Supernatural: Sabriel Week

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It was Christmas Eve and Sam was grumbling to himself in a corner of his and Dean’s motel room. Dean was out with Castiel, taking him out for his first Christmas on Earth, and Sam was left alone to brood. Dean knew how Sam felt about Christmas…he couldn’t remember a single Christmas where he’d actually been happy. He grabbed some of Dean’s whisky from the fridge and took a long sip. He jumped and nearly choked on the liquid, however, as he felt arms go around him.

“Relax, Sammy, it’s only me.” Sam took a deep breath as he recognized the voice of the man behind him. He gently caressed the arms that were tightly squeezing him.

“You scared me a little, Gabe.” He then turned around and leaned down, touching his forehead against the smaller man’s. Gabriel’s topaz eyes were full of love and alight with mischief.

“Well I couldn’t leave you alone on Christmas, now could I?” Sam rolled his eyes.

“You could have. I’m used to it.” Gabriel’s heart nearly broke.

“Not anymore, Samchop. You and I are together now, okay? That means that I get to take care of you, and part of taking care of you is showing you the true meaning of Christmas.” Sam snorted.

“Oh please, Trix, tell me we aren’t going to a church Christmas Cantata or something.” Gabriel looked mock offended.

“Just because I’m an angel doesn’t mean I want to spend my time in a church. You’re just going to have to trust me.” Gabriel said with a smirk, extending his hand for Sam to take. Sam reluctantly took his archangel’s hand and without further warning they were zapped out of the motel room. When Sam could finally see again, his mouth hung open. They were standing in what must have been five inches of snow under a beautiful silver arch way. The trees were all bare, but were still beautiful as the snow was blanketed perfectly on every branch. Sam had never seen a winter look like this before. Gabriel smiled warmly at the child-like wonder shinning in his hunters eyes.

“Where are we?” Sam marveled, his eyes roaming the city laid out before him. Gabriel shrugged, still focused on the blissful look on Sam’s face.

“Madrid.” He replied softly, adoring the small gasp and bright smile he received in return.

“You brought me to Spain?! Oh my god…Gabriel…” Gabriel tentatively reached out for Sam’s hand.

“Merry Christmas, Sammy.” Sam pulled Gabriel in for a passion filled kiss, his tongue gently massaging the smaller man’s and his teeth racking over his lips. Gabriel tugged lightly on Sam’s hair and moaned in to the kiss, pushing Sam onto his back and into the snow. When they pulled away, Sam was laying in a deep pile of the frozen element and Gabriel was laying on his chest, a bright smile lighting up his entire face.

“I know you think it’s weird when I say this…but I love you.” Sam normally got a little quiet when Gabriel said that, feeling strange about the exchange of such meaningful words when he’d been hurt so many times. But this time was different, he and Gabriel had been together for eleven months, it would be one year on January first, and he knew that there was no other person on this planet that he’d rather be with. He brushed Gabriel’s honey colored hair from his eyes and grinned up at him.

“I love you too.” Gabriel squealed and nuzzled his face into Sam’s chest, overjoyed that Sam had finally said it back. Sam wrapped his arms around him, kissing the top of his head. The couple laid like that for a long while, listening to the sound of each others heart beats and savoring the tender moments that they hardly ever got. The moment did have to come to an end, however, when Gabriel heard the sound of Sam’s teeth chattering. He rubbed his arms and looked down at his hunter.