There wasn't an immediate reply to the text, but it had been sent. A slow start to maybe being able to speak to his brother again. Gabriel pocketed the phone and slid out of Sam's arm long enough to snap off the lamp. "Sure he will. Because if he doesn't, I'm gonna sit on his chest and sing Lady Gaga."
The crack is enough to break up the last of the tension in Dean's shoulders and he huffed out a laugh. "You're a dick, Gabriel."
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Date: 2014-01-05 03:52 am (UTC)The crack is enough to break up the last of the tension in Dean's shoulders and he huffed out a laugh. "You're a dick, Gabriel."