As Sam's thumb drags across his collarbone, there's a flash of silver. Gabriel chuckles softly. "I remember. I scared the hell out of you, and you," a wink at Jessica, "knocked me a good one." Which he probably had coming. But it was a fond memory all the same as he curls a little closer to Sam.

"Just hang on Sam. I can heal you but you have to want to stay with us," he pleads softly, his eyes flickering back to the still, dark shadow. "You have to stay Sam. Dean needs you. We need you."

"Don't go. Please, love. It's been so long since we've been together like this. Please. Let me bring you back."