Adam felt the building starting to shake, the wind whipping past him. He sighed in relief before wincing in pain. Michael was here. The archangel was furious and he had every right to be. He appeared in front of Adam snarling at the Leviathan standing over him. He grabbed it by the collar and. He flung the Leviathan across the room. The others quickly recovered from their shock and tried to run. Even if they were older than angels no one wanted to mess with a pissed off archangel let alone the prince of Heaven himself. They didn't get far. Michael summoned his sword slicing through the first Leviathan.
He lunged at another knocking it to the ground and slicing the head off that one. Sam and Dean just stayed out of the way stuffing the heads into their duffels to keep the monsters from reforming. Adam lay on the ground still gasping in pain when he tried to breathe and stay calm. Staying calm meant a lower heart rate, a lower heart rate would keep him from bleeding out as fast.
Michael caught another Leviathan by surprise cornering him against the wall and sliced him to bits. Finally turning back to the one that had stabbed Adam. The Leviathan cowered in the corner. Michael stood over it snarling again, stabbing the monster in the gut as well before slicing off the head.
Michael straitened and went over to Adam, sliding his arms under the injured 19-year-old's knees and back before lifting him up, careful not to aggravate the wound. Adam let his head slump onto Michael's shoulder. "Go get rid of the heads, I'll take Adam back to the house and meet you there." Michael said before disappearing with sound of flapping wings.
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Sam and Dean rushed into the house. They had sunk the heads in a river and it had taken longer than expected, it was late in the evening now. Adam laid on the couch his head in Michael's lap. Bobby had wrapped his torso in bandages. "Why didn't you heal him?" Dean asked immediately.
"I tried, it didn't work." Michael said dejectedly running a hand through Adam's hair. Adam held Michael's other hand and gave him a comforting squeeze.
"We tried too, and the same thing happened." Gabriel spoke up for himself and Castiel.
"Why didn't it work?"
"I don't know…but Adam will be fine. There's no internal damage, the knife missed any vital organs. He just needs to rest and heal naturally."
"You sure you're alright Adam?" Sam asked with concern.
"I'll be fine Sam, Bobby stitched me up and wrapped it."
Sam opened his mouth to speak again but Bobby cut him off, "Don't baby him to much Sam if he's anything like you two."
"Ok but until this Leviathan shit is taken care of I don't think we should take you on anymore hunts."
"Dean…." Adam groaned and rolled his eyes; "I am not staying in this house for several days waiting for you two to get back."
"Well it's either that or being stuck in a motel room."
"Fine, I'd rather be here then." Total lie. Once he was healed Adam was most definitely not staying in the house.
"Glad that's settled then, now I think we should get some sleep, you especially."
Adam rolled his eyes. He was pre-med and his mother had been a nurse, he knew how to deal with an injury even if it was his own. Michael teleported the two of them to Adam's bedroom where Adam now lay on the bed; Adam let his I don't really care and you don't need to baby me mask fall now that they were alone.
Michael sat next him and ran his hand through Adam's hair again, "Are you really alright?"
Adam sighed, "No…truth be told, that scared me. I really didn't want to die again that soon."
"I thought as much but I promise I will always be around to protect you. Now you should sleep, you've had a stressful day."
Adam settled onto the bed pulling the blanket up to his chin. Michael laid down next him. Adam was exhausted and sleep came easily.
Unfortunately Adam's dreams weren't so nice. Adam woke with a start a few hours later, his dreams had been filled with both the ghouls and Leviathans. "Are you alright?" Michael asked.
"I'm fine…" Adam answered, "Help me sit up please."
Michael helped Adam up and let him lean against his chest, Adam winced has his wound was aggravated a bit. "Nightmares?"
"Yeah…I hate them."
"I'm not going to pretend I understand, but I wish I could help. As much as you don't really want me to I have peered into your dreams before. You're nightmares are very vivid."
"Angels don't need to sleep so I guess they don't dream right?" Adam said.
"Yes…" They sat in silence for a while just enjoying each other's company. Michael unfurled one of his pairs of wings and let them become visible. He brought them around himself and Adam.
Adam reached out and ran a hand over the soft feathers. "I haven't seen these since the Cage."
"They've been healing. My wings were injured when Lucifer attacked us while escaping."
"Oh...so what happens if you damage your wings completely?"
"It damages my grace. An angel's wings are directly tied to their grace. That's why archangels have four, we have a much more powerful grace."
"So if you broke one, I'm guessing that would hurt even more than just breaking some other part of your body."
"Yes it would and we can't heal our wings quickly like any other injury, so if we break one we're grounded until it heals naturally."
"That would suck." Adam fingering some of the charred feathers on the tips of the wings: the wings were warm and gave off a soft glow revealing the power they were attached to. Adam leaned back against Michael.
Michael brought his wings in tighter around them, "Adam…I know I've promised to always be around to protect you and I will do my best to be able to keep that promise, but I may not be able too."
"Don't say that…" Adam turned his head toward Michael, "I've lost to much already."
"I'm not planning on going anywhere for a long time, but I want you to promise me something."
"What?"
"That if something does happen to me, I want you to keep going and to stay out of immediate danger, even if that means leaving Sam and Dean."
Adam sighed his tiredness coming back to him then nodded. "But that means you have to stay out of life threatening situations too."
Michael smiled, "Of course."
Adam was drifting off again when Sam rushed in. Looking kind of embarrassed to have interrupted, "Guys we have to go."
"Why?" the two asked at the same time.
Thanks for the reviews guys and welcome to the new followers of the story, I'm trying to come up with ending, I still have a few more chapters to go. Oh if you want to know how I picture Michael, I picture him as Garret Hedlund as Sam Flynn in Tron Legacy before he gets on the Grid. . /_
