In Times Not Forgotten [1/1]
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theinsaneeraser Rating: Nc-17
Genra/Pairngs: Angst, Romance, Schmoop. Gabriel/Sam and Minor Dean/Castiel
Spoilers: All of the epcially awsome ep's Gabriel is in, plus 5x18.
Warnings: Un-beta'd
Prompt:
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comment_fic Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel (Dean/Castiel?). You really don't think that the destined Vessels would have just any souls, do you? (If you chose to go the reincarnation path, please make Sam someone Gabriel knew before?) Summary: Sam always had a habit of making him want things he really didn’t want.
Notes: This was supposed to be a short comment fic, but the prompt was just so good it ended up becoming this... I may also make a side-along with Dean/Castiel, not sure yet. Exchanges and BigBangs HERE
The first time Gabriel set eyes on Sam he knew, from the fluffy mop of hair on his head, to the hazel eyes that were so full of life. From his muscles to his height, to the way he held himself, slumped a bit as to seem less threatening.
It was him.
He had ignored the tight feeling in his chest, the way his eyes traveled to places they really shouldn’t. This was Lucifer’s vessel; this wasn’t his Sam, not anymore. So he focused on Dean, blocking out everything that threatened to make him mess up, to step in where he shouldn’t. That was until the second time they met, when he stuck that dick in a Time Loop. Gabriel watched them arrive and he couldn’t help but be mad, mad because he knew what was going to happen so he tried to help; but it was bitter and he knew already that he’d gone about it the wrong way.
Sam always made him feel things he never though he’d feel.
He was pretty sure Sam hated him, and when he started crying, begging, Gabriel couldn’t stop himself from collapsing and giving in. He never wanted to see Sam hurt like that, and the fact he caused that pain. Still, this wasn’t his Sam. His Sam had died and this Sam, this Sam belonged to Lucifer; he shouldn’t get involved he was safe and happy – maybe not happy but content – he shouldn’t ruin it.
Sam always had a habit of making him want things he really didn’t want.
The third time…That was the worse. Sure it had started off in his favour and sure he was acting just like Lucifer and Michel throwing a little mini bitch-fit and trying to force Dean and Sam to say yes, so that he didn’t have to deal with his feelings. Still, Dean and Sam outed him for what he really was, who he really was and he saw that spark behind hi eyes, that sort of half-recognition like he was remembering, but of course he wouldn’t; Lucifer would never allow that, they were both specially bred.
He watched Castiel stare at him, like he knew what Gabriel was thinking, what he was going through.
He probably did.
No, Gabriel knew he did.
Gabriel appeared in the room. He knew Castiel was gone to stop Dean, to stop him from saying yes. He knew how much Dean had meant to Castiel, had for a very long time. Dean meant as much to Castiel as Sam meant to Gabriel. It was fucked up, because these weren’t their Dean and Sam, but they looked, talked, acted were their Dean and Sam and it annoyed Gabriel to no end. That’s why he had to do this, why he had to make sure it was in the past, that it was all forgotten.
He made his way towards Sam; almost like he was stalking him. He watched the hunter scramble to his feet, trying to find and exit, or something to defend himself with. Gabriel tugged him down by his collar and stared him in the eyes.
“Gabriel…”
“I have to make sure, I have…” he didn’t finish just crushed his lips against Sam’s.
It went on for a moment and a hopeful spike of emotion filled him till Sam was pushing him away, a freaked look in his eyes, like a started deer who was about to start attacking if he didn’t find a way out. It was then that Gabriel knew he didn’t remember, that it was hopeless and it hurt more then it should have, but he just snapped his fingers and fled, like he always did when he was scared or faced with things he couldn’t handle.
Their fifth meeting…Gabriel was pretty sure it was going to be his last.
~*~*~*~
Sam was in the passenger seat of the Impala as they drove away from the hotel. Kali was in the back seat, arguing with Dean over the Impala, and cars and other things that Sam wasn’t paying attention to, all Sam could concentrate was on the blood thundering in his ears. Gabriel had come, he’d saved them, given them a chance to run and all Sam could wonder was why? Why had Gabriel changed his mind? Why did he show up in the end and stand off against his brother for them?
Whywhywhywhywhy…
Sam grabbed his head because it was hurting, hurting like it had when he was having his visions, only this didn’t feel like a vision this felt like something else.
“Sam…” Gabriel warned as he stepped back away from someone who looked like Sam, only he was wearing eighteenth century clothing and had a huge grin on his face, pillow in hand.
“Gabriel…” Sam taunted before jumping into range and pelting the archangel with the pillow, laughter erupting from both their throats before Sam was pinned under Gabriel, his fingers working his nerves and Sam was pretty sure if Gabriel didn’t stop tickling him he was going to pee himself.
Sam let out a soft whimper and grabbed fro the dashboard, scratching and digging, trying to find purchases.
“How were you’re students today professor?” Gabriel teased as Sam walked into the room, placing his suitcase down and stalking towards the archangel who, like usual, was wearing an apron and grinning in ways Sam knew he knew it drover him crazy.
“Rowdy, like normal.” Sam answers and pulled Gabriel in close a smile on his face as their lips meet, a soft loving kiss that makes Sam’s stomach does back-flips and front-flips and every-type-of-flip. It’s warm and welcoming and Sam melts into it.
Tears roll down his face as he gasps and he knows the Impala’s stopped and He can faintly hear Dean’s voice in its worried tones.
“Dean! Glade you could make it.” Sam opened his door, the smell of turkey and stuffing and of course pie, wafting out from the kitchen. “You too Cas.” Sam grinned at the angel at Dean’s side.
He shares a hug with Dean before a box is disposed in his arms from Dean who – Sam’s pretty sure he spells the pie – makes his way towards the kitchen.
“Thank you Samuel.” Castiel deposits another wrapped present in his arms and Sam nods as he leads the angel towards the living room, depositing the presents under the tree before moving to sit down next to Gabriel, who sneaks his way into Sam’s lap and for once Dean doesn’t comment.
Sam’s gone limp, tears running freely down his face now, soft whimpering and croaking sounds escaping his throat as the visions watch over him.
The room had that musky after-smell of sex and Sam was content, wrapped up in Gabriel’s arms as he listened to their beating hearts, the feeling Gabriel’s chest rising and lowering under him. It was nice, and Sam knew he wanted to be here, forever, never wanted to leave his side that times may be hard and it may not be specially accepted but he wanted it, wanted forever to be with Gabriel. They could hide it, would hide it; it was easy when your better half was an archangel with powers of awesomeness.
“Gabriel…”
“Yeah kiddo.”
“I love you.”
“Love you to.”
Sam watched his vision clear from the blinding white as the pain eased away, leaving Sam gasping for air and clawing at his brothers arms and Dean tried to figure out what the hell was going on.
“Sammy, Sammy what’s going on?”
“I remember…”
“Remember what, Sam what the hell!”
“We have to go back.” His voice was panicky and he knew it.
“What, where?”
“We have to go back Dean; we have to go back right the fuck now!”
“Why! Sam, what’s going on?”
“Because I remember Dean just do it!”
Sam cleared the stairs two and sometimes three at a time, running and pushing himself, Dean far behind him. Oh God don’t let me be too late was all his mind could processes as he darted down the hallways, past the fallen and bloody Gods who had tried to stand up for their home turf. He ran past the door and towards the only ones that mattered.
“I know where your heart truly lies…”
Sam burst in through the door just before Gabriel attempted to lunge at Lucifer, who was turning around to stop him. They both froze, Gabriel’s fake him disappearing as Sam stood in the doorway, hands on either door as he breathed heavily and this probably looked weird to both of them. He didn’t care, he just stared at Gabriel who had a far-away expression and a bit of fear, like he was scared for Sam.
“I remember.”
“What…” was both Gabriel and Lucifer’s response.
“I remember, I remember it all.” Sam was stalking towards Gabriel whose jaw was slack his eyes wide. “I remember everything…” he placed soft hands on either side on Gabriel’s cheeks and placed a chaste kiss to his lips, tears in his eyes but a smile on his lips.
“Sam…” Gabriel breathed and stared up at him before pulling Sam closer and turning the kiss into something more passionate, more needy; loving. Sam relented and let him, falling down and loosing himself in all that is Gabriel, and he was pretty sure that not all the tears on his cheeks were his own.
“What the He- Holy shit.” He heard Dean splutter and Sam ignored it, all he cared about was the archangel in his arms, the feel of his lips against his and the warmth that filled his chest, the feelings Sam hadn’t felt in a very, very long time.
“Gabriel…”
“Yeah kiddo?” he choked out and Sam stared into Gabriel’s eyes.
“Love you.”
A soft whimper escaped Gabriel’s lips.
“Love you to…”
The End
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on 2010-07-30 06:48 pm (UTC)Thanks so much for the comment, glad you liked!
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on 2010-07-30 06:52 pm (UTC)Great job!
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on 2010-07-30 06:54 pm (UTC)thanks.
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on 2010-07-30 10:36 pm (UTC)I needed something like this today. :D
Now, I'm going to go into my little bubble and pretend Dean gets a clue eventually, too. Lol!
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on 2010-07-30 10:39 pm (UTC)Also, KI will be writitng Dean/Cas verse of this, no worries!
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on 2010-07-30 11:13 pm (UTC)Well, ya know I'll be looking forward to that. ;)
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