All You Did was Save my Life

His Name is Henry

            Gabriel gently brushed some of the hair off Henry's forehead. He heard the door open behind him, but didn't turn his gaze away from his son.

            "Gabe?" Sam said quietly, but Gabriel ignored him. "Gabe come on."

            "A year Sam," Gabriel finally said, "You were gone for a year."

            "I know," Sam said.

            "Why?" Gabriel turned.

            "What?" Sam asked.

            "Why did it tale you a year to come back?"

            "I had things to take care of," Sam said.

            "What things?" Gabriel questioned.

            "Just... things," Sam shrugged lamely.

            "Things that were more important than your son?"

            "No, of course not-"

            "Then why did it take you a year?" Gabriel repeated. Sam didn't answer, he just looked down at his shoes.

            "That's what I thought," Gabriel said, turning back to look at Henry. "Look at him Sam." Sam slowly walked over to stand beside him and stared down at his son for the first time ever.

            "His name is Henry," Gabriel murmured, "Henry Dean Winchester, just like you wanted. He's a year old, really he should only be about nine months, but he was born the same day you jumped. He was so tiny that day, but he was perfect. Ten fingers, ten toes, bright blue eyes, and tiny white wings. He was perfect." Gabriel paused for a moment as he continue to stare at the little miracle in front of him.

            "He's walking now you know. He stumbles around and falls a lot, but still, he's on two feet. And he's making a lot more noise and babbling all the time so I figure he'll be talking soon. His hair's starting to grow and ir looks like he's going to be blonde. He adores Jesse, if Henry's crying and Jesse comes over to him he stops right away..."

            Sam was quiet for a moment, trying to process everything he had just been told. "Thank you," he said finally, "For telling me all that."

            "I don't want your thanks," Gabriel replied, "I didn't tell you for you."

            "Then why did you tell me?" Sam asked in confusion.

            "So you would know exactly what you had missed when you decided not to come back a year ago," Gabriel said, turning and starting to walk out of the room.

            "Gabe wait," Sam called softly and the archangel stopped his hand on the door.

            "What is it Sam?" Gabriel sighed.

            "What do you want me to say?" Sam asked and Gabriel turned to look at him in disbelief.

            "What do I want you to say?" he said incredulously, "I want an explanation! I want an apology!"

            "Alright," Sam held his hands up, "I'm sorry." Gabriel stared at him for a moment before snorting and shaking his hand. He opened the door.

            "Get out," he said and Sam slowly walked out of the room. Gabe closed the door behind him and breathed out heavily, walking back over to the crib. What had happened to Sam? He said thanks when Gabriel told him all those things about Henry, but his voice was so flat... so distant... Gabriel wasn't sure if Sam actually cared...