Adopt, 4 of 10
Title: Adopt, 4 of 10
Fourth part of: Abe Verse
Author: ameonna1
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Gabriel/Sam, Castiel/Dean, OC's
Word Count: 500
Things to Know: AU, Minor language, fledgling fic, not mpreg, past injuries, loss of a partner, mentions of abuse
A/N: So all of you that pointed out that Gabe was going to flip his shit wins a million internets. Thank you for the comments! I truly appreciated them!
Summary: Sam was pretty sure there was stuff you had to do before you have kids.
A blur later Sam is standing behind Gabriel in Luc’s living room. The camp lantern that the kid uses to read is on it’s side and there are pages from a book everywhere. Sam pulls his knife out just as Gabriel flicks his wrist and is holding his sword.
It’s quiet and then... voices.
They slip forward and Sam can hear the sound of wood splintering before, “Come on, sunshine. We just want to play with you.”
Gabriel growls, “Demons.”
With a quick movement, Gabriel flicks his sword forward before he makes a loop and Sam nods. Gabriel vanishes and Sam swallows before he steps forward.
There are four of them, two giant bastards, a skinny one with a knife, and a woman. They’re breaking down the basement door.
Carefully, Sam clears his throat. Four pairs of black eyes swing to look at him and Sam smiles.
“And what are you supposed to be?” The woman asks, crossing her arms. “The cavalry?”
“I’m the distraction, actually.” Sam says.
A beat passes and then in the blink of an eye one the giant guys is in pieces on the floor. Gabriel slams his wings out and the woman screams. Then Sam is rushing forward. Sliding through the gap in the fight to crawl through the hole they made in the basement door.
It sounds like cats and dogs behind him, but Sam holds his hand out and pushes away the boxes of books that had been shoved against the door and pounds down the stairs.
“Luc?” He hisses and freezes when he hears movement.
One of the boxes slides aside and Luc peers at him with pale eyes and whimpers, “Sam!”
Sam tries to not blink because Luc’s wings are out, sleek luminous things but there’s a dark stain across one of them. He loops his arm around Luc’s waist and together they fumble up the stairs and stop when they reach the kitchen.
It’s a massacre. Sam feels his stomach clench as Luc whimpers and clings tighter to him. Gabriel is on one of the demons and there’s a crunch as he jerks down.
His eyes are a flaming gold when he looks up.
The world blurs and Sam is standing in the kitchen holding Luc as Dean cusses.
“He needs help,” Sam blurts as Castiel gasps and the kitchen becomes a whirlwind of towels and bandages.
Gabriel doesn’t come home for an hour. Not until Sam is in the nest with Luc curled up in his lap, his left wing bound with most of the blood cleaned out of his feathers.
Luc is asleep and Gabriel looks tired. His sleeve is torn and there’s a smudge of something across his temple.
“I lost my temper,” he frowns and Sam sighs.
“You think so?” He reaches out as Gabriel presses against his side, his wings rippling into existence and coming to curl around Sam and Luc.
“I think I killed every demon in Detroit.”
“Oh, Gabriel.”
Part Five
Fourth part of: Abe Verse
Author: ameonna1
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Gabriel/Sam, Castiel/Dean, OC's
Word Count: 500
Things to Know: AU, Minor language, fledgling fic, not mpreg, past injuries, loss of a partner, mentions of abuse
A/N: So all of you that pointed out that Gabe was going to flip his shit wins a million internets. Thank you for the comments! I truly appreciated them!
Summary: Sam was pretty sure there was stuff you had to do before you have kids.
A blur later Sam is standing behind Gabriel in Luc’s living room. The camp lantern that the kid uses to read is on it’s side and there are pages from a book everywhere. Sam pulls his knife out just as Gabriel flicks his wrist and is holding his sword.
It’s quiet and then... voices.
They slip forward and Sam can hear the sound of wood splintering before, “Come on, sunshine. We just want to play with you.”
Gabriel growls, “Demons.”
With a quick movement, Gabriel flicks his sword forward before he makes a loop and Sam nods. Gabriel vanishes and Sam swallows before he steps forward.
There are four of them, two giant bastards, a skinny one with a knife, and a woman. They’re breaking down the basement door.
Carefully, Sam clears his throat. Four pairs of black eyes swing to look at him and Sam smiles.
“And what are you supposed to be?” The woman asks, crossing her arms. “The cavalry?”
“I’m the distraction, actually.” Sam says.
A beat passes and then in the blink of an eye one the giant guys is in pieces on the floor. Gabriel slams his wings out and the woman screams. Then Sam is rushing forward. Sliding through the gap in the fight to crawl through the hole they made in the basement door.
It sounds like cats and dogs behind him, but Sam holds his hand out and pushes away the boxes of books that had been shoved against the door and pounds down the stairs.
“Luc?” He hisses and freezes when he hears movement.
One of the boxes slides aside and Luc peers at him with pale eyes and whimpers, “Sam!”
Sam tries to not blink because Luc’s wings are out, sleek luminous things but there’s a dark stain across one of them. He loops his arm around Luc’s waist and together they fumble up the stairs and stop when they reach the kitchen.
It’s a massacre. Sam feels his stomach clench as Luc whimpers and clings tighter to him. Gabriel is on one of the demons and there’s a crunch as he jerks down.
His eyes are a flaming gold when he looks up.
The world blurs and Sam is standing in the kitchen holding Luc as Dean cusses.
“He needs help,” Sam blurts as Castiel gasps and the kitchen becomes a whirlwind of towels and bandages.
Gabriel doesn’t come home for an hour. Not until Sam is in the nest with Luc curled up in his lap, his left wing bound with most of the blood cleaned out of his feathers.
Luc is asleep and Gabriel looks tired. His sleeve is torn and there’s a smudge of something across his temple.
“I lost my temper,” he frowns and Sam sighs.
“You think so?” He reaches out as Gabriel presses against his side, his wings rippling into existence and coming to curl around Sam and Luc.
“I think I killed every demon in Detroit.”
“Oh, Gabriel.”
Part Five