A/N: Wow. Sorry for taking another week. I had quite a bit of writer's block trying to finish up this story, and my brain decided, "You know what, let's keep going."
Going... from where I thought I was planning to end it. I went from ending it semi-happy, but had a bit of a cliffhanger to it, to managing to come up with a complete cute and happy ending. Don't worry, it won't start out that way at first. Still got a bit of a plot to go before I end it with this chapter.
Also, before we begin, I'd like to give a huge shout-out/thank you to VegasGranny for the continuous awesome reviews. In reply to your last one: Once again, so I could focus on finishing this story, I haven't really watched any episodes, except a few clips on YouTube that somehow ended up in my recommended. And, your little Hint was a spoiler for me, but kind of gave me an idea for this chapter. I still won't be including any BIG plans or plots, especially with this being the last chapter, just a way to wrap things up to where we know what could happen next.
One more thing, thank you HankyPranky for your reviews as well. I hope you've enjoyed the story so far.
With all that said. I will finally get to the final chapter.
Enjoy!
Chapter 6:
Sam was slowly coaxed out of his sleeping state by the feel of something soft and feathery light tickling his face.
He tried to open his eyes, but the late morning sun pierced them like daggers, forcing him to close his eyes again.
With a sigh, he reached up to grab whatever was still floating around his face.
A soft and large item was now in his hand.
This time, Sam forced his eyes open, curious as to what it was.
A feather, and not a feather that would be used for pillows.
A large, golden feather.
Sam stared at the item with admiration and confusion, and when he glanced around him, there were a lot more sprinkled all over the bed.
Then, his sights set on Gabriel, apparently asleep, back facing him.
Recollections of last night hit him like a tidal wave of emotions.
Nothing negative, only peace and satisfaction.
He couldn't recall when they'd actually slept, and he had witnessed so many climaxed last night he lost count.
Also, a brief flash of bright lights and wings added to the memories.
Sam slowly sat up, looking at the sheets that were spread around, laying every which way, and clothing that decorated the floors.
He slowly stood up, his body waking with slight aches and pains.
He managed to find his sets of clothes, quietly putting them on.
Suddenly, he heard and felt a buzz from his back pants pocket, and sudden realization and panic filled him.
He pulled out the item, already knowing whose name would appear on the screen.
The call ended just as he looked at the screen, and over 30 alerts flooded the phone.
20 texts and 10 missed calls. Some calls split between Dean and Mom.
'Damn it.' Sam cursed to himself, he had heeded Gabriel's words and let go of the world's problems for one night, now it was time to face consequences.
His phone buzzed again, another incoming call from Dean.
Sam sighed, glancing over at the still sleeping Angel, before moving to the hotel door, stepping out of the room, before pressing Accept.
He hesitantly put the phone to his ear, expecting questions and demands.
All he received was silence.
"Uh... Hey Dean." Sam said, sleep still apparent in his voice.
A few more moments of silence.
'This can't be good.'
"Uhh. Morning Sammy. You do know that it's 10 AM, right?" Dean asked on the other end, voice shockingly calm.
"Um... Yeah. I, uh, had a change of plans and... Uh." Sam trailed off, 'What was he supposed to say?!'
"If you wanted to get wasted last night you shoulda just said so." Dean spoke up first.
Sam's brows came together, confused and brought aback by the reply, "Uhh..."
"I've been trying to call you since about midnight last night, and you never answered. So, I assumed-"
"Yeah. Dean, uh. I'll be home in about an hour or so, and I'll explain, okay?" Sam said.
"Okay... Is everything okay over there?" Dean asked.
"Yeah. It's fine. Just... Tired." Sam said.
"Well. Booze will do that to you. See you in a few." Dean said, then there was a click.
Sam stared at the screen, confused as to what happened.
He was taking this well considering his long absence, but he had a feeling that actually explaining where he was would be more difficult.
Sam sighed, before using the key to return into the room.
Gabriel was sitting up this time, back still facing him.
"Hey." Sam started.
"Hey. For a second I thought you left." Gabriel said.
"What? No. I just had to... Talk to Dean." Sam said.
"Let me guess. He's pissed?" Gabriel asked, turning to him.
"Uh. No not really. Surprisingly, but..." Sam sighed, sitting next to him.
"I knew there'd be a but." Gabriel said.
"I don't know. I just... He thinks I just got drunk last night, but... I think he thinks it was something else. And he's going to ask for specifics." Sam asked.
"So, tell him." Gabriel suggested simply.
Sam gave him a look, "It's not that easy. I can't just tell him...- I mean I've never even considered the fact that I'm-"
"What? Gay for an Angel?" Gabriel finished.
"Uh, yeah. I guess." Sam said.
"Let me put it to you this way. You tell big bro what happened. And if he says anything. I'll kick his ass." Gabriel said calmly.
Sam looked at him, confused and surprised, "Y-... You're coming with me?"
"What can I say? I'm stuck with you. I'm in it for the long haul." Gabriel said.
Sam suddenly felt a sense of disappointment.
"Wait. You think... That because we had sex, that it was my way of getting you to come back?" He asked.
"Sam. You know that's not what I mean. It's more than that actually. I'll explain it when all this is cleared up." Gabriel said.
Sam stared at him, thinking over his words, before sighing, "I'm sorry. Just... it's just so overwhelming. I woke up, and everything is back to where it left off."
Gabriel laid a hand on his arm in a comforting gesture, before slowly moving it up, slowly sneaking to the back of his neck, forcing him to look at him.
Finally, Gabriel pulled him down, their lips meeting in a soft, chaste kiss.
The moment it began to deepen, Sam sighed, "Gabe. We have to head back soon."
"How soon is soon?' Gabriel asked in between kisses.
"A couple hours." Sam answered, trying to keep a clear mind.
"Plenty of time, Sammy." Gabriel said, slowly undoing the buttons to Sam's shirt, again.
Sam didn't even try to resist it anymore, finding refuge in the Angel's lips and touches.
After about an hour of seemingly endless bliss, Sam finally decided to get up again and take a shower before they headed out.
Gabriel surprisingly rode back to the Bunker with him, even thought he had suggested teleporting.
In about another hour, they were parked in front of the Bunker.
Back to the room of reality.
"You ready for this?" Sam asked.
Gabriel smiled, "Are you?"
Sam took a deep breath, nodding, before they left the car.
Gabriel quietly followed behind him as they entered the shelter of the Bunker once again.
"Sam?" Dean's voice immediately called out, alert.
"Yeah. It's me." Sam answered.
When he came down to the map room, everyone was there.
They looked to have already busied themselves, looking for information on the Angels.
"Hey. Look who finally decided to-" Dean stopped mid-sentence when he finally looked up at his approaching brother.
"Sam. Gabriel's behind you." He said dumbly, surprised to see both of them.
"Uh. Yeah. I, uh. I found him, last night." Sam answered.
"You found him at a bar?" Dean asked, brows coming together in confusion.
Cas, Mary and Jack sat quietly, observing the slowly growing tense events.
"No. I didn't. I..." Sam paused, before taking a deep breath, "Okay. Moment of truth. Yesterday, before Gabriel left, he left a note, for me, on where he went... That's where I went last night."
"And where exactly did he take you?" Dean asked, still confused by the presenting information.
"A hotel. Out of town." Sam replied simply.
Dean's confusion didn't falter, if only for a few seconds, before his eyes slightly widened.
Yep. He was figuring it out.
"So, wait... Did you two...-?" Dean trailed off, pointing between Sam and Gabriel.
It took all the courage in the world for Sam to form a brief nod.
Even though part of him wondered why Gabriel hadn't said anything.
Then again, knowing his mouth, maybe he should be glad.
When Sam finally locked eyes with Dean again, his were widened and completely unresponsive.
But he could sense an emotion brewing in them, and it wasn't a good one.
"You... Slept, with an Angel?" Dean asked slowly, as if struggling to find words, "That Angel? What even happened when I was gone to give you the idea... - What, are you gay now?"
Sam's eyes just lowered, unsure if he even admitted the fact himself.
"What does it matter of his sexuality, or who or what he sleeps with." Gabriel stood in.
Dean finally focused on him, the shocked glare intensifying on him, "He's slept with way worse than you, I can tell you that."
"How dare-" Gabriel took one step forward where Sam was now behind him.
"Okay." Cas stepped in, standing in between the Archangel and Dean and Mary, who had stood, alerted at Gabriel's slightly glowing eyes.
"Dean. For now, I would recommend that you not start anything. Not only have they paired together, but Sam is Gabriel's soulmate."
Those words suddenly cleared any anger or hate from the entire group, shock but confusion returning. Dean finally focused on Cas, "His what now?"
"His soulmate. It took me a while to figure it out, but during his stay here, I was able to observe them more closely. They had always had some sort of bond or connection from the start. When Gabriel was weak and scared because of what happened with Asmodeus, he put his trust in Sam first. I don't think he ever really trusted or acknowledged me until his memories and Grace returned. Soulmate bonds can be very... Overwhelming in the beginning. Emotions and feelings for one another will be heightened for a while. Especially for Gabriel." Cas finished explaining.
The room fell silent then, all eyes focused on the Angel, processing the information.
"So... In other words, you two are... Together now?" Mary spoke up first, seeming calmer about the whole ordeal.
"Yeah. I guess." Sam answered this time, though he was still processing the news Cas spoke of.
Mary nodded, falling back into silence.
Sam finally looked Dean in the eyes, waiting for his reaction.
He still looked confused and slightly bitter.
Finally, he sighed, "Okay. Okay. I'm not gonna step in on this one. You two are... Together... Soulmates. Whatever."
Sam's eyes went from Dean to the floor, of course he wanted dean to be okay with it, and he practically said so, but words didn't match his tone.
"In the meantime. While you two were off... you know, we looked into the Angel activity again. As far as we know, they've gone quiet again, but that could mean they're planning something else. Cas was about to volunteer to go up there since-"
"I will." Gabriel cut Dean off, "Tonight. I'll go up there and see what I can do."
Dean gave him a look, a mix of surprise and confusion, "Thought you didn't care what happened."
Gabriel sighed, glancing at Sam for a split second, "I didn't, but, I figured as soon as I was brought here from the beginning, there was no getting out of it."
Dean stared at him in silence for a few minutes, before nodding.
Sam decided to break the tense moment, "Okay. Well. I'm going to get a little more sleep. Wake me up if you find anything else that we can do to help fight all this."
Dean finally focused on him, slightly brought aback by the requests, "Okay."
Sam nodded, before finally leaving the semi-crowded room.
"Sammy?" Dean called before he reached the hallway.
"Yeah." Sam replied.
"Just sleeping. Okay?" Dean said.
Sam couldn't find any audible words to reply to that, so he just nodded, as if he could see him.
Finally, he reached the safe havens of his room.
"That went well." Sam sighed, finally feeling like he was able to breathe.
"Are you... Okay?" Gabriel asked.
"Yeah." Sam said simply as he sat down on the bed.
"Lies, Sam." He replied almost immediately.
Sam stared at him for a few seconds, surprised by his words, but quickly overcame it. "It's just... Dean's right. I have done worse. You even heard about it all yourself when we told you the events up to this moment. I just..."
"So, you think, that this was a mistake?" Gabriel asked slowly.
"What? No. No! That's not what I meant, I mean-"
"Sam." Gabriel sighed, closing the distance between them, surprising the Winchester as he fit himself perfectly in his lap, straddling his hips, "Let me tell you something... no one is perfect. Not you, not Dean, hell not even me. If you think that everything you've done, or everything that's happened is going to make me care less about you, you're wrong. No matter what happens, I will never stop loving you."
Sam's eyes widened just a fraction, heart stopping at the word.
"Too soon?" Gabriel answered to his silent reaction, "Look, I'm sorry I don't-"
Sam finally managed to move his limbs, reaching for the Angel, crushing their lips together in a frenzied kiss.
Gabriel grew tense in his arms by the sudden movement, but quickly relaxed into the actions.
Sam hummed in response, his hands gliding down the Angel's sides, coaxing him closer, if that were possible.
Gabriel suddenly chuckled against his lips, "Sam. Ah, Sammy. If you keep going like this, I won't be able to stop myself."
It took a few seconds for the words to process through his foggy brain, but even then, he didn't want to stop.
Reluctantly, Sam managed to pull away first, his lungs finally reminding him they were there.
Gabriel's hands suddenly cupped Sam's face, gently coaxing him to focus on him, "You need to sleep."
"What about you?" Sam asked.
"I don't need sleep anymore." Gabriel said.
"Really? Then why were you asleep this morning?" Sam asked, raising a brow.
Gabriel huffed a laugh, "Uh. Have you met you in bed?"
Sam smiled, avoiding his gaze at that.
"Hey." Gabriel spoke up, slowly standing from his lap, which made Sam focus on him again, "I'm serious, though. Get some sleep. I'll be back as soon as I can."
Sam's brows came together at the words, "Wait... You're leaving?"
"Well yeah. I'm going to go ahead and get this Heaven business out of the way." Gabriel said.
"You know you don't have to do it, right? Or, one of us can come with you." Sam said.
"I appreciate the offer, Sammy, but I got this, okay. I'm not 100% yet, but I'm close enough. I can handle a few Angels." Gabriel said.
Sam sighed. Every time the Angel had to leave or would leave, Sam worried it would be the last time he'd see him.
"I'll be back. Tomorrow at the latest." Gabriel promised.
Then, the room fell empty.
It took a second for Sam to process that he had actually left.
Again.
Sam sighed, before finally laying back on the bed.
He would be lying if he said he didn't miss the Angel already.
With the last thought on his mind, he found the sleep that he desperately needed.
Sam had awoken early that evening.
Gabriel hadn't returned yet.
When he went down to the map room, Dean had gotten dinner.
And a case, apparently.
It was just a possible ghost or malevolent spirit, but they agreed to look into it first thing tomorrow morning.
So much had been going on, Sam had nearly forgotten those were even around.
"Did... Gabriel leave?" Dean asked.
Sam nodded silently, focusing on his food.
So much for the attempted distraction.
Sam managed to last the entire night without the Angel's return. He had tried not to think about it, for fear he'd probably be unintentionally praying to him.
Sam, Dean and Mary all sat in the kitchen early the next morning, waiting for the coffee to finish brewing, everyone mostly half-asleep.
"Well, fellas. I have good news, and I have bad news." Gabriel's voice suddenly filled the room, clearing any and everyone's drowsiness they may have felt.
"The good news, Lucifer's not in heaven. The bad news, well, Lucifer's not in heaven." Gabriel said.
"Okay, so where's the good news?" Dean asked, trying to process the words.
"Well. The Angels up there aren't going to be blowing up cities anymore." Gabriel said.
"What happened? What did they say?" Cas asked.
"They said they gave Lucifer the boot. Not much surprise there. But, they did ask me to stay. Help with the whole Angel repopulation." Gabriel explained.
"Why didn't you?" Cas asked.
"Hey. I said I'd try to get Lucifer out of there. I didn't say anything about making more Angels. It's impossible anyway. A myth, Castiel." Gabriel said.
Cas stared at him, his familiar deep confusion covering his face.
"Well that's great. Where do you suppose we'll find him on earth? What's he up to anyway?" Dean asked.
"At this point, who knows." Sam answered.
The room fell silent for a few minutes, everyone seeming in thought about the occurrences.
"Well. I guess there's nothing we can do about him until signs start popping up, so, until then, which one of you are up for a case?"
1 Week Later
An entire week had passed without any mishaps or signs from Demons or Angels alike.
The group had spent their time working normal cases, which, with their numbers, was quite easy.
One night, as a celebration to another successful hunt, Dean had ordered a couple large pizzas and brought beer on the way.
Gabriel had become more welcome into the 'household'. Even if he still carried his old perks and tricks.
The team sat around the living room, eating, laughing and talking about nothing and everything.
"Gabe's actually getting better at this detective stuff. Back when he was low on Grace, I had him tag along with us when we were going after the Angels. Talking to one of the cops, he nearly blew our cover." Sam said.
"Gabe Smith." Gabriel mocked the name, giving Sam a playful glare.
Everyone other than Sam and Gabriel laughed out loud at the mention.
"Why couldn't you call me Gabe Winchester? I'd love to be able to keep the memory of the look on their face." Gabriel said.
Sam couldn't hide the slight blush that made itself visible.
"Hey, hey, hey. Not in the living room you two." Dean called out.
Sam laughed, hiding his growing embarrassment into Gabriel's shoulder.
Then, Jack called from the kitchen, "Who's been eating all my candy?"
The room went silent for a second, before it was broken by Sam, who laughed again, looking up at the approaching kid.
He came into the living room, with a confused and slightly upset look on his face.
Before his eyes set on the two sitting together on the couch.
"Uh, he did." Sam and Gabriel managed simultaneously, pointing a finger towards one another.
They looked at each other, looking slightly surprised at their copied replies.
"No, you did." They managed together once again.
"Okay. That's creepy." Dean broke off the moment, "But yeah. I'd say it was Gabriel. Sam doesn't eat candy much."
Jack focused on the Archangel, somewhat of an upset pout on his face.
"Alright kid. Don't make such a big deal out of it. You can get some more tomorrow." Gabriel said mindlessly, while a chocolate bar appeared in his hand, and he tossed it to him.
Jack caught the item, examining it curiously, before looking at the him again, "How did you do that?"
"Magic." Gabriel said dramatically.
"Can you teach me?" Jack asked.
Dean snorted in the midst of their conversation, as if trying not to laugh.
"Maybe." Gabriel said.
"What else can you do?" Jack asked curiously, slowly opening the candy, examining it as if to make sure it was real.
"Oh. A lot of things. Most of it you probably already know how to do, but, I've been around a lot longer. A lot longer." Gabriel said.
"Aww. Look at that. Jack and uncle Gabe are bonding." Dean said, before chuckling at his own joke.
"Call me uncle again and I'll cut your dick off." Gabriel said, in the most serious tone.
"Gabriel!" Sam tried to sound scolding, but it only resulted in a fit of laughter.
This was majority of what occurred for the rest of the night.
Honestly, Sam couldn't recall the last time they'd ever been so... normal.
Despite the world's constant dangers, it was moments like these that Sam treasured and restored belief that even they could be normal.
Sam was awoken by the feel of a hand gently shaking his shoulder.
"Sam. Sam. Wake up." A soft voice called to him.
Sam sighed, turning to face the voice.
"Hey. You two should probably get to bed." Mary said quietly.
It took a few seconds for Sam to process the words.
He looked around the room. Dean must have already headed in.
Sam, on the other hand, was laid out on the couch, head resting against Gabriel's lap.
Sighing, he sat up, soon noticing Gabriel was surprisingly asleep as well, head leaned back against the couch, slightly tilted to the side, his hand resting over Sam's body.
"Good night you two." Mary said, before leaving the dark room, retreating to her own room.
Sam sighed, resisting the urge to fall asleep again.
"Gabe? Hey. Wake up." Sam said as he sat up more.
"Hm?" Gabriel's eyes snapped open alert, as if surprised himself that he had fallen asleep.
"Come on. Let's go to bed." Sam whispered.
With that, the two practically sleep walked to their room.
Their room.
Sam had grown used to calling it that.
Of course, it took a while for Dean to accept it, or even all of it.
When they both reached the bed, laying down, Gabriel immediately pulled Sam close to him, leaving no part of him untouched.
"Nigh Sammy." Gabriel muttered tiredly.
"Night." Sam said, before he added to the sentence, whether the Angel heard or not, "I love you."
A/N: Well, that about wraps up this story. Sorry again that it took a while for each chapter to come out. I liked doing the planning more than actually writing it.
I am definitely considering making more fics like this in the future. Possible one-shot, or mini-fic of Sabriel or Destiel.
Anyway, I'm glad you liked the story, and I hoped you joined this last one.
Until the next story!
~Wolflover235