For one wildly impulsive moment, Gabriel considered going back, taking on Lucifer and ending this once and for all. Sure he might die in the process, but if he could save Sam, it would be worth it. Sam could hate him for it, but he’d at least be alive to do it.
He tore his gaze away from Sam and back to the road they were walking along. Better if Sam didn’t see how much the whole conversation, awkward as it was, hurt him. Because figuring things out meant that maybe they could have.. had something, salvaged something from the disaster at the hotel. He huffed out a breath, rolling his shoulders. Pull it together, damnit.
“Don’t look to make that jump Sam. Not yet. ‘s all I’m asking. Nothing else.” He pulled open the door to the little diner, walking straight back to one of the rear booths. Probably the best privacy that they could get given the location.
“You don’t feel the same. It’s okay. Don’t let that classic Winchester guilt take over,” the levity is faint and more than a little forced. “I’m a big boy.”
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Date: 2013-11-05 05:57 pm (UTC)He tore his gaze away from Sam and back to the road they were walking along. Better if Sam didn’t see how much the whole conversation, awkward as it was, hurt him. Because figuring things out meant that maybe they could have.. had something, salvaged something from the disaster at the hotel. He huffed out a breath, rolling his shoulders. Pull it together, damnit.
“Don’t look to make that jump Sam. Not yet. ‘s all I’m asking. Nothing else.” He pulled open the door to the little diner, walking straight back to one of the rear booths. Probably the best privacy that they could get given the location.
“You don’t feel the same. It’s okay. Don’t let that classic Winchester guilt take over,” the levity is faint and more than a little forced. “I’m a big boy.”