Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Sam Lucifer Winchester ❯ Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

 

Castiel had left two hours ago to seek out Joshua although Sam had ended up needing to give him a bit of a boost for the younger angel to actually return to Heaven. He hoped Joshua would be willing and able to tell Castiel something. Bobby and Dean were both asleep inside the house but Sam no longer needed to sleep so he was out on the porch, keeping watch and stargazing. He was brought back to the present by the sound of a soft whimper from inside. Since Bobby was upstairs and still snoring.....Sam got up and silently made his way inside, going to Dean's side. He knelt on the floor beside the couch Dean was sleeping on and reached out to gently touch Dean's shoulder. Green eyes shot open and Dean was staring fearfully at him.

 

“Dean it's okay, you were having a nightmare.” Sam whispered and Dean's breathing slowly settled.

 

“Sammy?” Dean whispered shakily and Sam nodded. Dean reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Sam reached up to put his hand over Dean's and Dean clung to him. Sam stood and Dean almost whimpered but Sam simply moved Dean so that Sam could sit on the couch, his lap serving as a pillow for Dean. He then started running his fingers through Dean's hair and he slowly relaxed, falling asleep eventually. Sam sat up the rest of the night, just watching Dean sleep and thinking over what would happen next.

 

He was brought out of his thoughts by Bobby entering the room and blinked to find that the sun had already risen. Bobby just stood there, staring at them and Sam carefully slid out from under Dean, heading for the kitchen and he could feel Bobby following him.

 

“Coffee?” Sam asked and Bobby nodded, still watching him.

“You know that's creepy right?” He asked as he handed Bobby a steaming mug. Bobby took it and took a slow sip.

“Just go ahead and say whatever it is.” Sam told him and Bobby put the mug down.

 

“Fine. You hurt Dean and I'll kill you.” Bobby stated calmly and Sam smiled.

 

“No problem. I'd never hurt him Bobby. I'm sorry about...” He trailed off, indicating Bobby's head where he'd hit him and Bobby nodded.

 

“So ending up that out of control?”

 

“Was never in the plan. Drinking demon blood wasn't necessary at all but Ruby decided she needed a way to keep me dependant on her.” Sam answered, looking over at the lounge room as he heard movement. A few seconds later Dean stumbled into the kitchen still half asleep and Sam shared a small grin with Bobby before pushing a mug of coffee into Dean's hands. Dean drank it and then looked up at them as if confused by their smiles.

 

“What?” He asked grumpily.

 

“Nothing Dean.” Sam answered; happy that Dean seemed more his old self even though he knew it was a mask. He could feel the pain radiating from Dean's very soul and it hurt him to feel it.

 

“Where's Cas?”

 

“Hopefully with Joshua by now.” Sam answered and Dean flinched suddenly and Sam realised that while half asleep Dean had allowed himself to forget what had happened the day before. Sam sighed softly but gave Dean a small smile even as Dean moved closer to Bobby.

“Dean....” Sam trailed off and moved towards the doorway.

“I'm going to have a shower.” Sam said as he headed upstairs.

 

Dean waited until Sam was gone before putting his mug down and staring at Bobby.

 

“I'm not going crazy right? Yesterday......Sam is.....”

 

“Lucifer? Yeah, you're not crazy.” Bobby answered and Dean slumped against the counter.

 

“Bobby what do I do?” Dean asked and Bobby sighed.

 

“I don't know kiddo. He does seem to genuinely still care about you Dean. When I got up he was sitting with you, looked like he'd been there most of the night.”

 

“But Lucifer's the Prince of Lies or whatever so how do we know it's real?” Dean pleaded and Bobby frowned.

 

“Dean, what's wrong?”

 

“I....” Dean trailed off, and Bobby could see the confusion and fear in his eyes.

“I want Sammy back Bobby, I want my brother.” Dean whispered.

 

“Oh Dean.” They both spun around, not having realised Sam was back. Sam was standing in the doorway, hair wet and in clean clothes, staring sadly at Dean. He slowly walked over to Dean who had frozen and then reached out to pull Dean into a hug.

“I'm still here Dean.” Sam whispered softly into Dean's ear as he held the human close. Dean froze and then started fighting him and Sam let him go, not wanting to hurt Dean.

 

“You're not him! Sammy's gone and it's your fault!” Dean yelled at him and Sam's eyes went wide. Behind him he could feel Bobby tensing.

 

“Dean.” Sam tried but Dean cut him off.

 

“Don't lie to me, don't you dare! You're a monster; you just want to destroy us.” Dean yelled and Sam heard Bobby gasp, half in fear and half in shock. Sam frowned, that didn't really sound like Dean.....he moved, gently putting Dean to sleep and then searching his mind once Dean was safely cradled in his arms. What he found made him snarl in rage.

 

“Sam?” Bobby called hesitantly and Sam looked up at him, forcing himself to calm down when he saw the flash of fear in the hunters eyes.

 

“Someone's been messing with Dean's head....must have been the cause of his nightmares last night. Most likely Michael trying to claim his vessel. I need to go for a while but I'll be back soon.” Sam said, gently carrying Dean over to the couch and laying him down.

 

“Aren't you going to wake him?”

 

“As long as he's lie this Dean is safe from them mentally. I need to collect some things to strengthen the protections on your house so that they can't tamper with Dean's or your dreams. If Castiel returns tell him what happened.” With that Sam vanished from the room, leaving Bobby to watch over the unconscious Dean.

 

He hadn't been gone long when the front door was blasted off its hinges. Bobby swore and lunged for a weapon only for everything to go black. When he woke again Dean was gone. Bobby staggered up and looked around at the mess that had been made, not sure what to do. But there was really only one person he could call for help.

 

“Sam? Lucifer! Sam!” He called, praying it would work. There was a soft sound and Bobby turned to see Sam behind him, staring in horror.

 

“Bobby what happened?” Sam demanded, looking Bobby over for injuries and then reaching out to heal the cut above Bobby's eye for him. Bobby nodded shakily in thanks and Sam righted a chair for the man to sit in.

 

“You left and I was about to grab some breakfast when something knocked the door in. I was going for a weapon when everything went black. I woke up and Dean was gone so I tried calling for you.”

 

“Damn it!” Sam snarled, running a hand through his hair in frustration. He had to find Dean and fast before he lost him to his `brothers'. But he couldn't do it alone.

“Castiel.” He called, putting a lot of power behind the summons and soon the younger angel was with them in the room, staring around in shock.

 

“Dean?”

 

“Gone, they got him. I had him out though so he's safe until Michael or Raphael gets to him. I need your help finding him.” Sam said and Castiel nodded. He could see it in Cas' eyes, the younger angel had realised that by helping them he had nowhere else to go now.

 

Gabriel stared down at the young man lying on the bed he'd created. He didn't really know why he'd done what he had but the brother's had grown on him since he'd first met them. Yanking Dean away from his younger brothers hadn't been easy but he'd managed it. However, with how diminished his Grace was he couldn't wake Dean; he wasn't even positive who had put Dean to sleep. He'd at least managed to heal the majority of Dean's wounds so that he wasn't in any danger.

 

He pulled his sword free, ready to defend the boy as he felt two angels arrive, one of whom was far more powerful than he was currently.

 

Sam slammed open the door, Castiel close on his heels, only to pause as he saw the being he had believed to be a Trickster but now...

 

“Gabriel.” He stated calmly, ignoring the feelings seeing his little brother raised in him. Out of them all he cared the most for Gabriel, the little archangel he had helped train and had always refused to take sides between him and Michael and was now staring at him in shock, sword held very loosely in his hand.

 

“Lucifer?” Gabriel whispered and then moved to stand protectively in front of Dean.

“So what have you been up to?” He asked nervously. Sam looked at Castiel who nodded and slipped past Gabriel to check Dean over.

 

“Blood.” Castiel gasped and Sam's eyes went icy as his own sword appeared in his hand.

 

“What did you do to him?” Sam demanded and Gabriel held up his hands.

 

“Whoa. Hold on big brother. I didn't do anything to Dean except get him away from the others. I actually like Dean, Sam wasn't that bad either. Dean know you're riding round in his baby brother?” Gabriel asked.

 

“I'm not and yes Dean knows what's going on. I've missed you Gabe.” He added softly, letting his sword return to its usually resting place as he took a step towards the younger archangel, smiling at the only angel other than Castiel he was willing to call brother.

 

“Luci?” Gabriel whispered and Sam's smile widened as he stepped in and hugged a shocked Gabriel.

 

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry for hurting you Gabriel. I was so mad I just didn't stop to think what we were doing to you.” Sam whispered into Gabriel's ear and Gabriel slowly returned the embrace.

 

“I don't have a clue what's going on.” Gabriel complained as they separated and Sam laughed.

 

“It's a long story; I'll tell you soon, promise.” Sam told him before moving over to where Dean was lying. He sat next to Dean and gently checked him over, seeing the wounds Gabriel had healed and those he hadn't been able to. Sam healed those and then gathered Dean in his arms.

“We should get back to Bobby's.

 

TBC...