It's not enough to set anything off, but his body does respond to having his mate close, arching up into the soothing touch of Sam's hands.

"Zachariah, Michael, Raphael and Lucifer. I don't trust them. Neither should anyone in the pack. Cas and Anna stay out of it and Balthazar is in Italy somewhere. I think." He rested his cheek against Sam's chest, listening to the steady thrum of his heart.

"I'd trust the three of them with anything, up to and including any cubs we might have. My brothers on the other hand, I wouldn't trust them. Ever."

Slowly Gabriel rubs his cheek against his warm skin. "Thank you Sam. That means everything."