.

"My lair's near here." Gabriel admitted , as he reluctantly separated himself from Sam, somehow the alley was more familiar than the street outside. "Even if Balthy's there we can kick him out, he won't tell . "

" Balthy ?" Sam asked.

"My second cousin once removed, and the only one of my family members who will talk to me regularly." Gabriel explained, "Don't worry, he's weird , and may get a song stuck in your head."

"Huh?"

"I'm not the only one in my family to have powers, mine are just a little more useful." Gabriel winked at Sam, before remembering everything and frowning. "The entrance is down this road, knew it looked familiar. Do you think we can get there without being spotted?"

Sam smiled, a cocky grin that looked just as at home on his face as it would on Gabe's. "What do you think?" He offered his hand "Shall we leg it?"

Gabriel grinned, a little shyer than Sam's, but he t ook the offered hand gingerly, "Let's see."

The two of them sprinted full out, out of the alley, and down the road and down some, rather grimy, steps at the side of the road.

At the bottom, there was a short landing with a metal door and keypad . Reluctantly , Gabriel dropped Sam's hand and entered his code. The door slid open revealing the non-lair area of his lair. He ushered Sam inside, then closed the door behind them with a loud clank.

"Hello?" Gabriel called cautiously, " Balthy ?" Just because the apartment was in the dark doesn't mean that there was no-one here. "Anyone?" There was no answer apart from a very slight echo. He clapped his hand and prayed that nobody had a gun on either him or Sam at that moment, especially Sam , he couldn't do that twice.

The lights came on illuminating him, his home, and Sam's smug smile. "You have your lights on a clapper?" He teased.

"Shush," Gabriel smiled, "Can I ..." Suddenly his mouth had dried up. "Can I get you anything? I'm sure I have something, Coke, Pepsi Max , apple juice, water, something stronger?"

"Water please." Sam agreed, "And we need to talk."

"Hmmm," Gabriel agreed, he knew this was the point where Sam explained very nicely, because he was Sam, and fundamentally nice, that being a super -villain was unacceptable , and that he was grateful for the water, but that he was going to call the police and that really Gabriel needed to go to prison for a long period of time for all his crimes. The brief fantasy that he wouldn't had been nice while it had lasted.

He gave Sam his water with a small smile, "Sorry,"

"For what?" Sam asked, a light smile on his face "For hiding the fact you're a super -villain from me for years? Too right, that's no foundation to build a relationship." He said is a light, almost teasing tone, the corners of his mouth twitching.

That was unexpected to say the least. " Sorry, but how could, you're you and I'm well me, maybe if I was a success you'd look at me, but me just being me? " Gabriel repeated in a confused plea.

"Oh Gabe," Sam sighed, you don't get it do you?"

"Get what?" Gabriel was confused.

He was even more confused when Sam lent over to Gabriel's face and pressed his lips to Gabe's own. It was brief, almost incidental, except for the way that Gabriel could feel a swelling crescendo in his head. He squashed the thought trying to memorize as much of Sam as possible.

Sam stroked Gabriel's face. "You do not get how gorgeous and wonderful you are. I like you for you. The super- villain thing is going to be a hurdle, and we're probably going to fight a lot over it, but it's not a deal breaker. "

"It's not?"

Sam rolled his eyes, "No, it's not."

"But what about Miss Knife?" Gabriel nearly hit himself there, what was he trying to do? Sabotage his only chance of a relationship with Sam , that's what. There'd been so many miracles today, why was he trying for another one , he was such an idiot. Yet he couldn't bring himself to start this if Sam might regret it, or had any second doubts. Dam , why did he have to care?

"Ruby?" Sam was surprised , "Well, let's just say that I've had my eyes opened today. It turns out that the superhero is somewhat of a demon, so maybe I decided to see if the super- villain was an angel."

"Ironic," Gabriel spoke after a moment. "My surname is 'Angelica ', "

"Gabriel Angelica?" Sam grinned, "Oh, your parents were mean." A thought occurred to him "Hang on a minute, the mayor's surname's Angelica,"

"My oldest brother, Michael. The Deputy Mayor's my first cousin. My second oldest brother, Lucifer, runs the 'Evil League of Evil'. There is a reason none of the rest of my family will speak to me apart from Balthy ." Gabriel explained.

" Errm , yeah." Sam seemed dumbstruck . Then he snorted, "The Devil in Charge is actually named Lucifer Angelica?" Gabe nodded as Sam cracked up into laughter. "Oh , that alone could bring him down!"

"Bring him down?" Gabriel asked, "You're working to bring the League down? Hang on a minute, let me put the news on," That could mean- Gabriel broke the thought and grabbed the remote from behind the sofa, trying not to melt with gooiness. Sam had kissed him. Sam had kissed him. He couldn't think of that right now. Although why not?

"Not just the league actually, " Sam interrupted Gabriel's internal meltdown. " we had an inclining, nothing to prove it, but we're pretty sure that the same people are controlling both sides. We've got no proof of course, even Cas wasn't able to bring us that, but we were trying to take them down. Oh god!" He broke off suddenly "It's your family isn't it?"

"Yes, well, probably, " Gabriel admitted. " Who's the 'we'? He asked as the TV finally roared into life , he needed to replace that old thing. Or possibly just stop casting E.M.P. spells on it.

"And the entire city is shocked today by the brutal and savage cruel murder of Miss Knife's beloved boyfriend. Miss Knife is unavailable for comment, for the first time ever. Guesses as to her whereabouts currently range from being distraughtly heartbroken to being held captive by the devious and evil Trickster." Was all the reporter had to say before Gabriel shut the TV off.

"OH GOD! Oh god, oh god, oh god." Sam garbled, clenching his fists together "Breathe Sammy boy, breathe." He took a few deep breaths "I need to call my brother, or Cas , which kind of answers your question about who the 'we' is. Sorry if I'm panicking on you, but Dean is going to be freaking out. "

"No, no, no," Gabriel tried to reassure Sam, "it's fine, you're going to be fine." and I have no idea what to do. He added mentally. "How about you tell me about who the 'we' is, and I'll get my untraceable from somewhere."

"I guess it's me, and my brother, and Cas , who Dean claims is not his boyfriend. He, Cas that is, not Dean, used to work for the Mayor, but he found out some stuff, and he came to us, said he was basically press ganged into the work by his family."

Gabriel paused for a moment, "Do you know if Cas is short for something?"

Sam shook his head. "Sorry, no, Dean met him first and he was already nicknamed when I met him, if it is a nickname.

"I don't suppose you have a picture?" It was a long shot, it was a very long shot, but he couldn't shake that niggling feeling in his head. Sam pulled one up on his phone. Gabriel looked and it might have been ten years, but that was Cassie alright. He burst out laughing . "Good on you Cassie, you got out. My only little brother," He said by way of explanation.

Sam shook his head, "Seriously? " He asked slightly incredulously, " He doesn't share the same surname, but I guess if I had a last name like 'Angelica', I'd change it too." He admitted.

"What is your last name?" Gabriel asked,

"Winchester," Sam answered with a smile, " and you don't get to make any jokes. "

"Fair enough," Gabriel grinned , he couldn't really complain, after all Sam did kind of have a point, about more than one thing, and he could do with back up. "Fancy a fourth in your gang? I rather fancy sticking a rather firmer finger up at my family than I'd planned and i f everyone thinks you're dead I can probably still get evidence from within the league. "

Sam's grin very nearly put Gabriel out cold, or at least the combination of that and the bone crushing hug. Gabriel just grinned through the pain and pleasure . "Does this team have a name?"

"Well my brother named it Team Free Will," Sam said.

"Oh God! That has got to go!" Gabriel exclaimed as Sam drew him in for another hug. "What about Team Free Love?"

Sam swatted his head lightly, clearly not taking him seriously "Let's go find that phone alright. "

"Yeah," Gabriel grinned,

A week later, and with slowly steading ne rve s Gabriel lowered his new mask outside the door to the 'Evil League of Evil'.

" Here lies everything

The world I wanted at my feet

My victory's complete

So hail to the king ,"

Gabriel kept his stage grin on, he was the Trickster, and he was going to change the world.

"Everything you ever… " Was sung softly by the back up

" Arise and sing " He belted, keep the mask on, nice and easy. After all, he had got everything he'd wanted, and a little bit more.

" So your world's benign

So you think justice has a voice

And we all have a choice

Well now your world is mine "

Well, unfortunately not, but he'd see about getting them a voice, even if only for Sam. After all, Cas talked to him now , so he'd got double the family he was used to.

" And I am fine "

The Trickster slammed the door behind him taking his place at the table as the rest of the villains looked at the newest member. 'The Great Devil' aka Lucifer at the head, Old dickface Azazel , another vague cousin of his to Lucy' s right. Then there was the actual 'Dick' on the other side. And, oh so many old family members. This was going down.

" Now the nightmare's real

Now The Trickster is here

To make you quake with fear

To make your whole world kneel

And soon you won't feel a thing ! "

So I realized I'd never actually uploaded the end of this on here, and thought I may as well. So there you go, I fixed it. (not). Reviews will be given metaphorical hugs, and cookies.