After a few minutes of a silent slumber, he jumped out from under the sheet we'd managed to wrap around ourselves. He walked around the room to locate his underwear, and pulled them on. While he was walking away, I noticed the way he walked, and smiled to myself. Proud that I'd managed to get him like that, especially since he's an angel! He came to a stop by the window, extended his arms and let is wings free. We'd both agreed that it'd be better for him to hide his wings, just in case they'd get hurt during the passionate portions of the evening. He opened the window to let the cool January air seep in and quench the heat we'd created. Wings poised, I thought he was going to take flight and leave.

"Gabe, where are you going? Was this the plan?" He lowered his wings so that the tips were trailing along the floor. He moved away from the window and headed towards the wall opposite the window. Knowing he'd have to pass by the bottom of the bed I shuffled forward and I just kept talking,

"Hm? To get me alone, away from Dean and Cas? Then bed me and leave?" I knew this couldn't be true, all I had to do was pray that he'd deny my accusations. Finally he made it to the desk opposite our bed, reaching for one of the glasses. Sighing, his hand fell away, gently placed on the desk. Shoulders slumped and head hung low, wings followed suit.

"No! No, that wasn't the plan. There wasn't a plan! Honestly, I just needed to get up and walk. Jeez will you stop being so paranoid." I could tell that he'd said something along those lines before. No doubt used to double-bluff his way through awkward one night stands. Exasperated I pulled the sheet around my hips, just in case. And headed on my own quest to find my underwear.

Somehow they'd manage to find their way into a wormhole and disappeared into another dimension, probably with a little help from someone. So I had to find a way to safely secure the sheet around my hips. Not difficult for someone who's lived as a hunter all their life. Even though he'd seen everything I have, I felt I had to cover up to keep what was left of my dignity.

"Then will you just try to explain, whatever this is, to me in normal plain English not in the 'Holier than thou' speak that you like to crack out when you don't want to give me a straight answer." All this was said as I was frantically pulling at a knot in the sheet. I could feel that he was watching me, so I just kept fiddling with the sheet, just to stop myself looking at him and seeing that sad little look in his eyes.

He slammed his hands against his temples, his wings flared up and knocked over the crappy lamp that stood on the edge of the desk. He let out an anguished howl and tried to push me away when I went to his side to comfort him. But everything he didn't really stop me, it was all half-assed. I managed to put my hand on his back, hoping that any form of contact would be reassuring.

"You know I can't. I can't tell you what's going on. Just stop trying to push the subject on me. If I want to talk to you about it, I will, but you've got to let me talk about it in my own time." All I could do was battle my way through his protesting wings and put my arms around his shoulders and just hold him.

"Come on now Gabe, you know I didn't mean to push things. I just wanted some answers. I'm sorry about that." His wings folded up around my arms and the joints touched my face as they moved. I momentarily forgot the world as their softness passed by. I decided it was time to pull away, cause all I wanted to do was fall into bed and sleep. My muscles were weak and if I didn't get myself sat down, my legs would give way. I hadn't noticed that he was leaning into my touch, so as I stepped away he had to stop himself from falling back.

"What are you doing?" he turned to see why he was missing my touch, "Why are you leaving?"

"Gabe, I'm not leaving, I'm just going to have a sit down for a second. Why don't you join me? It's much more comfortable to have your breakdown or whatever on a bed. Just relax dammit."

"I can't, I can't relax, I'm an angel for god sake!" He literally couldn't stay still for a second longer, ending up with him pacing the length of the room. I wanted to do anything to calm him down, to get the calm and collected Gabriel back. I wanted to make him smile, even if it just stayed there for a second.

"Please. Just sit, we could just lay down for a while. We don't need to talk. Not if you don't want to." I tried using my soothing voice. It didn't seem to work on Gabriel, in fact it was quite the opposite.

"What and be held in my arms, holding you forever? You know that can't happen Sam." He sounded so defeated, like he'd had this exact conversation before. Had he maybe found another mortal, long before me, and fell in love and seen them grow old... Maybe that's why he sounded so angry. Maybe the anger wasn't directed towards me.

"Shut up Gabriel. Just come here and lie down next to me." I gestured to the emptiness next to me. I was so exhausted. I couldn't believe that Gabe was still standing. After a long stunned silence I decided to close my eyes and try to drift off, hoping he'd come to me when he was ready. With a huff, I heard him shuffle toward me.