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Chapter 10

Sam cradled Dean's sleeping body, just relieved his brother would be okay. Hariel smiled at the sight and sat down, content to watch them. He could feel the love between them, battered from the events of the last while but still strong. Sam glanced up and caught him watching before looking away, embarrassed. "Don't Sam, the love between you and Dean is a wonderful thing. I grew up totally alone until I was eleven; I envy you for having him as a child." The angel admitted and Sam's eyes widened.

"I'm sorry Harry." He whispered and Harry smiled at him.

"It doesn't matter anymore Sam."

"So what happened back there?"

"Two wild kids, well the girl was grown. The boy took Dean out. But that isn't what you want to know is it Sam?"

Sam licked dry lips. "What happened to them?" He asked softly and Harry looked at him.

"I killed them. It was all I could really do for them, they were too far gone."

Sam closed his eyes but then nodded; they had been wild animals, uncontrollable. And with all the trauma they would never have been able to live normally.

Dean watched Sam sleep in the passenger seat, he looked so peaceful. A big change from when Dean had first come back, Sam had been so tense and guarded then but now…things were almost how they used to be between them. He was happy, he'd missed that. He'd been so messed up when he'd come back and he'd needed Sam to be Sammy to help him but he hadn't been. He'd been Ruby's Sam then and Dean had hated it. But now he had Sammy back and all because of the weirdest angel ever. Hariel was even weirder than Cas.

Sam held on tightly to Harry's arm, mouth sealed around his wrist as he drank greedily, small noises of pleasure coming from his throat. Harry's other arm was wrapped around Sam's waist even as he nuzzled at his throat. Sam pulled back, licking the blood from his lips and Harry turned them so Sam was lying beneath him on the bed. "Harry….please…" Sam begged even as he thrust his hips up, seeking friction. Harry leant down and kissed him, straddling him firmly.

"Shh Sammy, I'll look after you." He soothed, running his hands over warm golden skin. Sam writhed beneath him, making needy noises. Harry heard the door open but ignored it, sensing Dean who froze, unable to look away from the sight of the two men on the bed. Dean swallowed and leant against the door as he stared, he'd never thought seeing Sam like that would be so…..hot. He tried to make himself move, to turn away as Harry moved down Sam's body but he couldn't, it was like something was holding him in place. He shouldn't be watching this! His hands shook and he was breathing heavily as he watched Hariel move inside his brother.

Sam slumped on the mattress, panting for air as he felt Harry press gentle kisses to the side of his throat. He gently ran his fingers through the dark hair of his partner and then froze as he looked past him to see Dean. "Harry."

"I know, felt him come in a while back."

"But…."

"Shh Sammy, it's okay. Look at him, really look at him." Harry murmured in his ear, gently stroking his side to try and calm him. Sam did as he said, really looking at Dean who was still staring at them but without any of the emotions Sam had been expecting. In fact…was Dean aroused? Harry moved off of Sam who sat up.

"Dean?" Sam called softly and his brother blinked, shaking his head slightly. Sam stood up and moved towards the still stunned looking hunter. Sam reached out and put his hand to Dean's cheek making him start. He looked at Sam and then down, face reddening slightly when he realised Sam was still naked. Sam swallowed slightly at Dean looking him over but stayed still, able to feel Harry watching them from the bed. "Dean." He whispered, able to feel that something was about to change.

Harry felt like rolling his eyes as he watched them, half tempted to make Sam fall forward just to get the first awkward kiss out of the way. He'd known from almost the first meeting about the feelings both brothers had kept hidden and it didn't bother him at all. Now all they had to do was get past this uncomfortable first bit without anyone getting hurt.

"I…..uh…." Dean stammered, feeling the heat from Sam's body, he was too close, way too close. His heart was racing uncontrollably and he couldn't seem to get his tongue to cooperate with his brain. He'd seen Sam mostly naked before so what was going on?

Sam glanced at Harry who smiled softly and nodded. Sam looked back to Dean and moved even closer, pressing his body against Dean's. Sam licked his lips and then leaned in, kissing Dean gently. Dean stiffened but Sam stayed where he was.

Harry actually crossed his fingers as he waited for Dean's reaction.

TBC…..