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Companion piece...or pre-quel to the fic: Clothes Make the Angel
Starring our favorite Foursome.

Rating: PG-13
Genre: Humour 
Pairing: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Gabriel
Spoilers: thru Season 5. just to be safe
Warnings: Yummy...Angel sex
Word Count: Just over 2,500

Perception is Reality




Sam, Dean and Cas made their way to their room, after a late night snack at the Diner attached their motel. They were tired. But it was a good tired. The kind of peace that settles on you after winning, yet another, hard fought battle.

Sam was tired enough that he had declined the cute waitress' advances when she offered to write her phone number on the check, and told him she'd be off in an hour.

Smiling guilelessly at her he had shook his head. “Sorry, Debbie. Got an early day tomorrow and I really need to get some rest. Maybe next time we're in town, I can look you up.”

Debbie just shrugged her shoulders and pocketed the check and generous tip with a polite, though slightly disappointed, smile. Dean had looked pretty surprised at Sam's rebuff, but didn't say anything.

As they neared the room Sam noticed that Cas had begun to hang back. He looked like he was feeling a little awkward. Well, more awkward than usual.

Cas, we don't have to go through this every time,” Dean began. Cas looked sheepish. Sam could tell he still found it difficult to voice his feelings. Hell, Sam figured, the once-fallen-now-restored-Angel was probably finding it difficult to wrap his brain around the whole concept of feelings at all.

Sam found it more interesting that his usually quick-witted brother would become equally tongue-tied in these situations. He actually found the whole thing kinda sweet. Though he would never tell Dean that.

Giving an encouraging smile, Sam decided to broach the subject.

I'm guessing you got another room for you and Dean,” he offered.

I have, in fact, secured additional accommodations. If you're not uncomfortable with Dean accompanying me-”

Oh, for the – Cas ! Sam is not my Dad. And you don't have to ask his permission to take me to the prom.”

It's cool, Cas, I could really use some private time to decompress anyway. Be good...or whatever it is you guys do,” Sam chuckled, “See you tomorrow.”

Thank you, Sam. Rest well,” Cas smiled fondly at Sam and then led Dean to the room directly across the hall.

Hey, they've got porn on pay per view here. Live a little Sammy,” Dean said with his typical bravado.

Sam opened the door to his room and looked back to make sure he caught Dean's eye and gave an extra nod of assurance, that he knew his brother was hoping for. When Dean gave an answering nod, Sam went inside and closed the door.

Alone at last,” he said aloud to the empty room.

Sam shook his head with a smile as he reflected on how he had ever been put in that position, which Dean had alluded to, of being his bother's keeper. It's true, Dean didn't need his permission for any of his life choices, but more often than not, that sense of being responsible to and for each other, trumped everything.

Except maybe love. And truth be told, Sam was happy to see Dean settled with someone who really was good for him. Yes, it was unconventional. God knows, nobody ever would have predicted his Lothario of a brother would end up romantically paired with (and, for all intents and purposes, married to) an Angel. But, as Woody Allen once said, the heart wants what it wants.

Sam sighed. He was still a romantic at heart. He hoped he could find his own soul mate someday. But he was beginning to think that was less and less likely. He really didn't have much to offer, with his lifestyle being what it was. Who could understand what he did and why he did it?

And then there was all that messy personal history. So maybe that kind of happy ending wasn't in the cards for him. He'd make due.

Pay per view...” Sam snorted, again shaking his head.

Guess I could do some research,” he said toeing off his shoes and stripping down to t-shirt and boxers. He grabbed his journal and pulled his laptop onto the bed and fired it up.

Just you and me tonight...again,” Sam said to the machine sitting across his legs. The computer merely hummed very quietly in response.

Flipping open the journal on the bed next to him, Sam's eye fell on a DVD that had slipped out from behind the back cover.

What was...? Oh. That.

Sam was unaware of the smile that crossed his features as he recognized the DVD. The one Gabriel had made them before Lucifer killed him. Gabriel had actually been helpful, by providing him and Dean the information about the Horseman and the rings. Of course, it turned out they'd had to employ additional resources to stave off the end of the world, but Sam appreciated Gabriel's effort. Not to mention his sacrifice.

Who would've thought when they first met The Trickster, that he'd turn out to be one of the bravest souls Sam and Dean had ever encountered. Sam had only started to realize the depths of Gabriel's courage when...well, at least he had gone down fighting.

Team Free Will! Gabriel's voice rang in his ears.

We won, Gabriel. Did you know that? Sam hoped, at least, Gabriel was at peace.

He slipped the DVD into the drive on the side of the laptop and watched for the familiar image to appear.

Instead of defaulting to the scene that Sam remembered of Gabriel surrounded by scantily clad women, a menu appeared on the screen. That was interesting; he hadn't remembered that from before.

There were no FBI warnings at least. Hmm..Extras?...Wonder what that could be. Sam's smile widened, as he imagined some elaborate final joke left by Gabriel. A sort of fitting epitaph. The least Sam could do was play it. He owed Gabriel that much.

He moved the cursor and hit enter.

And there was Gabriel. No one else, just the Archangel. Sitting much like Sam was right now. Reclining on an anonymous bed in some dive hotel. Pure white boxers and tank shirt. Looking as though he was glowing.

He was looking directly at Sam. No. That couldn't be. He was looking at the camera, Sam reminded himself.

Hello, Sam,” Gabriel said.

Sam flinched.

I'd hoped you'd remember me,” the Angel continued in what Sam could only think was an incredibly sexy voice.

He'd been secretly attracted to Gabriel the since last couple of times they'd met (all that Angel mojo was pretty heady stuff), but with the Apocalypse looming, he hadn't let himself go there. He had needed his focus. And now...well, yet another missed opportunity.

So how's it hangin', baby Winchester? Ganked any demons or spooks lately?”

Yeah, as a matter of fact, cleaned out a nasty little nest just this morning. You should have seen...”

Sam's voice trailed off as he noticed, again, that – from his computer screen – Gabriel seemed to be looking at him. He wore a rather rapt look on his face, and when Sam stopped talking Gabriel spoke up.

I'm glad you came through it looking,” he said silkily.

And, damn, if his eyes didn't flick down then up, as though he was taking in Sam's entire body. Sam couldn't help but shiver.

And now you're…what? Celebrating?” Gabriel inquired with a arched an eyebrow.

Okay...this has been fun, but I think it's time to say goodnight,” Sam said as he raised a hand to close the laptop.

Oh I wish you wouldn't,” Gabriel said hurriedly, “I've been so long without companionship. So long without you, Samuel.”

Caught up in the moment, Sam continued talking to image on his computer.

I guess I should tell you something,” Sam confessed, “The information you left for us on that night...”

That Lucifer killed me? Yes...” Gabriel could be seen onscreen making a 'go-on' gesture with his index finger.

It helped. You helped. We were able to save a lot people,” Sam hoped that would bring Gabriel some comfort, wherever he was.

And, hey! Look, I survived. It's just me in here, ya know? Lucifer is back in his cage,” Sam wanted Gabriel to know that. Didn't want him thinking that Lucifer was just wearing him as a meat suit.

I heard. I'm very proud of you, Samuel. Though, I do think you acted a bit recklessly when it came to your own well-being-” the Archangel admonished.

Not you too. Dean is still not over that whole deal. I think it haunts him,” Sam said, sadly.

I'm sure it does...Lucky for him he's got his own personal Angel to get him through those nightmares. You – both of you – are heroes, you know.”

Cut it out. Just doing the job. Besides I wasn't able to save you...” Sam said regretfully.

Gabriel's countenance softened.

Is that what you wanted, Sam? To save me?”

Why wouldn't I?”

Uhmmm, does the memory of my killing your brother – repeatedly – ring any bells? How about your visit to TV Land? You can't tell me those actions endeared me to you.”

Well, now looking at things in retrospect, I could see that you thought you were helping at the time. In your own, screwed-up, way. Not that I was crazy about your methodology,” Sam added.

Point taken,” Gabriel acknowledged.

And I'm not too proud to admit, I...liked having you around,” Sam said, looking up from under his lashes.

You miss me?” Gabriel asked.

Yes. All right? I miss you. I mean, I'm assuming that's what this whole dream sequence is all about. Just some corporeal manifestation of my innermost desires...” Sam said, somewhat defeatedly. He was already beginning to dread waking up and losing Gabriel all over again.

You desire me?” Gabriel pressed.

Oh, for God's sake. Yes! This has got to be the most frustrating wet dream ever! Can we just get to the good part?” Sam was begging.

Tell me. What would be 'the good part', Samuel?” Gabriel purred, “Tell me.”

For starters, how about you touching me,” Sam growled as he quickly shoved his boxers down his thighs, revealing his impressive and erect cock. It was definitely in proportion to rest of his features. Which was saying something. There was a reason Dean referred to him as Sasquatch.

Sam risked a glance at the laptop, fearing each time he did so, the illusion of Gabriel would have disappeared. Gabriel's face remained, however. Now assessing Sam with a heavy-lidded gaze.

Such beauty,” Gabriel remarked dreamily.

Gabriel. The touching. Now!”

Of course, gorgeous. Do me one favor...Close your eyes,” Gabriel whispered.

Sam complied.

Tell me, Sam. Is this what you wanted?”

Sam felt Gabriel's fingers grasping his manhood. They felt nothing like his own rough, meaty paws. These long, elegant digits were soft and sensitive and knowing. Quickly they brought him to the brink of ecstasy.

Wow. Sam decided this had turned into the best fantasy ever. If only...

Please tell me, Sam. I need to hear it.”

It's you, Gabriel. It was always you. I wish you were here with me right now,” Sam cried out as he came.

Open you eyes, Samuel,” Gabriel soothed.

Sam could swear he felt Gabriel's body heat, as though he was pressed right against him.

Stubbornly, Sam kept his eyes screwed closed.

Samuel? Why won't you open your eyes, love?”

You'll be gone. None of this will be real. I don't want to lose you again,” Sam felt tears stinging from behind his eyelids.

I promise that won't happen. If you want me, I'll remain here,” Gabriel assured him.

Sam didn't think he could survive if this was some sort of cruel joke, but he felt compelled to open his eyes.

And Sam beheld an Angel.

Smiling back at him, Gabriel said, “See?”

You're real.”


You're really here?” Sam ventured to ask while tentatively reaching out to touch Gabriel.

Oh, yes,” Gabriel confirmed, his body welcoming Sam’s explorations.

Once he felt the solid flesh beneath his fingers, Sam grabbed Gabriel and brought him in for a fierce hug. Determined not to let him go.

Easy, Sam. I'm not going anywhere,” Gabriel assured him.

How do I know that? Where have you been? How can you be here now...”

Gabriel shushed Sam by placing his index finger against Sam's lips.

Okay. I get why you'd be skeptical. You've had some bad breaks, Sam. More than your share.” Gabriel was stroking Sam's long hair, pushing it back from his face. “But what you and your brother need to accept is that sometimes good things can happen. Even to you.”

Then Gabriel did something that Sam had dreamed about for so long that he could hardly believe it was happening. He traced his index finger down Sam's cheek and continued to slide his hand around to cup the back of Sam's neck, drawing him in for a searing kiss.

It was heavenly. It was beyond that...It right.

Sam kissed back as though his life depended on it. And he felt, in a way, that it did. When they drew apart for air, Gabriel dipped forward to suckle just a little on Sam's bottom lip.

In answer to your last question, I'm here now because you wished it,” Gabriel informed him.

You mean, I couldda done this right after you died? God why did it have to take so long?” Sam punctuated his question with a nuzzle and a wet kiss to Gabriel's neck.

No, Sam. It wasn't possible at first...not until you and your brother did your part to stop the Apocalypse. But once that was achieved, everything changed. And, even I'm not sure who put this fail safe in place that allowed you to contact me, but whoever getting a big box of candy from me as a thank you.”

Candy? That's what I'm worth to you?” Sam teased.

Hey, who doesn't like candy?” Gabriel laughed, “Now, I don't know about you, but I've spent what seems like an eternity thinking of the many different ways I want to ravish you...and vice versa. Let's get started before those chuckle-heads across the way are knocking at the door wanting to go to breakfast.”

You got it,” Sam pounced and rolled them both over so that he was looking down into the face of his Angel.

Just one more question,” Sam said, “How long are you staying?” Sam steeled himself for the answer.

Gabriel beamed at him.

That is entirely up to you, gorgeous. How long do you want me?”

Without hesitation, Sam replied, “How about forever?”

I can do forever,” Gabriel said hooking his arm around the back of Sam's neck and pulling him down for a kiss.



Date: 2010-06-30 11:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Cute! Cutey cutey cute cute cute!!!!!!

Good job!

Date: 2010-07-01 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thanks. Glad you liked it. It was fun to write the cuteness.

Date: 2010-07-01 02:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
OH this was just perfect! I loved that Sam found that DVD and Gabriel was looking right at him. And the almost masturbation that turned real, HOT!

Sam replied, “How about forever?”

“I can do forever,”

Perfect line and great ending!

Keep writing I really enjoy the read!

Date: 2010-07-01 02:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thank you. I'm glad you thought it worked. I found it weird to be doing such a Sam/Gabe-centric piece, when my big obsession is Dean/Cas, but I knew Dean wouldn't be able to relax and enjoy his own angel until he was sure Sam was equally happy.

It is funny how Gabriel seems to always get the last word in. Heh. He is really growing on me.

Date: 2010-07-11 01:46 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] hardboiledbaby
Aw, sweet! :) Nice job, m'dear.

Date: 2010-07-11 06:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Thanks, Baby!

Date: 2010-07-27 03:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
HOT AND SWEET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Date: 2010-07-27 12:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Glad you thought the 'hot' part worked. I could write sweet all day, but I feel like I fail when it comes ot writing actual sex. I can see it in my head, but have a hard time describing in words. Heh.

Date: 2010-07-27 12:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
You certainly are not bad in it but I feel you. When I try to write a sex scene I usualy have problem to write it...


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