What is a Toaster? | Sabriel

Gabriel's True Nature is Revealed

Sam's POV

Sam sat in the hospital room, fiddling with his fingers. Gabriel had called the doctor the morning after the wedding. The man had suggested that he bring the giant in the next day, so they did. Now Sam was waiting for Gabriel and the doctor to come back from their chatting.

After what seemed like hours, both of them finally came back, the doctor smiling, though wary. "So, Mr. Winchester, I hear you have your memory back." He said, pulling the stool out so he could sit on it while Gabriel took a seat on the bed beside Sam. It was comfort that the giant enjoyed feeling.

"Yeah, I did." Sam said, smiling back. His voice was formal, and that seemed to throw the doctor off a bit, because he looked at him curiously. Gabriel glanced between the two, watching as the doctor studied Sam closely.

"Okay, how did you get your memory back?" The doctor asked, placing the clipboard in his lap and relaxing out of his formal posture. Sam pondered the question for a moment, before smiling gently.

"Gabriel's brother, Castiel, was getting married. So we went to his wedding, and it turned out that his fiancee was my older brother." Sam said, as if it was a funny memory. Gabriel smiled at it as well, the doctor looking between the two of them supsiciously.

"You older brother? That seems quite coincidental." The doctor replied, his voice soft. Sam nodded, but shrugged a moment later.

"Yeah, I know, but it's true. I remember Dean talking about Castiel like he was the light of his life." Sam said, looking down at his knees. He felt Gabriel rub his back comfortingly, and looked over and saw the sympathetic, understanding smile.

"I see. So what do you plan to do now that you have your memory back? Surely you have a life you need to get back to?" The doctor said, his tone loosing the kindness that usually had. Sam tensed, recognizing that sound. He knew that the doctor didn't approve of something.

"Actually, I really don't have any plans." Sam said, his voice cold, as if he was challenging the doctor to say anything wrong. His stare made the man flinch, and even Gabriel tensed beside him, but he didn't notice as he concentrated on the man in front of him.

But the doctor had the nerve to continue pressing. "Surely you must have a job, or a girlfriend to go back to. It's not like you really have anything here to give you a reason to stay." The man said, his white coat bunching as his arm sweeped in a obvious motion.

"My job was working with my dad, but he's dead. My girlfriend died five years ago. I have no one to live with, because my mother's been dead for twenty-two years. My younger brother has been dead for a year. My grandparents are dead, my uncle is dead, my aunt and her daughter are dead. Everyone I ever cared about is dead, except for Dean and Gabriel. I can't live with a newly wed couple, so what else are my options?" Sam spat, venom in his voice as he stood. He felt Gabriel grab his hand, squeezing it as a urge to calm down, which Sam finally did as he felt the warmth spread to his body.

The doctor, however, only stared at the giant in shock, his eyes wide and confusion in his gaze. After a minute, he let out a sigh and stood, walking towards the door. "Gabriel, I need to speak with you in private." He said without looking back. Sam looked at Gabriel, who gave him a reassuring smile before letting go of his hand and walking out of the room.