Firsts

♡ NQOA Part 2

This is the Sabriel part from the last one. This will be a teaser, and I'll continue it in the fanfic I'll be putting up hopefully soon.

~·~ Sam ~·~

Dean and Cas had ditched me the second we got to the mall, leaving me with a strangely quiet, timid and female Gabe. I didn't like it. At all.

First of all, Gabe was quiet. I really hated that. I missed the sound of his voice, his real one, and I missed his coy attitude. I missed it all. I felt like it wasn't even Gabe beside me. She never met my eyes and her personality seemed so subdued.

Sighing, I turned to her. "First stop we'll make is Victoria's Secret." I laughed at a sudden thought. "I bet you've already been in there quite a few times, haven't you?"

Gabe looked away, a blush on her cheeks. "A few," she said with a slight smirk. "I need a bathroom first," she announced, stomping off to the nearest one.

I followed, staring at her in confusion. What was with the sudden change in attitude? Wait. Don't tell me she...

When she came rushing back out of the bathroom in a panic, my suspicions were confirmed.

She came up and whispered, "Sam, I think I'm dying."

I grinned and laughed. She screwed up her face and slapped my arm.

"This is serious," she hissed.

I sobered. "What makes you think you're dying?" I asked, playing along.

"Some creature is crawling its way through my vagina and killing me. I'm bleeding out, Sammy. Bleeding out!" Gave was on the verge of tears.

I knew I shouldn't laugh. But you know what I did? I laughed.

"Saaaaam," she whined. "Sam, please. I'm scared."

With those words, I stopped again. I put my hand on her shoulder before I could restrain myself. "Gabe, it's called a period. All girls go through it," I told her, smiling reassuringly.

She looked up at me. "Promise?" she whispered.

"I promise."

~·~ Gabe ~·~

Sam went into a store to see if any of the ladies that worked their had any extra pads that I could use. That left me alone, sitting on a bench. Fun.

I had my hands grasping the wood on the bottom while I swung my feet. I was so short I could do that. Thank you, witch!

My eyes were so trained on watching my feet that I didn't even notice the guy standing in front of me until he spoke. "Hello, there."

I looked up at the gruff voice. The guy instantly made me wary, the way he smiled too big, his eyes too cold, and the smug way he stood offsetting. I didn't say anything back, too afraid to.

Being a girl really switched me up, didn't it?

I didn't have the same walls I had as a man. I couldn't project the image that I usually did to hide my inner self. I was unprotected by my facade, left to deal with things as this timid girl I couldn't do anything about.

I was suddenly so proud of all the girls that had ever talked back to me.

The man tsked. "That's not very polite," he said harshly. "Good girls are always polite."

Still, I was silent. I looked towards the ground.

~·~ Sam ~·~

One of the ladies in the store was kind enough to let me have a handful of the pads she kept in the back. I was extremely thankful for her.

As I was walking out, I spotted a man talking to Gabe. She had her head down as if she was trying to block him out.

Anger surged through me and I quickly made my way over to the bench. "Baby, I got what we needed!" I called to Gabe, thinking on my feet.

She glanced up, sending me a relieved smile. The man, however, turned on his heels. "Excuse me?" he snarled.

I narrowed my eyes at him. "I'm sorry, but I'll need to be taking my girlfriend now. We have a very important shopping spree," I snapped, venom leaking in my words.

Gabe hurriedly darted to my side, lacing her arm through mine. I reached down and put my arm around her waist, tugging her closer as gently as I could.

The man growled and sputtered as we walked away. I felt a surge of satisfaction at what I'd just done.

Gabe tilted her head up to look at me as it rested against me. "Thank you, Sam," she whispered, burying her face in my shirt.

"Any time," I said, smiling, a blush spreading lightly across my cheeks.

I'd started admitting to myself that I was falling for Gabe. I really had. And I knew I was.

But I wanted to other Gabe back. That's the one I loved. This version was closed off and shy, unlike the courageous, deliberate, crazy one that fit with me being his opposite.

Overall, I wasn't going to let anybody touch Gabe. In either form. He and she was mine, even if he and she technically wasn't.

We stopped in front of the restroom. I handed her the bag. "You use one every few hours," I explained, "and you line your underwear. I know right now you're in boxers, but you're going to have to deal until we get you some in Victoria's Secret."

She nodded and took them from me. "How do you know so much about girl stuff?" she asked.

I replied, "I had to do stuff with Jessica."

She seemed to bristle at the mention of the name. But she nodded again and disappeared into the bathroom.

~·~ Gabe ~·~

Is it bad that I never did seem to like Jessica? I didn't even know her but the mere mention of her made me feel a rush of emotions, most of them some variations of sadness.

It wasn't Sam's fault, though.

I hurriedly followed the hunter's instructions and then we were standing outside of Victoria's Secret.

It had been fun for me to invisibly sneak around this place when I was the real me, but now it just didn't seem to have the same kick to it.

The place just reminded me that at the moment, I wasn't myself. I wasn't me and I didn't like it.

I was too short to even really look at Sam.

I was too insecure. I didn't suspect that it was a girl thing, but the transition of going from one to the other instead.

Hell, I was starting to dislike boobs. What I'd said in the motel was when the last of my own personality was still there. Fading rapidly, but there.

I hated having to shop with Sam. I knew that he didn't mind, but I felt like I was too incapable in this skin. I felt like I was bugging him.

And the reason I was thinking all of this? It wasn't necessarily to complain. It was entirely because I'd fallen head over heels for Sam Winchester, and I wasn't the me that had.