The Prize (Preview)

Started: 20.04.25
Finished: 20.12.20
Words: 3,225
Destiel, Sabriel

“Are you sure you can handle them?” Dean raised an eyebrow at his brother in the mirror as he flipped his collar up.

Sam rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, leaning himself against the door frame, “Yes, I’m sure.”

“Hey, man, I’m just sayin’, if you can’t,” the blonde turned from the mirror, grabbing his tie from the bed, “We don’t have to go.”

The giant let out a chuckle, raising an eyebrow, “I just got back from a solo werewolf hunt, but you don’t think I can handle your kids?”

“Exactly, man, you’re beat!” Dean struggled with the tie for a moment, before letting out an exasperated sigh, “I’m serious, we can call this whole thing off if-”

“Dude, it’s your anniversary, you can’t cancel.” Sam pushed off the door frame, shaking his head before walking over, swatting his brothers’ hands away from the tie, “Enjoy your night out with Cas.”

“But what if-”

If they get unruly,” He shot his brother a smirk as he tightened the tie, “Gabe’ll drop them in a worm hole.”

 

 

“Taylor?” Gabriel came around the corner, stopping in the doorway of the kitchen as he spotted the five-year-old, who was struggling to pull herself up onto the fridge, “What are you doing?”

“Climbing.”

“Climbing, of course.” The angel couldn’t help but smile, and he cocked an eyebrow, “Just don’t go too far, okay? Wouldn’t want you to get stuck.”

The blonde smiled triumphantly at the angel as she reached the top, before she cocked her head to one side, eyes going wide as she saw just how far up she had gotten. She raised her wide eyes back to the angel, bottom lip beginning to quiver.

Gabriel shrugged, “This is why you gotta have a plan, Kiddo.”

She sniffed loudly, reaching her arms out in front of her, taking a step dangerously close to the edge of the fridge, “Down!”

He was across the room in the next instant, “Alright, alright, come on, Tarzan.” He reached his arms up to her, cursing himself for not being a foot taller, shit. He saw the fear in her eyes as he wasn’t able to reach her and he shook his head, shooting her a wink, “Don’t worry, Kiddo, this is why we keep Uncle Sam around.”

She gave the angel a small smile, and took a step backward, thankfully, just as her tears began to fall.

“Sam?” He did his best to keep what he hoped was a reassuring smile on his face, “No-no-no, don’t cry. We’ll get you down.” He turned his head slightly to the door, “Sam!”

A moment later the giant appeared in the doorway, twin brother tucked up under his arm like a football, “What?”

“We, uh, could use your expertise.” Gabriel nodded to the kid atop the fridge, reaching his arms up again, as if to prove he couldn’t get her.

Sam looked from the angel to the blonde, unable to keep the smile off his face as he made his way into the room. He placed her brother down on the ground before walking over to the fridge, shaking his head as he plucked Taylor from the top of it, “Climbing without a plan? Hasn’t Uncle Gabe taught you anything?”

“That’s what I said!” Gabriel shook his head as Sam went to put her down, surprised when she shrieked and tightened her grip around his neck. Gabriel cocked an eyebrow, “What, now you like heights?”

She shrugged and looked at Sams’ arms, “I won’t fall.”

“Riiight,” Gabriel rolled his eyes, hand snatching the end of Tyler’s t-shirt as he turned to leave, “And where do you think you’re going?”

“I want to watch a movie.”

Gabriel shared a look with Sam, who nodded, “Well that sounds like a great idea!”

They trooped out of the kitchen and into the living room, Sam depositing Taylor down onto the couch. Gabriel settled on the arm of the couch as Sam plopped down in front of the TV, beginning to sift through the stack of movies beside it, “What’d you have in mind?”

“Jurassic Park!”

Sam barked out a laugh, and didn’t bother to turn around, “Nice try.”

“Daddy let’s us watch it.”

Sam turned around and raised an eyebrow, reading the twins’ faces, “Really?”


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