Disclaimer: I only own Supernatural in my dreams.

I was only in the cage for about five years before the angels came to take me to heaven. During that time, although Sam was tortured mercilessly, Michael and Lucifer never laid a hand on me. It wasn't that they never tried, they did, but every time they made a move towards me Sam would stand protectively in front of me, blocking their path. We both knew it wouldn't stop them if they really wanted to get at me, but still he did it. For the archangels it was a welcome challenge, and they made a game of it, everyday they made Sam an offer, if he would let them put me on the rack, then they would not torture him that day. Everyday he gave them the same answer, no, and so everyday they would take him to the rack, where they would torture him, then they would heal him, and then torture him again, and so on. The whole time that I was there he never once said yes. When the angels finally came to get me, after saying my goodbyes to Sam, who the angels were unable to rescue, I finally asked him what I had always wondered, why did he go through all that pain for me? I'll never forget the answer he gave me,

"You're family, and family is worth it."