A/N: First of all, I apologise for any mistakes beforehand, English isn't my Native language and I don't have a beta reader. This is mainly a Samifer story but there is also Destiel and eventually there will be some Balthazar/Adam (haven't decided that yet so share your thoughts about it with me please). It's kind of an AU. Sorry if it's a bit messed up, I'm still working on the storyline but it's mostly about Sam and Lucifer getting together. Also, I might be pretty lazy with the update but I won't abandon the story, so please be patient with me!
Hope you will like it! Please review if you have time!
Broken Wings
Part One
"Adam, we've talked about this before." Dean rubbed his temple with a sigh, starting to get impatient.
"I already told you. I don't want to go to any friggin' university." Adam raised his voice annoyed, glaring at his oldest brother.
"Why don't you?"
"Because I want to go with you. I want to become a hunter."
"You will, after you graduated. Don't you understand it will be better for you?"
"Don't you understand I don't want to be left alone again?" Adam retorted loudly.
"Dammit, Adam, you won't be alone. It's not like you will be the only student there."
"You know what I mean. At least, I hope." Dean had a really tough time not to get on his feet and beat the hell out of his half-brother.
Every damned evening was the same. Dean insisted Adam go to university and finish his studies while Adam desperately tried to explain why he don't want to. Bobby gave up a couple of days ago and went in his room every time the conversation started, knowing it would lead to another argument. Sam was sitting quietly, first listening to his siblings then turned his attention to a book or his laptop. Cas was standing close to the wall, his expression never changing, listening to Adam and Dean's fight with a frown. He didn't understand why the Winchester boys had to be so hard-headed.
"You'll go to the university, it's already decided." Dean stated firmly.
"Who the hell are you to decide anything about me?" Adam shouted annoyed.
"I'm your older brother and if I stay it's the best for you, then you better believe me." Dean rose from his seat and stepped closer to Adam, staring down at him provocatively.
"Oh, sorry for not wanting to be eaten by another monster!" Adam yelled, sarcasm so clear in his tone even Castiel realized it, then he stormed out of the room, a large 'bang' signalling that he left the house.
"Dean, why can't he come with us? We should try at least." Sam made a pitiful attempt to persuade his brother but all he achieved was getting a "Shut up!", and Dean also stormed out of the room, swearing to himself.
Sam exchanged a look with Castiel who nodded in silent agreement, and at the next second he disappeared. Sam let out a troubled sigh then stood up to find Adam. This was how they had been spending their days at Bobby's house.
#
After a few minutes of aimlessly walking around outside, Sam had finally spotted his younger brother, sitting on the ground, leaning against a car-wreck. "Hey." He said quietly and sat beside him. Adam only replied with a grunt.
There was a long, almost awkward silence before Sam started speaking.
"Look, I understand how you feel, but you should listen to Dean. He wants the best for you."
"Oh, please, spare me from this." Adam rolled his eyes and sighed frustrated.
"Adam, please." Sam didn't give up yet. "Personally, I would be okay with you coming with us, but also, I think you should finish your studies. I want you to have a normal life."
"Sam, I have been eaten by a fucking ghoul then the angels brought me back from Heaven. I think I've already failed with this 'normal life' stuff." He managed a sour chuckle and Sam couldn't argue with that.
More silent minutes passed and Sam was getting desperate to say something but Adam didn't seem to care about anything.
"Don't push yourself." Finally, Adam broke the silence and looked at Sam, smiling weakly. "I know you want me to understand Dean's opinion. And I do. However, I also want him to understand mine. I've lost my family once; I don't want to lose it again."
And again, Sam was at a loss of words.
#
"Dean." Castiel's voice was a faint sound to Dean's raging mind.
"I'm so gonna kill that son of a bitch. It's high time someone beat some sense into my fucking little half-brother and I swear-"
"Dean!" Finally, Cas' voice reached him and he turned around with a frown.
"What?"
"You should calm down." He said composed which annoyed the oldest Winchester further.
"Cas, how the hell am I supposed to calm down? I don't want Adam to get hurt but that fucking idiot wouldn't listen to me!" He almost shouted and Cas was close to also lose his temper since Dean was getting on his nerves with his stupidity. The whole situation wasn't as tragic as he acted.
"Will you please stop this whole drama? You're acting like a five year old."
"Shut up!" Dean groaned annoyed and turned away, clearly hurt by the truth. He hated when Cas was right about him which was pretty much always.
"Why are you angry at me?" Castiel asked with a frown and Dean rolled his eyes, grunting furiously. Then he counted to ten, took a deep breath then turned.
"I'm not angry at you." He said firmly, obviously having a hard time to keep his temper down. Castiel gave him another frown and Dean knew he had hurt Cas previously with yelling at him to 'shut up'. Suddenly, he felt guilt wash him over and he inhaled deeply, again. "Look, I'm sorry, okay?"
It was the worst, Cas didn't say a word, only examined him with those piercing blue eyes and Dean knew the angel could read him like an opened book without using any of his angel mojo. Then, after which seemed like several hours, Cas stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
Dean was caught off guard but then he slowly wrapped his arms around Cas, burying his face to the spot where neck and shoulder met, inhaling Cas' unique scent, fresh and intoxicating and sweet. He didn't know how Cas was doing it, but he felt strangely calm in a good way as the angel stroked his back softly.
"I know you only want the best for him. However, you should consider Adam's wish, too. You two have to talk about it like grown-ups, and try to find a solution together which you both agree with." Cas said in a quiet tone as he was still hugging Dean, who now pulled back a bit, resting his forehead against Cas'.
"I just- I- really can't." He sighed troubled.
"You can, Dean, I know it." Cas smiled at him encouragingly and Dean felt the urge to kiss him so he leant forward and pressed his lips against the angel's, placing a soft kiss on his mouth.
Castiel was surprised at first but then quickly took the lead and within a second Dean found himself being pinned against the wall, Cas claiming his lips hungrily. A small moan escaped from Dean as the angel slid his tongue into his mouth and he couldn't help but smile at the thought how fast his boyfriend learnt all the dirty things he had showed him. He hated to admit it, but actually, he was getting better than him… not that he really mind it.
#
After a good hour of staring at the starry sky and talking eventually from time to time, Sam finally suggested they should go back and have a good sleep. Adam grimaced at the thought of being under the same roof with Dean but he got up, finally, and headed after Sam towards the house. He didn't have a mood to sleep but didn't want to make Sam worried, so he faked a yawn and went to his room, closing the door after saying "'night."
Sam let out a troubled sigh and entered his own room, feeling really tired. This whole argument between Dean and Adam was getting ridiculous but neither of them would listen to him. Damn them for their stubbornness. He took his shirt off and tossed it carelessly to the floor then tugged his jeans down and left those on the floor too. He threw himself onto the bed, wearing only his boxers, and pulled the blanket over him, closing his tired eyes and entering to dream world almost immediately. He was in a serious need of a decent sleep.
However, he couldn't rest well since he had been having strange dreams in the past few months. He always re-lived their days, sometimes it was the same or at least similar but sometimes it was the exact opposite. He often woke up sweating and trembling, having to keep chanting himself he was awake then. Sometimes, those dreams turned into nightmares and Dean or Cas or Bobby or Adam was killed and he couldn't save them and it was awful, and that was the main reason he didn't sleep much. He was afraid to sleep, to be true. But now, he was so exhausted, he needed it badly and now his dream was calmer than usual.
He was staying in a cheap motel room with Dean and Cas, and after they had discussed the plan, Sam insisted on going shopping, leaving his brother and his angel boyfriend some time private. He closed the door behind himself then turned, only to bump into someone. He was about to apologize, when he realized it was Lucifer standing right in front of him.
"Hi, Sam." He greeted him in a sweet yet threatening smile. Sam panicked and opened the door just to find it empty and for his bad luck, Lucifer pushed him in, locking the door behind them.
"Now, that's how you greet an ol' friend?" He teased with a smirk and Sam clutched his fists in anger.
"What do you want?" He hissed, staring at the Devil. He was starting to panic since he hadn't dreamt of him for more than a month.
"I'm pretty sure you already know what I want." He slowly walked up to Sam who refused to back, though it was really hard to stand still.
"I won't say 'yes'." He stated firmly, his body trembled as his whole mind was shouting him to run away but he refused to listen. He wouldn't run from this son of a bitch. He was a Winchester, and he wouldn't be easily freaked out.
"Oh, yeah, I've heard that before."
"And I won't tell you where I am."
"I'm sure of that." Lucifer nodded with a mischievous grin and Sam gulped hard, finally taking half a step back. He might not be freaked out but having the Devil invading his personal space caused him very much discomfort. And judging by the way Lucifer grinned, the dirty bastard was well aware of that.
"Why don't we just talk, hm?"
"I don't want to talk to you." Sam growled frustrated.
"Are you sure? 'Cause I think you have a lot to say." He teased and reached for Sam who took another step back and his back hit the wall. What the hell, it wasn't there a second ago!
Lucifer ran a finger along his jawline while there was a strange glint in his piercing blue eyes. Sam froze in shock as the cold fingers touched his skin then caught Lucifer's wrist almost immediately, pushing his hand away.
"Leave me alone!" He practically snarled, glaring at the Devil who only smiled at him sweetly.
"Sam, you don't have to be afraid of me. I won't hurt you."
"Oh, really? And why should I trust you?" He replied mockingly.
"Because you're my vessel." Lucifer pointed out as if it would the most obvious thing in the world and Sam looked away, hating to hear it. His stomach jumped in nerve and he really wanted to wake up now but he just couldn't. Lucifer continued after a good minute of silence. "So, why don't you just tell me how you feel?"
"I'd feel better if you just left me alone." Sam spitted, now meeting Lucifer's eyes again.
"Poor Sammy." He sighed dramatically. "You have no idea how much you need me."
"Need you?" He managed a short, sarcastic laugh. "Why would I need you?"
"Because I'm the only one you can rely on." He stated confidently with a smile, crossing his arms over his chest.
"That's a lie." Sam shook his head and took a few steps to the left to get a bit further from the smirking Devil.
"Really? Oh, yes, I almost forgot. There's your dear brother who rather listens to his angel boyfriend than you and who still treats you as a silly five-year-old child and would never acknowledge your opinions even though you're a grown-up man now because to him you will always be little sophomoric Sammy." Lucifer summed up with almost one breath and Sam felt like he was being stabbed in his the heart just now.
There was truth in his words no matter how much he tried to deny it. But if he admitted it, he would betray Dean. He tried to comfort himself that Dean wasn't like this after all but he knew it was all a lie. He wasn't jealous, no, he truly was happy that Dean finally had Cas, someone who he could rely on, but it still hurt that he was always treated like a child.
He didn't know when Lucifer put his hand on his right shoulder and he didn't understand why he didn't push him away immediately. "Only I can understand you, Sam. I've been in a similar situation once and I'll never forget about it." Sam stared at him, frowning in clear confusion as he wondered if he really did hear it right and Lucifer's voice was just a little bit softer than usual. "I'll always be here for you." He said in a serious tone and before Sam could even think of a reply, he was gone, leaving a very confused Sam Winchester alone.
Sam woke up hours later and decided not to mention Lucifer's dream-visit to Dean or Cas. There was no need for them to be worried about something as trivial as Sam's dreams. He could handle it. He would.
#
"So. are you sure this other angel would happily take care of my idiotic little half-brother?" Dean frowned in disbelief and Castiel nodded, though he doubted the 'happily' part.
"Balthazar owns me one, I saved his life once." He explained. "I don't think he is very pleased, but I talked to him, and he would do it. Also, we can trust him, and I think that's the most important."
"And you think Adam would agree with that?" Dean wasn't very certain of that.
"He should come and hunt with us once in a while. You must allow at least that." Castiel stated softly but his voice was firm. It was a command, not a suggestion, and Dean had to admit he was right. He hated it.
"Fine, I'll talk to him." He shrugged but Cas stopped him by grabbing his arm gently.
"I think it would be better if I talked to him. Please."
"He won't listen to you." He snorted.
"Well, he doesn't listen to you either, so I might just try." Cas grinned and after receiving a death-glare from his lover, he left the room. He could have zapped, but he liked walking around in the house. It wasn't a big place after all.
He knocked on Adam's door and entered after getting permission, finding the youngest Winchester sitting on the bed with his knees hugged to his chest. He was obviously sulking and Cas felt bad for him. Dean had been a bit hard on him in the past week even though everyone tried to reason with him. He was unbelievably stubborn.
"Hello, Adam." He greeted him with a small smile. "May I sit?" He gestured and Adam rolled his eyes but nodded anyway. He was angry with Dean not Cas, but he couldn't help being a little annoyed. He suspected Cas came to persuade him in some way, because Dean was getting nowhere to him. He didn't like that idea.
"What do you want?" He asked when the silence became really uncomfortable. Cas was pretty bad at starting conversations.
"I know that you're angry because Dean wants you to-"
"Please, Cas, can we skip this part? I've already got it from Sam." He sighed and it shocked the angel for a moment but nodded.
"Fine. So, I have a friend, Balthazar, who is also an angel, and he would take care of you when we're not around." Adam was about to protest but Cas silenced him with a wave of his hand. "You could come and hunt with us sometimes, me or Balthazar could zap you to anywhere and also, you won't be alone and your brothers won't worry about you. I'm not trying to persuade you, just think about it. I can summon Balthazar here, if you'd like." He offered, smiling.
"No, thanks."
"Okay."
There was another long silence and Adam let out a long sigh. "I'll think about it, you can go now." The angel nodded again and left frowning. He didn't understand the Winchesters at all, they were a real mystery.
When the door closed behind Castiel Adam lied down the bed, troubled. He didn't want to lose the argument against Dean but the more he thought about what Cas had said, the more he was starting to like the idea. No, not like, but he thought he should give it a try. It wouldn't be so bad after all though he didn't fancy the idea to have an angel babysitting him. It was… awkward and definitely not cool. However, he was pretty sure Dean wouldn't agree with him staying with them so he might as well accept this 'deal'. He was getting tired of arguing… And he hadn't met any angels beside Castiel yet, so he was curious about this Balthazar guy.
They might get along well.
#
Sam was standing at the kitchen counter, making himself a sandwich with lots of cheese and ham for breakfast, being so lost in his thoughts he didn't notice Dean coming downstairs. It was very rare, because – believe me – those sounds could be heard even from a mile away.
"Hey, man!" He greeted him in a cheerful tone, which was also unusual, and Sam unintentionally jumped in surprise, causing Dean to frown. "What?"
"You scared the hell out of me." Sam complained, turning to face his brother, holding his food in one hand. Dean's eyes literally lit up and he immediately forgot to question Sam about why was he acting so odd.
"Those are for me, right?" He grinned triumphantly when Sam gave him a resigned sigh and handed the big sandwich to him, turning back to the counter to make another one. He wasn't that hungry anyway, he just had to do something to distract himself and he had to admit, it wasn't really successful. His stomach jumped in nerve as he remembered his dream-talking with Lucifer and was really grateful that Dean was paying his attention to the sandwich now.
After a few minutes of silence Sam took a seat opposite Dean at the small table and started eating slowly after technically protecting his other sandwich from his hungry and greedy brother. "Make your own." Sam rolled his eyes and stretched his arm out so Dean couldn't reach the sandwich now.
After an annoyed "bitch" Dean stood up and walked to the counter, preparing some more food to himself and for Castiel. The angel didn't really need to eat but he liked to do it once in a while and Dean was happy to make food for him. Also, he deserved something good after persuading Adam to start attending university. He was now a kind of hero in Dean's eyes though he would never admit that aloud.
"Okay, do I want to know what's up with you?" Sam asked, eyeing his brother suspiciously as he was cooking.
"What?" Dean sent him a quick glance then turned back to the stove.
"Dean, you're cooking." Sam pointed out slowly. He only shrugged.
"Felt like doing something."
"C'mon man, are you gonna tell me or not?" Sam pushed a little. He felt a bit guilty since he didn't even plan telling his brother about Lucifer, but now, he was damn curious about what had gotten into him.
"I won." Dean grinned, but Sam only frowned confused, so he added. "Adam's going to the university."
It was… unexpected. Sam was pretty shocked because their argument on the previous day didn't promise anything good. "How?"
"Well, Cas had this idea." Dean started. "He has an angel-friend or something, Balthazar, and he is willing to take care of Adam and I agreed to come and hunt with us once in a while so… everything is okay, now." He grinned again then turned to pay more attention to the food, leaving Sam alone with his thoughts, knowing he might need some time to grasp the sudden information. It meant they would be back to hunting in no time and he knew Sam wasn't fond of their 'job'. However, Sam was worried about far worse things than hunting. Like, about Lucifer.
#
"What do you mean by 'I'm not that welcomed'?!" Dean practically yelled in anger but Cas only put a hand on his right shoulder, trying to calm him down.
"Please, don't you trust me?"
"I trust you, Cas, but the same does not goes to that Balthazar bitch." Dean snarled and Cas grimaced at the insult.
"He is my brother, Dean." He pointed out in a quiet but firm tone and damn, why was Dean feeling so guilty again? He took a deep breath, trying to calm down.
"Besides, we will be away only for an hour or two. You'll get to meet him, eventually, I promise." Castiel smiled and though Dean didn't really like the idea he nodded, rolling his eyes. Probably, it was the closest thing to approval he could get out of his boyfriend.
"Dammit, fine." Dean growled, clearly hurt he had to lose an argument, again. He didn't like it.
"I'll be back." Cas smiled softly and gave him a quick kiss before zapping out of the room.
"What's wrong with me?" Dean rubbed his temple annoyed as he lied down the bed, trying to get some sleep. Ever since he and Cas got together, he wasn't his usual self anymore. It was nothing serious or big, it was just a feeling of something changed inside of him, something he had never felt before and it was scary how easily his life had been turned from upside down and how he couldn't really care about it because he had Castiel.
#
"Most people suffer from a form offear of medical proceduresduring their life. There are many different aspects of this fear and not everyone has every part. Some of these parts include fear of surgery, fear of dental work and fear of doctors (involving fear of needles). These fears are often overlooked, but when a patient has one to the extreme it can be very damaging to their health."
"Well, surgery is still better than a ghoul." He scoffed as he turned to the next page. He was leaning on the bed in his temporary room, reading some kind of medical book about different types of fears. It was interesting. He was still curious about these kind of things and deep in his heart, he wanted to continue his studies. He still wanted to become a doctor. However, he also knew it was impossible. It would have been better if he had become a hunter and wouldn't waste the precious time to some silly university. Because seriously, what hope did he have to have a normal life? Those monsters would never stop coming and even if he would want to be out of this whole madness, he would be dragged back just like Sam. He didn't want that. But Sam and Dean could get good use of his medical knowledge and acquaintanceship in the near future so he thought it was okay to start attending university even if that meant he had to admit Dean was right…
"Starting with the youngest, fear of surgery is extremely common among young children. Explained best by Christine Gorman in Kids and Surgery, "Surgery is scary enough for adults. But imagine what goes through the mind of a three-year-old when he sees a doctor or nurse all suited up and wearing a surgical mask: "It's a monster! It's got big eyes and no mouth! It's taking me away from Mommy and Daddy."
"Ugh, that's pretty bad." He commented as he continued reading. "But still, rather a surgeon than a ghoul…"
"No wonder half of all children from ages of 2 to 10 show evidence of distress-"**
Suddenly, there was a flutter of wings and as soon as Adam had turned his head, Cas was already standing right beside his bed.
"Adam." Cas greeted him.
"Hi, Cas." Adam said casually, frowning a bit. "What's up?"
"I'm here to take you to Balthazar. You should check the place yourself, then you could move there as soon as possible, to start school."
"Wha-what? Now? It's already started a month ago." Adam was pretty surprised. He thought he would start later, like in the next term or something.
"The sooner the better." Cas replied and Adam couldn't decide if he knew what he was thinking or it was written all over his face. Considering it was Cas, probably the first one.
"Okay." He sighed after a bit of hesitation, knowing that opposing would be meaningless. Also, he was curious.
After he had stood up, Cas placed a hand on his shoulder and he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was standing on a street, in front of a small yet pretty two-story house, with a beautiful garden on the front. The whole street had slightly similar houses and there were nice gardens and big trees everywhere. The whole place was quiet and calm but not in a distressing way.
Suddenly, the front door swung open and a man, or an angel in a human vessel to be exact, appeared in the doorway, smiling widely.
"Cassie, long time no see." He grinned and Adam had to hold back a chuckle at the nickname. He wondered if Dean knew it. Probably no.
"Balthazar." Cas wagged as he walked up to his brother, Adam slowly following him. "He is Adam, the Winchester's sibling." He introduced and Adam nodded.
"Hello."
"So, you're the kid I have to take care of." Balthazar wondered aloud and Adam's eyes twitched. He didn't like the way Balthazar was referring to him. He wasn't a kid and he didn't need to being taken care of. "Yes, you are." Balthazar added with a cheeky smirk and Adam sent him a glare. He hated when angels read his mind, it was disturbing.
"Balthazar, please." Cas sighed.
"Oh, c'mon guys, I'm just joking." He grinned and patted Adam's back. "Let's get in, I'll show you around."
Adam really didn't appreciate the way Balthazar was treating him but probably it was his way to be friendly so he could get used to it, eventually. Maybe.
#
Sam was walking from wall to wall in the empty living room, taking short sips of the air. He knew what he was about to do was stupid and if anyone would ever find out he was done but he was so curious. Who would find it out anyway? Cas and Adam went to that Balthazar guy, Bobby was working on a small case miles away, and even Dean wasn't there, saying he would do some shopping because they were running low on food. It was a pretty bad lie because after he had left Sam checked the fridge and it was almost full and it was so obvious he was annoyed or mad at Cas and he just needed some fresh air. All in all, Sam was alone, reading a very ancient book about angels and demons and other supernatural creatures when a question popped up in his mind.
He really shouldn't do what he was about to but he couldn't help. Finally, he went upstairs and shut the door of his room, sitting on the bed and closing his eyes.
"Lucifer? Do you hear me? We should talk." He said, waiting impatiently, but there was nothing. "C'mon Lucifer, we really need to talk. Please!" He added the final word hesitantly, but it was effective. At the next moment, he found himself in an old, desolate graveyard. The sun was shining brightly and it gave the whole scene an oddly beautiful view. The tombs being all weedy, some of them even broken, shining in the sunlight… It was simply gorgeous. He was so lost in the view he jumped as a familiar voice greeted him.
"Hello Sam! Did you miss me?" Lucifer grinned mockingly and Sam turned to him, a serious glint in his eyes.
"I have a question." He stated firmly even his instinct was practically screaming him to stop.
"Now, isn't it interesting?" Lucifer grinned, leaning against a marble headstone. "And why would I answer any of your questions?" He raised an eyebrow playfully.
"Because I'm your vessel." Sam quoted him and the Devil had to admit Sam came up with a pretty good reason. He chuckled slightly then shrugged.
"Fine."
Sam was rather surprised how easily it went but he didn't want Lucifer to change his mind so he asked without hesitation.
"How can you use Nick as a vessel?"
"Really, Sam? I thought you have a much better question." He shook his head, disappointed.
"Just answer." Sam growled annoyed. 'Damn, why does he have to be such an ass…?'
"I've heard that, Sammy." Lucifer pointed out with a frown. Sam only sent him a glare and he stood up properly, hiding his hands into the pocket of his worn jeans. "Before I answer you, answer me first."
"What?" Sam should have known it wouldn't be so simple. Lucifer was the Devil after all.
"Why do you care?"
"I don't care. I just don't understand." Sam replied almost immediately. What a joke, he would never care about anything related to him. Still, Lucifer didn't seem to be pleased with the answer so after minutes of silence Sam gave up and sighed. "I thought you couldn't use anyone but me as a vessel. Now you're using Nick again, and there aren't any sign of the vessel being damaged or getting near to exploding, so how?"
"Are you jealous, Sammy?" Lucifer teased.
"Very funny."
Lucifer eyed him with a strange glint in his eyes and a sneer of amusement. "I fixed him, so it should be okay I think." He answered finally, but it wasn't very specific.
"How?" Sam was persistent to get a proper answer out of the Devil.
"Really, Sam, why do you insist having a conversation with me? I thought you didn't even want to see me again." Lucifer asked bluntly and Sam could only gape like a fish. Really, what was he doing? Getting along with the Devil? He was at a loss of words for several minutes and Lucifer's ice-cold eyes piercing through him didn't help the slightest.
"I-I don't know." He admitted finally and Lucifer moved his head a bit curiously. "I'm just… curious, and I wanted to ask."
"Let me tell you something new, Sammy." Lucifer was approaching him while speaking. "You're craving for attention. You want someone to talk to. We've been through a lot together, when you were my vessel. You got to know things about me and I got to know things about you." He reached Sam at last and placed a hand on his left shoulder. Sam jerked slightly but didn't move away. "We share a bond. You need me. That's why you're here."
"No, that's not true." Sam shook his head, trying to step back but Lucifer didn't allow him.
"You can lie as much as you want but deep down, you already know I'm right. Why else would you be here? With me?" Lucifer might was right. Sam hated to admit it, but yes, he could feel it. He didn't call him because he was curious or he had questions… he just needed an excuse to meet him. Because he wanted to.
He lifted his gaze to meet Lucifer's ice-blue eyes, being at a loss of words again. He knew he should push him away, tell him to go away and never appear again but that wasn't what he wanted, and the realization was awfully painful. His breathe quickened when Lucifer slid an arm around his waist and pulled him closer and his whole body trembled as his other hand snaked to his nape. This wasn't happening, Sam couldn't believe it. The last thing he saw was Lucifer leaning forward with a slight of uncertainty in his beauti- no, no, I mean blue eyes then Sam closed his eyes, waiting Lucifer to finally reach him. However, that never happened.
"Sam, wake up, dammit!" Dean's rough voice almost pierced his ears and he practically jumped awake, panting heavily.
"What?" He mumbled confused.
"We have a case, come on." Dean said and was already gone. Sam tried to calm his breathing down, his heart was beating so fast it almost ripped out of his chest and the whole world seemed to fall apart around him. 'What the HELL?!' It was the main question in his mind beside hundreds of others. Lucifer had almost kissed him… and he would have allowed it. He was starting to turn into a huge mess…
#
It was safe to say that Adam wasn't very fond of Balthazar. There was something weird about him but Adam couldn't explain what it was. It was just a feeling, he felt strange around him. 'It might be because he is an angel. I'm not used to being around them.' He kept telling himself. He wouldn't change his mind now. He decided to go to university, live with Balthazar in that pretty house and hunt with his half-brothers once in a while. He would get used to Balthazar; it was only a matter of time.
So when Cas and he were back again, he told him it was okay, and could see the tiny bit of relief in Castiel's eyes. Obviously, he was nervous about what would Adam say. Adam sent him a small smile then asked him to speak with Dean because he still wasn't in the mood for talking to him. Cas nodded and left and Adam started to pack his things. He would move in the day after tomorrow, on Sunday, so he could start school on Monday.
The plan seemed flawless but there was one distressing thing about it… Has ever the Winchester's plan turned out exactly as planned?
#
"So, this article says there were three wild animal attacks in the past two weeks in Antigo, Wisconsin." Dean turns the laptop towards Sam, so he could also read it.
"Werewolves?" The younger Winchester asked without glancing at the screen. He was glad he could even think of that much, his thoughts were spinning and he could barely form a coherent thought but he didn't want Dean to realise there was anything strange with him.
Dean nodded. "Probably. I couldn't find any report so we should go and figure it out ourselves."
"Do you want Adam to come-?"
"No." Dean cut him off before he could finish his sentence. "He is supposed to start school on Monday."
"Don't you think… that maybe, he could come with us for this one? Just to calm him down." Sam did a last attempt but of course it was useless because Dean was just as hard-headed as always.
"No, he starts school, we go hunt and then we would teach him a few things during Christmas holiday. We'll take him out to kill some monster as a Christmas present."
"Please, tell me you don't seriously think you're funny." Sam sighed tired and Dean stopped grinning. Actually, he did think but judging by Sam's disapproving glare he knew he might be wrong.
"Okay, so you go and get some silver and I'll tell Cas and Adam the plan for the weekend." Dean stated and stood up, walking out of the living room. Still having his mind in a whole different word, Sam also left to prepare the silver knives and bullets. He needed to focus on something other than Lucifer…
** - got this from Wikipedia
