My Guardian Trickster

Part 3-The Bond

He spent the next two months by Sam's side 24/7, it wasn't until he found some jerk in the neighbourhood who deserved their just desserts that he finally let himself leave the boys side. When he left he felt a spike in the bond he found that he shared with Sam a week after he was born. He could sense Sam's emotions and vice versa.  Whenever he got bored or pissed or anything really, it showed in Sam's behaviour.  If he was upset Sam would start bawling his eyes out. If he was angry Sam would have a baby tantrum. It was the same for him to. Except he could control it more and stop it from affecting him. Too much. But as soon as Sam could no longer see Gabriel he had started to cry his eyes out.

When Gabriel got back a few hours later he found Sam still having a crying fit.  God he would really have to get Sam used to him leaving.  Not that he planned to do so often.

It was four months later when he left Sam again.

The Pagans had called a meeting and he had to be there. Luckily they only happened every 30 years give or take. They still sucked though. It was a lunch time when he left and he would be back early enough the next morning to see Sam sleep for a few hours before he woke up. To make sure Sam wasn't affected to much he discreetly convinced Mary to take Dean and Sam to a fun shack sort of place. She took them every now and then. Using a tiny bit of influence and subliminal messages he got Mary to take them. He went with them and when Dean had Sam in the baby ball pit, he snapped away. Luckily, it wasn't for another few hours when he felt the tell tale sign of Sam crying through the bond.

He was sat at a long table listening to Oden and Buddha yell at each other.

Boring.

It was 3 o'clock and he had another nine hours of this. So he zoned out. Thinking about ways to trick people discreetly and thinking up ideas of worlds he could make to take Sam whenever Mary, John and Dean weren't around.

He did that often.

He would create an illusion of Sam sleeping and he would take the real Sam to one of his pocket universes and spend time with him. Last time he took Sam to a tropical beach somewhere and made it look exactly the same with the exception that there was no tourists. No noisy kids playing about. No woman sunbathing. No men getting food and drinks. Just peaceful silence. The waves soft and relaxing lapping against the warm yet not boiling golden sand. He had also created a mix of floats to choose from. He was taking Sam into the ocean to have a little swim. With him being a baby he had gotten a ray of different coloured floats for him. Sam had 'picked' a light blue one.  When he says picked. He means looked at for the longest moment of time.  So Gabriel had made the rest vanish and had taken Sam in the ocean. He had made sure there weren't any rough rocks or sea creatures or crabs in the sea. He also made the sea a nice temperature for a baby as young as Sam.

Sam loved it.

After that he had snapped a towel up and sat on the green towel on top of the sand with Sam in-between his spread out legs. Realising just how unprotected Sam was he snapped again and he was coated with sun cream to stop the little baby burning. He snapped once more a small tub with vanilla ice cream appeared in his hands. Melted. He grabbed Sam and turned him around until he could spoon feed him tiny bits at a time. As he had guessed, it was messy.

After Sam had three quarter of the ice cream Gabriel's shirt was covered in the last quarter. Sam's hands and face also covered. But Gabriel didn't mind. He simply snapped them clean and the empty tub gone. That had been the end of their little trip out and Gabriel returned a now sleepy Sam back to his crib making the illusion disappear.

That was three weeks ago.

Mary had been confused at the small tan Sam had but didn't think much about it. When someone said his name he realised he had zoned out. Fully into the memory. Sitting back not really paying attention he re-joined the meeting.

Just seven more hours to go.

This was going to be a long night.