"Taking care of you was my job," he whispered, head spinning. How could Sam think he did anything wrong? Dean was the one who screwed up. Royally.
He gave a watery laugh at the question and sat back a little, still not letting go. As long as Sam was going to let him cling, he was damn sure going to do it. "I'll tell you how you got here, but I don't think you'll believe me. Half the time, I'm not sure I believe it's real."
Gabe is hard to explain. Then again, an archangel boyfriend is still a hell of a lot easier to explain than how Dean survived before Gabe. God, he hasn't even thought of how he'll answer if Sam asks...
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Date: 2015-08-05 12:31 am (UTC)He gave a watery laugh at the question and sat back a little, still not letting go. As long as Sam was going to let him cling, he was damn sure going to do it. "I'll tell you how you got here, but I don't think you'll believe me. Half the time, I'm not sure I believe it's real."
Gabe is hard to explain. Then again, an archangel boyfriend is still a hell of a lot easier to explain than how Dean survived before Gabe. God, he hasn't even thought of how he'll answer if Sam asks...