Sabriel One Shots

Please Gabriel

"Sorry kiddo," I smirked, "not stayin'."

"But Gabriel you have to," Sam begged with a painful pleading look in his eyes, "please I need you." (AN: Sorry but this CANNON line will be the death of me)

"I am not staying Sam," I urged, "there's nothing you can offer that will convince me to stay." I wasn't sure if that was true, there might've been something but I couldn't think of one now. 

"Gabriel I love you," Sam said staring directly into my eyes, "and you're not leaving without a fight. You can't leave until your powers are regenerated, I will be sure leaving is at least difficult by the time you are powered up." He winked and left, I watched him walk out in awe. Was Sam Winchester flirting with me because if he did I definitely liked it?

"What the he-," I started before Dean walked in, "-llo Dean."

"Hey so what's the deal, you staying?" Dean asked and I rolled my eyes, sure I'm extremely tired of running, but I don't want to stay and live a life. I just kind of want to roll on a beach with pornstars... Who doesn't?

"No and I already talked to your moose of a brother," I said, "this life isn't for me. I run away when things get too messy, it's easier to just live my life of desire. You know how great it is to be able to snap yourself up a threesome while on a beach, all alone?"

"I definitely don't know that luxury," Dean laughed, "but uh- Sam will be heartbroken if you leave. He's going to be consistent when it comes to making you want to stay, coaxing you and luring you to stay."

"Like I'm a stray puppy?" I raised an eyebrow and we both laughed. 

"Yeah," Dean says and looks at the open door, "he thinks and talks about you like you're a puppy."

"Oh yeah?" I question and Dean nods, he makes this face that reads you won't believe this but...

"I could go into detail or just say that the kid likes you," Dean said, "don't do this to him... I don't think the repercussions will be bad for me, but they will be for him."

"I'll keep it in mind," I grunted and Dean laughed. 

"Enjoy your stay," Dean smiled and stood up. He got to the door and twirled around on his heels, smiling at me.

"I'll get you another room since Sam has you cozied up in his," Dean smiled and I blushed. For the past few days, while recovering, I was in Sam's room. The sheets smelled so good, there's an obvious explanation for that now. Fan-fucking-tastic.

...

I was standing in the bunker's library, leaning against a table and reading a book that involved the latest case. I promised Dean I'd help them in any way since they'd nursed me back, so I helped with cases. 

"Hello Sunshine," Sam flirted as he walked in. I picked my head up a bit and raised an eyebrow at him, he raised his back and walked over to me.

"Helping?" Sam whispered and I swallowed, damn it I'm not going to let Sam Winchester make me tongue-tied.

"Of course," I whispered back.

"I appreciate it," Sam said and took the book from my hands, "feel like I should repay you." I tried to keep my eyes from widening at this, I felt myself twitch a little in excitement but I kept my cool. He set the book down on the table, being sure to not lose my page. I smirked at him as he came back up from his slightly bent position, he wrapped a hand around my neck and stroked the bottom of my hair. 

"You know what's a little weird?" Sam whispered, his voice dripping with sensuality. 

"Hm?" I hummed and fluttered my eyelashes, if I didn't flirt back I would seem nervous or uninterested. I wasn't either of those things.