"God dammit Sam. Why'd you go and do this? You knew you couldn't face a werewolf alone with nothing but this pointy stick!" Gabriel whispered as he stood by the Winchester, arms crossed, facing the other direction. No answer. "Come on Sam, i never thought you were that stupid. I man, i knew you weren't the smartest thing, but i never thought you were this bad." The short man teased, hoping maybe he would get something out of the moose. Nothing
Gabriel turned around, so he could face the man in the hospital bed. Sam wasn't in good condition. He had scrapes and scratches all along his body,and a major concussion. And that was only from the werewolf. Soon after Sam had gotten away,driving back to the hotel, he got into a serious car accident, when a semi smashed into the Impala. The crash had left Sam almost dead. Dean was, of course, devastated, and him and cas had gone to do something to take his mind off of it.
"Come on Samsquatch, please, please wake up. You can't die on me. You were supposed to live. You-we, were supposed to fall in love, and you were supposed to confess and I was supposed to kiss you, and we were supposed to get married, and have kids, and be happy together. You can't die on me Sam, not when I already have fallen you."Gabriel half spoke, half sobbed to the lifeless figure in the bed"Please. Don't leave me" he whispered
Gabe wished he could just snap his fingers,and that Sam would be all better, but unfortunately, Gabriel was all out of angle mojo, and couldn't help the man he was in love with. Tears streamed down Gabriels face, dripping onto the hospital bed, and onto Sam, who still laying motionless.
Suddenly, the man in the bed moved. Sam fidgeted, and opened his eyes. He attempted to sit up, but winced. "G-Gabe?" The moose asked, looking over at the angle standing next to him, tears on his face.
"Samsquatch! You're alive! Oh thank chuck you're alive!" Gabriel half shouted, half cried, and he hugged the man in the bed tightly. He felt sam's arms wrap around him, and Gabe was enveloped in warmth.
"Gabe, did you mean everything you said earlier, about...about the future?" Sam asked, his voice barely a whisper. Gabe froze, and pulled out of the hug.
"Y-you heard that?" He asked, as Sam nodes. Gabriel sighed and said "Yes Sam. I meant all of it. Every single word. And I know you probably don't feel that way about me, but it's ok. I'm just glad you're alive and-" Gabe was cut off by Sam pressing his lips against Gabe's. It was soft, and slow, and let Gabe know that Sam did feel that way, and that he wasn't leaving him anywhere.
