Disclaimer: I am the unfortunate owner of a Plot Bunny named Peanut Butter that bites at random moments, but I love him. I don't own the characters of Supernatural (If someone would give me Sam or Gabe…), or the weapons, or the vehicles (I'll take the Impala…).

A.N.: This is rated M for safety.

1. Dean

Dean threw open the door to Sam's motel room and stopped dead. All thoughts about what he was going to ask Sam flew from his mind at the sight before him.

Sam lay spread eagle on the bed, Gabriel had lube in his hand, and Sam was moaning.

And Dean took off running.

"I need brain bleach!"

Sam and Gabe looked up and both cracked up.

2. Lucifer

The devil was tired of playing games. He appeared outside Sam's motel room and opened the door. Sam would say – Apparently, "Aw fuck, Gabriel!" Well the last word he more or screamed.

Gabriel looked up, pretending to be startled and horrified. "For Dad's sake Lucifer, knock!"

Lucifer still hasn't figured out what to do about this latest development. And he was pretty sure his reaction to it was not correct.

3. Bobby

The older hunter entered his guest bedroom, to find his youngest foster son and the archangel with their tongues down each other's throats. (Well actually Sam's tongue was probably down Gabriel's throat.)

Bobby just said. "Dinner's ready." And if the archangel said he'd just eat Sam, bobby' isn't thinking about it.

4. Castiel

Castiel appeared in Sam's room, by accident and cocked his head. The sound of his wings made the room's two occupants look over. Sam's shirt was off and he was bent over Gabriel, in the process of removing Gabriel's jeans. Castiel's brother's hands were over Sam's heart and in his hair. There was a snap and Castiel vanished.

Sam looked at Gabe, who shrugged. "Are you going to remove these jeans or not?"

5. Samuel Campbell (AU between season 5 & 6)

Samuel sighed, going to his grandson's room. Sam had been distracted on this hunt and Samuel needed to talk to him. He knew Sam never picked up girls so he opened the door.

"Sam." He stated, then stopped. The bed was a mess.

"Fuck off!" A voice, not Sam's, snapped, and a guy threw some of the covers off.

Samuel stared, it was very obvious what had happened last night.

The guy glared at Samuel before disappearing under the covers.

XXX

Me: That was much better than the last one-shot.

PB: I wanted Sam handcuffed… And Gabe to say, "Sorry, we don't do threesomes."

Me: Well sorry. I put that in a different story.