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A/N: It's still the same, there is probably some mistakes and characters are OOC. But thank you so much if you read my story and thank you if you left a comment.

This new life of mine

Chapter 7: Epilogue N.1 – Is this what they call love? (Castiel POV)

Gabriel had snapped his fingers and he was gone with Sam. They went in the bunker and even if I wanted to follow them, Dean, for some reason, told me to give them a little bit of time. I did not understood why. My brother had got his powers back and the trickster was back, but changed. I could already tell.

"Could you bring my baby here?" Dean asked as we walked outside the barn.

Gabriel can you snap the Impala near us? I asked in my head. I nodded to Dean and I looked around until I saw the black car. Dean walked to it and sat at the wheel, of course. I sat next to him and looked in front of us.

"Cas, what did you say about the bond thing and your true form?" Dean asked.

"When you saw my wings, the other day, did you saw intense black, or black and dark navy blue?" I asked.

"Black and dark navy blue. But what does it have to do with it?" Dean asked back.

"The blue shade of my wings come from my true form just like if Gabriel had showed his wings, you would have only seen gold but Sam would have seen the different shade of gold, brown and white in Gabriel's wings. It's a bit different on my part since I went in hell and my wings are tinted but that's the easiest way I can explain it." I tried to explain.

"So if for example you hadn't had to rescue me from hell, I would have seen white wings with blue shade?" Dean asked.

"Yes, since those are my true form colors. While Sam would only have seen white. Just like he only saw black." I said.

"Well now I feel special." Dean said with a smile.

I smiled back at him and continued to look forwards. After a moment I felt something on my hand and looked at it. Dean had put his hand on mine. He wasn't talking or looking at me but when I turned my head once again while keeping his hand on mine, I sensed him smiled.

I looked out of the window to see the sunset, it was beautiful. I slowly turned my hand and intertwined our fingers. Dean sighed and stopped the car on the side of the road. Have I did something wrong? He got out and so did I. His head turned as he looked around. We could see the sunset from where we were standing and behind us were trees and small animals running around. Nobody was around here, we were alone.

Dean got closer to me and put his hands on my shoulders. We stared at each other and I felt my heartbeat going faster. He smiled and put a hand on my cheek.

"This is the right moment for you to tell me to stop." Dean said.

I didn't say anything, couldn't say anything. He then slowly nodded and I did the same. I couldn't look away, my eyes kept staring at his and I couldn't stop it. I saw his pupil dilating. His hand went down on the back of my neck and my body was burning. I had felt that before, when I was human but it had never felt that intense.

Then his lips touched mine and I was gone. I closed my eyes and let him controlled everything. I felt my knees failing me and Dean must have sensed it too because he grabbed the back of my coat and hold me closer. His hand moved on my back while he kept me where he wanted me to be.

We kissed a long time until Dean walked forwards and opened the back door of the Impala. He pushed me in and climb on top of me.

It lasted for about an hour or so and it was… amazing. He lay on his back while I was snuggling against him. He rubbed my naked shoulders while I kissed his chest slowly.

"Cas…" Dean whispered after a moment.

"Yes?" I asked.

"I love you." He said with a proud smile, just like if he was proud of himself for saying it.

"I think I love you too." I answered. "Is this what love feels like?"

"Yeah." Dean said. "Why did it took so long before we do this?" He suddenly asked.

I smiled and nuzzled my head in his neck. I wrapped my wings around him and laughed softly.

"What?" He asked.

"I'm probably the luckiest angel ever." I said.

"Probably." He said with a smile. "But seriously, Cas… I can't say how much I am grateful that you are in my life. I love you so much."

"I love you too, Dean. Thank you." I answered as I moved to sat down.

Dean pulled me next to him again and closed his eyes.

"Stay here…" Dean said as he yawned.

"But shouldn't we go to the bunker?" I asked.

"Give them time. Come on, just relax and try to sleep." Dean said and I nodded, closing my eyes.

Back at the bunker (Gabriel POV)

"I won't ever let anyone hurt you, Sam." I whispered as I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his lips.

He kissed back and he soon deepen it. I let him do it and moaned as he pushed me to my room. He grabbed my shirt and pulled on it.

"Too much clothes…" He whispered in a deep voice.

I snapped my fingers and we were naked in a second. I put my hand on his chest and pushed him on the bed. Once he lay there, I jumped on him and kissed his neck. I kissed down his body and started to suck on the skin of his tattoo. My hands caressed his chest and I nearly growled. Damn, this man was perfect. When did I became that lucky?

Then out of nowhere a new feeling came to me. I had never felt that before and it bothered me. Sam was perfect. He was nice, kind, and knew how to have fun but he could still be serious and he knew what had to be done. But me? How was I? An asshole with even more than four identities. An archangel turned and twisted by the mind of Lucifer, by my own actions… I wasn't even an archangel anymore, I had forgot how to be an archangel. I had never question how I looked and now I did? What the hell? Why? I wasn't shape like him, I didn't had perfect hair, a perfect mouth, a perfect nose, a perfect fucking face! But he had… How could he even… even think of kissing me? I was nothing like him… how could he loved me?

Conclusion… he didn't. He was playing with me, he… he was using me. But hey, I didn't really care if he used me since he seemed to be perfectly fine to bottom. But still! The, I love you, he said… it was all fake! All fucking fake! But again… how could I believed him? Of course he wouldn't want me… come on. I'm even more stupid than I thought I was…

"Gabriel!?" He said in a panic voice.

Fake… all fake. My vision was blurry and that's when I realized that I was crying. Well, wasn't that just fantastic? I wanted to hit him… I wanted him to pay for what he had done to me. But I didn't want to hurt him and with my powers again in place, I would hurt him. I simply pushed him away and snapped my fingers to we were dress once again. I stood up to walk away but he took my arm.

"Gabe, what going on?" He asked as he rubbed my arm.

"I get it… okay?" I shuddered.

"You get what? Gabe I don't understand." He said.

"It's Gabriel, okay? My fucking name is Gabriel. You won't fool me again." I said.

"What?" He whispered. "What do you mean?"

He stood up and went on his knees in front of me. He took my hands and looked up at me.

"Explain it to me, angel. Explain what wrong." He said with a soft voice.

"I thought you loved me… that's what's wrong!" I shouted.

"But I love you, Gabriel. What makes you think I don't?"

"How could you? You're perfect and next to you I'm just a piece of shit."

"You're not."

"You can stop lying to me, Sam. I know you don't love me."

"I do love you, Gabe. You're probably the best thing that ever happened to me. I don't know what happen to make you think that but I am not lying to you when I say that I love you." Sam said as he squeezed my hands.

"But how can you love me?" I asked.

"Gabriel, I got to say that when I first met you I really thought you were an asshole but I know you now. I know the real you. I know now that you are a very nice person, so much funny and caring. You are amazing and I would never change you. You have a big heart and… I'm probably the one who should say I'm not perfect, I'm the one who should be worried. You are an angel, Gabriel, an archangel. And what am I? A simple human with even demon blood."

"Then… what do you love about me?"

He stood up and brought me with him.

"I love your personality, your style, your adorable face. I love your small body and how I can literally put my arms all around you. I love the way you smile, I love your laughed. I love the way you kiss me. I love the way you look at me. I love you, Gabe. All of you." He said then started to kiss me again.

Well maybe I was wrong then. Maybe he did loved me. Maybe I was freaking lucky after all. I kissed him back and he softly put me on the bed. He gently kissed me from my forehead down to my neck and unbutton my shirt so he could kiss lower. I put a hand in his hair and moaned slowly. He smiled and took his t-shirt off. He took my hand and put them on his chest. He continued to kiss me and my hands went on his back.

"Gabe…" He moaned.

"Huh?"

"I love you."

"I love you too, Sammy." I said as he kissed my lips once again.

There is another epilogue that I written after this but it's only like 550 words. If you want it let me know.

I had so much difficulties to write Gabe and Sam's scene, omg... I felt so bad for Gabriel, man. I so hope that Richard will be in season 11. Like they got the opportunity since the (SPOILER ALERT!) darkness is there. I mean come on, bring him back...

They confirm that he was alive so bring him back! Please? Anyway, thank you for reading and I hope you liked it!