comment_fic | Tuesday

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Tuesday's theme will be Redemption.

Today's about showing the best in everyone, even those we normally think of as the bad guys. It can be a villain taking a rare turn towards the side of the angels, an antihero deciding to make a go at being a good guy, or one of the heroes atoning for past mistakes. You can even work three ghosts in there somehow, if that's what you want!

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Grave digging, no matter how much practice you get, is hard work. Anyone who's done the job probably puts a body deep, and it takes time and energy to get down there. To get to that coffin sunk all the way down into the earth.

Sam knows, better than most people, how true that is, he's been shovel deep in a grave a hundred times.

Of course he's currently the only person who's actually doing any work.

Gabriel's sat on one of the gravestones, hands stretched out behind him like he has nothing better to do. He's supposed to be showing he can be trusted not to mess with them when they're on a hunt, but he seems to have taken that to mean 'do absolutely nothing at all.'

"Maybe you could- oh, I don't know- help?" Sam says tightly.

"And miss the sight of you getting all sweaty and annoyed," Gabriel's voice is drawling and lazy. "You're giving menial tasks layers here that I didn't even know existed."

Gabriel gets the next shovel full of dirt in the face.

"That was totally uncalled for."

Sam ignores him and goes back to digging.

Gabriel is suspiciously quiet for a long minute.

"Stop looking at my ass," Sam says eventually.

"How did you know I was looking?"

"You're predictable, and annoying."

"What else am I supposed to look at? The dirt, the gravestones, the creepy graveyard trees?"

"Something that isn't my ass," Sam huffs. Because seriously, seriously? Dean gets the angel that makes cow eyes and rebels against heaven and explodes for him and Sam gets-

This is completely unfair.

"Yeah, but the sex is fantastic," Gabriel points out, like Sam hasn't told him not to read his mind a thousand times.

"It is not," Sam protests, slamming the shovel into the ground hard enough to vibrate soft agony all the way through his shoulder.

"Last night I think you actually cried." Gabriel looks smug, he always looks smug.

"Shut up," Sam tells him, and fumes quietly while another six inches disappears from the grave. Because that's not the point, absolutely not the point.

Even if it's completely true.

Oh, Sam, be glad you've got the angel that laughs and not the one that makes cow eyes -- there's less angst.

Love Sam throwing dirt in Gabriel's face.

I absolutely agree with you, Sam's feeling hard done by but he secretly likes the snarky one best.

I couldn't help it, I just couldn't. Somewhere at the beginning this was supposed to be angst.

Heh. Sam probably didn't have to teach his angel to kiss either.

There is such potential for angst in this pairing but such a potential for snark and fun as well.

I bet Sam didn't have to teach him anything, in fact he probably spent at least ten minutes going 'you want to do what?!!'

I'm having a lot of fun with the snark, I'm working on the angst.

"You're putting your tongue where?!"

Gabriel's probably quite inventive.

And yay angst. *G*

Gabriel probably originally invented half of it, the other angels are secretly ashamed of him.

Expect for Anna. *G* Think Gabriel is a fan of sex as worship?

And now I immediately want fic involving exactly that! Not enough sex magic in the SPN fandom.

That's rather surprising. Think of the protective and summoning spells!

LOL! Poor Sam! On the other hand, he needs someone who can give him a hard time or two. Gabe is perfect for him.

Lol! He does, he absolutely does need someone who'll give him a hard time and not let him get away with anything!

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