AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! Sorry the little delay again! I wasn't really up for writing. Especially with all the problems with my youngest brother. I seriously don't know what's wrong with that boy or what on Earth has possessed him, but him and me are not on speaking terms right now. He doesn't know it yet, but he will. I won't be talking to this kid for a loooooooong time. Not until he learns his lesson at least. Think before you speak. And he better learn this well and quick. Anyways. So my roommate says my package was delivered today, but there were no boxes outside or anything, at least none that I've seen. So I'm wondering if the email was wrong, or if the mailman didn't actually deliver it today. *shrugs* If it was delivered, I hope it wasn't stolen. I'd be mighty mad if it was and the post office will be getting an earful! So will Amazon! Alright, enough of my whining. Let's go! When we left off, Sam still believes his brother hates him! Poor baby.

Whisper-He does! Sam will see it soon enough!

spnfanforlife-He'll learn. The angels will make sure of it. Don't worry ;) He did! Lol! *hug*

1hotpepper-Sammy baby. It's alright. Yay! Let's plot the revenge! I doing much darling!

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Getting Back on Track

Gabriel caught Sam as he passed out and fell sideways to the floor. He sighed and felt for his pulse. He frowned when it raced beneath his fingers. Sam had stressed out and his powers got to him. He growled lowly in his throat. This was not how this was suppose to go. He lifted the kid into his arms and cradled him. The poor boy was so stressed, this was not good. The kid needed to keep calm or he could hurt himself or others. Worse, he be killed with his own powers.

'Bedtime again kiddo. This time, I'll be sure you're calm enough.' Gabriel thought to himself.

He took Sam back to the bedroom and lowered the boy back onto the bed and tucked him in. He felt the boy's forehead and swore when it felt warm. When Sam got too stressed and his powers got to him, it gave him fevers. Depending on how much his powers got out of hand, determined the fever. The more havoc the higher the fever. Michael managed to stop the first attack in time before Sam released a shit storm, and then thankfully he passed out before the second attack, Michael's "sleep aid" was still working, making Sam groggy and woozy.

Thankfully the fever was low grade and easy to deal with.

"How is he Gabriel?" Michael asked.

"He's got a low grade fever. Can you get his medicine?" Gabriel asked.

"Of course." Michael said and got out the med kit from Sam's duffle.

Michael go out the meds they made to help with Sam's fevers, and gave it to Gabriel. They made pills and injections. Since Sam was currently unconscious he was going to get the injection. Gabriel prepped the syringe and thanked his Father that Sam was unconscious. He remembered that the young hunter hated needles and fought with them the last time.

"Here we go kiddo. You'll be good as new." Gabriel said.

Sam moaned when he felt a pinch but didn't wake up. He shifted and settled back down. The medicine would keep the kid out for a few more hours, and knock the fever right out of him.

Gabriel packed the supplies away and turned to Dean and Castiel.

"Alright. We need to work things out. For Sam's sake." Gabe said.

"What can we do?" Castiel asked.

"Prove to Sam that he is loved. Right now, he believes he is the most hated creature on Earth. More so than Lucifer." Michael said.

"Don't worry. When I'm done, Sammy will know for sure that he is loved." Dean said.

"You better Dean William Winchester, or so help me I will destroy you." Gabriel snarled.

Dean raised his hands in surrender and nodded.

"Cross your heart." Gabriel demanded.

"What are you five?" Dean asked.

"Just do it!" Gabe said.

"Fine." Dean said, making an X above his heart.

"Good. Now we wait once more for the kid to wake up and join us here in the land of the living." Gabriel said.

"Yes. Come Gabriel, we have more research to do." Michael said.

"Research?" Castiel asked.

"We're searching for a way to bring Lucifer down with having to sacrifice Sam or anyone to him." Gabriel said.

"Alright. Let's do this. What needs to be done?" Dean asked.

The two archangels divided up the work and got to it while they waited for Sam to wake back up for the second time. Their Father knew how much sleep he needed. Yes, they blocked Lucifer from getting into his mind, but they couldn't stop all of his nightmares. Which sucked out loud. They heard Sam whimpering and the two archangels raced to the bedroom.

They sat on either side of the bed and soothed the distraught boy.

"De'n...M'sorry...please...don't! No!" Sam cried.

"Oh Sammy." Dean said sadly.

Gabriel and Michael whispered soothingly to the boy and it got him to calm down but not by much. He was still distressed, begging Dean not to hurt him and that he was so sorry for everything.

Dean had had enough! He climbed onto the bed and cradled his baby. He then began to rock him and hum Hey Jude. Sam began to relax and snuggled into Dean's broad chest, seeking warmth and protection. He sighed and settled back into sleep. A healing sleep. Plus Sam had exhausted himself again by researching without a break on how to bring down Lucifer.

But with Dean here and back on the track to being the big brother, Sam was going to be just fine.

Okay, so I lied. My laptop did come! The box was just hiding on the porch! The mailman must've hid it when he noticed we weren't home...*headtodesk*

Until Next Time! *plays with my new laptop* Works fantastic!