A different sort of hunt

[low_key_angel]

Gabriel was used to being odd man out, the only Omega born to his small, powerful pack. But with two older brothers who were both Alphas, they were usually more concerned with their own power plays than Gabriel and his search for a mate.

Because heat when you were unmated? Sucked.

Michael would probably prefer to chain him up once a year and let him sweat it out, which is probably why he left home as his heat started to near.

If he was going to find a mate, it was going to be on his terms.

What he didn't expect was to catch a tantalizing scent at the local bookstore. Something that called up images of sunlight and pine trees and cool shade.

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[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam laughed, picking up the bag that Dean had dropped. "I'll just go ahead and take this through to the bedroom, all right?" Because the kitchen was safe enough, really. "And I promise, Dean, we'll be good until you head back home."

It probably wasn't even going to be difficult because Sam figured Gabriel could probably use a nap, too. Once he'd eaten, at least. And Sam was certainly more than willing to lay down for a while, too.

[low_key_angel]

"You better," he grumbled, letting his eyes drift closed. Sure, he was hungry, but after driving all night, sleep was winning out. He can eat after he gets up.

Gabriel finished up in the kitchen, making a trio of sandwiches and leaving one set aside for Dean. It was fairly mundane work, but it was calming. Easy. He could do it and not have to worry or think about much for a few minutes. He smiled at his mate, watching Sam tug a blanket over Dean.

A family. This is what a family was supposed to be like and he'd never been happier.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Sam snorted, making sure the blanket was settled over Dean and he was comfortable before making his way to the kitchen. He grabbed one of the sandwiches, leaving Gabriel to get his own before taking his mate's hand and leading him toward the bedroom.

The curtains were closed, leaving the bedroom in the barely brightening light of day. He kicked the door closed, making his way to the bed. "I figure if we're careful, we won't get too many crumbs on the covers, right?"