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Trickster's Paradise
read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/16HukU1
by PuppyHawk
Gabriel isn't dead. Instead, he's sequestered himself a corner of heaven and started collecting genii. In his free time, he begins to stalk Sam Winchester. Sam is confused.
"I popped down here because, what with the whole me dying for you crazy kids and your efforts against the universal order of things, I thought we had kind of a thing going on." "And?" Sam refused to say that he thought so, too. That when Gabriel had sauntered over, sat next to him and ordered something ridiculously pink, fizzy and alcoholic as if it was the simplest thing in the world, his knees had gone weak with shock and something very much like deep, bone crushing relief. Because Gabriel would never let him hear the end of it, and Sam needed a little more time with it himself, first, to figure out what the hell ’it’ was supposed to be.
Set post S8. Herein be angels, tom foolery, destiel and archangel magicks. Enter at your own risk.
Words: 9969, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Author Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M, Multi
Characters: Sam Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester
Relationships: Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: Humor, Drama, Romance
read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/16HukU1