*Omnipresent*
Gabe slept in the passenger seat, head resting on the window. Sitting in an odd position because of his sore hips. Sam drove, pullung into a gas station to refuel.
The night was quiet, relaxed. Sam silently got out, so not to disturb his angelic lover, only to be met with a face he was all too familiar with.
Crowley
Sam shut the car door quickly, locking it, thinking only about the sleeping archangel and not himself.
"Hallow Moose" Crowley seethed, smirking at the younger Winchester.
