50 First Dates - Date 5
Title: Date 5
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Sam/Gabriel
Rating: PG - 13
Word Count: 715
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Beta: None
Spoilers: none
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for 50 first dates - Flying.
Date 5
Sam’s not a bad brother really. He’s not, he swears.
But flying with Dean is enough to drive anyone to drink and okay, so slipping him something to knock him out was cold hearted but it makes the next leg of their trip semi bearable for Sam who’s already suffered through eight hours of flying to get to this stupid wedding.
Why the hell did they tell Jo they would come? She live across an ocean for fucks sake and watching Dean hug his seat cushion like a floatation device is not nearly as funny as it sounds.
His brother is such a pussy.
“So,” the guy sitting next to him comments. “Did he get drunk on the layover or did you drug him?”
“What are you talking about?” Sam hedges as he leans away. The guy’s smaller than he is but really at this point who isn’t? He’s got greenish, maybe goldish eyes and amber hair. For a little thing he seems to eek out confidence. Sam’s a little jealous of that actually.
“I was on the last flight with you two,” he answers. “Three rows back on the other side of the isle. Your brother was hyperventilating and swearing he wasn’t even going to get on this plane. Now he’s sleeping like a baby. So either you took him out and got him trashed or you dosed him with something to make him sleep like a baby. I’m not judging you; it’s a solid plan. I’m just curious. My name’s Gabriel by the way.”
“Sam,” he answers. “I drugged him.” He has no idea why he’s telling this guy the truth.
“Awesome,” Gabriel chuckles. “I wish I could do that to my brother sometimes but frankly he’s so laid back I’m afraid it would kill him.”
Sam grins. He can’t seem to help himself.
“Long flight,” Gabriel comments. “You got plans or something to work on?”
“No,” Sam answers with a shake of his head. He figured he would have to spend the whole time talking Dean down from the ledge. When he packed the sedatives he hadn’t actually thought he would use them. “I’m open.”
“Good,” Gabriel smiles.
They spend the next six hours getting to know each other better. Maybe it’s something about the anonymity of the fact that they are probably never going to see each other again or that Sam finds out during their conversations that he actually really like this Gabriel guy.
But when the plane’s landing and Sam is hauling his still knocked out brother down the isle he sure doesn’t turn down Gabriel’s offer to help him through customs.
The fact that it means a little bit more time with the smaller man has nothing to do with it really.
Sam finally gets Dean settled onto a bench once they get things finished and when he turns around Gabriel’s gone.
Sam certainly does NOT spend the next week obsessing over a guy that he’s never going to see again.
Not even for even a second.
The flight home is looking to be just as nasty and Sam’s already in a perma-foul mood due to his obsession with the one that got away. Dean being awake and bitching doesn’t help either.
“You don’t want to sit here,” a voice says to the woman in the seat next to Sam. “These guys are a mess. Here, I’ll trade you. You can take my seat in first class and I’ll suffer through the flight with Thumper and Bambi.”
The woman almost knocks Gabriel down when she gets out of the seat. He winks at Sam as he plops down next to him and puts his seat belt on.
“Who the fuck are you?” Dean asks.
“Your brother’s boyfriend,” Gabriel answers while Sam’s mouth falls open. “We met while you were sleeping.” Then he turns to Sam and smiles. “I missed you. Good thing your name and address are on your luggage. My brother works for the airline.”
Sam holds his hand most of the flight home.