Sam was getting so tired of the sexual tension between Dean and Castiel. His brother and the Angel didn't seem to feel it, but Sam sure as hell could, and it was starting to get annoying. One particular night, Sam got so tired of the two of them, that he decided to make a call.

Gabriel appeared in front of him before the phone was even close to finished ringing. He smirked and took it, hanging it up before handing it back to Sam. "What's up, Samwich?"

"It's Dean and Cas. They're driving me insane," Sam told him, "I need help getting them together. They don't even know how in love with each other they are, Gabe!"

Gabriel hummed before grinning mischievously. "How about...I don't help you. Instead, we have a little contest to see who can get them together first?"

Sam considered it. "And what happens if you win?"

"If I win, you gotta give me a big ol' kiss on the lips, and if you win, you get the satisfaction of knowing our brothers are finally screwing each other,"

Sam's face screwed up in slight disgust before he nodded his head. "Alright, bring it Gabriel,"

"Oh don't worry, I'll win,"

With that, Gabriel disappeared, leaving Sam alone to come up with a game plan.