Still By Your Side
Title: Still By Your Side
Author: Meh_Forget_it
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Gabriel, Dean, Castiel, Bobby, Sam (Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Castiel)
Claim: Sam/Gabriel (Trickster)
Theme: Theme 06: 365
Prompt: 23. Sunset
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters that you may recognise.
Summary: Baby Gabriel seemed fine, until Sam had to leave him alone with Castiel and Bobby.
Word Count: 2,497 words (Huh, these seem to be getting longer…)
Warnings: Schmoop, overly cute kiddies, protective!Dean, scared!Gabriel, slight humour
Author Notes: Title is from something my mum said to me when I was younger and had to be left with my grandparents for the first time over night. Pretty much, she told me that even if I couldn't see her, she would still be with me. So yeah…
Seen and Not Heard | Don't Make Me Come Back There
"Do you want me to go to jail?" Sam sighed and looked up at the roof of the Impala, he had wondered when Castiel was finally going to lose patience sitting in the back with Gabriel. Dean was, mercifully, still asleep curled up next to Sam, but Gabriel had woken only ten minutes after Dean had actually finally fallen asleep, and had made it his mission to get a reaction out of Castiel.
"Yes." And he'd finally succeeded by… actually, Sam had no idea what Gabriel had been doing, he certainly hadn't been speaking much, hence Dean still being asleep. However, Castiel had snapped and Sam was trying his hardest not to laugh. Who the hell would think they'd be able to keep an angel in prison? Clearly Gabriel didn't care either way. Really, Castiel should have known better than the ask Gabriel of all people that. Hell, the little shit would probably now spend the rest of his days trying to figure out how to get Castiel arrested.
"Fine. When we get to Bobby's, I'm going to kill you!" Sam gaped and glanced at the two in the back through the rear view mirror, then down at Dean to see if Castiel's angry growl woke him. It hadn't, but the loud wail that Gabriel gave did, seconds later.
"Saaaaaammyyyyyy!" Sam sighed and glanced in the mirror before pulling to the side of the road, placing a calming hand on Dean's head when he looked at Gabriel then Sam in fearful confusion.
"Cas… Did the little wing incident not teach you anything?" Sam asked, though without any blame, given he'd done the same the previous day.
"I am sorry. I believe I snapped." Castiel said, voice full of shame, and Sam sighed, though it was drowned out by Gabriel's loud sobs. Sam pulled the car to a stop and climbed out, keeping Dean in his arms, then he opened the back door on Gabriel's side.
Sam placed a still drowsy Dean carefully on his feet next to him, before leaning into the car and pulling Gabriel into his arms, silently thanking anyone that was listening, when the sobs started to quieten. He glanced to the side when he felt Dean tug on his sleeve.
"Dean, you wanna sit in the back with Cas or in the front with me and Gabe?" Sam asked softly, not really needing two hysterical children. Dean looked at him and Gabriel then at Castiel, before silently letting go of Sam's sleeve and climbing in the back with a still guilty looking Castiel. "Okay, it's only an hours drive, tops to get to Bobby's. Can we try and make it without anyone killing anyone else?"
"Sorry, Sam. Gabriel, I won't kill you. I'm sorry I said so." Castiel said and Sam rolled his eyes when it just made Gabriel try to get closer to Sam. Really, he wasn't going to be able to sleep with adult Gabriel for months after this. He already felt like a paedophile just thinking it.
"Good. Come on then." Sam muttered, closing the back door and then getting in the front once more, shifting Gabriel so that he was resting over his thigh, sobs petering off into soft snores. Sam sighed, ruffled Gabriel's hair gently and then pulled back onto the road, hoping that they wouldn't have to stop again.
They got to Bobby's, finally, and after having spent a good twenty minutes laughing at them, whilst Dean scowled at him with all the ferocity a five year old could manage (which, Sam conceded, was actually more than he could at twenty-five) and Gabriel clung to Sam's leg and stared at Bobby.
Apparently, knowing who Castiel and Sam were was a godsend, because Gabriel had no clue who Bobby was. And had also decided that he was only going to trust Sam. Though that was probably partly because he didn't trust that Castiel wasn't going to kill him.
It did become a problem the next morning, when Bobby told Sam that he'd gotten a call about a salt and burn the next town over. Given that Dean was out of commission, and someone had to stay with Dean and Gabriel, so that left Sam. He wasn't entirely sure why Bobby couldn't go, but when he asked, the filthy look he got from the man made him decide he didn't want to know.
So after finally having managed to pry Gabriel's tiny, but freakishly strong fingers from his jeans, with help from Castiel, Sam had gotten back into the Impala, with a promise to Gabriel and a silent Dean that he'd be back as soon as he could.
Which was three days. He was dreading going back. Not only because Bobby was going to tear him a new one for taking so long on what should have been such a simple damned hunt (Sam really hated pissy spirits that didn't get that they were dead and should stay that way) but also because he couldn't help but think he'd lied to Dean and Gabriel. Who knew what they'd do to him.
The total silence from his phone didn't help. But surely Castiel or Bobby would have called if something terrible had happened.
Sam sighed as he pulled into the scrap yard in front of Bobby's house, shutting off the engine and then sitting in silence for a few minutes whilst he tried to psych himself up for whatever he was going to be put through.
Finally deciding that he couldn't actually stay in the car for any longer without looking a bit stupid, Sam got out and walked up to the house. He knocked on the door and called out as he opened it, wondering why it was so silent and feeling the beginnings of panic. He knew something had happened. And dammit, he really wasn't comfortable feeling so damned protective and fatherly towards Gabriel.
"Hello? Bobby? Cas?" Sam called out, walking further into the house and then pausing and hearing the sound of muffled cursing and then footsteps. "Where the hell is everyone?"
"Samuel." Sam spun around and saw an unusually ruffled Castiel standing behind him, looking highly relieved to see him.
"Er… Cas? Where’s everyone else?" Sam asked, looking around the front room of Bobby's house, half expecting to be tackled by either Dean or Gabriel.
"We had a small problem with Gabriel when you still hadn't come back yesterday." Castiel told him, then without waiting for a reply from Sam, pressed two fingers to his forehead and taking them somewhere else.
Sam looked around him and realised that they were in the basement under Bobby's house, where the panic room was. He saw Bobby scowling at the closed door to the panic room and guessed where Gabriel was at least, though he had no idea where Dean was.
"Er…"
"Dean is in there with Gabriel."
"Er…" Sam still wasn't all too sure what to say, and instead moved to the door to the panic room. He looked at Bobby, who just grunted at him tiredly and then turned back to Castiel. "Why didn't you just go in there and get them back out?"
"Gabriel remembers other things, it would seem. Warding against certain angels is one of them." Castiel told him dryly, clearly once more losing patience with the baby angel.
"Huh. If he actually was my kid, I'd be proud. So… Dean?"
"Dean decided that taking Gabriel and himself into the panic room would be the only way to keep them safe." Bobby spoke up for the first time, and Sam turned to gape at him.
"Dean did? Dean? Dean hates Gabriel." Sam pointed out, and Bobby just shrugged, whilst Castiel had clearly finally resorted to just muttering angrily under his breath. Apparently children were a natural angel-deterrent, something that amused Sam to no end.
"Apparently not enough that he didn't want to protect the pathetic little angel. His heartbroken little face even tugged at my heart strings." Bobby grumbled, and Sam sighed, trying to ignore the building feeling of guilt in his chest.
"Right, well I'm back now, so let's see if I can get them to come out, yeah?" Sam said, moving over to the door and sliding the small window in the door open. He looked in and saw Dean and Gabriel sitting on the bed, Gabriel cuddled into Dean's chest, whilst Dean hugged the angel protectively to his chest. Sam recognised the gesture as something Dean had done to himself when they were both children (for the first time). "Dean? Gabriel? I'm back now, you gonna come out of there?"
Gabriel's head shot up from where it was pressed into Dean's chest, and Sam found himself being stared at by two pairs of wide eyes.
"Sammy?" Gabriel asked, still clutching to Dean's t-shirt, whilst Dean huffed and pulled Gabriel closer. Sam's lips twitched as he tried to hide his amusement, and he really wished he had a camera right now.
"Yeah. Come on you two, you've got to be hungry, right? If you come out, I promise I'll take you both for pie and ice cream, yeah?" Sam urged, and he smirked when Dean narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously, but still nudged Gabriel to stand up.
Slowly the two children made their way over to the door, and Dean stood up on his tiptoes to unlock it. Sam stepped back and saw Bobby and Castiel gaping at him, whilst also, for some reason, looking embarrassed.
"Never thought to offer them pie and ice cream?" Sam asked, having an idea on why the two looked sheepish. When the two looked away, he gathered he'd guessed right. The door slowly opening stopped him from actually saying something however, and he soon had two tiny bodies clinging to his legs. "Hey, guys."
"Sammy, Uncle Bobby said you were inco-incomp-impo-"
"Incompetent?" Sam quickly interjected, before Dean actually said he was impotent, and Dean nodded his head against Sam's leg, whilst Gabriel was apparently trying to climb up Sam's leg.
"Yeah. We gonna get pie now?" Dean asked, whilst Sam placed a hand on Gabriel's head to stop him from actually succeeding in climbing up his body, which was just strange.
"I said we would, didn't I?" Sam said, getting a wide smile from Dean. Honestly, Sam just wanted to sleep for a year and a day, but he wouldn't hear the end of it if he reneged on a pie promise. "Come on, let's go get some pie. You two gonna be okay on your own? Or would you like to com-"
"No!" Sam blinked in shock when both Castiel and Bobby interrupted his question at the same time, and then he snickered and nodded his head.
"Okay. We'll be back later, alright?" Sam told them, then he held both their hands and led the two back to where he'd left the Impala, leaving Bobby and Castiel to get over the trauma of babysitting two young children and snickering to himself softly.
A couple of hours later, and Sam was sitting on the hood of the Impala with Dean and Gabriel leaning on either side of him, both sleepy and full (and probably nauseous) from the food. And neither one willing to let go of Sam, or at least let him out of their sight. The waitress at the diner he'd taken the two to, had immediately fallen in love with the two.
Which Sam totally didn't understand, as Dean had been a sullen little shit to anyone that wasn't Sam or Gabriel, and Gabriel had tried his hardest to burrow into Sam's jacket. Which was uncomfortable.
So, after the two had eaten their full of sugary treats (or pie) and Sam had finished his desperately needed coffee, Sam had taken the two back to Bobby's and had decided to just sit with them both. He silently hoped that they'd be turned back to normal soon, and as he watched the sunset with a child on either side of him, realised just how much he missed his big brother and his lover. He wanted them back.
"Sammy?" Sam looked down at Gabriel, who once more had his thumb in his mouth. Dean shifted on Sam's other side and pushed a hand into Sam's jacket pocket.
"Yeah?"
"You not gonna leave us again, okay?" Gabriel told him sternly, which, when he was actually an adult and had the whole smitey Archangel thing going to him was amusing, but now it was just down right adorable.
"No, I'm not gonna leave you again. And I didn't leave you alone, Cas and Bobby were here! You like Cas and Bobby is awesome!" Sam said, wondering if he actually had fallen into the Twilight Zone.
"Cas was mean!" Gabriel huffed and Sam couldn't stop the snicker when he felt Dean nod against his side.
"He wasn't actually going to kill you, you know." Sam pointed out, though the fact he was trying not to laugh probably didn't help make him come across as serious.
Sam gave up on trying to convince them that Castiel wasn't mean, however, when they both refused to answer him and decided to just sit and watch the sunset with them both.
When Sam woke up the next morning, he kinda wished he hadn't caved when the two had pleaded to stay in his bed, because there was clingy and then there was just plain annoying. And waking up to two full grown men squashing him wasn't fun either.
"Dude, get the hell off me!" Sam gasped out, shoving at what he assumed was Dean's chest, and judging by the grunt he got, he hadn't missed.
"Sammy, this is kinky even for me." Gabriel muttered, nuzzling into Sam's neck, and Sam sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Get off me. I've had to deal with you two brats for a week now, I'm not kidding. We need a damn break. Get. Off." Sam groaned, and Dean snickered, but rolled away, yelping when he ran out of bed and fell to the floor.
"Aw, Sammy, you promised us that you'd never leave us." Gabriel whined, clinging even tighter to Sam, whilst Dean groaned and chuckled from the floor, which was an accomplishment that actually impressed Sam.
"You were four. And you remember everything then?" Sam asked, shoving as Gabriel and sitting up in the bed, ignoring Gabriel grumbling and moving to curl around Sam.
"Yeah, we can remember everything." Dean said, and Sam leant to the side to see that Dean was still lying on the floor.
"Oh good, I'm going to text the photo of you and Gabriel curled around one another, fast asleep, to everyone we know. Everyone." Sam said, and Dean glared at him whilst Gabriel snorted.
"So, Bobby and Cas then?"
"Shut up." Sam was already beginning to miss then as children, but at least he could punch them now without feeling any guilt. Or shoot them, maybe.
End Note: And they're all growed up! *snicker* Yeah, this is the last one of this little 'verse. Castiel snapping was the bit I had most fun writing. Lol! The guy had to have a limit at some point right? And most kids find the limit of the most placid people… Gabriel as a child would be the master of pushing and pushing until he found that limit. *cackles*
Author: Meh_Forget_it
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Gabriel, Dean, Castiel, Bobby, Sam (Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Castiel)
Claim: Sam/Gabriel (Trickster)
Theme: Theme 06: 365
Prompt: 23. Sunset
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters that you may recognise.
Summary: Baby Gabriel seemed fine, until Sam had to leave him alone with Castiel and Bobby.
Word Count: 2,497 words (Huh, these seem to be getting longer…)
Warnings: Schmoop, overly cute kiddies, protective!Dean, scared!Gabriel, slight humour
Author Notes: Title is from something my mum said to me when I was younger and had to be left with my grandparents for the first time over night. Pretty much, she told me that even if I couldn't see her, she would still be with me. So yeah…
Seen and Not Heard | Don't Make Me Come Back There
"Do you want me to go to jail?" Sam sighed and looked up at the roof of the Impala, he had wondered when Castiel was finally going to lose patience sitting in the back with Gabriel. Dean was, mercifully, still asleep curled up next to Sam, but Gabriel had woken only ten minutes after Dean had actually finally fallen asleep, and had made it his mission to get a reaction out of Castiel.
"Yes." And he'd finally succeeded by… actually, Sam had no idea what Gabriel had been doing, he certainly hadn't been speaking much, hence Dean still being asleep. However, Castiel had snapped and Sam was trying his hardest not to laugh. Who the hell would think they'd be able to keep an angel in prison? Clearly Gabriel didn't care either way. Really, Castiel should have known better than the ask Gabriel of all people that. Hell, the little shit would probably now spend the rest of his days trying to figure out how to get Castiel arrested.
"Fine. When we get to Bobby's, I'm going to kill you!" Sam gaped and glanced at the two in the back through the rear view mirror, then down at Dean to see if Castiel's angry growl woke him. It hadn't, but the loud wail that Gabriel gave did, seconds later.
"Saaaaaammyyyyyy!" Sam sighed and glanced in the mirror before pulling to the side of the road, placing a calming hand on Dean's head when he looked at Gabriel then Sam in fearful confusion.
"Cas… Did the little wing incident not teach you anything?" Sam asked, though without any blame, given he'd done the same the previous day.
"I am sorry. I believe I snapped." Castiel said, voice full of shame, and Sam sighed, though it was drowned out by Gabriel's loud sobs. Sam pulled the car to a stop and climbed out, keeping Dean in his arms, then he opened the back door on Gabriel's side.
Sam placed a still drowsy Dean carefully on his feet next to him, before leaning into the car and pulling Gabriel into his arms, silently thanking anyone that was listening, when the sobs started to quieten. He glanced to the side when he felt Dean tug on his sleeve.
"Dean, you wanna sit in the back with Cas or in the front with me and Gabe?" Sam asked softly, not really needing two hysterical children. Dean looked at him and Gabriel then at Castiel, before silently letting go of Sam's sleeve and climbing in the back with a still guilty looking Castiel. "Okay, it's only an hours drive, tops to get to Bobby's. Can we try and make it without anyone killing anyone else?"
"Sorry, Sam. Gabriel, I won't kill you. I'm sorry I said so." Castiel said and Sam rolled his eyes when it just made Gabriel try to get closer to Sam. Really, he wasn't going to be able to sleep with adult Gabriel for months after this. He already felt like a paedophile just thinking it.
"Good. Come on then." Sam muttered, closing the back door and then getting in the front once more, shifting Gabriel so that he was resting over his thigh, sobs petering off into soft snores. Sam sighed, ruffled Gabriel's hair gently and then pulled back onto the road, hoping that they wouldn't have to stop again.
They got to Bobby's, finally, and after having spent a good twenty minutes laughing at them, whilst Dean scowled at him with all the ferocity a five year old could manage (which, Sam conceded, was actually more than he could at twenty-five) and Gabriel clung to Sam's leg and stared at Bobby.
Apparently, knowing who Castiel and Sam were was a godsend, because Gabriel had no clue who Bobby was. And had also decided that he was only going to trust Sam. Though that was probably partly because he didn't trust that Castiel wasn't going to kill him.
It did become a problem the next morning, when Bobby told Sam that he'd gotten a call about a salt and burn the next town over. Given that Dean was out of commission, and someone had to stay with Dean and Gabriel, so that left Sam. He wasn't entirely sure why Bobby couldn't go, but when he asked, the filthy look he got from the man made him decide he didn't want to know.
So after finally having managed to pry Gabriel's tiny, but freakishly strong fingers from his jeans, with help from Castiel, Sam had gotten back into the Impala, with a promise to Gabriel and a silent Dean that he'd be back as soon as he could.
Which was three days. He was dreading going back. Not only because Bobby was going to tear him a new one for taking so long on what should have been such a simple damned hunt (Sam really hated pissy spirits that didn't get that they were dead and should stay that way) but also because he couldn't help but think he'd lied to Dean and Gabriel. Who knew what they'd do to him.
The total silence from his phone didn't help. But surely Castiel or Bobby would have called if something terrible had happened.
Sam sighed as he pulled into the scrap yard in front of Bobby's house, shutting off the engine and then sitting in silence for a few minutes whilst he tried to psych himself up for whatever he was going to be put through.
Finally deciding that he couldn't actually stay in the car for any longer without looking a bit stupid, Sam got out and walked up to the house. He knocked on the door and called out as he opened it, wondering why it was so silent and feeling the beginnings of panic. He knew something had happened. And dammit, he really wasn't comfortable feeling so damned protective and fatherly towards Gabriel.
"Hello? Bobby? Cas?" Sam called out, walking further into the house and then pausing and hearing the sound of muffled cursing and then footsteps. "Where the hell is everyone?"
"Samuel." Sam spun around and saw an unusually ruffled Castiel standing behind him, looking highly relieved to see him.
"Er… Cas? Where’s everyone else?" Sam asked, looking around the front room of Bobby's house, half expecting to be tackled by either Dean or Gabriel.
"We had a small problem with Gabriel when you still hadn't come back yesterday." Castiel told him, then without waiting for a reply from Sam, pressed two fingers to his forehead and taking them somewhere else.
Sam looked around him and realised that they were in the basement under Bobby's house, where the panic room was. He saw Bobby scowling at the closed door to the panic room and guessed where Gabriel was at least, though he had no idea where Dean was.
"Er…"
"Dean is in there with Gabriel."
"Er…" Sam still wasn't all too sure what to say, and instead moved to the door to the panic room. He looked at Bobby, who just grunted at him tiredly and then turned back to Castiel. "Why didn't you just go in there and get them back out?"
"Gabriel remembers other things, it would seem. Warding against certain angels is one of them." Castiel told him dryly, clearly once more losing patience with the baby angel.
"Huh. If he actually was my kid, I'd be proud. So… Dean?"
"Dean decided that taking Gabriel and himself into the panic room would be the only way to keep them safe." Bobby spoke up for the first time, and Sam turned to gape at him.
"Dean did? Dean? Dean hates Gabriel." Sam pointed out, and Bobby just shrugged, whilst Castiel had clearly finally resorted to just muttering angrily under his breath. Apparently children were a natural angel-deterrent, something that amused Sam to no end.
"Apparently not enough that he didn't want to protect the pathetic little angel. His heartbroken little face even tugged at my heart strings." Bobby grumbled, and Sam sighed, trying to ignore the building feeling of guilt in his chest.
"Right, well I'm back now, so let's see if I can get them to come out, yeah?" Sam said, moving over to the door and sliding the small window in the door open. He looked in and saw Dean and Gabriel sitting on the bed, Gabriel cuddled into Dean's chest, whilst Dean hugged the angel protectively to his chest. Sam recognised the gesture as something Dean had done to himself when they were both children (for the first time). "Dean? Gabriel? I'm back now, you gonna come out of there?"
Gabriel's head shot up from where it was pressed into Dean's chest, and Sam found himself being stared at by two pairs of wide eyes.
"Sammy?" Gabriel asked, still clutching to Dean's t-shirt, whilst Dean huffed and pulled Gabriel closer. Sam's lips twitched as he tried to hide his amusement, and he really wished he had a camera right now.
"Yeah. Come on you two, you've got to be hungry, right? If you come out, I promise I'll take you both for pie and ice cream, yeah?" Sam urged, and he smirked when Dean narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously, but still nudged Gabriel to stand up.
Slowly the two children made their way over to the door, and Dean stood up on his tiptoes to unlock it. Sam stepped back and saw Bobby and Castiel gaping at him, whilst also, for some reason, looking embarrassed.
"Never thought to offer them pie and ice cream?" Sam asked, having an idea on why the two looked sheepish. When the two looked away, he gathered he'd guessed right. The door slowly opening stopped him from actually saying something however, and he soon had two tiny bodies clinging to his legs. "Hey, guys."
"Sammy, Uncle Bobby said you were inco-incomp-impo-"
"Incompetent?" Sam quickly interjected, before Dean actually said he was impotent, and Dean nodded his head against Sam's leg, whilst Gabriel was apparently trying to climb up Sam's leg.
"Yeah. We gonna get pie now?" Dean asked, whilst Sam placed a hand on Gabriel's head to stop him from actually succeeding in climbing up his body, which was just strange.
"I said we would, didn't I?" Sam said, getting a wide smile from Dean. Honestly, Sam just wanted to sleep for a year and a day, but he wouldn't hear the end of it if he reneged on a pie promise. "Come on, let's go get some pie. You two gonna be okay on your own? Or would you like to com-"
"No!" Sam blinked in shock when both Castiel and Bobby interrupted his question at the same time, and then he snickered and nodded his head.
"Okay. We'll be back later, alright?" Sam told them, then he held both their hands and led the two back to where he'd left the Impala, leaving Bobby and Castiel to get over the trauma of babysitting two young children and snickering to himself softly.
A couple of hours later, and Sam was sitting on the hood of the Impala with Dean and Gabriel leaning on either side of him, both sleepy and full (and probably nauseous) from the food. And neither one willing to let go of Sam, or at least let him out of their sight. The waitress at the diner he'd taken the two to, had immediately fallen in love with the two.
Which Sam totally didn't understand, as Dean had been a sullen little shit to anyone that wasn't Sam or Gabriel, and Gabriel had tried his hardest to burrow into Sam's jacket. Which was uncomfortable.
So, after the two had eaten their full of sugary treats (or pie) and Sam had finished his desperately needed coffee, Sam had taken the two back to Bobby's and had decided to just sit with them both. He silently hoped that they'd be turned back to normal soon, and as he watched the sunset with a child on either side of him, realised just how much he missed his big brother and his lover. He wanted them back.
"Sammy?" Sam looked down at Gabriel, who once more had his thumb in his mouth. Dean shifted on Sam's other side and pushed a hand into Sam's jacket pocket.
"Yeah?"
"You not gonna leave us again, okay?" Gabriel told him sternly, which, when he was actually an adult and had the whole smitey Archangel thing going to him was amusing, but now it was just down right adorable.
"No, I'm not gonna leave you again. And I didn't leave you alone, Cas and Bobby were here! You like Cas and Bobby is awesome!" Sam said, wondering if he actually had fallen into the Twilight Zone.
"Cas was mean!" Gabriel huffed and Sam couldn't stop the snicker when he felt Dean nod against his side.
"He wasn't actually going to kill you, you know." Sam pointed out, though the fact he was trying not to laugh probably didn't help make him come across as serious.
Sam gave up on trying to convince them that Castiel wasn't mean, however, when they both refused to answer him and decided to just sit and watch the sunset with them both.
When Sam woke up the next morning, he kinda wished he hadn't caved when the two had pleaded to stay in his bed, because there was clingy and then there was just plain annoying. And waking up to two full grown men squashing him wasn't fun either.
"Dude, get the hell off me!" Sam gasped out, shoving at what he assumed was Dean's chest, and judging by the grunt he got, he hadn't missed.
"Sammy, this is kinky even for me." Gabriel muttered, nuzzling into Sam's neck, and Sam sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Get off me. I've had to deal with you two brats for a week now, I'm not kidding. We need a damn break. Get. Off." Sam groaned, and Dean snickered, but rolled away, yelping when he ran out of bed and fell to the floor.
"Aw, Sammy, you promised us that you'd never leave us." Gabriel whined, clinging even tighter to Sam, whilst Dean groaned and chuckled from the floor, which was an accomplishment that actually impressed Sam.
"You were four. And you remember everything then?" Sam asked, shoving as Gabriel and sitting up in the bed, ignoring Gabriel grumbling and moving to curl around Sam.
"Yeah, we can remember everything." Dean said, and Sam leant to the side to see that Dean was still lying on the floor.
"Oh good, I'm going to text the photo of you and Gabriel curled around one another, fast asleep, to everyone we know. Everyone." Sam said, and Dean glared at him whilst Gabriel snorted.
"So, Bobby and Cas then?"
"Shut up." Sam was already beginning to miss then as children, but at least he could punch them now without feeling any guilt. Or shoot them, maybe.
End Note: And they're all growed up! *snicker* Yeah, this is the last one of this little 'verse. Castiel snapping was the bit I had most fun writing. Lol! The guy had to have a limit at some point right? And most kids find the limit of the most placid people… Gabriel as a child would be the master of pushing and pushing until he found that limit. *cackles*