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The Hunter and His Fallen Angel	By : HisAsgardianAngel Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3637 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Eric Kripke, except for the babies and the girls like Anabel, whom I own. I do not make profit, I do not own anything associated with Supernatural and I certainly don't have any rights to it.

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Sam woke up still damp from with shower with a naked archangel curled into a ball on his chest. Gabriel stirred a little and then peeked up at his hunter, enough love in his eyes to melt even Lucifer's heart.
"So you think the Prince and Princess are engaged now?" He asked gently, lacing his fingers lovingly with Sam's. Sam nodded.
"More than likely, you should have seen the ring, Gabe, it was beautiful." Gabriel sighed and batted his long eyelashes the way he always did when he was thinking something sappy that he didn't want to say, Sam had noticed.
"What is it, Trixie?" Gabriel sighed and curled into him as much as he could.
"Do you think we'll ever get married?" Sam's face lit up in surprise his lips curled into a bittersweet smile.
"Would you really want to be with someone like me forever? Gabs, you deserve so much more." Gabriel propped himself up on Sam's chest and stared soulfully at him.
"More? What more could I possibly ask for? I've spent so many years as a trickster…bitter, malicious, not caring who I stepped on for a laugh. Sammy, after a while I forgot what it was like to even be an angel…forgot I was one. But the kindness I saw in your heart when we met, and the love that you've made me feel…Samuel Winchester, you gave me back my wings. I could never love anyone the way I love you." Sam's eyes glazed over but he didn't cry, crying was Dean's thing. Gabriel seemed to read his mind however and chuckled.
"It's okay to cry knucklehead, Although I do like that strong stoic vibe you give off…you're a lot more manly than Dean." Sam burst into laughter.
"Thanks, but don't tell Dean that, you'd severely bruise his ego." Gabriel laughed too and then raised his eyebrow at Sam's suddenly very playful expression.
"What, Samchop?" Sam rolled his eyes at the stupid nickname and grinned.
"What am I thinking now?" Gabriel got a mischievous look in his eyes.
"Ooh a challenge." Gabriel's intrigued look suddenly dropped however when he looked inside Sam's mind. It was Gabriel's eyes turn to glisten with tears as he slowly nodded his head.
"Of course I will, Sam." It was one of the first times Gabriel had ever just called him "Sam" since they'd been together. Sam took his hand and kissed it ever so gently.
"I'll buy you a ring in a few weeks, let's let Dean and Cas have their time." Gabriel just nodded happily and pulled Sam rather into a rather needy kiss. Gabriel didn't need a ring or an announcement anyway, he and Sam knew they were engaged to be married and that's all that really mattered. Moose, who was sleeping at the foot of the bed, perked his ears up and yipped at the couple. It seemed the hound was happy with the arrangement too.
Meanwhile, Dean and Castiel were also waking up. Laying in each others arms and not making any attempt to speak or move. While Gabriel and Sam had shared their first time slow and tender, Castiel and Dean were way past their first time and their love making had now become a lot needier and more passionate. So naturally, while Sam and Gabriel had woken up with energy, Cas and Dean were not as fortunate. Suddenly Dean's phone was ringing and he groaned loudly.
"Cas, baby, will you get that?" Castiel grunted in protest but reached for his hunters phone and flipped it open in annoyance.
"Somebody better be dying." He said gravely.
"Shut your trap kid, you don't say things like that when you're a hunter, somebody is always dyin'." Castiel sat up.
"Bobby? Why are you calling…you could have just knocked." There was silence on the other end for a moment.
"Well, after hearing some very…animalistic noises coming from that end of the house last night, I figured you were indecent." Castiel looked down at his exposed and very naked body.
"Good idea…so um, what do you require this early in the morning?" Now Dean was sitting up, fussing like a mother hen that Castiel wasn't under the covers.
"My baby is cold." He said cutely, tucking the sheet up over Castiel's growing belly. Castiel wanted to chuckle at Dean's adorable advances but he didn't want to further upset Bobby.
"I got a call from another hunter from down in Missouri. There have been several Sasquatch sightings…a lot more than usual. There have actually been large footprints leading to mangled bodies….and you know what was in those footprints? Sulfur." Castiel looked rather surprised.
"So you think it's a demon." Bobby sighed.
"To be honest, Cas, I don't know. I think you guys should check it out." Cas nodded, sometimes forgetting that he couldn't be seen through a cellular device.
"We'll head out soon, you should probably go wake up Sam and Gabe." Castiel hung up and then filled Dean in on everything.
"I don't like it, Cas. This sounds awfully suspicious." Dean grumbled, trying to button up Castiel's normal white Tax Accountant's shirt over the little bump.
"It just fits, baby, we'll need to go shopping while we're out. Luckily your trusty trench coat will cover it." He said with a wink, bending to kiss his angel's stomach. Castiel blushed and adorned his coat, taking Dean's hand and finishing packing their bags. When they reached Bobby's living room, Gabriel and Sam where already waiting with sappy love-struck faces.
"You ready to head out to good ol' Platte County, Missouri?" Dean gave Sam a strange look for being so chipper but he nodded and pulled Cas out the door with him. It took about 12 hours to get there and they stopped at the nearest motel possible, tired as hell. Dean used the last of his strength to carry his sleepy angel up to their room for the night. They got a room with larger size beds than what Sam and Dean had been used too before settling down and the four of them were out like a light within moments of their heads hitting the pillows. The four men slept pretty soundly until around three AM, when Moose started growling something awful. With Cas's pregnancy hormones kicking in almost nothing woke him from slumber anymore and Gabriel had fallen asleep listening to Sam's ipod, so only Sam and Dean were woken.
"Shut that thing up, Sammy, you'll wake the entire motel." He grumbled catching a glare from his younger brother.
"Dean…he's growling at something or someone out the window…I see something." Dean spat profanities under his breath and got up to investigate. What he saw before him nearly gave him a heart-attack.
"Shit Sammy, I don't know about Sasquatch but that's a fucking Wendigo!" Sam looked disgusted.
"We've hunted those before…why is that one so frigging hairy and what's it doing in a place like this?" Dean looked at him like he was insane.
"Why are we caring?! Draw some Anasazi around Cas and Gabriel while I go out to the Impala and get my flare gun." Dean started to sprint for the door when Sam grabbed him by the shoulder.
"You're better at drawing those than me, I'll go get the flare gun. When you're done meet me outside." Dean nodded and went to draw the symbols around Castiel first (I wonder why) and then Gabriel. Moose had followed Sam out, so when he was finished Dean trailed the sounds of howling and snarling out to the very back of the motel. He found the Wendigo screeching and clawing at what seemed to be the air, but Dean assumed was Moose. Moose was putting up a pretty good fight too, so Dean ran off in search of Sam.
"Sam! Sammy where are you?! Moose is holding up but if you don't hurry that Wendigo is going to make dinner out of…" He trailed off as he reached the Impala, noticing that the trunk was wide open and there was a trail of blood spatter that led from the side of the car to a pool on the asphalt. Sam was lying on the ground, flare gun clutched in one hand, and his other hand grabbing at the gapping hole in his neck.
"D-Dean…it b-bit…" The more he talked the more blood gushed out of his neck and some started coming out of his mouth.
"Hush, Sammy, don't talk. I've got you little brother." Dean whimpered, wrapping his arms around Sam so that his head was in his lap.
"It's going to be okay, I've always looked out for you Sam, nothings changed." Dean was choking on his words, tears beginning to fall.
"GABRIEL!" He screamed, hoping the archangel would somehow hear him.
"GABRIEL PLEASE!" Dean wailed. Sam tried to shake his head no.
"I d-don't want him to see me t-this wa…" Sam was cut off as he choked on his own blood.
"Sammy no! You're not dying, you can't leave me!" Dean wailed, trying to put pressure on Sam's wound as best he could. He hadn't wanted Cas and the baby out here, but he was at his wits end.
"CASTIEL, BABY, I NEED YOU!" He cried harder and harder, rocking Sam in his arms the way he used to when he was a baby. He heard the flutter of wings and both Castiel and Gabriel were at his side, their mouths open in horror. Both angel's rushed to heal the younger Winchester, but it was too late. Before either one of them had time to do anything, he looked up at Dean and whispered "I w-want you to k-know that you were always my idol, Dean. T-Thank you…" Dean clutched him as close to his chest as possible before feeling him take his last breath.
"Sammy no! No, no, no, this isn't happening." Despite the fact that Dean was covered in blood, Castiel didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around him.
"I am so sorry, Dean." Gabriel just stood there staring…his entire world had just shattered. He hadn't made it in time to save the one person he cared about on this Earth…his Sammy-Bear. He had died and it was all his fault. Dean turned his swollen puffy eyes to the angel.
"Where were you, Gabriel? He needed you!" Gabriel said nothing, sinking to his knees and crumbling into the deepest and darkest misery an angel had ever known.
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