Sam slowly opens his eyes to the sound of voices. Sam would say something, but one of the speakers is a stranger. The other is his brother, Dean. That brings him some comfort, but who is this stranger and why was he in the motel? Sam turns his head to look at the pair. Sam couldn't see the man's face, but his hair was brown at the roots growing whiter the further the down they got away. He wears a light brown trench coat and uses his arms a little as he spoke. The visitor stood and Dean sits on one of the green kitchen chairs.
Dean seems to enjoy the other men's company. Sam notes Dean's eyes were greener than usual. His smile remembers Sam of a summer day, which seems so long ago from the dark winter days. Dean laughs and looks at the fool. In this moment he looks nervous. It goes as quick as it came. Sam thinks for a long moment. The way his brother is acting is slightly odd. Why is he acting like this? Sam gazes at his brother and the other man.
Silence invites itself to the room. Dean and the man don't break eye contact, like their eyes are linked together with an invisible rope. All are motionless. Sam eyes widen at the realization that Dean was in love. His big brother was in love!
To normal people this is okay, but Sam and Dean aren't normal, they see 'things'. So does their dad, it's the reason they live in old motels or cheap hotels, if they're lucky. John, their father, can't keep a job or get a house for his sons to stay in. So they keep moving, like the things at the corners of their eyes. When Sam was 4 and Dean was 8, he asked where his mom was and he got a cold, blunt answer, "Dead". In that alone Sam knew his mother was truly dead and gone.
Sam crashes back to now. The stranger's voice speaking the words, "Let go Dean, just for an hour." His voice is ruff and old, not matching his young, clean body. "The last time you said that, I was there almost all night." Unsure words came out of Dean's mouth. "It wasn't that bad, was it? I won't do it again if-" The brown, white hair was cut him off. "No, you have to do it again." (Poor Sammy know want they're talking about.) Dean continues with, "Okay I'll go with you, just for one hour." The other holds out his hand for Dean but he refuse.
The visitor flashes his face Sam's way but he running to the window. Dean follows with a face that spells 'really, grow up.' After a few moments Sam turns his head and sees no one. He sits up to gazes at the window what has been replaced with a swirling, blue 'portal.' It springs around like a crazy river with no meaning. It glows a welcoming light that Sam never got from a home as he had none. He wants to touch it, become one with it. He reached out his hand almost touching the sky blue blur, 'What am I thinking?' was running through Sam's head. He pulls his hand back. 'Fuck it'. Sam jumps into the portal.
Sam is surrounded by scorching water that does not burn, but only for that few moments. Then, he finds himself kneeling on both knees on a forest floor. He looks up to find a fern green forest, with tall trees that beat all others Sam had seen. The smell of pine hits his nose with a hit of rain, but no slight mud. He stands up and looks for his brother. Dean is no way to be see, nor the portal. Sam glued into place in the lonely, cold air. He shrugs out of it and almost tiptoes further into the unknown world. He moved faster from amazement, curiosity and most of all fear. If he moves he might find Dean and that boy.
Sam stops and looked through a clearing in the trees. The night sky is totally black with small, white, shining blobs. Sam thinks it's truly gorgeous. It makes Sam feel bewildered that he never sees the sky like this and all it took was to jump through an unrevealed portal. His fear of being in a new place without his brother or father leaves him. He ganders at the heaven for some time with all his attention on it, nothing can drag him away from the view, not even the dark shapes in the corner. He haven't realised that they had been watching him since he came here.
An ice, cold hand grabs Sam's shoulder; the slight touch makes Sam jump out of his skin and all his fear floods back into his body. He feels like he going to pass out. The hand flies back and Sam spins to see the owner. A towering male to 14 year old Sam looks at him with pale blue eyes and beautiful, ivory skin. The man looks to the side and scratches his face with a long, black finger nail, about the same length as an acrylics nails. Sam looks at Lucifer's clothes and his body. He is young, but older than Dean, maybe 19. He has a small tiara with a red heart hanging from the middle. His body was covered with a blouse like a knight in their down time. His long legs are coved by brown, tight trousers. He didn't wear shoes. Sam now feels undress. He feels the wind hit his almost naked legs and his bare chest.
The crowned teen looked back at Sam. "Hello, I am Lucifer, King of Hearts." The words come out nervous and timid. "I'm Sam, Sam Winchester." He thinks he doesn't sound too scared. Lucifer tilts his head and asks, "Do you need help getting home?" Sam nods, knowing if he speaks he might drown into tears. "Come on Mr. Winchester, I get you back to your universe." Sam spits out, "What?! I'm in another universe?" The King just turns to walks off and says yes as he flails his hand.
Sam is so confuse it takes him a moment to realize that Lucifer has large, brown wings pressed against his back. "Are those r-real?" Sam shudders out. He feels a mixer of amazement and alarm. The older teen becomes still. "Yes. Let's go, there is an opening, I can get you back from there." He starts to walk again, more soldiers like than before. Sam runs after the King of Hearts when he almost fades into the dark of the forest.
10 minutes of following the blonde teen, Sam gets to see the most stunning lake he has ever seen in his life. At the opposite of them is a weeping willow tree. Its vines are skimming the surface water. The lake itself is lit up by fireflies, fluttering around like they were replaying an important message and a single rock in the centre. The rock looks smooth and round. The green grass comes to Sam's knees; he wishes he had shoes on.
Lucifer draws Sam closer to the lake. ½ ways from the shore, Sam feels a sharp pain in his foot and he lets out a short ow. The ruler turns with a worried expression on his face. "Are you okay?" he questions. "I cut my foot, I'll," Sam is cut off by the sound of swooping and the feeling of being picks up. He looks up to see Lucifer cradling him. "I'll carry you." Sam feels a blush creeping on to his cheeks and nose. They break eye contact; Sam looks at Lucifer's chest as it was the most confident positions. The feeling of flying hits Sam like being in an elevator; it left him as quick as it come. He looks away from the white shirt to see they are now on the smooth rock.
Lucifer puts Sam down. Hands linger for bit too long, this was not helping Sam's blush. "I am going with you. Just to make sure you go to the right place." Lucifer holds Sam's hand. His hands are still cold. "Slow your breathing." Sam follows the command. "Think where you want to go." Sam thinks of the motel and his bed. "Close your eyes." Sam slow closes his eyes. He hears the sound of waves crashing around him.
"Open your eyes." When Sam opens his eyes he sees Lucifer's face with a background of the motel. "Thank you." Sam says shyly. "It was nothing, really." Lucifer scratches the back his head. "So do you want me to go?" Lucifer asks as he pushes out his lips. "Can you stay? Just for a bit," rapid to slow Sam asks. Lucifer nods and his eyes fill with joy.
They sit on Sam's bed, not touching. It's now Sam notices Lucifer looks more 'normal'. His large, browns wings are gone. His nails stop at the edge of his fingers, but still black. His clothes are the same other than the crown, it is lacking from his head.
½ an hour pass and they decide it time for Lucifer to go. Before he leaves he leans over to Sam ear and whispers, "If you want to see me again, don't tell Dean." The words spring around his head and when he wakes from his confusion Lucifer is gone. He doesn't know what to do?
Yeah he likes Lucifer, but he stills a stranger. Maybe Lucifer doesn't like, like Sam. Dean didn't tell poor, old Sam he find a beautiful world with ½ animals, ½ humans. Who was Dean with? Dean could take him away from their crazy dad. No, Dean to loyal.
After a long time tossing and turning thinks and these thoughts lead Sam to conclude he isn't going to tell Dean.