Lawful Lovers

Gabriel: Gabriel jumped at the sound of his name, his ears hearing the voice of not Sam but Deidriel, his former lover. Had he hit his head that badly that he was hearing things now? He went towards the voice and caught a stuttering breath when he saw his love standing where it was actually Sam. "Drel?" he sighed out, walking slowly towards him. "You... you're alive?"

Sam: "Gabriel....are you..okay...?" Sam looked at the man, head cocked in confusion. He had no idea who this Del person was or why Gabriel was even surprised he was alive.

Gabriel: Gabriel swallowed and blinked a few times, still seeing his murdered lover in front of him after trying to focus. "Del! You have no idea how much I've missed you! How are you even--" he ran into Sam, gripping him around the waist to hold him tight, his eyes watering as if he were a sobbing child.

Sam: Sam awkwardly patted Gabriel on the back, not sure what else to do. "...Hey, it's okay. It'll be okay..."

Gabriel: Gabriel felt himself hiccup, still crying into Sam's shirt as he felt the taller man pat his back. "I l-love you so much. Don't l-leave me again. Please..." he half begged though in the back of his mind, he knew Deidriel was long gone and he was never coming back. God wouldn't allow it.

Sam: Sam had gone form awkwardly patting Gabriel's back to awkwardly hugging the crying man. "Umm...Gabriel..I'm not Del.." Whatever was going on Sam couldn't allow this to continue, to let Gabriel keep thinking he was someone he wasn't. It wouldn't be fair to him.

Gabriel: Gabriel froze, hearing a different voice from his lover's. "W-what..." he backed away slightly to look up at Sam with watery eyes. "I... oh God... I'm so sorry..." he stumbled backwards and fell flat on his butt.

Sam: "Hey, whoa! Easy there." Sam made to help Gabriel up, ignoring the slight throb from his wrapped hands as he did so. "Are you okay?"

Gabriel: "I'm... I'm fine... I'm sorry... I didn't see you... It was someone else... I'm so sorry, Sam." he looked down, catching a glimpse of Sam's injured hand as he did. "You're hurt."

Sam: "It's okay. Really." Same gave a reassuring smile, careful of his split lip. He then glances down a this hands. "Oh, these? I've had worse.."

Gabriel: "From... from what?" he asked, his memory coming back to him as he realized he was in the company of a hunter. "You've hunted your whole life?"

Sam: "From a Wendigo. Got me real good too." Sam answered. "I was raised a hunter so didn't have much choice in the matter." Walking into the kitchen, he reached into one of the cupboards, grabbed a glass and filled it with water from the sink.

Gabriel: Gabriel trailed after Sam, bringing his hand up to wipe stray tears from his cheeks before taking a deep breath. "W-what else have you hunted?" he asked Sam carefully.

Sam: Sam offered the glass of water to Gabriel. "I mostly did the research but I have hunted spirits, demons, werewolves, witches, wendigos and now vampires."

Gabriel: Gabriel took the water and sipped from it slowly as he nodded. Not a mention of angels in there anywhere. "So... nothing divine?" he asked with caution, backing up a little.

Sam: "Mmm, nope. Not that I can recall anyway." Sam snagged himself a glass of water, lent back against the counter, and took a sip. "How did you know those guys were vamps? You seemed to know without seeing their teeth."

Gabriel: "I... I sensed it." he looked down, hoping he wouldn't get into a fight or flight situation with the pup. "It's kinda my thing to know what's near, to help people. Deliver messages to people."

Sam: Sam nodded once. There went Sam's idea of Gabriel being like him. Instead he had to be something of the supernatural variety. But what, was the question. "So, what are you?"

Gabriel: "I uhm... I'm an... an angel." he swallowed yet another boulder, his stomach sinking to his toes as he studied Sam for his reaction. Would he have to run or would Sam be okay with this? He'd find out soon enough.

Sam: "An angel?" This guy had to be off his rocker for sure. "That can't be right. You sure you didn't hit your head when you passed out?" Sure Sam believed angel existed but they sure as Hell didn't dress up and play human. Otherwise they would have been there when he and his brother were growing up.

Gabriel: "I'm the real thing. An angel of the lord. God's messenger." he sighed, knowing full well he'd have to provide proof if he wanted the hunter to believe him at all. "Do you want to... see my wings?"

Sam: "Sure. Why not." Sam sat his glass on the counter and crossed his arms, watching Gabriel intently. This should be fun. He wondered what kind of ticks the man used to show off his ​wings​.

Gabriel: Gabriel sighed, noting the disbelief in Sam's voice as he hunched over just a bit and let six huge fluffy wings spread from his back, his body trembled a bit though due to his wings being stuffed away for so long.

Sam: "That's a neat trick. How'd you do it?" Sam had to give the guy credit. The wings looked real and they were huge. There were no wires to be found either.

Gabriel: "It's not a trick. They're real." he sighed, his wings fluffing in defense of him pretty much being called a liar. He looked back at his wings, noting how disheveled they appeared due to the lack of grooming. He should really talk to Micheal about helping him with that.

Sam: "Ummm yea, okay. Whatever helps you sleep at night." Sam snorted, his arms falling to his sides as he walks back out to the living room to tidy up before Jessica came home.

Gabriel: Gabriel pouted a little before moving towards the hunter and grabbing his hand, teleporting them both into their office, his wings no longer visible. "It would do you good to not believe me to be a liar, Sam."

Sam: "What the?!??!" Sam stumbled a bit, his equilibrium off. "What was that?!?! Sam nearly squawked, glaring disbelievingly at the angel.

Gabriel: Gabriel's eyes darted to the door, sighing in drastic relief when he realized the office door was closed and they had their privacy. "Sam, I told you... I'm an angel of the lord. Why would I lie about that. You saw what I did in the diner, you saw my wings. Do you still not trust my word even with the proof I've provided?"

Sam: Sam didn't say anything, even looked away from Gabriel. It wasn't that he didn't believe him. It was more like he didn't want to believe him. If he didn't believe Gabriel than just maybe he could pretend God and the angels were too busy with things up in Heaven to help Sam and his family when he was growing up.

Gabriel: "Sam?" Gabriel spoke with caution, seeing the pup's heart breaking by just looking at him. "Sam... should I... should I go?" he asked, moving towards the door.

Sam: "No. You're fine." Sam squeezed his eyes shut and pulled himself together. He had to work with the guy so needing to get along with him to some degree was kind of inevitable.

Gabriel: "I..." he began but just sighed and nodded, opting to sit down in his chair instead of walking out the door. "I'm sorry you had to find out like this."

Sam: Sam heaved a sigh and flopped down into his own chair. "I've actually found out things in a whole lot worse ways than this." he shrugged, picking at a loose thread on his pants leg

Gabriel: "I'm still sorry..." he sighed again, standing up and going to Sam, kneeling in front of him to smile at him kindly. "Sam... You know what I am now. If you need anything, you can ask. Anything at all, okay?"

Sam: Sam nodded. "How...how long have you been on earth for?" he was somewhat afraid to hear the answer but his curiosity got the best of him. He just had to know.

Gabriel: "Well... I've been here since the beginning. Since fath-- since God made the first fish." he tilted his head and rubbed a hand up and down Sam's arm in an attempt to comfort him. He knew this wasn't easy for him to hear.

Sam: "Can...can God actually hear when people pray to him?" Sam had prayed countless times growing up. Each time it seemed as if God wasn't listening.

Gabriel: "God hears everything and he answers in odd ways. He makes you stronger in ways to help you handle your struggles and move past them." he nodded, knowing full well this is how an angel was supposed to answer even if he didn't agree with it fully.

Sam: Sam snaps his mouth shut and tightens his jaw, leg bouncing in agitation. Just great. God had ignored him in his family's times of need.

Gabriel: "W-what's wrong?" he asked, feeling a bit flustered at Sam's reaction. "Did I say something wrong?" he sat back on the heel of his feet, staring up at Sam with a worried expression, not knowing what he had done.

Sam: Sam looked down at Gabriel, hazel eyes swirling with mixed emotions. "Can we go somewhere private to talk? Somewhere that isn't my apartment....my girlfriend will be home soon."

Gabriel: Gabriel nodded, taking both of Sam's hands into his own and teleported the two of them to his own home, his dog there to greet them with a tilted head before jumping at Sam happily. "Reeses, down. Be good. Sam is our guest. Lay down." he pointed to the doggy bed before looking up at the taller man. "Come to the living area. We can relax more in there. I can get us a drink too if you'd like."

Sam: "Water is fine. Thanks." Sam walked into the living room, taking in everything about the home on his route to the couch. Shortly after he plopped onto the couch Reeses hops up, curling up beside Sam and resting his chin on his leg. Sam happily scratches behind the dog's ears.

Gabriel: Gabriel snapped his fingers, two glasses of water appearing in the table in front of them. "Anything to eat?" he asked softly, wondering if he was going to get the whole fifty questions from the hunter about heaven and hell and angels and demons. He wasn't sure he would be able to stand being used as an encyclopedia.

Sam: "Nah. I'm good, Thank you though." Sam would eat after he got home. He was certain Jessica would have something made for dinner by the time he returned. "...Why would God allow a father to leave his kids to fend for themselves more often than not..?" he voiced unexpectedly, continuing to pet Reeses.

Gabriel: Gabriel took a sip of his water and sighed, shaking his head. "To tell you the honest truth, God has been more or less absent for a long time. War sort of broke out upstairs and he just... left. But if it were me answering your prayers, I wouldn't have let that happen. I would have made him stay, pup. You deserved so much better."

Sam: "...When I was 9 I told my dad I was scared of the thing in my closet. Wanna know what he did?" Sam stated, pausing a short beat before talking again. "He gave me a .45."

Gabriel: "Maybe that's the only way he knew how to protect you. Some men... they aren't cut out to be fathers. They get... distracted and go back to a primitive instinct on how to protect, not nurture. But I'm still so sorry, Sam. Even if that is the case, you didn't need to live like that. Not at such a young age." Gabriel scooted himself closer to the pup, rubbing his hand up and down Sam's spine for comfort. If there was one thing he was good at, it was comforting people in times of a crisis. He prided himself on it.

Sam: "You're an angel, can't you make it so I can't remember that I even have a dad?" Sam questioned. He didn't want any harm to be done to his father, just to forget he had one.

Gabriel: "I... I could. But it'll be as if you never knew him. Like you grew up with just your brother." he explained, raising a brow. He wasn't sure Sam knew what he was trying to get himself into.

Sam: "I pretty much did. My brother basically raised me since our father was always on a hunt." Sam was determined to have as normal of a life as possible. He was also tired of always feeling anger and resentment towards the older Winchester.

Gabriel: "I... are you sure this is what you want, Sam?" he asked, his hand stopping at the small of the hunter's back, his other hand raising to his temple where he pressed two fingers gently. "I can reverse it at anytime but you wont even know to ask me to reverse it."

Sam: "Yea...I am." Sam nodded, hopeful the angel would actually erase his memory of his father. Heck, as far as Sam knew he'd never see John Winchester again, so it wouldn't really matter if he didn't remember the man.

Gabriel: "Alright..." he nodded, a flash filling the room as the memories of ever being in contact with his father was erased from his memory. He felt as if this was going to come back and bite him on the ass later though.

Sam: "So uh, nice place you got." Sam said soon as the flash of light vanished, no trace of his father in his memory. His mood had lifted tremendously. All the anger and resentment he'd harbored, gone.

Gabriel: "Thanks, pup. Want a tour?" he asked, putting off a smile for the young hunter. He stood up and headed for the stairs, wanting to show off the dog's bedroom first.

Sam: "Sure!" Sam eagerly followed after Gabriel, Reeses jumping off the couch to trail after them. It was his room dammit. He should be the one to show it off, not his angel.

Gabriel: Gabriel chuckled when he heard Reeses pattering after them. "I think he wants to show you his room. It's a very nice room." he smiles and opens the door to the dog's room, revealing a sort of dog wonderland.

Sam: "Oh wow! This is a really cool room." Sam coos at Reeses, crouching down to pet the dog. "You are one lucky dog."

Gabriel: "Oh he knows. He's very proud of it." Gabriel chuckles and shakes his head when Reeses rolls over and exposes his belly to Sam, wanting his tummy rubbed. "He's so demanding with his pets."

Sam: "Is that right?" He continues to coo at the wiggly pup, giving him belly rubs. "Well you can get all the belly rubs and pets you want from me."

Gabriel: "Better watch out, he's gonna hold you to that even while you're eating." Gabriel warned, leaning against the wall as he happily watch the hunter tickle the dog's belly. "Speaking of, would you like something to eat. Not meaning to brag but I'm quite the cook."

Sam: "I'll make sure to remember that." Sam chuckled, slowly standing back up. "Umm, sure. I just need to let my girlfriend know so she doesn't worry about me." He knew Jessica would worry if he didn't at least let her know he wouldn't be home anytime soon.

Gabriel: "Not a problem. You okay with shrimp salads and tortilla chips with salsa? I make the salsa from scratch." he smiled, walking towards the door so he could head down to the kitchen. He was going to make a meal even angelic powers couldn't erase from Sam's memory.

Sam: "That will be fine." Sam smiled, pulling his phone from his pocket and dialing Jessica's number. "Hey Jess, I'm going to be home a bit later. Yea, okay. I'll see you when I get home. Love you too." After hanging up, Sam shoved his phone back into his pocket and went in search of Gabriel.

Gabriel: Gabriel had began frying the shrimp already, the salads pretty much done. He had all the ingredients out for the salsa but he was busy feeding his dog some of the corn chips and chuckling as he licked the salt from them instead of just eating them.

Sam: Sam smirked at the sight of Reeses licking at the chips upon entering the kitchen. He had always wanted a dog of his own. Closest he got to that was his Uncle Bobby's dog, Rumsfeld. "What smells so good?" He asked, making himself known.

Gabriel: "That would be the shrimp." Gabriel smirked, getting to his feet and pointing to the sizzling fish on the stove top. "I'm making the salsa over here if you'd like to help." he walked to the counter that had what he needed for the salsa and began chopping at a pepper, tossing it in a blender once the chunks were a decent size.

Sam: "I'm not the best cook but I could help with something easy if you want." Sam offered, walking over to the stove and taking a bigger whiff of the frying shrimp. "Anything specific you want me to do?"

Gabriel: "Would you care to dice up some tomatoes?" he asked, chopping another pepper up for the blender as Reeses was curling around his feet, making him immobile.

Sam: "Sure." Sam grabbed a tomato, knife and cutting board that were already on the counter and began cutting up the red produce. He was mindful of his bandaged hands. "So is Micheal an angel too?"

Gabriel: Gabriel picked up a piece of tomato and popped it in his mouth before choking a bit on it, grabbing his throat and stumbling back when he heard Sam's question. Shit... Had he just exposed his entire family as deities?

Sam: "Oh my God!" Sam rushed over to Gabriel's aid as soon as he heard the angel choking. "Are you okay?" Who would of thought angels could choke. Then again, he was using a human vessel.

Gabriel: The piece of tomato fell out of his mouth and he gasped for air as he heard Reeses whimpering, likely worried about what was happening. He rubbed his chest with one hand and reached out to grab Sam's arm to steady himself. "W-water..."

Sam: Sam nodded and immediately dashed to find a glass and filled it with water. He then went back to Gabriel's side and held it out to the man. "Here you go."

Gabriel: Gabriel grabbed the glass of water and chugged it, gasping after the glass was empty. "Oh god. Thank you." he said in relief as he put the glass down on the counter. "That has never in my thousands of years in this universe happened to me." he coughed again and shook his head. "W-what were you saying before I almost killed myself with a tomato?"

Sam: "Well you are using a human as your vessel..." Sam pointed out, snorting. He wasn't sure now if he should mention his question. Not after how Gabriel had choked on a piece of tomato. "It was nothing..."

Gabriel: "Are you sure?" he asked, taking the glass in hand and filling it up with water from the sink before taking a long drink from it and letting out a loud belch.

Sam: "Yea, I'm sure." Soon as he knew Gabriel was going to be okay Sam went back to his task of cutting up tomatoes.

Gabriel: Gabriel sighed and sat the empty glass in the sink before going back to his own task. He hadn't forgotten the question, he just didn't know if he should answer it. "So, tell me what it was like growing up as a big bad hunter."

Sam: "Well, after my mom died my father dropped me and my brother off at our Uncle Bobby's. Haven't seen or heard from him since. Our uncle was into the hunting lifestyle and trained us but he never made it the sole focus of our lives. He made sure we were able to be kids growing up. My brother took to hunting easily. Myself, I preferred a life outside of hunting." Sam explained easily enough. Proof that Gabriel's powers had for sure worked.

Gabriel: Gabriel nodded, taking in the lie that Sam's mind created due to his memory being erased and he couldn't help but feel a bit sad for the hunter. "I think it's good that you were able to be a kid though."

Sam: "Yea, my uncle just wanted us to be able to protect ourselves if we ever needed it." Sam cut up the last of the tomatoes and set the knife down. "What about you....what's it like being an angel?"

Gabriel: "It's actually kind of tiring. A lot of arguments. War is breaking out upstairs and not a lot of angels are wiling to stick around to see the outcome." he popped the tomatoes that Sam finished cutting into the blender, added some chili powder and some spicy sriracha sauce before beginning to blend it.

Sam: "War? What happened to cause a war in Heaven?" Sam was honestly curious. He'd read the bible numerous times and knew of things that happened way back when. But what would cause a war of any sort up above these days, Sam had no clue.

Gabriel: "Well, God left and that put us at a decision of who was to be in charge. A lot of people want Mi-- my older brother to be in charge but there's a lot who don't as well." he stopped the blender and poured the salsa into a bowl before moving to the shrimp, moving them around the pan a bit.

Sam: Sam nodded in understanding as he watched Gabriel move around the kitchen. "I am assuming war is how you guys decide things...?"

Gabriel: "Usually anymore. It used to be simple. We'd obey father. But now..." he shakes his head and sighs once more, turning the shrimp over in the pan. "The angels act like there's no other way but war."

Sam: "I'm sorry. That has to be hard. No wonder you are down here on earth." Sam, for reasons he couldn't understand, sympathized with the older man.

Gabriel: "Yeah. Got my orders and took off as fast as I could. Angels have jobs to do even if they've been abandoned by God." he puts the fork down on the counter and grabbed the pepper, sprinkling some on the fish.

Sam: "...What kind of orders did you get?" For all Sam knew Gabriel could have been ordered to kill someone. Sam moved the knife and cutting board he'd used to the sink, needing something to do.

Gabriel: "I uh... I can't really tell anyone at this point." he told Sam, moving the shrimp around in the pan a bit more before dumping it on top of two bowls of salad he had prepared already. "Caesar dressing or ranch?"

Sam: "Caesar please." Sam grabbed the bowl of salsa along with some silverware and started setting the table. "Do you like being on Earth?"

Gabriel: "I like it better than going back up to the civil war in heaven. It's like a breath of fresh air being here." he sighed, pulling open the fridge door and grabbing his bottle of home made salad dressing before placing it along side the salsa then going for the salads and placing them on the table as well.

Sam: "Sounds like it." Sam didn't bother mentioning that wars pretty much happened wherever you went these days. He instead refilled their glasses with ice and water, meeting Gabriel back at the table.

Gabriel: Gabriel nodded and pulled a chair out for Sam, awaiting the hunter to seat himself before sitting down himself, starting off with a sip of water. "I do hope you like the food. Clearly I spent all day slaving over it." he teased, chuckling.

Sam: "It looks and smells wonderful actually." Sam smiled as he sat in the chair and scooted himself closer to the table. "I bet it tastes as good as it looks too."

Gabriel: "It better. It's a secret blend I use on my shrimp." he smirks, picking up his fork and poking it into the crunchy lettice and shrimp of his salad, bringing it to his mouth and humming in delight.

Sam: Well crap! So much for Gabriel not finding out. He had just been setting his backpack under his desk when Gabriel's words startle him. "Yeah, look, about that...there was this major traffic accident about a block from here. I swear I am rarely ever late and I usually try to call if I know that I am going to be but I didn't even have your number..." Sam explains in one huge rush, worried and unsure of how Gabriel was going to react to him being late.

Gabriel: Gabriel just snorted and shook his head, making his way to his chair to sit down slowly. "You worry too much. I'm just yanking your chain. Late isn't an issue. Not showing up is an issue. Let me have your phone." he held his hand out.

Sam: Having not sat down yet, Sam pulls his phone from his pants pocket while walking over to Gabriel then plops it into the older man's outstretched hand. "I have my reasons for worrying too much."

Gabriel: "I can only imagine." he chuckled as he took the phone, inputting his own number into Sam's phone book. "If you'll be late, text or call me. I'm available at all times."

Sam: "All times?" Sam stared at Gabriel, brows arched in amusement. "Do you like never sleep or something?" He snorts as he snags his phone back and walks back to his desk to flop into his seat.

Gabriel: "Rarely. I stay up most of the night to watch movies with my dog. He get's scared when I sleep." he smiles, thinking of his terrier he has to leave alone at home during the day now that he had a job.

Sam: Sam nods his head once in lieu of a reply. "So, what do you need me to start on this morning?" If Gabriel was telling the truth then Sam would be doing much more than getting him coffee and his lunch today. He was eager to start actually doing some actual work.

Gabriel: "Well, you could make some calls to clients. Let them know I'll be representing them on their cases. I also need appointments set up for them each to come in so I can review their files with them and have them sign some release forms." he leaned back in his chair and pulled his phone out, texting his brother a big thank you for setting him up with such a nice little helper.

Sam: "Alright. Can I get those files from yesterday then, please? I can take what information I need from them and give them back when I am done." Sam already had a plan forming in his head on how to stay organized. Sure he'd do things the way he was supposed to but there were a few other things he wanted to do that he knew would help him be better organized.

Gabriel: "Not a problem." he held the stack of files out for Sam, the divorce right on top. "I want to see the Shirley’s in my office no later than next Friday. Their case seems to be pretty juicy and I love me some drama."

Sam: Sam snorts as he takes the files from Gabriel. "I'll see what I can do." He instantly opens the top file and scans for the phone number to which he can call. Mr. Shirley luckily answers and an appointment is made for the following Monday at 3 in the afternoon. He tells Gabriel the information then proceeds to call everyone else.

Gabriel: "Oh good." Gabriel smiles and runs a hand through his hair before picking his cell phone up. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to call Reeses." he proceeded to call his dog's pet caller he had installed, making little baby noises at him while he pressed to feed him a treat.

Sam: Reeses? Okay then. Gabriel was one strange fellow. Sam quickly went back to his task at hand though. By the time Gabriel got off his phone Sam will have set up appointments with most of the clients, only having to leave a message for a couple of them.

Gabriel: Gabriel waved at his dog and blew him a kiss before turning off the camera and putting his cell phone in his pocket then looking to Sam. "Appointments all set?" he asked, standing up and moving over to Sam's desk, smiling at him.

Sam: "For the most part they are. Just waiting on a couple people to call me back is all." Sam glanced up at Gabriel briefly before looking back at his computer. He wanted to log in all the appointment information into the computer system, get it out of the way. At some point Sam wanted to get one of those big desktop calendars to also help keep track of appointments and any other important meetings.

Gabriel: "So, what are you doing for lunch today, pup?" he asked, not wanting to lose the conversation. He had to appeal to the kid, not bore him to death with awkward silence and video calls to his dog.

Sam: "I brought my lunch, was going to just eat it here..." Sam planned to eat at his desk and get more work done, something he was used to doing growing up.

Gabriel: "Oh..." he frowned a little, the tone of his voice dropping a bit as he felt disappointment rush through his belly. He was actually looking forward to spending lunch with Sam at a diner today. "That's fine too." he nodded, faking a smile as he walked towards the door to fetch himself a coffee and maybe a snickers bar.

Sam: Sam watches Gabriel leave but then quickly gets back to work, not thinking too much about the man's reaction. It's not like he had any money to go out to lunch frequently. He refused to reduce himself to his family's ways of making money and felt bad enough he wasn't able to help Jessica pay for food or rent. Between interning here at the firm and going to college there wasn't much time to have an actual paying job. Thankfully he had earned a full ride to Stanford.

Gabriel: Gabriel went outside and straight to the gazebo for the firm, looking around for little bugs he could use to sabotage Sam's lunch. Once he had a decent amount, he stuffed the jar with the crawlers into his jacket and headed back in, going right to his office. "Sam, be a good pup and fetch me a pack of skittles from the vending machine in the waiting area on the second floor." he asked, trying to be as secretive as he could be.

Sam: "You have the money for that? Because I sure don't." Sam stops what he's doing and looks at Gabriel expectantly. He couldn't believe the man, that he was actually asking him to basically be his slave. Not like he could do anything about it though, having asked to intern for someone else once already. There was no way Sam was going to ask Micheal for anything so soon. He'd just have to deal with it.

Gabriel: "Oh yeah. Here's three bucks, get yourself a soda too, pup." he smirks, wiggling in his seat to finagle his wallet out, holding three bills to Sam. "And stop in to Ana's office and ask if she has a spare stapler, please."

Sam: Standing up, Sam walks over to Gabriel's desk and takes the offered money then shoves it in his pocket. "Anything else?" Come Hell or high water Sam was going to make sure he would have as minimal trips for anything as possible.

Gabriel: "Nope. That's all, kiddo." he smirks again, feeling the jar of creepy crawlers sliding a bit. Sam needed to go before the jar fell. "Now hurry along. Tummy wants skittles." he shoo'd him along with a wave of his hand.

Sam: The second floor, seriously?!?! And for a bag of Skittles no less. Sam took the elevator all the way down to the second floor, grabbing two bags since they were $1.50 each and skipping the soda for himself. He could live without the sugary caffeine. Water was always a cheap and healthy drink anyway.

Gabriel: Gabriel was quick to rush over to Sam's desk, rummaging through his back pack under his desk to find his lunch, cutting himself on a blade and pouting before healing himself and pulling the bagged lunch out. "This is gonna be good." he muttered to himself as he poured the critters into the lunch, making sure they got into every little thing. When the jar was empty he closed it and made it disappear from his hand, putting everything back in order and hurrying back to his desk, not realizing he plipped some blood on Sam's paper lunch bag before putting it away.

Sam: About fifteen minutes later, after making a detour at Ana's, Sam strolls back into the office. He unceremoniously sets the two bags of Skittles and a stapler on Gabriel's desk. "Here. Enjoy." To say Sam was annoyed was an understatement. If he didn't know any better it would seem not much had changed in the way of Sam doing stupid slave shit. Granted Gabriel treated him a bit better than Zachariah ever did but still. Sam plops into his chair and pulls his backpack out from under his desk, digging for his lunch. As soon as he pulls his peanut butter and banana sandwich out he notices a bunch of little black ants crawling all over it. "Dammit!" Further digging around his lunch bag showed more ants and a spider in his salad. Just his luck it seemed.

Gabriel: "Thank you, pup." he grins, picking up one of the bags of skittles and opening it, pouring some into his mouth right from the bag. He watched the young man as he went through his lunch, finding the insects in everything and chuckled to himself before asking "Everything okay? You seem upset."

Sam: "There's ants all over my food!" Huffed an exasperated Sam. He had no other options for lunch and even though he'd gone without food a few times growing up, didn't mean he was okay with it now. Besides, he'd planned to make sure he would have a meal every day.

Gabriel: Gabriel frowned, smiling his wicked little ass off in his head as he stood up and moved to Sam's side, patting his shoulder. "You could always hit a diner downtown with me. My treat. I know how frustrating it is to have your lunch taken from you unexpectedly."

Sam: "I guess." Sam sighs, pouting. "I was going to get more work done while I ate though."

Gabriel: "Don't look so sad about spending time with the best boss ever." he teased with a tiny smirk, hoping to ignite a spark or cheer him up. He didn't think Sam would develop a debilitating depression over bugs. Kid was too sensitive.

Sam: When did you want to head out?" Sam wasn't going to be stupid and turn down a free meal.

Gabriel: "Well, if you could be a doll and run a few forms to Micheal first, we can go as soon as you come back." he smiled, glad that Sam accepted his offer. He wasn't sure why but he felt like Sam was starting to regret asking for a new boss.

Sam: "Alright." Sam gets the forms from Gabriel and quickly heads over to Micheal's office, the sooner he got it over with the better. For some reason the CEO intimidated him. Which made no sense with the way he was brought up.

Gabriel: Gabriel grabbed his keys and headed out of the office, waiting for Sam at the elevator bay. He wondered if he'd be able to get the kid to open up about his family life from before he was accepted into college.

Sam: Sam can see Gabriel near the elevators as he's walking out of Micheal's office and meets the man there. "So, where exactly did you have in mind?"

Gabriel: "I know a little place that has great pasta. Excellent steak too if you're a carnivore." he chuckles, moving onto the first elevator that opened and pressing to go to the first floor. "Or are you more into rabbit food?"

Sam: "As long as I can avoid super greasy foods I will be okay." He says, following Gabriel into the elevator. Just as the elevator starts going down he remembers that he'd forgotten to throw out his ant covered lunch. Oh well, he'd just have to do it after they got back from lunch.

Gabriel: "Sounds good to me." he smiles, leaning on the elevator wall, listening to each ding. Floor four. Floor three. Floor two. Ding ding. Floor one. The door opens and he steps out, heading towards the door. "Would you rather walk or drive? I'm okay with either."

Sam: "Why don't we walk..? Traffic can be a pain at this hour." Sam suggests as he follows after Gabriel from the elevator to the door. Ever the gentleman that he is, Sam holds the door for Gabriel after exiting the building.

Gabriel: Gabriel nods, smiling at the nice gesture. "Thank you, pup." he chimed as he walked through the door, shoving his hands into his pockets. "So how long have you lived in Palo Alto?"

Sam: "I've been here for 9 years. What about you, how long have you lived here?" Sam rolls the sleeves of his white dress shirt up, the temperature already too warm for his liking.

Gabriel: "Oh I've been here forever." he chuckled a little, not actually lying but not telling the whole truth either. The time would come when he would tell Sam what he needed to know but it wasn't going to be anytime soon and most certainly not today.

Sam: "So, how do you know Micheal?" That was one thing that kept nagging at Sam, the fact Gabriel seemed to know much of the people at the firm. "

Gabriel: "He's one of my brothers." he spatted out, not thinking twice about the consequences or how Micheal may reprimand him for letting Sam know of their relation. "Do you have any siblings? Or were you one of the lucky only children?"

Sam: Sam nods. "I have a brother. He's 4 years older than me." Sam learned the hard way to tell as little of himself as possible. Hell, Jessica didn't know much more about his family and past than Gabriel did so far and he'd been dating her for about 4 years, known her pretty much the whole time he's lived in Palo Alto.

Gabriel: "What kind of work is he into?" he asked, curiosity flooding his mind now. He had no idea this kid had a brother. He really should have learned more about Sam before just jumping into the saddle and riding the chariot out of heaven. He was just glad to get out of that noise infested cloud in the sky.

Sam: "He's in pest control with our dad...." It wasn't exactly the truth but it also wasn't really a lie either. What his brother and father got rid of may not be bugs per say but they definitely were pests.

Gabriel: Gabriel nodded, not entirely trusting that Sam was telling him the truth. He'd learn more about the kid one way or another. Even if he had to take a trip back to that dreadful hole in the sky.

Sam: They walked in somewhat of an awkward silence. At some point Sam glances over to Gabriel, wondering if the man was going to speak again when a light pole so rudely smacked him in the face.

Gabriel: Gabriel sighed as they walked in silence, hearing a loud thud when Sam met the metal of a light pole which made him turn to the kid and snort loudly before inquiring about any injuries. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Sam: "Yea, I'll be fine...I think." Sam groaned, hissing slightly when he gently held a hand to the spot on his cheek bone that gotten the brunt of the hit. Sam has had much worse injuries but damn would his cheek be sore for a few days.

Gabriel: Gabriel chuckled again and shook his head in mock disappoint. "What shall I do with such a clumsy pup?" he chimed playfully as he patted Sam on the shoulder.

Sam: "I'm usually not this clumsy." Sam remarks, taking his hand from his cheek and checking to see if there was any blood.

Gabriel: "Of course not, pup." Gabriel teased, pointing at a tiny diner. "Here we are. I think you'll enjoy the atmosphere. Very calm and down to earth."

Sam: Sam glanced at the diner, catching the name of the place being ​Panera​. "I've never been here before. Is it any good?"

Gabriel: "It's delicious. They have extremely fresh garden salads and wonderful flat breads." Gabriel chirped as if he were giving a sales pitch and trying to sell the place. "Take a seat over by that window and I'll grab us a couple of menus. What do you want to drink?"

Sam: "Just water is fine. Thanks." Sam made his way towards the window Gabriel had indicated and nabbed a seat at the booth there. He was a little eager to to see the menu, the mention of fresh salads making his mouth water.

Gabriel: Gabriel smiled and wandered to the bar-styled counter and asked for two menus, a water and a sweetened tea. Once the woman complied, he headed to Sam and placed the drinks down then held out one of the menus for him. "They have a variety of salads. Six or seven I think. I'll likely order one of the Philly flat breads with a soup." he sat down and opened his menu, glancing at his options. The salads did look quite good actually.

Sam: Sam graciously took the offered menu and upon opening it, noticed the wide array of salads. He was in heaven. Every single salad looked amazingly delicious, so hard to decide. "What would you recommend?" Sam was pretty certain he'd get a salad but he was sort of curious as to what Gabriel would say.

Gabriel: "Honestly, I'd go with the teriyaki shrimp salad with french bread on the side. The bread here, any of it, is delicious." he smiled, still looking down at his own menu as he speaks.

Sam: Sam nodded as he sipped from his water. "I'm thinking of having the Spicy Thai Salad with Chicken..." If the food here was as good as Gabriel said than Sam may very well start calling this place his favorite place to go to.

Gabriel: "That's actually a very good sal--" he started, interrupted when the waitress stepped up to their table asking for their orders. "Well, I'll have today's special combo with the small house salad, a Philly flat bread and a dumpling soup, hold the celery." he smiled, closing and handing the menu to the woman before looking to Sam for him to order. He would have spoken for the pup but that might have been a bit awkward for him since this is their first time eating together.

Sam: With a kind smile, Sam tell the waitress “Hi, I'll have the Spicy Thai Salad with Chicken and some of your French Onion soup. Please." He then hands his menu to the waitress and thanks her.

Gabriel: The waitress smiles, tells them it'll be out shortly then wanders back into the kitchen area. "So... Sam. You told me a little about what your brother does but what about the rest of your family? Your mom and dad, I mean. Where are they?"

Sam: "My dad is in pest control with my brother. They kind of have their own traveling business.....and my mom is dead." Sam answers matter-of-factly, head down and tearing apart the paper napkin holder that had been around his napkin and silverware. He had told basically the same story to everyone he met ever since moving to Palo Alto, making Sam used to telling it. Didn't mean it was always easy. It usually tended to bring back bad memories, especially about his brother and father.

Gabriel: "Oh... I'm so sorry to hear that. I had no idea about your mother." Gabriel frowned, now feeling terrible about even asking about the kid's parents.

Sam: "It's okay. I was really young when she died so I didn't really know her." He tried to reassure Gabriel. Sam doesn't have any memories of his mother so it's kind of hard to even miss her. Granted, it sucked at times not knowing her like his brother or father did and often times he wished he'd had a mother growing up, but such was life and he had learned to deal.

Gabriel: Gabriel leaned back in his seat and let out a sigh before tilting his head. "So who do you live with here? Are you just on your own or do you live with room mates?" he inquired, genuine curiosity jolting through him.

Sam: "I live with my girlfriend. What about you? Are married or dating anyone?" Sam quickly changed the topic, not wanting to talk about himself any longer. Sam feared the more questions Gabriel asked, the harder it would become to keep from accidentally spilling more than he'd like to.

Gabriel: Gabriel suddenly went silent, looking down at his lap and finding his voice low and a little broken when he spoke. "I uh... I don't want to talk about that." he swallowed what felt like a boulder as he thought of the one person he ever loved but was taken from him and murdered right in front of his eyes. It was not a happy memory.

Sam: "I'm sorry..." Sam felt bad for even asking. He hated when people were upset. He took a sip from his water then asked, "So I know you just started at the law firm. What else you worked as?"

Gabriel: "Well... I uh... I worked as sort of a social worker of sorts. I like helping people." he smiled, feeling the heaviness lift as the subject changed direction.

Sam: Sam nodded and just as he was about to say something else their food arrived. His mouth watered at the sight of his salad. It looked delicious. Even tasted as such when he took his first bite.

Gabriel: "Thank you." Gabriel told the waitress before she took off again. "This looks great." he chirped, picking up his silverware and pulling out the fork to start with his salad.

Sam: "How did you find this place? In all the years I have lived here I didn't know about until today." Sam admitted before tasting a spoonful of his soup.

Gabriel: "I used to come here with a friend of mine. He was a big fan of salads like you are." he told the pup as he shoveled some of the rabbit food into his mouth.

Sam: Sam nodded, taking another bite of his salad and all but moaned at the taste.

Gabriel: Gabriel chuckled a bit at the obscene noise Sam's throat made but continued eating on his own. When they finished their meal, the waitress came by to drop their check off and told them to have a nice day. "I'll go pay after I finish my drink." Gabriel chirped before he heard the door open, two men in hoodies coming into the diner and locking the door. "Do you recognize them, Sam?" he asked, beginning to feel nervous.

Sam: Sam craned his neck to see who Gabriel was referring to, not recognizing them at all but getting a bad feeling right off the bat. "No. I do not. Why?" Sam's hunter instincts automatically began heightening a few notches, brain already thinking of a multitude of scenarios about how things could go down.

Gabriel: "Because I don't think they're here for the food." he made a half joke, scooting from the booth and standing up. "I think we should get out of here, Sam. Something isn't right. I'll go pay..." he slowly began walking towards the bar-like counter, keeping his eyes on the two men.

Sam: Luckily old habits died hard and Sam had already taken stock of the diner when he walked inside, learning quickly where any exits were and any other important details. He agreed wholeheartedly with Gabriel. Something didn't feel right about the two men. Sam slowly slid from his seat and met Gabriel at the counter, sneakily snagging a serrated knife from a table as he did so.

Gabriel: Gabriel pulled his card out from his wallet to hand over to the hostess, his eyes still on the two men before turning to Sam. "Sam, I need you to go to the bathroom. I'll be in there in a minute." he told the pup in an urgent tone. These guys were vampires. He could sense it. This was not going to end well.

Sam: "Not going to happen. I can handle myself and l sure as Hell ain't leaving you alone." Sam whispered, not wanting the two guys to hear what they were talking about. He had no idea yet what these guys were but he knew he'd soon find out.

Gabriel: "Sam... pl--" he began, feeling more nervous with Sam not listening to him. At the same time, the two men pulling their hoods down and smiling a sharp smile at one another began shouting for everyone to stay where they are, they'd each have a turn to die. This was really not going to be good at all. The people in the diner panicked, a few running for the door.

Sam: Sam watched as a guy who was trying to reach the door to escape was violently grabbed by one of the two men and got his neck snapped for his troubles. That caused everyone to freeze and be quite, too scared not to. It was unfortunate the man got his neck snapped but lucky for Sam, now he knew for sure these men were of the supernatural variety. Only question remaining was what exactly they were and how to kill them.

Gabriel: "Sam..." Gabriel whispered, swallowing what felt like a boulder in his throat. "I am begging you to go to the bathroom. I can take care of this." he pushed on the pup's chest a bit, his eyes pleading as the men seemed to be picking and choosing from the other customers on who to eat first.

Sam: Sam just looked at Gabriel. He heard what the man was saying but there was no chance in Hell he was leaving. Especially when he had the ability to save all these people. Without even replying to Gabriel, Sam turned to face the bad guys, who were currently in the middle of harassing a young woman, and shouted, "Hey! Why don't you leave her alone, huh?" That got the leader of the duo's attention. He roughly shoved the woman towards his partner in crime and stormed over to Sam, grabbing the young intern by the lapels of his dress shirt and getting all up in Sam's face. "What're you going to do about it if we don't, human?" The leader taunted, giving Sam a perfect view of his vampire teeth.

Gabriel: Gabriel felt his jaw tighten, forcing himself to wait to use his powers until he absolutely had to. Which was looking more likely by the second if Sam kept this up. "You seem like a nice... guy. Why don't we sit down for a coffee. On me." he suggested, trying to charm the vampire a bit.

Sam: Sam had never dealt with vampires before, always hearing how they were pretty much extinct. He had researched on how to kill them though on the off chance he or his family ever ran into one. Thinking back on what he knew, Sam realized that the knife he'd grabbed wouldn't be enough to cut off their heads like what needed to be done. It however would come in handy to stun the lead vampire enough to let him go. "You can either let all these people go and walk away from this intact...or not and lose your heads.." Was Sam's ultimatum as he waited for just the right moment to use the knife.

Gabriel: Gabriel felt both worry and annoyance rush through him, his mind running through all possible outcomes and he panics, his hand raising to shove the vampire away to free Sam from the grip. "Leave him out of it, blood sucker." he growled, feeling oddly territorial.

Sam: Sam was in utter shock, seeing the lead Vampire go flying into one of the lights on the wall at Gabriel's hand. The impact from his body shattered the glass of the sconce light fixture. He briefly gazed at Gabriel with wide eyes. He had plenty of questions for the older man but now wasn't the time for 20 questions. Sam filed them away for later and instead went after the lead vampire. A head needed to be decapitated and now was Sam's chance to do so.

Gabriel: Gabriel swallowed hard when he got a glance of Sam's reaction. He knew he was going to have to explain himself later but he wasn't going to let these assholes get away with murder. Literally. He turned to the other vampire and pointed a finger at him to do a swift slicing motion in the air with it, causing the vampires head to flop right off and onto the ground in front of him. From what it looked like, Sam knew what he was doing too.

Sam: Sam scuffled with the lead vampire a bit, losing the knife in the process. Not like it would have been of much help now anyway. He was currently on his back with said vampire on top of him. Just when he was about to be bitten, Sam blindly reached for a large piece of the broken light fixture and managed to flip them, making him now on top. Sam straddled the vampire and ignored how the sharp edge of the glass cut into his hands as he basically sawed the vamp's head off, spraying Sam in blood.

Gabriel: Gabriel did a one-eighty turn to face Sam, finding the pup chopping off the other vampire's head. Which was quite a shock to him that Sam knew how to kill a vampire. "Sam..." Gabriel said hoarsely, moving slowly toward the younger man. If he wasn't mistaken, Sam was a hunter. And hunters didn't exactly tend to favor keeping angels alive. Not in his experience anyways.

Sam: Sam sits back on his haunches, glass still in his hands and chest heaving as he stared down at the now decapitated vampire. He had left this type of life behind for a reason. After all these years free of it, and with no visible trace of anything supernatural around, Sam had thought for sure he was finally able to live a normal life. That was obviously not the case. He was too caught up in his thoughts to notice or hear Gabriel.

Gabriel: Gabriel felt his jaw tighten and his stomach turn, something he hadn't felt since he watched his love taken from him. He needed to get out of this building. He needed air. He hurried past Sam, swiftly unlocking the door and whisking through it before beginning to hyperventilate. What would Sam do to him when he found out he was an angel... Would he have it in him to fight Sam off? Too many worries and thoughts were rushing through his mind and he couldn't breathe, couldn't focus thus causing him to collapse to his knees, falling forward so his palms held him up on the ground.

Sam: Sam eventually got up, throwing the piece of glass down at the dead body. He expected to see Gabriel when he turned around but when he didn't see the older man anywhere in the diner, Sam rushed out the door. "...Gabriel...?" Sam cautiously asked, moving slowly towards him so as not to startle the angel in disguise.

Gabriel: "I... You... I c-can't..." he heaved out, unable to catch his breath as he became more overwhelmed by just hearing the hunter's voice. His vision began turning white around the edges before he just fell forward and hit the ground face first. What was going to come of this?

Sam: Sam quickly went to Gabriel's aid, kneeling beside the man and helping him get back to sitting on his knees. "Hey, it's okay. It's over with....you're going to be okay...." He tried to reassure.

Gabriel: Gabriel shook his head and tried to push Sam away weakly, not succeeding at all. "I c-can't. You... your people don't... p-please..." he felt as though he were begging for his life.

Sam: Brows furrowed in confusion, Sam states, "My people? I don't....what do you mean ​my people​?" He had been having strange things happen to him and Sam thought just maybe Gabriel was like him.

Gabriel: "Hunters. Your p-people... they don't like things like me. Th-they hunt me. You... you will too..." he had his eyes shut tight, waiting for the angel blade to pierce him.

Sam: "How...how do you know that? I haven't told anyone...." Sam had no idea what exactly Gabriel was getting on about, what kind of supernatural being he really was. That was beside the point though. He needed to know how and why Gabriel knew about him being a hunter. For all Sam knew his family was in danger.

Gabriel: "You knew about the vampire. How to kill it. You knew." he stammered, his body freezing as he leaned back on his legs, staring at Sam.

Sam: "Yea, from a lot of research. That was my first time ever seeing a vampire, let alone killing one. Last I knew they were extinct." Sam stood, watching Gabriel closely. "What about you, what are you?....Were you sent to keep tabs on me or something?"

Gabriel: Gabriel swallowed, looking down at the ground and keeping his mouth shut. He can't tell the pup what he was, couldn't expose himself to someone who might potentially kill him and his brothers. He was beginning to panic again and he didn't know what to do.

Sam: Sam had been about to pressure Gabriel to start talking when he saw the man begin to panic again, "Hey! Hey...easy. Stay with me.." He knelt back down and placed his hands on his shoulders, trying to calm Gabriel down.

Gabriel: Gabriel shook his head rapidly, trying yet again to push the young hunter away from him only to fall into him, his body going lax as he lost all forms of consciousness.

Gabriel: Gabriel rolls his eyes and crosses his arms over his chest before looking the taller man over, checking out his dark suit and his ruffled, post collision mop of hair. "I'm fine. Just in a hurry to see the CEO about a job. Where are you headed with your mind in the clouds, kid?" he raised a brow then looked towards his brother's office, noting the door was opened a crack, meaning he was alone and not in a meeting.

Sam: "I was actually just on my way to talk to the CEO too." Sam runs a hand through his disheveled hair, smoothing it out as best he could then straightens out his suit that his girlfriend Jessica had insisted upon buying him. She had stated that he needed a suit that actually fit him properly, where the sleeves weren't too short and didn't make him look like he'd outgrown it. "And 'm not a kid." he stated, looking at the shorter man expectantly.

Gabriel: "Well you look younger than I am so to me, you're a kid, kid." Gabriel chuckled before shrugging and heading towards his brother's office once again. Maybe he could actually make it this time without bumping into anyone else. "And he's not busy, so now's the perfect time to poke at the angry beast. Come on." he told Sam, waving him along a few feet away from Micheal's door.

Sam: With a huff of annoyance and a roll of his eyes, because he was so not a kid thank you very much, Sam trails after the man. Just as he was about to knock on Micheal's door the older man bursts it open, causing Sam to stare wide eyed and mouth agape. So much for being able to talk to a happy and in a good mood boss man.

Gabriel: Gabriel greets his elder brother with a gleeful smiles, sliding gracefully into one of the chairs in front of Micheal's desk. "So, I hear you've gained a good number of clients compared to Lu. How do you do it, Mikey?" he let his spine fall lax in the soft chair, relaxing to have a conversation with Micheal. He then realized Sam was still a wide eye'd pup in the door way and peeked over to him, patting the chair beside him for Sam to sit as well.

Sam: Okay, what in the Hell was this dude on, barging in the CEO's office and talking as if he knew him? That was not the way to get a job plus it was a sure fire way to get his boss pissed. Now he wasn't so sure about asking to be switched from interning with Zachariah. Sam was teetering on the edge of deciding to walk back out the door and come back another time, when Mr. Crazy urged him to take a seat. Only after glancing from Micheal to Gabriel four or five times did Sam reluctantly take the seat beside Mr. Crazy.

Micheal: Micheal turned himself around to face his obnoxious little brother then rolled his eyes, keeping his expression flat for the most part. "And to what do I owe such a displeasure, Gabriel?" he asked before noticing one of his interns had also come in. "Why aren't you working?" he asked Sam pointedly.

Gabriel: Gabriel grinned and leaned forward in his chair before letting out a small sigh. "I need a job. You know I'm a hell of a good lawyer and I'd rather be working here than with Lu. What do you say?" he asked, leaning back again before smiling over to the puppy dog boy.

Sam: Sam patiently waited for Gabriel to finish speaking before answering Micheal. "Oh well, I um, was hoping to ask you if I could possibly...maybe..intern with someone else.....?" He shrugged slightly, nervous on how his boss would react to such a request.

Micheal: With a sigh, Micheal mirrored Gabriel in leaning forward then looked between the two men in his office before falling back against his seat again. "Gabriel, you take the corner office with the double desks. Sam, you move your things into the office I just gave him. You'll work with him. Now get out of my office, both of you." he waved the two off before turning his chair back to finish enjoying his interrupted lunch.

Gabriel: Smiling, Gabriel stood up and looked down on his new play toy... or charge, whichever made heaven feel better about calling him. "Looks like you're with me, kid. Let's go." he teased, moving swiftly to the door and looking around at the hustle of secretaries who were busy with making copies or getting drinks for someone. This was going to be fun to have a little lawyer slave.

Sam: As glad as Sam was to be out from under Zachariah's ruling he wasn't too sure what to think about being this Gabriel dude's intern. He however didn't voice such thoughts before rushing out of Micheal's office and booking it to gather his things and also tell Zachariah of his change. Giving his notice went about as well as could be expected....the man was furious. In the middle of boxing up his belongings, Sam noticed Zachariah storming off, towards Micheal's office no doubt.

Gabriel: As soon as Gabriel got into the office, he huffed at the emptiness of which he found. "This is not going to do at all..." he plopped down in the large chair, noticing the title on his door being 'senior partner'. Micheal was in a good mood today obviously. With another look around, he tsk'd and snapped his fingers, conjuring up a few fake plants and some wall decor to brighten the dull room. The last step was a name plate for his desk and with another snap, one appeared. It was shiny and gold, his name bold and dominate on the plate. He could learn to deal with the office now at least.

Sam: Today was obviously full of surprises. Sam stood, box of his meager belongings in his arms, in the doorway of his and Gabriel's office. He was in total shock to see it somewhat decorated. "...Wasn't this office totally empty...?" Sam slowly made his way to what he assumed was his desk and set the box onto said desk.

Gabriel: "I had someone bring my things along with me. Mikey can never say no to me." Gabriel chuckled as he placed his name plate in just the right spot on his desk before getting up and moving to stand next to Sam. "So how did your ex partner take the break up? Did he cry?" he chuckled before mocking fear. "Is he going to beat me up?”

Sam: Sam just stares at Gabriel incredulously for a good brief moment before he begins unpacking the box and states, "He was pissed. Saw him storming off to Micheal's office as I got my things."

Gabriel: "Mmn... well, I'm sure he'll be fine." he grins, hopping up to sit on Sam's desk and cross his legs. "So what schedule did he have you on? Every day after two?" he asks, looking over the belongings on the younger man's desk, eyeing a photo of a pretty blonde girl who looked to be Sam's girlfriend. 

Sam: "Something like that. I'm in my final two weeks of college. I have classes from nine to one every day but Thursday. Thursday is my night class so I can work during the day if you need me to." Was Sam's reply as he moves the now empty box onto the floor beside his desk. He'd take that to the trash on his way out the door.

Gabriel: "I can work with that." Gabriel nodded, climbing down from the desk and walking to his chair. "Did Zachariah have you on any certain clients or do I have to talk to Micheal about giving me a handful to give me a start?"

Sam: "You will probably have to go to Micheal. I was never allowed to deal hands on with any of his clients." Sam held a little bit of resentment towards Zachariah for that, treating him like some slave instead of showing him the ropes. How was he supposed to learn what he was going to school for if all he did was slave labor?

Gabriel: "Well that'll change. No worries there. How about your first errand be to go get a few client files from Micheal. Tell him I prefer domestic cases and nothing too violent. Those get messy." he smiles to Sam, sitting down and opening his laptop to sign in. He knew his brother well enough to know he was already in the system so it wasn't a big deal.

Sam: With a curt nod and an "Alright I'll be right back." Sam heads back to the CEO's office. Ten minutes later and Sam is holding a few files out to Gabriel. "Here you go sir. Nothing violent but there is a divorce case in there." He had heard how badly divorces could get. Hopefully this one didn't turn ugly.

Gabriel: "Oooh! Divorce is always fun. You get to hear everyone's dirty little secrets." he practically giggles with glee, taking the files and opening the top one, peeking at the gory details. "Hmm... Mr.Shirley is with this firm now? He was with Lu's last I checked. Maybe Micheal played his ever so famous charm." he snorted.

Sam: "You know Mr. Shirley?" Sam's curiosity was piqued. Seemed as if Gabriel knew just about everyone. He moved to sit behind his desk, straightening the framed picture of Jessica.

Gabriel: "Yep. He's quite the catch as a client. Pays well and pays in cash." he nodded and put the files on his desk before going back to the laptop in front of him, doing a quick search of Chuck Shirley to show Sam. "This guy right here." he turned the computer to Sam and pointed at a disheveled looking man with a tiny blonde woman next to him. "He's an author. Famous for some syfy-horror books that apparently suck according to most of my contacts."

Sam: Sam leans forward in his chair to get a better look at the picture. "How do you know him?" The man in the picture looked as though, to Sam, as if he drank too much. He also had a feeling these two were together for all the wrong reason in the first place.

Gabriel: Gabriel snorts and turns the laptop back to face him, closing the search and opening the office email system. "We used to be drinking buddies until that little blonde came into his life and ruined our friendship. She forbid him to go out drinking. Now if he drinks, it's at home, alone."

Sam: "So, is there anything that you need me to do right now?" Sam noticed a change in topic might be best at the moment. Besides he honestly had nothing to do since he and Gabriel just started working together.

Gabriel: "Well, it's almost time to head home. You can leave if you'd like and we can go through the details of these files tomorrow." he stood up and straightened his jacket before stepping around his desk, leaning slightly on it and crossing his arms over his chest.

Sam: "That works. Tomorrow is Thursday so I can be in at whatever time you need me to." Sam was used to being in super early while interning for Zachariah on Thursdays so if he needed to be in early for Gabriel that wouldn't be a problem.

Gabriel: "How does ten-ish work for you? I'm not a stickler on time like most people are." he smiled, holding out a newly conjured golden watch. "Take this. It'll ensure that you'll be worry-less while working with me."

Sam: "I...I can't take that." Eyes huge for the third time that day, Sam stands and grabs his back pack from under his desk. "That had to cost a lot..." It was one thing for Jessica to buy him a new suit he needed but a whole other for someone, who he just met mind you, to just give him something super expensive. His whole childhood had been filled with either hand-me-downs or thrift store stuff. This situation was a little out of his comfort zone.

Gabriel: "You're looking at someone who could give a man a house and not think twice about it. Don't insult me. Just take the watch, pup." he shoved it towards the taller male a bit, insisting he took his gift.

Sam: Sam reluctantly took the watch and put it on his left wrist. "Thank you." He gave a small lopsided smile as he slung his backpack over his right shoulder.

Gabriel: "Right then. So I'll see you in the morning." he smiled back, giving his new intern a wink before sliding back behind his desk and opening a file to start the input of his newly appointed clients. Sure he could have Sam stay and do it or at least help but he needed Sam to like and trust him.

Sam: Sam couldn't stop looking at his new watch from time to time on his way home, to the apartment he shared with Jessica. It boggled his mind that someone could be that kind to a person they had just met. Sam felt he could maybe trust Gabriel even though he seemed a tad odd at times. Only thing was, how he was brought up by his father, he constantly kept his guard up no matter how well he knew a person. Only time would tell if Gabriel was trustworthy enough.