Though Sam's rather unhealthy addiction to Wattpad had led to Dean and Castiel finally realizing their feelings towards one another, he wanted to get back at him, but in the same way he did to Dean.
"Cas, I know what we're gonna do today," Dean says, an evil smirk played across his lips.
"Did you just quote Phineas' catch phrase?" Castiel questioned.
"Yes. Yes I did. Anyway, I want to get back at Sammy for practically embarrassing me on his stupid little Wattpad account. Cas, I'm gonna write a story, and you're gonna help me."
"Why would I want to do that? He is the reason why you and I are together," Cas said in a serious tone.
"Because I'm your boyfriend, and we're gonna make some 'Sabriel' action happen."
"Sabriel?"
"Sam/Gabriel," Dean clarified.
"I always knew brother Gabriel had the sweets on Sam." Dean chuckled.
"'The sweets?'"
"Yes. Is that not what people nowadays say?"
"No, it's not. Anyway... Onto the story!"
***
Sam n Gabriel lookd in2 eachothers eyes, enjoying the moment of feelz. ^_^
"How's it look so far, Cas?" Dean asks, moving the screen within Castiel's line of sight.
"Well it could use more descriptive words for one thing. Another would be less abbriviations and emoticons. It could also- Who am I kidding? Give me the dang thing," Castiel cracks his fingers and takes the phone from Dean.
(Sabriel) Surprise, I Love You:
Sam had gone out on another beer run. As usual, he would intend on getting beer, B.A.B magazines, and pie for Dean, forgetting the pie and buying cake instead. But something else was in the gas station bag: An envelope labeled 'Sam Winchester'.
"Sammy! You got... Mail?" Dean called in confusion. They had no official adress and are known to be deceased, so how does he have mail?
He hands him the envelope and Sam takes it to his room. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he carefully rips the top open and reads a small note tucked inside along with a disk.
"Since the last time you heard me was the last we said goodbye
I want you to know that I'm still alive.
Here is a video to prove I am here.
I hope you enjoy, 'cause your happiness is music to my ears."
Sam reread the poem several time before finally playing the CD. 'Who could this be?' he thought.
He grabbed his laptop and lied down on his bed, ejecting the disk inside. As the video started playing, all that was showing was someone playing the guitar. The camera was angled too low to see the face, but the voice sounded so familiar.
" His eyes and words are so icy
Oh but he burns
Like rum on the fire
Hot and fast and angry
As he can be
I walk my days on a wire.
It looks ugly, but it's clean,
Oh momma, don't fuss over me.
The way he tells me I'm his and he is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
Calls of guilty fall on me
All while he stains
The sheets of some other
Thrown at me so powerfully
Just like he throws with the arm of his brother.
But I want it, it's a crime
That he's not around most of the time.
The way he shows me I'm his and he is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.
His fight and fury is fiery
Oh but he loves
Like sleep the freezing
Sweet and right and merciful
I'm all but washed
In the tide of his breathing.
And it's worth it, it's divine
And I can have this some of the time.
The way he shows me I'm his and he is mine
Open hand or closed fist would be fine
The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine."
At the end of his singing and gentle plucking, the man who sang had placed his guitar back on his stand and he raises the camera to meet his eyes. Sam's eyes widened. He should have known: It was Gabriel. The last thirty seconds of the video had Sam lost in thought.
"Hey, Samsquatch. Remember me? Yeah, this real. I'm alive, and you'll see me soon, but not just yet. Wouldn't want to spoil the actual surprise. See you soon."
'He's gonna see me? When?'
***
Cas finished the last sentence and sighed happily with pride. Showing the now finished one-shot to Dean, he marveled surprisedly.
"Jeez, Cas. Where'd you learn to write like this?"
"I did what you would've done; Made is up as I went."
"Wow. Okay. So now we just need to post this on Wattpad and do the 'Special Surpise'," Dean said.
Dean tagged Sam's Wattpad user at the end, which he happened to see when he was reading Sam's fanfiction on Destiel. He was sure to read this.
"Gabriel?" Cas called silently.
"Castiel?" Gabriel inquires after a moments pause, "How'd you know I wasn't dead?"
"Call it a gut feeling."
"Well, well, listen to you; Using 21st century lingo. I'm proud. So, what can I do for you, Brother?"
"You have feelings for Sam Winchester, correct?" There was an awkward pause before Gabriel spoke up again.
"That was a little out of the blue, don't you think?"
"Yes or no?"
...
"Yes," he finally answered. He could practically hear Castiel's smile form.
"Good. Now here's what you have to do..."
***
Sammy's phone vibrated and a notification popped up. He was in the middle of reading another Phanfic, so he added it to his library and tapped on the notification bar.
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What? Sabriel? A blush creeps from his neck to his cheeks. I don't remember reading any Sabriel fanfictions, let alone commenting on one.
He tapped on it and it took him to a page one-page short fanfiction titled, "Surprise, I Love You." Reading through it, it seemed too well-detailed about what he does in real life to be a fanfiction. Could there be a stalker?
*Knock* *Knock*
Sam switches off his phone and places it aside. As he opened the door, there was no one to be found. Strange. Grabbing his gun, he swiftly turns around and faces someone he least expected: Gabriel.
"Gabriel? You're not really dead?" Sammy asked in utter shock.
"So I take it you read that story?" he nods.
"Well, now we just need the surprise. The actual surprise. C'mon!"
Gabriel grabs him by the arm and they instantly landed in an empty performance room with a stage.
"Lucky for you, I saved you the best view. Front row seat!"
Sam sat down hesitantly as Gabriel walled on stage with his guitar.
"This song's for you, Sammich." Sam blushes and Gabriel winks.
" Baby, love never felt so good
And I'd die if it ever could
Not like you hold me, hold me
Oh baby, love never felt so fine
And I'd die if it's never mine
Not like you hold me, hold me
And the night's gonna be just fine
Gotta fly, gotta see, I can't wait
I can't take it
Cause baby, everytime I love you, in and out of my life, in out baby
Tell me, if you really love me it's in and out my life in out baby
So baby, yes, love never felt so good
Baby, love never felt so fine (so fine)
And I'd die if it's never mine, not like you hold me, hold me
Oh baby, love never felt so good
And I'd die if it ever could
Not like you hold me, hold me
And the night through the thickest tears
Gotta fly, gotta see, can't believe I can't take it cause
Baby, everytime I love you it's in and out my life in out baby
Tell me, if you really love me it's in and out my life, driving me crazy
Baby, love never felt so good
Aww baby, love never felt so fine
And I'd die if you're mine all mine
Not like you hold me, hold me
Aww baby, love never felt so good, (soo good)
And I'd die if it ever could
Not like you hold me hold me
And the nights gonna be just fine
Gotta fly, gotta see, can't believe
I can't take it cause
Baby every time I love you it's in and out my life in out baby
Tell me if you really love me it's in and out my life, driving me crazy
Cause baby, love never felt so good, never felt so good...
Alright that's fine, that's it..."
Sam clapped. Nobody else was in the room, but he didn't care. Gabriel had the voice of an angel. Literally and figuratively.
Gabriel walks dramatically slow down the steps of the stage and towards Sam. He takes him into a hug and Gabriel whispers in his ear.
"And do you wanna know what your final surprise is?" he paused for a brief moment ad they looked into each other's eyes.
A kiss told it all. It was sweet, passionate, longing.
"I love you," he finally murmers softly.