Sam fell against Gabriel, carefully, not wanting to put his weight against the other man. Because Gabriel was mortal now and actually needed to be able to breathe.

Which was enough for him to realize that, no, Gabriel hadn't come yet. Something he'd have to take care of in a few minutes.

Sam made a soft sound at the back of his throat, kissing Gabriel's shoulder because it was closest. Then froze as he heard those words, breath catching at the back of his throat. "Gabe...Gabriel, no. Don't."