Living In The Past (Gabriel)

Excerpt (Teaser) for next chapter

(This is an exerpt from the last chapter of this fic.)

"I was informed my eldest omega son was in the hospital. Naturally, I came as fast as I could to make sure he was alright." John answered, smiling.

Dean struggled harder to get to him. "You goddamn motherfucking liar!"

Gabriel finally managed to shake off the shock and stood between Dean and John.

Sam was very quiet for a moment, setting down his pizza and finishing his bite. "I... heard your conversation with Benny..." He murmured.

Gabriel stiffened, knowing, immediately, which conversation he was referring to. "I'm sorry- I was just venting, I'm over the feelings-"

"Wait, wait! I'm not done." Sam quickly interrupted. "I didn't know you felt that way... Well, I suspected but I was never sure. I've always been in love with you. Even when we were little... After a bit I had to distance myself because I was worried about making you uncomfortable. Then you were taken... Those six years were agony, Gabriel. I needed you... And to top it all off, I was the one who had lost you..." Sam looked distressed.

Gabriel felt in shock. Sam ran a hand through his hair and looked at Gabriel. "When you came back, I felt so much relief. I was so happy that I could have you, but then... Ruby and I were already engaged. It was crushing... I look back, now, and see just how toxic she was... And how toxic it made me to you..." Sam got up and went over to Gabriel, dropping to his knees and burying his face in his stomach.

"I want so much of you... I want to feel you... And hold you... And comfort you when you cry and I want to kiss you... I want you, Gabriel." Sam looked up at Gabriel.

Gabriel wasn't sure how to feel.

Gabriel sank down into the water, ignoring the unpleasant feeling from his clothes getting wet. He couldn't do this anymore. He just couldn't.

He knew Cas and Sam would be home in thirty minutes, so he had to be quick. Had to get this done fast enough they wouldn't discover him in time. He couldn't do this anymore.

Gabriel scratched at the bandages on his arm. He'd managed to avoid hospital time. An adverse reaction to an anxiety pill. Sure. It felt like real enough pain.

Gabriel's upper lip curled as the lawyer asked him questions he didn't want to answer. He didn't fear this man. In fact, he recognized him. Funny, a monster representing a monster. He narrowed his eyes, managing to spit the answers with thinly veiled contempt.

Then came the kicker. "Are you sure everything happened exactly as you remember it?"

Gabriel looked at the lawyer, who had a smug look in his eyes. He looked at The Boss sitting on the stand, sharing the look. Then he looked at Dean. He was so angry. How dare this man question his trauma? His fear?

Gabriel looked right back at the lawyer, his jaw set with anger, hot tears filling his eyes, as his voice broke. "Six. Goddamn. Years. I was fourteen when I was taken. I was playing with my best friend at a park when I was grabbed and shoved into a van. Yes."