Title: Little Wings of Joy

Author: Last Winter Rose

Rating: NC-17

Characters/Pairing: Sam/Gabriel, Dean/Castiel, with guest starring Bobby Singer and Balthazar.

Word Count: 17,109

Warnings: None that I can think of.

Spoilers: Mention of Season Six Arch Storyline but really if you watch the show and if you know the characters then you're good to go.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural in any way, shape, or form. The only payment I got from this was the fun I had writing it.

Summary: In the middle of the 'Heaven Civil War' Gabriel starts acting weird and goes missing for a while without a word to Sam. When he finally shows back up it's in the arms of Castiel, barely able to stand on his own two feet.

May

Sam leaned back against the bed's headboard looking for more support as his lover rode him to the edge, his hands resting on Gabriel's hips helping the archangel to move.

"Sam…" Gabriel moaned reaching forward grabbing the headboard on each side of the hunter's head, his own throw back in pleasure. Sam shifted trying not to slide on the bed, causing Gabriel to gasp as he was now going deeper, hitting the spot that really got to the angel. Gabriel groaned as his right hand started to move towards his very hard erection but quickly flew back to the headboard as Sam buck his hips almost throwing the angel off. "Sam…please…I can't…"

The hunter nodded understanding his lover's unspoken needs, keeping his left hand on Gabriel's hip his right one moved downward wrapping about his lover, not missing a beat as his stocks quickly match the rhythm of his thrusts into the angel. Sam grinned as Gabriel's eyes went wide, a small light beginning to glow from within. This urged Sam on, increasing both hips and hand. He had only seen it a few times before, when Gabriel became so overcome by their love making that he would lose control of his Grace. Although Sam have never actually seen the light, he always felt something almost like pride knowing that he could do that to an archangel. It also meant that Gabriel was getting close.

Sam nails dug into skin as he tighten his hold onto Gabriel's hip, adding a slight turn to his hand as he stocked the angel's length. Gabriel gasped; his head falling forward as his eyes got brighter and Sam could hear something that sounded like the headboard breaking under the angel's hold.

"Sam…."

It was all he needed as a warning, shutting his eyes tightly just as Gabriel came, his Grace flashing on the other side of Sam's eyelids and Sam's name falling from his lips. Sam came only second later deep within his lover, his own cry echoing Gabriel's. He rode out the high, groaning as Gabriel fell on top of him, the angel's breath heavy and fast. Sam wrapped his arms about Gabriel's shoulders turning both of them to their sides, both moaning as the hunter pulled out of the angel.

Sam watched Gabriel closely waiting for the crazy comment that the Trickster would always come up with after a round like that but Gabriel only laid there in his arms, his breathing slowing to a more normal pace, his eyes closed. If Sam didn't know better he would have thought that Gabriel was asleep but it was always Sam that fell asleep first, the angel who didn't need to sleep normally stood watch over the sleeping human.

"So what was the occasion?" Sam asked rubbing his hand up and down Gabriel's arm. Wondering why Gabriel had shown up, not giving Sam time to even say hello before jumping him.

"Hmmm," was the only answer he got as Gabriel buried his face deeper into the cook of Sam's neck.

The hunter lifted his head giving Gabriel some more room, his eyes landing on the headboard. He knew that angels were stronger than human but the holes and cracks in the wood reminded him just how much stronger the shorter man was. "I'm going to have fun explaining that to the hotel owner." He chuckled but there was still no answer from his lover, "Gabriel?" Glancing down he found the angel's eyes closed, his lips slightly parted, and his chest rising and falling in a calm rhythm.

Sam didn't know what to say, Gabriel had actually fallen asleep, he didn't even think that the archangel knew how to sleep; he was always running around with so much energy. The hunter sighed brushing a loose hair from his lover's face, "Good night Gabriel," he said placing a kiss on his lover's forehead and resting his chin on the smaller man's head, he closed his eyes joining his love in slumber.

LWR LWR

Sam turned away from the blight light shining through the window, hiding his head under his pillow trying to ignore the knocking at the door.

"Sam! Sammy!"

He growled pushing farther into the pillow.

"Sam! Come on!"

Sam ignore it for a few more seconds but it only got louder the longer he let it go for. Sitting up he threw his pillow off the bed, "Shut up! I'm coming, just let me…" Sam fell silent realizing that the other side of the bed was empty, both the pillow and blanket show signs of someone sleeping there but that someone was not. "Gabriel?" He glanced around the room but the archangel was nowhere to be seen.

"What?" Dean yelled through the door, "Sam, are you awake?"

Sam sighed in frustration as the pounding started again, "Hold on, I'm coming!" Climbing out of bed he quickly look for his jeans that Gabriel had throw across the room last night, putting them on, he glance into the bathroom before pulling a shirt on and running his hands through his hair and headed for the door. "What?" Sam all but yelled pulling the door open to find Dean on the other side with his left hand in mid knock and his right holding a cup holder with two coffee cups and a takeout bag.

"About time! What took you so long?" Dean asked pushing past Sam not waiting for an invitation.

"Please, come on in," Sam said shutting the door behind him; Dean was already by the table setting the bag and cups down. "How long were you out there?"

Dean pulled a sandwich from the bag, "About half a…hour." He paused on the last word eyeing the headboard on the bed, an eyebrow shooting up as he turned to Sam.

The younger hunter felt his face heat up a little, pointing to the bag and sandwich Dean bought, "What's for breakfast?" He asked hoping to change the subject but his brother wouldn't give, "Gabriel came by…"

"Too much," Dean said holding his hand up.

"You're the one that asked."

Dean just shook his head setting the sandwich down and pulled two more out, "So where is Mr. Candy Man?"

"Don't know, he was gone when I woke up," he answered moving to the table. "Does Castiel ever fall asleep before you?"

"What?" Dean asked around the slip of coffee he had just taken, almost choking on the hot liquid. "That's a little random…and personal."

"Sorry," Sam reached for the other cup, "it's just that Gabriel been acting weird the past few days and then last night...I didn't even think angels could sleep."

"No, they can, they just don't have to," Dean said, "Castiel told me once. Look Gabriel's a big boy and an archangel, if there was anything wrong I'm sure he would tell you."

Sam played around with the cup spinning it in his hand, staring at it as if it would give him the answer he needed. "Yeah I guess you're right, it's just…"

"Dude, if you're so worry why don't you talk to Gabe next time you see him." Dean sat down, pulling the last few sandwiches out of the bag and started eating.

Sam sighed setting the cup down and started moving about the room, placing his pillow back on the bed before grabbing some clothes from his duffle bag and heading towards the restroom. Stopping in the doorway he turned back to Dean, "Maybe I will, it's probably just something to do with the whole Civil War up in Heaven that's getting to him."

"That's the spirit!" Dean said around a mouthful of food. "Now speaking about spirits, Miss Williams isn't going to salt and burn herself, go get ready."

Sam chuckled at his brother shaking his head as went to the bathroom to take a shower.

LWR LWR

It was a bad hunt all the way around; first Sam couldn't focus on the map of the graveyard so Dean took it, then it seem that he wasn't digging fast enough for Dean so he took over, the last straw was not shooting the spirit fast enough with his shotgun before she sent Dean flying into a tree a few feet away from the grave. Sam was now driving the Impala back to the motel with Dean in the passenger seat, his right arm in a make shift sling and some gauze wrap around his forehead.

"I'm sorry Dean." His eyes danced between his brother and the road, "I should have been paying attention and not staring into outer space."

"No problems," Dean groaned, "just watch the bump, okay Sammy."

Sam only nodded stepping harder on the gas, he just hope that he could keep his mind on one thing long enough to get them back to the motel without crashing into anything.

He drove as fast as he dared, not wanting to cause Dean any more pain, plus he didn't want to get pull over by a cop. Sam pulled into the parking lot thankful that there was a spot right in front of Dean's room. The Impala was turned off for only a second before Sam was running around the car to help his brother.

He had some trouble with the key to the room, trying to support Dean with one arm. "Easy there," he whispered as Dean groaned, "stay with me Dean." Sam finally got the key in and the handle turned when the sound of movement came through the door follow by the door opening to Castiel. Gabriel was standing behind him closer to the bed.

"Dean!" Castiel yelled taking his charge from the younger human, "What happened?"

Sam watch as the angel placed Dean on the bed with no problems at all, "We were on a hunt and my mind was on something else…I didn't have his back. I'm sorry Cass." Sam closed the door behind him moving to the other side of the bed across from Castiel as the angel looked over Dean, "Will he be okay?"

Castiel slowly remove the gauze from around Dean's head before running his hand over the cut. Sam smiled as the cut and blood disappeared, Dean moaned turning into the angel's warm touch. "He'll be fine, I can heal his wounds but he will still need to rest and he will feel a little sore in the morning but he will live."

Sam smiled, finally letting go of the breath he didn't realize he was holding. He had been worried sick about Dean but he should have known that Castiel would take care of his brother. He stood to the side watching as the angel did the same to Dean's arm, healing it as he removed it from the sling.

The young hunter shifted uncomfortably looking away from the 'chick flick' moment as Dean called times like this. His eyes landed on Gabriel, who had remain standing in the middle of the room and all of Sam's concern for his brother was switch to concern for his mate. Gabriel looked pale and out of it, Sam moved from the bed over to Gabriel. Getting closer he realize that Gabriel was slightly wobbling from side to side "Gabriel, are you alright?"

The archangel quickly reached out grabbing Sam's arm and closing his eyes as if to keep from falling. When his eyes open they were darker than the normal golden honey brown that Sam was used to.

"Sam, we need to talk."

"Hum…okay," Sam answer trying to get Gabriel to a nearby chair.

Gabriel shook his head, "Not here, in your room."

Sam glanced from Gabriel to Dean on the bed, Castiel turned from removing Dean's jacket to him, "Go, I'll call if you're needed."

Sam nodded, he didn't really want to leave Dean, feeling guilty about the whole thing but if he was right about Gabriel, then there was something wrong and he wanted to know what it was. Although they had been together for some time now, the archangel still kept some things from him, saying that it's angel stuff and that humans wouldn't care about it. Sam gave one last glance to Castiel and his brother before following Gabriel who had already left the room, quickly moving to stay close incases the angel did pass out.

They slowly made their way to their room concerning Sam even more, wondering why Gabriel didn't just mojo them over there. The archangel stood by the door waiting for Sam to unlock it, walking past Sam as the hunter pushed it open and move to the side for Gabriel to enter first. Gabriel moved to the center of the room in front of the bed and gesture for Sam to take a seat.

Sam moved to the bed keeping an eye on the angel, still concern on how pale Gabriel was. He sat at the foot folding his hands in his lap, "Are you alright? You don't look so good."

Gabriel gave a grin, "I'm better than your brother right now. What were you thinking?"

"Like I said, mine mind wasn't in that graveyard."

"Where was it?"

Sam answered only by locking his eyes with Gabriel's. Gabriel stared back, a confuse look covering his face, a few seconds trick by before he moved to the bed taking a seat next to Sam, "Ask."

Sam studied his hands in his lap, looking anywhere but at Gabriel, "You've been acting weird lately, are you alright?"

"What do you mean acting weird? I've just been busy with everything going on upstairs and…"

"About three weeks ago you showed up at a diner and started eating everything on the table."

"I was hungry."

"You're an angel, you never get hungry," Sam said, "and then there's the whole thing with yelling at Bobby."

"He had it coming."

"He was helping me with research."

"Well, maybe not for that but I'm sure there was something."

Sam shook his head, that was a really bad cover story, Gabriel and Bobby had started getting along, even a little better than the archangel did with Dean, so Sam knew that that wasn't the reason. "What about everything else? Falling asleep, disappearing before I wake up, and now you look about ready to pass out."

"I'm just a little stress right now with the whole war going on and trying to find the weapons."

"Can angels get stress?" Sam asked but although Gabriel was looking at him, he seemed to be looking through him like Sam wasn't even there. "Gabriel?"

"If there are any angels that have the right to get stressed out, it's Cassy and me, being with you Winchesters." Gabriel grinned placing his hand on Sam's knee rubbing his thumb back and forward, "I'm joking Sammy."

"Well, I'm happy one of us is," Sam said, "I'm really worried Gabriel."

Gabriel was silent which didn't help Sam's nerve; the archangel were normally have some kind of comeback to say to Sam. Gabriel looked from Sam's eyes to his hand resting on the hunter's leg, as if thinking, trying to decide whether to tell Sam or not. It was now clear to Sam that there was something wrong with his angel but Gabriel couldn't say or wouldn't say what it was. Sam didn't move, their breathing was the only sound in the room, he wanted to know but he wasn't going to push the information from his love.

"Sam, I'm fine…"

"No, you're not, and I know you're lying because you're not looking me in the eyes." When Gabriel didn't move or answer, Sam reach over cupping the archangel's chin, lifting Gabriel's head to place a kiss on his lips.

The quick kiss didn't turn out the way that Sam had planed though; as he pulled away Gabriel followed him, trying to rejoin their lips. "Sam…"

Sam covered Gabriel's lips with his fingers, "Don't try changing the subject at hand Gabriel." He could feel the angel smiling against his fingers, as well as Gabriel's own hand moving up his leg.

"Come on Sammy," Gabriel whisper before wrapping his mouth around Sam's fingers giving a soft moan and closing his eyes.

Sam couldn't stop the image from jumping into his mind of Gabriel's mouth wrapped around another part of him; he also couldn't stop the blood from rushing southward.

"Gabriel stop," he said trying to make it sound like a demand as he pulled his fingers from his lover's mouth. "You were going to tell me something." He pushed Gabriel back but was soon reminded just how strong the shorter being was.

Gabriel moved in a blur, pinning Sam's arms to his sides as he straddled the hunter's lap and started attacking Sam's neck with kisses. "I think it can wait a few more minuets," he said wiggling his hips.

Sam groaned at the friction and quickly realizes that he was fighting a lost battle. He felt Gabriel grin against his neck as he move his hands up the angel's back. "Promise to tell me afterward." It was more of a statement than a request and one that Sam was going to hold the archangel-turned-Pagan God to.

"Hum ha…" Gabriel nodded sealing their lips together and pushing Sam's jacket off, throwing it to the side moving right onto his shirt. He was half way through the buttons when he pulled back, an upsetting look on his face as he looked past Sam as if listening to someone else in the room. Sam had seen this look before; his thoughts went to Dean and found himself trying to stand to get to his brother. "Don't worry Sam, Dean is okay but it is Cass that's calling." He must have taken Sam's sigh of release as a sigh of frustration because he smiled, "At least Castiel doesn't just walk into the room without knocking like Dean-o."

Sam laughed, "At least tell me what you were going to say."

Gabriel stared at Sam; he could see all of the different emotions floating in the angel's eyes. Gabriel opened and closed his mouth a few times as if trying to think of how to begin, he then rested his forehead against Sam's. "I'm sorry Sam but I got to go."

"But…" Sam was talking to empty air, his love not giving him time to talk. The hunter groaned, partly due to not getting an answer from Gabriel and partly due to the awkward position that the angel left him in. He looked at the clock on the nightstand as he grabbed his duffle bag from the bed side and started looking through it. He figure Castiel wouldn't have left Dean if he wasn't alright, so it would be okay for him to take a nice quick cold shower before checking in on his brother.

June

"Are you gonna eat that?"

Sam looked up from his plate of pancakes to his brother eyeing his food, he glance back down, "Enjoy," he said pushing it across the table.

"Seriously, I was joking." Dean pushed the plate back over, "You haven't eaten anything since yesterday morning now finish those pancakes," Dean ordered pointing at Sam with his fork.

The young Winchester shook his head taking a sip of his coffee and stared out the window. A few second ticked by as he watched people walk down the street outside. He set the mug down, went to take a bite but the food stopped just inches from his mouth. "Have you heard anything from Castiel?"

Dean threw his arms in the air dropping them onto the table, "Dude! Is that what's going on?" He bent forward lowering his voice, "It's only been two weeks Sam. Cass and Gabe got a lot on their plates right now; I mean they're the only things keeping Raphael from going Teenage Mutant Ninja Angel on us."

"But…"

"I don't want to hear it, eat. Gabriel will smite me for sure when he comes back and you're wasting away to nothing."

Sam didn't argue, only sat there, taking another sip of coffee before starting in on the pancakes.

LWR LWR

For the whole month it was mostly the same thing every day, Sam would find some way to bring up the angels and Dean would beat the subject away like it was a fly, it didn't matter if they would in the middle of a hunt or not.

For a mouth they heard nothing and Sam was sure that meant something was wrong, normally if the angels couldn't get to them in person, they would at least visited Sam or Dean in a dream to let them know that they were okay. Dean just shrugged it off but Sam was sure that deep down inside Dean was just as worried as Sam was.

They went through two ghosts and a demon that was causing trouble in a small town in Ohio and was currently working on a death omen that was showing up in a retirement home. Dean had dropped Sam off at the motel with the newest newspapers and books from the library that they got before heading out to get some take out for dinner.

Sam was going through the sixth book and the fourth newspaper report about the death of a teenager who had dead on the lot where the retirement home now stood when the flutter of wings pulled him from his thoughts but when he turned, what he found was not what he was hoping for.

"Gabriel!"

The archangel was barely standing; he was bent over, his head down and face hidden behind sandy brown hair falling forward. His left arm was sung over Castiel's shoulders for support while his right one hung loosely at his side.

"Help," it was a soft cry from the younger angel, as he was thrown off balance upon landing.

Sam jumped to Gabriel's other side, wrapping his arms around his waist, "What happened Cass?"

"Raphael," Castiel answered as they struggled to get Gabriel to one of the beds. They set him down carefully, Sam slowly lowering his head while Castiel got Gabriel's feet. "He planned an ambush for us, I'm afraid that we're losing more of our followers by the day."

"But what happened?" Sam asked pushing a loose bang from Gabriel's face as he kneeled by the bed side. Gabriel's face was covered in dirt but there were no signs of any kind of wounds that he could see.

"We received word from one of our sister saying that Balthazar wished to meet with us but it was only a trap. Gabriel took out most of Raphael's men but in…"

"Okay Sammy we got cheeseburgers and pie, which one…shit! Dude, what happened?"

Sam hadn't heard the key in the door before Dean entered; his brother throw the food on the table and raced across the room to Castiel's side. "Are you alright?" His green eyes checking over the angel for any injuries and it was then that Sam really looked at Castiel.

Castiel had dirt covering his face as well, his dark hair was a mess sticking out at random angles, his tie was coming undone and he had cuts all over his coat, some of them even had red around the edges from blood from wounds that had already healed. It was clear that Castiel had been just as bad as Gabriel but for some reason his wounds had healed where Gabriel's hadn't and Castiel had made sure to get Gabriel to safety.

"Thank you Castiel," Sam whispered.

Castiel nodded eyeing Sam, "He's my brother Sam." Sam knew that Castiel would say that but out of all of the angels, the relationship that he'd seen between Castiel, Gabriel, and now even Balthazar was the closest that he had ever seen to being anything like a brotherly bond, like what Dean and him had. "Beside I am fine," Castiel went on to say as Dean brushed some of the dirt from the angel's face, "but Gabriel…he shouldn't have been there to begin with."

"Come on Cass, you know how Gabriel does whatever he wants." Dean argued wrapping an arm around Castiel's waist pulling him closer as if he never wanted the angel to leave his side again.

Castiel tried pulling away though, "No Dean, I mean he shouldn't have been there in his condition."

"Condition?" Sam asked looking to his brother only getting a shrug for an answer. "What condition?" Sam's hand reached out taking Gabriel's but his eyes settled back on Castiel, who seemed to be at a lost.

"He told me that he had informed you of the matter." Sam shook his head as Castiel stared between Dean and Sam, "I think this is something Gabriel should be awake for."

"Hu ah Cass, you don't say something like that and then shut your mouth," Dean said before Sam could protest. "We can't help him if you keep stuff from us."

"Please Castiel," Sam begged.

The look in those blue eyes was a mixture between fear and confusing and it wasn't helping Sam's nerves at all. Castiel moved from Dean's side and took a seat on the other side of the bed glancing at Gabriel, "Gabriel is with child."

Sam leaned forward he could barely hear him, "What?"

Rising his head Castiel's blue eyes locked with Sam's hazel, "Gabriel is with child."

Sam didn't know what to say to that, his mouth hung open as his gaze fell to the archangel lying before him.

Dean grabbed Castiel's shoulders turning the angel towards him, "That's not funny Cass and now probably isn't the best time to be telling joke."

Castiel shook his head, "I am not joking Dean."

Sam's mind went blank as he looked over Gabriel, the voices from the other two disappearing into the background. His thoughts started to rewind over the past month or so, the mood swings, the food, the disappearing without a word, and the falling asleep. Gabriel had tried to tell him something the last time they saw each other and Sam had let him go without getting it out of him.

"Sam? Hello, Earth to Sammy." Sam blinked his mind coming back to the present while his eyes started focusing on his brother and Castiel; he hadn't even notice Castiel standing from the bed. "Come on Sam, you're not buying this are you?"

Sam's eyes danced between the three people in the room beside him, he wasn't sure if he did believe it or not but with everything that been going on he wasn't going to just brush it off. "It would explain the way Gabriel has been acting and with everything that have happened in our lives…" he stop there not sure where he was going with it. Dean sighed in frustration tossing his arms in the air moving to the sofa and dropping onto it. Sam turned back to Castiel who was watching Dean. "Is he alright?"

Castiel nodded bending over and running his hand over Gabriel's forehead, "I've healed all of his vessel's wounds but his Grace is still weak, right now all he need is rest."

Sam brushed his knuckle across the archangel's cheek; he could feel a slight layer of perspiration starting to cover his lover's skin. Sam moved to Gabriel's feet removing his shoes before pulling the blanket up to his crest, placing the angel's arms on top. He then moved to the table grabbing one of the chairs and bringing it back to the bed. Sam sat down taking one of Gabriel's hands in his, happy to just stay that way.

"There is not much you can do for him right now Sam, like I said, all he need is rest," Castiel said moving to the other chair by the table.

"Doesn't matter Cass," Dean answered for Sam, "Sammy isn't going anywhere, not as long as Gabriel is in that bed." Sam looked up to see that Dean had moved in front of Castiel, kneeling down both of his hands on the angel's knees. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine Dean."

Sam chuckled at the affection that his brother was showing, his older brother that use to never care for 'chick flick' moments was now starting one. His attention was pulled back to the bed as a moan left the archangel, Gabriel turning onto his side towards Sam. "Shh, it's okay Gabriel, I'm here." Sam rubbed his free hand up and down Gabriel's arm trying to calm him.

"Come on Cass, let's get you cleaned up." Dean took hold of Castiel's arm as the angel started to move to the bed. He picked up the food that was supposed to be their dinner and started for the door all but pulling Castiel with him. Stopping in the doorway he turned to Sam, "We'll be next door if you need anything and then in the morning you two are going to explain this whole thing to us human," he added towards Castiel.

Sam smiled as his brother left taking a confuse Castiel with him, the smile faded however when his eyes fell back to his lover on the bed. There were no longer any signs of pain visible on Gabriel's face but Sam could still hear faint moan and whimper coming from him.

Looking up at the nightstand clock he sighed realizing that it was still fairly early but Castiel had said that the best thing right now for Gabriel was rest and Sam was sure that Dean weren't let Castiel go until he check him over for any wounds that the angel wasn't telling them about, so talking to Castiel about this was out until the morning.

He slowly stood, locked the door and quickly went to change into a pair of sweat pants and a tank top. He got a wet rag and as gently as he could cleaned the dirt some Gabriel face, he wanted to removed the rest of Gabriel's clothes as well and check the rest of his body but he didn't want to disturb him. Sam put the rag back in the restroom and returned to the main room, after turning the lights off, he slowly climbed into bed behind Gabriel, careful not to shake it too much. He lied on his side facing the sleeping archangel's back, propping his head up with his hand as his eyes roamed over Gabriel's body stopping on his stomach.

Sam smiled; he still wasn't sure if he believes Castiel anymore than Dean did but he couldn't think of why Castiel would lie about something like that. He had been telling the truth to Dean though; so many things have happened to them in their lives that if this was true Sam didn't know what he would do. He had been happy enough in just finding Gabriel, someone to love and who loved him back that he never even thought about the fact that they may never have kids but once again the fact that Gabriel and Castiel weren't normal human have came back to the surface.

Sam wrapped his free arm around Gabriel pulling them closer together, rubbing his hand a few more times over Gabriel's arm before draping it over the archangel and letting his hand come to rest on Gabriel's lower abdomen as he got comfortable to keep watch over his sleeping angel throughout the night.