Crazy Stupid Love//Destiel//Sabriel

Chapter Eight: Car Rides with Him

Monday
Sam's POV

"Dean, I have the funeral today." I gently remind my brother, as I check the mirror I have a black dress shirt and a pair of black dress pants, on my feet are a pair of dull black dress shoes. I look fancy. 
"I couldn't get out of school. I asked Gabriel if he could take you," Dean explains calmly.
"Can he? This is really important to me, Dean!"
"Chill, he said he could."
"Are you sure he's okay with this? I don't want to be an annoyance."
"Yes, I said I could skip but I didn't want to if I didn't have to, it's an eligibility issue, you understand right?"
"Alright, I understand."
"I'll drop you off at his place when I pick up Cas, he'll drive you from there. I know it's a trip."
"I'll be fine, I trust him." I went from not thinking he was public enemy number one to this, I'm shocked at myself. I grab a plain black bag and sling it over my right shoulder.
Dean heads to the car and I follow him, right on his heels. I sit in the passenger seat, throwing the back in the backseat, if we make it manage to make it back in time I might skip or I could always come out to Dean's car, Baby, and get it.
"Dean..." I say weakly, to get his attention looking over at my brother.
"Yes?" He asks, he's a bit confused.
"Is it wrong to be possessive over someone you're not with and you're not quite sure if you like them?"
"A little, why?"
"Just wondering."
"Gabriel?" I shook my head. "He likes you just so you know." I nod.
"Dean, I already know."  He shrugs slightly as he pulls in. 
"How do you know?"
"He made me eggs and carried me downstairs after an accident." I shrug my shoulders dramatically.
"Do you like him?" I shrug again.
I get out of the car and knock on the door, we had a previously planed two hour delay today it had something to do with the teachers and planning, I think.
Gabriel's melodious voice shouts, "Who's there?"
"I-its me!" I shout back, I'm a little unnerved by the fact it'll just be me and him for most of today, 
"Sam, come on in. Oh, Cassie your boyfriend is here." Gabriel teases. 
I gently open the door. "Are you almost ready? We need to be leaving soon." I look up and see him standing there as Cas pushes past me. I stare at him, he's in a light grey t-shirt that has the school's logo on it, the logo is a deep blue color, and a red pair of boxers, I can't pull my eyes away. I try to hold back a blush, unsuccessfully might I add.
"About that I wasn't sure on what to wear. Could you, uhhh help?" He looks at me, nervously pushing his hair back, keeping an arm tight against his body.
"S-sure, take me to your r-room."
He grabs my arm and drags me upstairs to his bedroom. The walls are painted a pale gold color with golden sparkles. He shows me where his clothes are. I look around before grabbing a darker colored polo and a pair of black dress slacks, the colors would look flattering on him, but then again he could pull of any color. "Wear a tank top under the polo, if you want. I'll head downstairs while you get dressed." I say softly, my words catching on my throat. He nods.
I head downstairs and sit on the couch waiting for him. My phone vibrates, it's a text from Dean...
Hey, be safe. I love you. Can you stay away from home for a couple hours after you get home, Cas' request. He won't say why. Okay? - XXX
I chuckle before replying...
I'll talk to Gabe. - Moosey
Dean replies quickly, quicker then I expected...
Thank you. Both the Angel and I thank you. - XXX
I'm a giggling mess by the time Gabriel walks down the stairs.
"Hey, what's so funny? I don't think I pulled a prank. Did I?" Gabe asked a small smile forming on his lips.
"Nope, Dean wants to know if you can keep me away from home a few hours after school today." I ask, still laughing.
"Hells yeah I can."
"Alright. You ready?" I say shooting Dean a quick text...
He says "Hells yeah..." whatever that means. LOL - Moosey
He nods grabbing his keys, they jangle as he picks them up because couple keys and a whole bunch of key chains. He says softly, "My car is an older model, don't mind it. It's not as interesting as I would like, I mean the motorcycle works but I don't drive it much, not allowed to drive it as often as I would like." He chuckles softly to himself.
"Motorcycle?"
"Yes motorcycle, kiddo."
"Why, a motorcycle? More accidents happen on those things yearly."
"Worried about little ole me?"
"N-no, I'm not!" My cheeks get warmer as a blush rises.
"Whatever you say Sammo." He smirks. "Get on in."
I climb into the passenger seat of the of his pale gold Ford Taurus, it's a 1999, maybe 1998.
"So, since we're going to be in the car for a while we might as well get to know each other, right?" Gabe asks softly.
"Yeah, makes complete sense." I say matching his voice.
"Why did you move here?"
"I had a girlfriend. She killed herself. I lost it."
"Oh, that's sad."
"How long have you lived here?"
"Since I was thirteen, Chuck and Becky adopted me at fourteen, my older brother had adoption arranged but he fucked that up, it's not my place to say. But, I bet your wondering why I was adopted, that Sammy is a story for another time when I'm not driving. Okay?"
"It's cool, tell me whenever you're ready. I'm sorry about Dean." I say noticing a black eye, "I was wrong about you. Ask anything else."
"It's fine. Are you gay?"
"Well, I would assume I'm bisexual because I did find Ruby very attractive but I also find a certain guy attractive." Gabe blushed a little. "Are you?"
"I'm gay. There was Kali, but I just wanted to know if I was indeed gay, Kali and I are friends now." He smiles, "What's your favorite food?"
"I don't know. I really like salad. You?"
"Candy.... All kinds."
"You like candy! No way!" I chuckle.
"I know surprising. How often do I get yelled at for eating candy? Never right?" He smiles, a real smile and I have to admit its really quite flattering. 
"I've never seen it happen." I smile slightly.
About half an hour flies by like that but soon he asks, "Hey, do you mind stopping somewhere to eat?" I'm hungry but I can't let him pay for me, it's rude after all he's driving me when he doesn't have too.
I say quietly, "I-I don't have money."
"Sammy, did I say anything about money?"
"N-no you didn't."
"So do you mind?"
"Are you sure you can afford it?"
"Yes I am sure."
"Y-yeah, I would like th-that." I smile.
"Anywhere in particular?"
"No, it's your money so it's your choice. Besides, I don't really care."
"Bob Evans okay?"
I nod. He glances over at me and smiles slightly,I don't think I was supposed to notice it.
After about a quarter of an hour of silence he pulls into the parking lot. Gabriel quickly gets out of the  car and runs to my door while I'm still getting unbuckled, he opens the door for me.
"Sammy come in! Let's go get some food." Excitement clear in his voice, I chuckle.
"Yes food." I smile wider then I have in months, I can't believe I'm enjoying his company. I narrow my eyes at the thought of Dean, I think he and Cas have been trying to set me up with Gabe. But oddly enough I don't mind, I seem to make him happy.
We walk in side by side, his hand brushes against mine and he quickly moves it away.
The hostess asks in a sugary sweet voice, it's clearly fake, "Table for two?"
Gabe says softly, "Yes." I can feel her eyes on me, she checks me over. I look over at Gabe, his eyes narrow at her.
"Right this way." She directs us to a booth in the back of the room.
I sit down and Gabe sits across from me, he smiles widely as he takes the menu. I politely thank the hostess, a young lady named Alexa.
"Want to continue our game?" I ask not looking up from the menu.
"Sure." Gabe says with a shrug, "You ask."
"Do you like anyone?"
"Yes." He stutters before saying something I can't quite make out.
"Gabriel, I know. I think I like you too."
"You do?"
"Ye-yes, I do."
"That's nice to know." He smirks.
"Your turn."
"What are you getting?"
"Mellow Yellow and Pancakes, I guess."
"Same but Double Chocolate chip pancakes with extra chocolate syrup."
I look up and realize I had been so focused on him that I hadn't noticed the waitress who was currently taking our order. She walks away before I ask chuckling, "How the hell don't you have diabetes?"
He shrugs, "That wasn't my real question. But can I talk to you on a slightly different topic instead?"
"Yeah, that's alright."
"After school on Monday's I go out and see my mother, she's doing well and I don't want to cancel on her, again. So I was wondering if you would like to go out and see her with me?"
"Why do you go see her? To have lost custody of you and your brother she must've done something awful."
"She was sixteen when my brother was born and nineteen when I was born, my father was a traveling author and musician. She was on drugs at the time and she cleaned her act up when I was born, she had lost what would've been her third child and she relapsed and started doing drugs again. She did something illegal and got caught, she went to jail for that, reckless endangerment of a minor, possession, and being under the influence; I was two. She got fifteen to twenty years, they let her out the year I turned eleven, nine years later. She had given up any chance of getting custody of us but she could get visitation rights if we agreed to it, and I did. She's doing much better, now."
"How?"
"She's been clean almost fourteen years. She has a daughter named Claire and she's pregnant with a daughter, naming her Alexzandria. She's marrying the Sheriff, Jody Mills in a couple of months. She's finally happy."
"That's beautiful. How old is Claire?"
"She'll be three in about a week. November fourteenth."
"I'd love to meet them, would she mind?"
"No, I've told her about you."
  
The meal went by quickly then we headed to the car.
We drove the rest of the way with me hardly staying in and out of consciousness.
"Dean, are we almost there?" I ask, mostly still asleep.
"I was just about to wake you. I'm not Dean but we're there." He says calmly.
"Sorry Gabe."
"It's fine kiddo."