Chapter 2- Sam Has a Plan

A/U: Bare with me here, I'm writing this with threat of a tree crashing into my house from this storm.

Sam stumbled upon the lab, and he was pissed. Pissed at the fact that Cas left his soul in hell. Pissed because said angel lied to him for over a year, and last but not least, pissed because Castiel broke down his wall.

He thought Cas was like family to him, that the angel somewhat cared about him. Now he was seeing the error of his ways. Cas wouldn't open Purgatory, Sam would make sure of that.

He walked into the lab expecting to see Castiel and Crowley opening the door to Purgatory. That's not what he found at all.

Raphael was standing over Cas with a sword posed to strike him in the throat . Dean and Bobby were being held against the wall by Crowley, who was watching the scene go down before him with much amusement. Cas' eyes drifted upward to Sam's and the anger he had felt only mere seconds before dissipated.

"Sam-" Cas coughed, splattering blood onto the floor. Raphael glanced at him and sighed. "Really Castiel, this is becoming tiresome. How many humans are going to come to your rescue."

Sam had always been the one to come up with a plan when things went to hell. He thought about his intentions he had when coming here and based a plan off of that. He knew angels could pick up on feelings or whatever else they did. If he could act out of his ass and convince Raphael he was here to kill Cas then maybe…maybe he could stop all of this.

"I'm not here to save him." Sam growled.

Raphael actually turned to face him, a curious expression on his face. "Then what are you here for?"

"I'm here to watch him die."

The expression on Cas' face would be burned into Sam's brain for the rest of his life. Because if he was convince Raphael, then Cas would believe him as well. Unfortunately that meant Dean did as well.

"Sammy…listen to me. I know Cas did some pretty shitty things to you, but this isn't the way to solve it, okay. You can kick his ass after all this is over, alright?"

"Dean you have no idea what I'm going through. All this pain, this hell, it's because of him. He's worse than Lucifer. At least he never lied to me."

"Sam..." Cas choked, unable to say anything to the man. Sorrow consumed the angel whole and he didn't know if he could ever find his way back out.

Dean, on the other hand, couldn't believe what he was hearing. "I have no idea what you're going through? In case you forgot, I went to hell first." Dean shook the water forming in his eyes and continued on. "Sam you aren't thinking straight. Raphael is going to end our world. If Cas dies, then it's over!"

Sam decided this was worse than remembering hell. Although he was faking it, he was betraying his family. The agony in the room was almost palpable.

Then Raphael smirked, and Sam knew he had him. "Let's say I offer you an opportunity. I'll let you kill Castiel. I'll let you be the one that ends his life."

"What's the catch?" Sam asked, because really, when wasn't there one.

"No catch, I give you the sword, you can stab him in the heart, slit his throat, whatever you like. I'm giving you a chance at revenge."

"Sam, stop and think about what you're doing!" Dean shouted desperately at his little brother.

"Boy, this isn't going to set the things happened to you right again. It's not worth it Sam." Bobby tried to convince him.

Raphael offered the sword to him, and he reached out and grabbed it. He turned to face Castiel, and tried to ignore the shouts from Dean.

Castiel looked at Sam, tears in his blue eyes. "Sam, I'm sorry for what I did to you. If I could go back and change it I would-"

"But you can't Cas." Sam spat out the angel's nickname.

"I know…I'm sorry…that it ended like this." Castiel choked out the last few words and trembled.

Raphael rolled his eyes and moved his hand up, Cas moving up with it. "I'll be happy when you're dead, Castiel. I won't have to hear your emotions any longer."

Sam held his breath and stood in front of Cas, he swung the sword back.

"SAM! SAM!" Dean screamed from the wall.

Sam brought the sword down, but at the last second turned to swing the sword into Raphael. He was waiting for the feeling of metal piercing flesh, but the sword only slashed through air. Raphael had disappeared.

Shit!

"Sam?" Cas asked him, unsure whether or not Sam was about to stab him.

"Where did he go?" Sam frantically looked around. Cas eyed the sword in his carefully as Sam stepped closer to him. Sam noticed this and swallowed the bile rising in his throat. "Shit…Cas I'm not going to stab you."

"Oh, but you are Sam." Raphael's voice flooded Sam's ears. The next thing he knew, Raphael was behind him. The archangel grasped his arm and shoved it forward. Sam watched in horror as the blade moved, piercing Cas' chest.