Chapter One

"Kill him!"

Castiel's arm moved almost of its own accord, dropping his sword into his palm. He raised it, preparing to slam it into his brother's body...

"Cas! Cas, what are you doing?" Dean grabbed the older angel's arm with both hands, trying to restrain him. Cas shook out of his trance.

"I... Don't know..." Castiel stared at his hands in bewilderment.

"She's controlling you, Castiel! Can't you see?" Samandriel cried, grabbing onto his brother's lapels desperately. "Naomi's controlling all of us! That's why I can't go back! She'd... She'll..." he buried his face into Cas' shirt.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold up a second- Who's Naomi?" Dean asked worriedly, his eyes flickering between the two angels.

"I don't know, but if what Samandriel is saying is true, we need to move. There's only a few ways that I can think of that would allow her to do something like this, but either way we have to leave now."

Dean nodded and started the Impala. Sam helped Cas get the now-shivering Samandriel into the backseat. As soon as everyone was inside the car, they tore off.

Dean pulled up right next to the door of the safe house. As soon as the engine was off, Dean jumped out and ran to the backseat passenger door, quickly opening it and helping Cas with Samandriel. Sam unlocked and held open the door.

They gently deposited the shocked and now shivering Samandriel onto a bed. For a moment, Dean and Cas just stood there, observing him. Samandriel's skin was coated completely with blood, sweat, and dirt. Twin tear tracks cut down his face. The young angel stared at the wall unseeingly, shivering violently.

Tell the truth, it scared Dean shitless. He hadn't seen an angel this physically broken since Cas swallowed the souls from Purgatory. Even so, he had never, ever, seen an angel cry before. The fact that it was physically possible for them to cry actually surprised him. It just seemed so wrong. What it would take to make an angel show emotion like that, to light a goddamn bush from a mile away...

"Damn," Dean whispered. Castiel nodded, his face carefully blank.

"Hey," Dean said gently, getting Cas' attention. "Are you okay? Fuck that, of course not- but are you good?"

Cas stared at him silently, his eyes filled with pain and worry. Dean put a comforting hand on his shoulder, a silent It'll be alrightpassing between them.

"Here," Sam walked in, holding a heavy blanket in his arms. He handed it to Castiel. "Wrap this around him; it helps with shock."

"Thank you." he did what he was told. Samandriel's shivering decreased in violence.

"Hey, Cas?" Sam asked. "You know those sigils, the ones from earlier? If we put some on the outside of the cabin, will you guys be hurt, or anything?"

"As long as we are inside, I believe we'll be fine." Cas replied stoically, fixing Sam with his stare. "It will prevent us from leaving and stop any outside angel communication from coming in, both of which are ideal at the moment."

"Okay." taking this as a go-ahead, Sam grabbed a can of spraypaint from one of the bags and walked out of the room. Soon it was silent again, the only sound being the occasional chattering of Samandriel's teeth. The young angel gradually slipped into unconsciousness, whimpering occasionally.

Castiel sat down on the bed next to his little brother. He held him in his arms, trying to comfort him. Dean was reminded of himself and Sammy when they were younger. After especially upsetting hunts, he would tuck Sam in, read him some Boxcar Children, and rock him until his nightmares went away. Dean smiled slightly at the memory, before sobering up at the current situation. He sat down next to Cas, putting a supportive hand on the angel's knee.

"Crowley is going to pay for this." Cas stated blankly.

"Hell yeah he is," Dean said with a smirk. "We'll gank that Naomi bitch, too. Whoever she is, she can't be good. Right now, though, you're gonna take care of little Alfie, and I'm gonna get us some beers. Capisce?"

"Capisce." Castiel replied with a small smile. It didn't reach his eyes.

Dean patted Cas' knee supportively and got up. As he was walking out the door, he swore he heard Cas humming what sounded like a lullaby.


A/N:

I didn't like what they did to Samandriel in Torn and Frayed, who had the potential to be the Sammy to Cas' Dean. So, I wrote this. I hope you like it :)

I don't know how often I'll be able to update (god knows how long it's been since I last updated my other fics), but I'll probably be able to keep it pretty regular, since it's the beginning of the semester at school (no promises, though). Hopefully you'll see more of Team Free Will and Heaven's Most Adorable Angel soon.

Thank you so much for reading! Please review if you liked it, and if you didn't, well, any feedback is appreciated.

Disclaimer: I do not, have not, and never will own Supernatural or any of its characters, and any OCs I put in this are minor and don't matter. So please don't sue me.