Freedom

4. the truth

Over the next few weeks, Gabriel grew used to Sam coming back. He started to look forward to seeing his name on his schedule. He stopped denying that he enjoyed the sex, but that wasn't the only reason. Despite trying not to, Gabriel had started to develop a little bit of a crush on the man.

Each time after they were done, they spent the last few minutes laying on the bed, Sam stroking Gabriel's hair, and just talking. Gabriel now knew that Sam was a lawyer, which didn't surprise him with how much money he spent coming to see him. He had to be careful about what all he revealed, though. Sam knew that both his parents were dead and that he had no other family.

Tonight was no different in their pattern. The two men were stretched outbon the bed, Gabriel enjoying the soft movements of Sam's fingers in his hair.  Sam reached over, pulling Gabriel to his chest to cuddle him.

"You're so tiny."

Gabriel laughed, nuzzling into Sam's chest.

"You're just a moose is all, I'm normal height."

Sam shook his head, laughing as well. He liked the way Gabriel turned sassy in these moments. What he really wanted, though, was to see what he was like outside of these rooms. Gabriel had already shot him down when he asked him out on a date, saying he wasn't allowed to see patrons outside the club. So Sam tried a different tactic this time.

"Why do you stay here?"

Gabriel froze in his arms, Sam could tell he was picking his words carefully.

"I don't have another option. Once you do this for so long, you kind of just accept that this is where you will stay forever."

Sam shifted so he could look down at Gabriel.

"You don't have too though. You could just quit, come stay with me for a while?figure out what you actually want to be doing. "

It was like a scene out of his books. The knight is trying to save the princess.  Unfortunately, this was not a fairy tale, though. He could never get free.

"Sam, I can't. "

"Why not?"

"I just can't."

"You can't tell me you actually like working here?"

Gabriel flinched at the judgmental tone in Sam's voice. He tried to move away, but Sam wouldn't let go.

"I don't have a choice!"

He wanted to take it back as soon as he said it. He knew what would happen if he told anyone the truth about why he was there, why they all worked there.

Sam's eyes grew dark as it clicked in his brain.

"You can't leave, can you? They are forcing you to work here."

Gabriel nodded, panic rising in his chest. The knock signaling time is up came. Gabriel didn't want to get up. He knew that these rooms were not as soundproof as they seemed. He also knew that Castiel had cameras that could pick up sound in there.

"You have to go."

Gabriel pushed himself out of Sam's arms, quickly getting dressed. Sam could see the fear etched onto Gabriel face. He did not want to leave him there alone.

Gabriel didn't stop moving as he pulled on his robe, quickly walking out the door like normal, leaving Sam in the room alone.

Sam pulled his clothes on, walking out of the room and out of the club. He felt dirty. It was one thing to pay to enjoy the company of someone who wanted to be there. It was a whole different thing when that person had no choice in the matter.