I see no reason to hide who I am. I don’t send hate or do anything offensive and if someone has a problem with me and wants to send me hate? I want them to come to me themselves and not as a coward anon
Cas sucked in a deep breath, blindsided momentarily by the realisation of what Dean intended to do. Michael was smirking knowingly now, Dean was standing bravely, a look of steel on his face.
“Dean…”
“We would have a chance,” Michael finally answers Dean’s question.
“Dean!” Cas took a step towards his hunter.
“We have no other choice Cas, Lucifer has Sam and Jack,”
Cas meet Dean’s worried, green eyes. He loved those eyes, they reminded him f life itself, and it hurt him to see even more pain in them.
Dean swallowed thickly, “I’m sorry Cas, we have no other choice.”
Michael was watching their exchange with interest, but Castiel didn’t care because at that moment dozens of unsaid words flowed between the hunter and the angel as their eyes stayed locked.
He looked out across the ocean, tears in his eyes as he think about how Sam was somewhere out there, silent and still as the ocean moves on around him.
Footsteps sound on the wooden jetty behind him, but he pays them no heed as he mourns the younger Winchester.
“Gabriel?”
Gabriel froze, that voice was painfully familiar.
“Gabe?”
Gabriel spun around, and sure enough Sam Winchester stood there, outlined by the sunshine as he smiled at the crying man.
“Sa-Sammy?” Gabriel stumbled to his feet, eyes wide with disbelief,
“Hey,” Sam smiled sadly as Gabriel made a choking noise.
Then Gabe had his arms around the taller man, not caring if anyone could see them, all he cared about was Sam. He pulls back and stares into Sam’s eyes, then he closes the distance between them, pressing his lips against Sam’s. The kiss was passionate, and Gabriel could taste their tears.
When they finally broke apart, breathing heavily, Gabe had only one question at that moment.
“How?”
Sam smiles slightly, resting his forehead against Gabe’s. “Turns out there was another lifeboat that got launched minutes before the ship sunk, we barely got out and the rescue boats almost missed us.”
“Why didn’t you come back sooner?”
“I was sick, really sick, because our raft had a puncture and sunk right before we were rescued, I was in hospital for ages and when I got out I had to try and get enough some money together to get back to England.”
Gabriel buried his face into Sam neck and cried in relief as the sun shone cheerfully on them.
He was ready to take on the problems that might come with their secret relationship because he had Sammy back and that was all that mattere
“SAMMY,” Gabe clung to the side of the lifeboat, tears falling freely as he screamed himself hoarse.
Then, with a last, deafening crack, the RMS Titanic sank into the icy depths. Gabe just watched, crying as everyone still on board went down with it, including Sam.
He wasn’t even aware of the fact that he was screaming Sam’s name until Balthazar was pulling him close, trying to comfort his hysterical little brother.
They were picked up by rescue boats after what felt like hours of floating on the cold sea. The little girl Sam had sacrificed himself for had sobbed herself into an exhausted sleep, curled up against Gabriel’s side.
Gabe himself had spent the time staring out into the sea, not saying a single word, even when they were picked up he stayed quiet. Shocked.
They reached land, and that’s when they were told the news.
The nearby ships had received a distress call from the titanic not long before midnight, and had sent help as soon as they could. Gabriel learnt that the ship had sunk at 2:20 am, Sam had died at 2:20. He wondered how horrible it must have been, how scared and alone Sam would have been and his tears started again.
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Gabriel stood nervously outside a small house on the outskirts of London, in his hand was a small box full of Sam’s possession’s he had managed to save when Sam left his jacket with him.
Licking his lips as he tried to ignore the pain in his chest, Gabriel walked up to the front door and knocked. The door opened to reveal a worried looking man with tired green eyes.
“Who are you?” Dean Winchester asked, but from the look in his eyes as the spotted the box, it was obvious he had some idea.
Gabriel fought back another wave of tears. “I’m, I am Gabriel Novak, I was a… fr-friend of Sammy’s on the Titanic.” Gabriel broke off, clearing his throat painfully.
Dean was shaking his head. “He promised…”
Gabriel almost started crying again just at the sound of how broken Sam’s older brother sounded.
“I’m sorry Mr Win-Winchester, believe me, I would give anything to have Sammy back.”
“How?” Dean asked, opening the door wider to let the grief stricken Gabe in.
“He gave up his spot to save a little girl,” Gabriel whispered.
“That’s Sa-Sammy alright…. Putting the innocent before himself.”
Gabriel nods, silently handing the box to Dean.
They sit on the couch, and Dean shakily opened the box. Inside was a letter Sam had been in the middle of writing to Dean, for when they reached New York. There was also the flask Dean had given him for his 20TH birthday. There had been one last thing, something Gabriel had been given by the worker who had made it onto the next lifeboat to get out, which had also been the last. Apparently Sam had failed to get on that as well.
It had been a hastily scribbled note to Gabriel, apologising for leaving him and speaking of the future they could have had. It had been signed, love Samoose, which had set Gabriel off again. This note stayed in the inside pocket of his jacket.
“Sammy,” Dean looked so broken.
Gabriel felt the tears breaking free and stood up abruptly. “I’m so sorry,” was all he could choke out before he was gone, running out of the house and down the street.
Always running from his pain.
It was a sunny day, nine months later and Gabriel was sitting on the jetty near his house with pain in his chest as he thought about Sam. The note was in his hand and a bottle of whiskey by his side.
He looked out across the ocean, tears in his eyes as he think about how Sam was somewhere out there, silent and still as the ocean moves on around him.
It had only taken 48 hours and he had fallen for Sam Winchester, and Gabriel swore he would never let Sam be forgotten.
And so, those who had remained on the RMS Titanic lay at rest on the bottom of that ocean floor, never forgotten by their loved ones. And Gabriel would never forget Samuel Winchester.
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I’m finally on ao3!! I’m posting as often as possible at the moment, but am very busy in my new barista job so I’ll prob only update my fic once a week :D
I’m writing a Sabriel titanic fic, a long one based off the one shot I did, but a few things will be different so I hope some of you Sabriel shippers get a chance to check it out <3
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