Samandriel wasn't exactly sure why Adam was hugging him; actually Samandriel had rarely ever gotten hugged so he wasn't sure what to do. Adam pulled away quickly though and started through the house again. The musty smell of dust haunted the place wherever he went and he didn't like it. His mother had always done the cleaning in the house but it looked like now it was his job. That was until he heard the phone ring. He grabbed it but didn't pick it up. The screen flashed Kansas Number and Adam frowned. "Shouldn't you answer it?" Samandriel asked curiously, peering around the house like a toddler in a new place. "Nah," Adam shook his head, "I'll let it go to voicemail." A few moments later the machine picked it up and Adam heard exactly what he hadn't wanted to hear.
"Adam! You little brat! Pick up the phone!"
"Dean…I do not believe that he will respond to such a message."
"Um…Adam, hey look, we kinda need you to pick up the phone. There's something we need to talk to you and Samandriel about, well actually Cas needs to talk to you."
"He's a little brat and he's my little brother I will talk to him how I want and he will respond."
"No…no I do not believe so, perhaps a more…soothing tone."
Samandriel was now staring at the machine with wide eyes before he turned and looked at Adam, a small smile on his face, "It's your brothers and Castiel!" Adam scowled at the angel's obvious happiness and handed him the phone, "You talk to them then." He stared at the phone like it was a foreign object, "How do you…work this?" Adam blinked at him before raising an eyebrow, "Alfie can't tell you that?" Samandriel glanced up at Adam, "Alfie refuses to tell me, he's mad at me because I hugged you." Adam wrinkled his nose, "I'm a fantastic hugger, wiener boy needs to calm down, it was just a hug. But you press the button with the green phone." Samandriel studied the phone before finding the button and pressing it. He stared at Adam and the human let out a sigh, taking the phone, "Hello?"
"Adam!"
"Is Samandriel there?"
"Little brat…"
"Hey Sam," Adam glanced over at the angel beside him before responding to the second greeting, "Yeah, Castiel. He's here, he reminds me of you." Samandriel offered Adam a lopsided grin, "I was in his garrison!" Adam felt a small creep across his face, watching the angel before he heard someone else speak.
"Is he alright? There are urgent matters at hand that involve Crowley."
"We think he might be after you."
Adam let out a laugh, "Might be? Oh no, he is. He was here?"
"And you didn't think you call us?!"
"Dean please, calm down."
"My brother is going to get ganked by a demon, don't tell me to calm down Castiel!"
Adam took the phone away from his ear and put it on speaker phone, setting it down. "Castiel?" Samandriel said quietly, watching the phone.
"Samandriel! You're alright!"
Adam could hear the obvious compassion that Castiel had for the small angel and smiled, leaning on the wall. "Yes. I'm alright."
"We believe that Crowley…might be after Adam. We believe that he thinks he will be able to bargain Michael."
"I know," Samandriel deadpanned and Adam ran his fingers through his hair. "He was here when we got here," Adam supplied.
"He was what?! Adam do you not have your house demon proofed?!"
"Dean, I have an angel, how much more demon proof can you get?" Adam sighed and Samandriel started at him, frowning a bit.
"We're coming over and don't you dare argue. We'll be there in a few hours, keep your stupid door locked at least."