Sabriel One Shots

Sequel to Homophobia

"Dad?" I looked at the door and sat up, John had opened the bunker door looking fresh as day.

"I'm alive! Where's Dean?" He asked and I sighed, typical for him to ask for Dean. It made me realize how much I... didn't really miss him.

"He's getting some stuff from the store," I mumbled and looked back down at my book, "how are you here?"

"I've been searching for the bunker since I heard about the men of letters," he answered, "I just woke up in a hospital, how have you been?" 

"I've been pretty good actually," I answered and closed my book, "Dean's fine, I met someone, and everything's been smooth as it can be. For a Winchester."

"Met someone huh?" John laughed and I smiled, "who's the lucky girl?" My heart stopped, dad used to be terrified of me or Dean being gay. He was worse with Dean but still wasn't sure whether it was safe to tell him or not.

"You can tell me Sammy, how long have you guys been together?" John urged and jabbed his elbow into my side. 

"2 years in July," I said stubbornly. 

"Wow," John smiled, "what's she look like, can I get something?" 

"Well they've got dark blonde hair, whiskey-colored eyes, cute little smirk, sarcastic and happy eyes," I ranted and he smiled. 

"Ya really love 'em don't ya?" John sat next to me and draped his arm around me.

"I do they mean everything to me," I mumbled since my throat felt tighter. 

"Can I see a picture, get a name, something?" John begged and I sighed. 

"They're with Dean so they'll both be back shortly," I said under my breath and picked my book back up. 

"Excellent," John said and smiled. I huffed and started reading again, I was unable to understand the words since my mind was racing at 100 miles a minute. What if he screams at us? What if he tries to hurt him? What is he gonna think since he's an angel? I closed my book and set it on the table, I rubbed my temples and sighed. 

"You're awful weird about her is something-" 

"You're going to freak out," I interrupted him, "it's nothing you'll expect and does it really matter who I'm with? Why would it matter who they are?"

"Sorry Sam Jesus," John defended, "I was just trying to talk to you, you always act like I don't care about you."

"Because the first thing you asked me is 'where's Dean?'," I mumbled.

"That's because he never gives me all this lip," John muttered back.

"I only do it because you've never agreed with anything I do," I said, "you just wanted me and Dean to be you and I wasn't doing that." 

"That's not true Dean is just more like me so we get along better," John said and I sighed. Before I could argue back Dean, Cas, and Gabriel walked in. 

"Dad?" Dean said and ran up to John, they hugged and Gabriel smiled at me from the door. 

"How you doin' old man?" Dean joked and John laughed.

"Just peachy, he said and pulled away, "where's the girl?"

"Who?" Dean asked confused and John met eyes with Gabriel.

"Who's that?" Dad asked and Gabriel laughed. 

"I'm Gabriel," Gabriel smiled and shook his hand. Please don't introduce yourself as my boyfriend, I never talked to him about John.