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Hazel eyes stared up at the motel ceiling in silence trying to calm his mind so he could fall asleep. Something that had been alluding him for days now. Ever since he was sent out of Gabriel's dream.

Four days without sleep was not something that Sam never wanted to experience again. His mind was somehow racing and slower than a slug at the same time. It was doing bad things to his mind to say the least.

He knew that he was fine and nothing was coming after him, but his thoughts were turning against him as each hour passed. Which was why Dean had basically locked him in the room with no weapons.

Jumping up suddenly the hunter began to pace the room trying his hardest to calm his pounding heart. He just had to remind himself that he was safe. He was just being a little paranoid.

A door opened causing Sam to spin around ready to fight. Instead of seeing anyone at the door the hunter saw nothing. Moving slowly the young man made his way towards the door only to hear the bed creaking behind him.

Spinning around his eyes darted around the room trying to figure out what was making the noise but no one was there. For the first time he wished Dean hadn't left him completely defenseless.

Clenching his jaw Sam forced himself to take a deep breath knowing he was simply freaking himself out. There was no one else in the room besides him and Gabriel. Someone that wasn't moving.

At least he thought the archangel wasn't moving yet. Looking over at the bed he saw the blonde woman was still laying on the bed where she had been since they had first gotten the motel room.

Moving so he was standing next to the bed he looked down at the woman letting himself think about Gabriel once more. Though now that he thought about it he realized that all he had been thinking about was the blond.

Not that it was really surprising to him. The kiss that he shared with the archangel was something that he needed to think about even if he didn't want to analyze it all that closely. Even if it didn't last long.

Closing his eyes he felt himself smile as the kiss took over his mind once more. The smaller mans lips were dry and chapped, but they felt so amazing against his own that all he wanted was to feel them again.

Slipping down to his knees Sam let his finger run through the blonde hair a smile coming to his lips. The archangel looked so peaceful and beautiful. If only those eyes would finally open up.

"Gabriel," Sam muttered softly resting his head on the bed.

Yawning widely the hazel eyes slid shut a moment later the weight behind his eyes finally being too much. Sam slipped into the blackness of a true sleep for what felt like the first time in weeks.

"You should never have touched me," a low voice practically growled out causing the hunters head to jerk up.

Sam expected to be in the home that Gabriel had been every other time, but all too soon he found himself back in his motel room. Looking up he saw the woman glaring down at him.

"You were told not to touch me," Gabriel continued a hand running through Sam's hair, "Why didn't you listen?"

"Because it's you," Sam whispered his throat dry.

"That's not... I never should have... This is my fault."

"Gabriel..."

"No. You don't get it yet, Sam. I'm..."

Before Gabriel could finish the sentence Sam surged up pressing their lips together. A soft moan left the archangels lips as the hand in the hunters hair tightened in the locks as if afraid he'd pull away.

"Stop," Gabriel pulled away almost violently, "This can't..."

"Why are you so scared, Gabriel?" Sam questioned feeling frustrated.

"Because I know how this ends. I've seen it end too many times. You'll die and I'll be here alone. I can't keep doing it, Sam. I can't keep watching my world die!"

Hearing the pain break the blondes voice Sam couldn't stop himself as he wrapped the smaller body in his arms. Of everything he thought might be said that was the last thing. Though it should have been the first.

He felt so selfish in that moment. He had been thinking about having the archangel in his arms without thinking about what was going to happen to Gabriel when he left and he was going to leave.

"I'm sorry," Sam whispered shaking his head, "I didn't..."

"It's not your fault," Gabriel sighed softly, "I've never... This is the first time that I've every truly had to explain this to you. I kept thinking that I was strong enough to deal with only seeing you for a few months or years every lifetime."

"But it's not."

"It is. Sam, I love you. I will always love you. No matter how much time I spend with you it's enough. Watching you die and suffer though? That is something I can't keep watching. I can't do it again."

"So you're just going to stop? Where are you going to go?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm done."

Shaking his head Sam stood up and began to pass the room. He knew that it made sense for Gabriel to protect himself. After all these years he deserved to quit having his heart broken.

At the same time though Sam hated the idea of never seeing the archangel again. He never got to have his chance at loving the blonde. He would never get the chance to know who the man was.

"I'm sorry, Sam," Gabriel whispered moving so they were standing toe to toe, "I never should have appeared in your life."

"No," Sam smiled sadly, "I'm glad that... I just wish..."

"I know. I've wished that a few times myself."

Hazel eyes looked down into blue seeing a sadness that he knew was reflected in his own. Leaning down the hunter pressed their lips together knowing that it was going to be their last kiss.

"It'll be okay, Sam," Gabriel smiled running a hand through the brown hair, "You'll forget about me all too soon."

"Unless I finally get to go to Heaven," Sam responded jokingly.

"Then I'll find you. Don't worry. Just keep going. Whenever you truly do end up in Heaven I'll find you. I'll be there."

Nodding his head Sam let himself be directed to the bed. He sat down keeping their hands linked before the archangel finally pulled away completely and drew away. A blinding light filled the room letting him know that he was alone once more.

Taking a deep breath the hunter stood up and made his way out of the motel room. He didn't get more than a few steps before Dean was standing there questioning what was going on, but he couldn't speak.

Dean must have understood what had happened because he found himself in a tight hug. It might not be the arms that he wanted, but he hoped that when he did finally get to Heaven that Gabriel would be there. If he ever ended up in Heaven.