Sam Winchester (sogetthis) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2020-12-20 22:43:00 |
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Sam loved his son more than anything in the world and would do anything for him, but it had been about three years now since he had been able to take any time off. Between working construction and making actual, honest money and finding a suitable house, paying medical bills he still owed, buying food, a baby-safe car, baby everything, and raising his boy -the normal average stuff that the normal, average person that wasn't touched by a malicious writer God and was unbelievably lucky had to do- there was no time left to do anything else but sleep, and he barely did that at home. Even before he had retired from hunting there had been a lull between hunts most of the time, but the average Sam never had any free time. Not that Sam minded the hard work or any of it, he had the most wonderful son, and that little boy managed to fill every hole left in his life where all of his now-dead family and friends used to be. It was a lot for one kid, and a lot to expect from anyone, but somehow little Dean did it, somehow he was everything. He was the reason that Sam didn't step off of a skyscraper's roof, or take his brother's car and drive it off of a cliff. They were all each other had had for a long time. But coming here made things different, took some pressure off of them both. There was time, there was family, and it was nice to have a night off, some time to himself to have a little fun. At first, Jack had agreed to babysit. It had been fun to watch how careful and patient and how amazing he was with little DJ, and the little boy was getting attached to 'unca ack' too, but when Mary had stepped in and said she would take him, and Sam loved that idea. He loved that they would get some time alone together, and she could get to know him the way he had always impossibly wanted. Tonight was finally Sam's night though, a big night for him, and he probably dressed up more than he should in a brand new navy sportscoat and a sapphire button-down and some boots he had spent way too much on. Usually clean and neat was his thing when it came to clothes, but now he had something sorta dressy and an opportunity to wear it, so he was taking it, no matter how weirdly un_Sam the clothes made him feel. He was going to spend some time with his brother and their friend Cas. And Gabriel. He was never quite sure which column to put Gabriel in. Well no, he considered Gabriel a friend, even if the feeling wasn't entirely mutual or if Gabriel had thought that the Winchester's had believed he was just a means to an end, Sam thought of him as a friend. Someone he liked, someone who he was concerned about now that he got to see him alive again. He knew Gabriel was coming from a very bad spot in his existence, a really bad one, and there was nothing he could do to ease his mind or take it away. But he could try to make him feel valued and wanted and needed as something other than just cannon fodder for the world. Because he was. He was appreciated. And he had taught Sam a lesson a long time ago that took a decade to sink in, but had ultimately gotten him through the darkest time in his life. So yeah, maybe he wasn't entirely joking when he'd said he felt like they had a more profound bond to Dean earlier. And Sam just genuinely liked Gabriel. Now that they were here and together, with no actual danger in sight, he wanted to get to know him better. Personally. Become real friends, or at least try to. And maybe ease those nagging thoughts about Gabe that had been plaguing Sam since the archangel had arrived. But... maybe he wouldn't be good for a lot of those things tonight. Sam had gone and gotten himself tipsy on all the free drinks he'd had while they were out and it was only by the grace of gravity and pure luck that the room was spinning as much as it was and Sam was still walking upright and on his own. He didn't feel drunk, but everything seemed hilarious and if he squinted just so he could see completely straight and the dizziness dimmed a little. "You wanna hang out with me a little while longer? I never get nights out with adults, and I want to squeeze as much as I can out of this one." Sam looked at Gabe and offered him a crooked smile. "I'll show you the bar if you haven't seen it yet, or we can look for a pool. Or we can just creep around and be creepy together." |