Gabriel wrapped his arms around Sam, content to sink into the strength of that embrace as he brought up a hand to rest in his hair. "Me too Sammy. But maybe.. we keep each other from falling down this time. They keep saying in therapy we have to find our reason for wanting to get clean and get the hell outta here."

He pulled back just enough to look down at him. "Don't know about you but I'm pretty sure I just found mine."

A reason to stay dried out this time, to stay sober and see if maybe he could make things work. Because if he could? Maybe him and Sam..

Well. Maybe.