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Chapter 3: The Winchesters' Guardian

When Sam woke up next morning, he was back in the motel room he and Dean were staying, but Dean wasn't there. Sam noticed he was still naked and decided to take a shower. It felt good; it helped him to relax about what had happened the previous night, although he still had the spicy taste of Lucifer in his mouth. Dean came in half hour later and he was surprised to see his brother there.

"Sammy, are you ok?" Dean asked worried and approached his brother.

"Yeah. I'm fine, Dean." Sam answered.

"Where the hell have you been? I looked for you everywhere. What happened last night?" Dean asked.

Sam swallowed saliva before telling. "Well, I got Lucifer out. And… he fixed me."

"Really?" Dean asked incredulous. Sam nodded at him. "So… you're fine." Dean said happily.

"Yes. Like new." Sam answered with a smile, although it wasn't really a question. "I don't remember a thing about Hell."

Dean smiled too in relieve and happiness; he finally had his little brother back together. Then his mind returned to central question "Wait, that doesn't explain where you've been."

"I… I've been with Lucifer. I mean… to find out what he plans to do now." Sam rephrased it when he realized what it sounded like... and there was no way he was going to tell Dean about it.

"So… what is he planning?" Dean asked a bit suspicious.

"Well, he says he gave up the Apocalypse."

"Really?" Dean asked surprised. "Do you believe him?"

Sam took a moment to answer. "I believe he was telling the truth." He didn't know why but he believed in Lucifer.

"Well that's something…" Dean said relieved because he feared that freeing Lucifer brought more harm than good. It was one less thing they had to worry about.

As days passed, Sam's life returned to normality. While they hadn't new information about the Leviathan, they worked on smaller cases. Dean was glad for having his brother back and Sam was glad for getting Lucifer off of his mind. It had been two weeks since he had freed Lucifer and Sam was grateful for never seeing him again.

One morning, Sam woke up early; the sun was starting to rise, but he still had had a good night of sleep. Sam opened his eyes, startled and quickly sat up on the bed when he saw Lucifer leaned against the wall with arms crossed, staring at him.

"Did anyone ever tell you you look beautiful when you're asleep?" Lucifer said in a low voice, with a tiny smile.

Sam looked at Dean to see if he had noticed Lucifer's presence, but Dean was still sleeping. Sam watched as Lucifer approached his bed slowly, wondering what he was going to do and he even questioned if that was happening in his head or not.

"No. You're not hallucinating, Sammy." Lucifer told him.

For a second he felt relieved but then… he didn't know if that was good or a bad thing.

"Please don't tell me you're going over a tantrum and you stopped talking to me." Lucifer sat on the bed with a fake hurt look.

Sam rolled his eyes and exhaled. "What do you want?" he asked hostilely.

He made a happy face because Sam had talked to him. "Well, I've been some time absent. Things changed around here. Like those big-mouthed vicious snakes…" Sam was looking at him clueless. "The Leviathans." Lucifer explained.

"You've met them?" Sam asked.

"I sliced one or two and turned them into sushi. They're harder to kill than I thought… and more disgusting too." Lucifer made a hateful look.

"Tell me about it." Sam unwittingly agreed. "Do you know anything about them?"

"Err, I'm the new one in the neighborhood, remember? That's why I came to my favorite human… To get information about those ugly things. Like how are they walking the Earth?" Lucifer sounded surprised, possibly because the Leviathans were well locked for billions of years. "Somehow I suspect you've been involved in that…" He and Dean had the habit to be present in the worst situations.

"That's a long story…"

"Then I'll make it short." Without a warning Lucifer brought a hand to Sam's jaw and kissed him. During the kiss a lot of images passed through Sam's mind, memories, mostly since he got back from Hell. They were passing so fast that it was making his head hurt. For a second Sam lost the notion of the reality and when Lucifer pulled back and he opened his eyes, he had Lucifer sat on his lap over the sheet.

Sam looked at him first in surprise and fear and then upset. "Did you really have to do that?" Sam asked in a louder voice.

"Shh. You don't want wake Dean, do you? What were you going to tell him if he saw us like this?" Lucifer teased him and then he changed the subject. "About your question… If any other angel watched your memories of one year in 5 seconds, you'd be dead." He explained. "But if you're talking about the kiss… No I didn't had to, I just wanted to."

There was a moment of silence while Lucifer played Sam's memories in his head. "Hum, who would thought… My little brother…" Lucifer commented. "He can't say I didn't warn him…"

"You warned him about what?" Sam wondered because Lucifer had been in hell. He couldn't have talked to Castiel.

"I mean, it was obvious. If you were able to kill me, or trap me… Castiel would be the next on the hit list. We're not so different after all." No. Although Castiel had done some things wrong, Sam didn't think he was like Lucifer. Sure there were some aspects they had in common, but Castiel was different.

"Since the first time we met I knew there was something about him… He's different from all other angels." Lucifer kept thinking out loud. "We're supposed to feel nothing and the ones that feel, hate humans. But not Castiel, he actually likes you. He has such… loyalty toward you and Dean." This was one of Castiel's qualities that amazed him. Lucifer had worked with Demons and other creatures for a common purpose, but there was never loyalty. If something went wrong, they'd turn against him or run away. But Castiel had no other intention than ensure Sam and Dean's safety.

"Loyalty?" Sam asked because, who was he to judge Cas but, even for a short time he betrayed them and turned on them… or they turned on him, it was too complex. The point was that they weren't on the same team.

"He died for you and your brother, three times now. If that's not loyalty, I don't know what is." Lucifer wasn't defending Castiel as it may have sounded like, he was just explaining his point of view. Sam had to admit that maybe Lucifer was right, as usual lately. It was getting annoying. "And he took you out of Hell. Well, he tried to. What a fool… He actually thought he could take you away from me, from my cage… an insignificant angel." Lucifer shook his head slightly. "He could've been locked there too. But not even his limited powers made him back down, I guess."

There's some that think it is courage, others believe it was stupidity, but Sam was grateful for the many times Castiel had helped him and Dean. It also made him feel a bit guilty for the way things ended, but there was no way he'd share it with Lucifer. Then they heard a sound coming from Dean's bed and they turned their attention to it. Dean rolled to the side on the bed, still asleep, but it wouldn't take long for him to wake up.

"Well, that's my exit sign. I'll look for ways to kill the ugly Leviathans." Lucifer said in a low voice, because he sensed Dean was already in an alert state. Sam wondered if Lucifer was helping them hunting the Leviathans, but Lucifer interrupted his thoughts. "I already have everything I came for. Well, almost everything… but we don't have time for more." Lucifer sent him a suggestive look and a subtle smile. This time Sam was prepared for any move Lucifer could do, to kiss him or something else. But Lucifer simply vanished.

Dean woke up not more than five minutes later. Sam didn't tell Dean about Lucifer's visit since he didn't seem to have noticed him, so they just went on another hunt.