Hello fellow Fan fiction readers. It is my pleasure to present my stories to you all. Fan fiction is great and not a day goes by that I don't read it!

This is a humble attempt to write a story around the supernatural brothers. Supernatural is the best. And J2 are my love..

So, read and enjoy the story. I am more into Hurt!Sam. Dean is the best protective big brother!

AN: This story is set in season 5. I found the brothers relation very discouraging. This is something to change that. Enjoy!

A Prayer of Faith.

Chapter 1

Sam Winchester had always believed in God. And His Angels. He prayed all his life. He can still hear his mother's sweet soft voice saying " Angels are watching out for you". He can still make out the pale shadow of her outline, her blond hair framing her beautiful face, as she hunched over his crib and sang 'hey jude' to him and told him about angels and how they would protect him. Those were the only real memories he had of his mother. He dreamt them on a good day. And watched her slashed open burning on the ceiling above him on bad days. Which was almost always.

Sam prayed since he was a little kid. Dean had taught him a small prayer to say along with his wishes to God. He prayed for his mommy to return and hold her as she used to. He prayed for daddy to stop crying and lift him high before he tucked him to bed at night. God answered those prayers in form of Dean. His big brother held him, fed him, told stories and tucked him at night. He was not mommy or daddy but Sam was thankful that his prayers were answered in a way and that God was listening. His faith never decreased.

When he came to about the dark things in the world, he prayed for the safety of his family. He prayed that they would return unharmed and never leave him alone. His dad had made him remember the emergency number he would need whenever it took more than four days for them to return. He prayed he would never need it. God answered his prayers. They always returned injured and bloody, but they came back. That was all Sam needed to keep his faith.

Stanford was the answer of all his prayers for normalcy. He wanted a normal life, a clean house, warm home food and a regular job. He loved studying and wanted to become something other than a hunter. He wanted to save lives and be with his family but not as a hunter. He got that opportunity with the acceptance letter from Stanford. But he lost his family. With the final " Don't you ever come back" statement from his father and a speechless brother, Sam packed his bag and started a normal life in Stanford. He was happy there. He was building a life. Until the love of his life ended up slashed and burning on the ceiling. Just like his brother.

He had prayed for a life with Jessica. He didn't get that. Now he prayed for the chance to find that thing that had destroyed his family's life and kill it. Those prayers turned to finding strength to help Dean through Dad's death and to kill him if there ever was a need. He prayed that it won't end bloody for his brother because it deserved so much more than all of this.

But even after all the praying his brother still went to Hell. For him. The agonizing months where he searched and struggled to find a way to break the deal were of no use. The constant prayers to save Dean were futile. He was left alone with another path of vengeance and empty prayers to bring his brother back.

He was beyond happy when he learned that his brother was back. And that a real angel had brought him back to him. He felt as if God had finally answered his prayers and was watching out for him. He never realized that the Angels are only brought him back for their own selfish reasons. To play them against each other and convince his brother that Sam was a monster. Dean was broken from hell and all Sam wanted was to be there and heal him. But all he did was rile his brother up and land him in a precarious position. Where he had to chose him or the world. Dean was the hero and the savior of this world. Even though Sam knew that, he went ahead and tried to stop the apocalypse in his own demon tainted twisted way. All he got from that was a brother that didn't trust him and a world that was about to end.

From then on the prayers became frequent. God was not to be found. The Angels were on their own quest to stop the apocalypse and Dean was their hero to do that. He had no use except be there for his brother and try to gain his brother back. He wanted nothing else. He prayed for nothing else.

The first angel that he had ever met looked at him with distrust and called him a 'the boy with the demon blood'. That stung but he was forever grateful to him to bring Dean back. He went on to become an unusual ally and friend. Sam was on the top of the Hunter hit list. He wasn't surprised. After all he had started the apocalypse. The way to stop it was hard. So they turned towards to the next easy thing. Kill the one who started it. Dean vowed to protect him and they both started to carefully hide from hunters and demons who wanted to repay for his 'deed'.

That was one of the reasons Sam was completely unprepared from an attack from an angel. He was helpless as the angel drove a angel blade through his chest and pinned him to the faded motel wall. He looked through baffled and glassy eyes at the thunderous and angry expression of the angel. He had always thought of them as peaceful and soft. But what he saw there was something that he had always seen on his father's face and his own. Revenge. The angel had been looking for one and he had finally found it.

Sam Winchester had prayed all his life. He believed in God and His angels. He prayed for his protection. He finally found the answer to that prayer as he lay bloody on the floor, his demon tainted blood pooling around him and darkness creeping around the edges. He was protected. From himself. Forever.

Sam prayed no more.

To Be Continued…..

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Shreya .S.