A/N – Seems my muse is entertained by this idea so it is actually being cooperative. Thanks to BloodieRosie, Samgirl19, and Panda24 for being my first reviewers and the story has only been up for like 5 hours. That being said I started working on the next chapter (this one :P) Reviews make me smile.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of it's characters.

Saving Sam
Chapter 2

Pain shot through his body as the electricity did it's best to turn him medium well, and then it just all stopped. Lucifer was standing over him jeering down at him then it faded to black as his mind and body just needed to rest. He felt himself being removed from the bed; the touch of the person soothed him, very un-Lucifer-y. Seconds later he was deposited onto a very soft bed, words he couldn't make sense of fluttered through his damaged mind.

The fear he felt was gone, he no longer felt Death following him. Even if Death was a pretty decent guy, he wasn't ready to die… again.

Sam wasn't sure how long he had been asleep, a day maybe two, but he was definitely tired of lying down. He opened his eyes, taking in the darkness that surrounded him in the room, and allowed time for them to adjust. He sat up in the large plush bed, noting that he had never seen this room before, fear started to rise up in his chest. He looked to the bedside table, to check the time, only to find a Piece of paper with his name in large letters propped up against the lamp. At first he stared at the letter laying there, unsure about picking it up, then he leaned over and turned on the lamp. He took the piece of paper in one hand and read what was written there.

Sam,

I know you are probably wondering where you are, I can promise you that you are safe. I need you to trust me when I say that I will not let anything bad happen to you. I wish to tell you this in person but I am unsure if you would believe me, due to our past interactions. All you have to do is call out and I will be there.

Please do not be afraid, you should not fear or hate me.

'Who the hell leaves something like that unsigned? Trust me but I won't tell you who I am? Call out and I will come but I won't tell you who I am? What kind of Tric…. Oh that fucker.' He crumpled up the paper as he ranted in him mind.

"Gabriel? What are you playing at here?" Sam clenched his fists as he looked around the room. He heard the trademark flutter of wings alerting the arrival of his host.

"Sam I mean you no harm" Amber eyes met fury filled hazel ones.

"Bullshit. Was it you that made me go insane? Was that one of your tricks? Cause if it was I don't understand you, I really don't. Or is this the trick? Where am I and where is my brother?" Sam was seething.

"No Sam, You went crazy because my foolish little brother broke your mind. I saved your life. When I found you, you were being electrocuted by a demon, ten minutes more of that and you would have died. Where was your brother or hell my brother then? Yes I know I have tricked you in the past but I would have never hurt you like Cas and Lucifer have." He looked away from the man sitting in his bed, noting the small flinch that came from Lucifer's name.

"If this isn't a trick then why did you save me? Why do you care?" he asked after taking in what the angel across the room had said.

"Well you are likely to not believe one of the reasons I have, but the main reason is I just care. When you were born all of the angels knew about you. Even me, during my time as Loki and the Trickster, I would hear them talk about you like you were just a toy to be played with. You and your brother were supposed to be my brother's vessels, their puppets, so that they could have their battle. My father made you have free will but 'destiny' had imposed this upon you and your brother." Gabriel spoke with a sigh.

"Well welcome to my life, but that still doesn't answer my question Gabriel." Sam looked at the angel curiosity building up inside of him.

"I was tired of seeing you being hurt. And we share a bond" Gabriel's voice dropped to almost a whisper.

"Uh, we have a what?"

"Angels have been known to form bonds with humans; they are long lasting and unbreakable. It is unknown what starts the bond but once started the angel feels protective of the human they are bonded with. They can feel the human spirit and hear their voices from anywhere. I felt your life force fading, I felt indescribable fear and panic filling me, and then I heard you call out. It may not have been directed to me but I heard it and I went to you. I saved you." Gabriel didn't meet the eyes of the other man because he wasn't sure he could handle what they might reveal about the man's feelings towards what was just revealed.

"I think I need to lie back down, this is just too much right now." Sam pinched the bridge of his nose before settling back down into the bed, facing away from the angel in the room. Sometime after that he heard the snap of fingers that turned the lamp off, and presumably marked the departure of Gabriel.

'Did he just say Sleep well Sam. To me?'

Castiel watched the man sitting at the bar beside him, Dean had been taking shots of whatever he could get the bartender to serve him, knowing that soon he'd have to help the man home. He had been like this for two weeks ever since Sam went missing. Cas did his best to watch out for him, taking away his pain from the hangovers, providing food in between bars. Cas watched his friend sink down into depression.

*Flashback*

"Dean, I'm back" Cas spoke to the man laying curled up on the bed, clutching what looked like one of Sam's old shirts. Cas knew Dean was still awake, though the man made no attempts of showing that he had heard anything.

"I have your pie, it was fresh I made sure of it. It's still warm Dean" Cas had unpacked the aforementioned pie and went over to the bed with it. Still no reply.

"I'll just sit it here on the bed for you Dean" Cas sat the plate down on the pillow beside Dean's face and placed a hand on his friends shoulder. "You shouldn't let it sit too long Dean, it'll get cold."

The next night when Cas went to check on Dean he noted that while the pie was currently upside down on the floor, it was uneaten.

'Not good, Dean turned away pie? I have to speak to Gabriel'

*End Flashback*

"Dean, Come on, time to go back to the room." Cas had started to pull his friend away from the bar, but Dean wasn't going to make that an easy task.

"Noo Cassstiel, lemme finish mydrinks." Dean grabbed a few empty shots before finding one that was full. Knocking it back he lost his grip on the bar and fell against Castiel's chest.

"Nope, you're done Dean. Heaven help me." He half dragged dean back to the motel room they shared.

Once Dean was asleep Castiel decided that he needed to talk to Gabriel again.

"Little Brother, what can I do for you?" Gabriel sucked on a lollipop as he eyed the disheveled state that the younger angel appeared to be in.

"You can return Sam, Or I fear Dean might cease to function." Cas spoke quietly without focusing on his brother.

"Sam just woke up, I need to know that he is ok before I let him leave. I can provide Sam with his phone to contact his brother if perhaps that will show Dean that his brother is alive" He had figured that the older Winchester would have a hard time without Sammy around.

"Thank you Gabriel. But you know Sam will have to be returned to Dean, a phone call will only raise his spirits for so long. I hate seeing him in so much pain and knowing that it could be avoided. I'm sure you understand brother." Blue eyes met amber ones.

"I do" with a snap of his fingers he vanished, leaving the younger angel alone.

After Gabriel left Sam had decided to explore the room that he was in, it was pretty much bare, holding only the bed, a small side table, a dresser and a desk. The room was unusual though in the fact that it had windows that opened up to brick walls and no door. He returned to the bed, he had become tired from his search and he assumed that he was still weak from his near death ordeal.

Hours later Sam wakes up, still in the same room, but notices that there is another note laying against the lamp on the bedside table. He picked it up and read the two words on it.

Call Dean.

He hadn't noticed a phone in the room when he explored earlier, but apparently on the bedside table his cellphone had appeared. The quickly grabbed it and dialed Dean's number.

"Sam? Sammy is that you?"

"Yes Dean, it's good to hear your voice again"

"What the fuck man! You've had me worried Sammy. Where are you, where have you been?"

"Well um, I woke up yesterday in a room. Gabriel.."

"Gabriel? What is that fucker up to? What did he do to you? I swear I don't care if he's an Angel I will kill him if he's hurt you."

"Calm down Dean. He actually saved me from demons frying my melon at the Loony bin. Speaking of which, my hallucinations are not as severe as they were, I think he helped with that too."

"Why is he suddenly all anxious to help you Sam? Cas said.."

"Wait Castiel is alive? Last time we saw him he went into the lake to release the Leviathan's and before that? Oh yeah he was breaking my mind and was playing God. "

"Sam Cas is not the bad guy here, you're holed off in some far away room, locked up by Gabriel. Doesn't that concern you? Or the fact that I've thought you were dead for the last 3 weeks?"

"I'm sorry Dean, I don't feel like Gabriel is going to hurt me, He's helped me. How have you been holding up?"

"Let's just say it's been hell. See you when Gabriel gets bored of you"

Sam stared at his phone for a moment before hanging up.

'Great now Dean is pissed at me. I just fucking woke up here, it's not like I asked for him to hurt like that.'

"Gabriel! We need to talk." He called out, sadness filling him as he realizes just how long his brother thought he was dead for. Moments later there was a flutter of wings.

"You're awake, How are you feeling?" Gabriel sat on top of the dresser and studied Sam's face.

"You didn't tell me that Dean thought I was dead, for three weeks now. How could you have done that to him?" Anger rose up in Sam's chest as he eyed the angel sitting across the room from him.

"I told Cas that you were alive and safe, Cas told Dean, but he didn't believe him. And you could have called him sooner but I had to let you recover from the hallucination driven insomnia and the attempted frying of your bacon. How are you? Any hallucinations or pain or headaches? Anything?" Gabriel slid off of the dresser and walked toward the bed.

"I'm fine, I just want to go back to my brother. If you have a bond with me or care even the slightest you'd know that keeping me from him is going to cause both me and him a lot of pain and heart ache." Sadness filled his words as he followed Gabriel's movements.

"But I wish to keep you safe.." Gabriel words were cut off as he reached the bed, he sat down beside Sam.

"But he's my brother" Tears threatened to fall as he takes in the amber eyes watching him.

"I know he is" Gabriel pulls Sam into a hug. Sam at first was startled by the hug, but after a moment or two he gives into the warmth and security he feels wrapped in the archangels strong arms.

"I have to go to him, but you can come too" The words come out broken and choppy from the unleashing of tears. Sam hugs back, clinging to Gabriel, and cries into his chest.

"I'd like that, Sam" He whispers into the younger man's hair as he comforts his human.

A/N – There is a lot of Dialog in this, I am sorry about that. But this is 2 chapters out in roughly 12 hours so I see that as a good sign. Hopefully the pace will be steady and the muse will stay cooperative.