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Adam was…he was happy that Alfie was okay. He was a good guy. He was happy he was okay, he was not happy that he had gotten turned into some angel's puppet, even if it was Samandriel. He wasn't sure why he trusted the young angel so much, all angel's had lied to him the past, there was something made him want to trust the angel. Something.
A crash snapped him out of his thoughts and he turned around to find a scowling Dean. "You need to clean the garage," He stated flatly as he attempted to get the cobwebs off himself. "Dean I do not believe that was-" Castiel was cut off with a wave of Dean's hand as he continued through the house, stomping as loud as he could. Adam knew that Dean wasn't his biggest fan but he had done anything really bad to him. Dean had let him stay in the cage to rot so if anything, Adam should be scowling. Adam glanced over at his old friend but he knew that he was back to riding shotgun to an angel. "We have a plan," Sam declared as he walked through the door, looking rather happy with himself. Both of the younger males glanced towards Sam, raising a eyebrow. "We are gonna demon proof this house! Today!" There was a groan from the living room and Sam glared towards the doorway before flashing Adam another grin, "You'll start in the garage."
"Adam there's a spider!" Adam heard the angel yelp and the human couldn't help but laugh as he swept the concrete floor. "Kill it?" He suggested, glancing over his old truck at the angel. "Father made all creatures! I shouldn't!" Adam let out another laugh. "So why are you so scared of it?" He teased lightly, opening the garage door and wincing at the light. "I'm not scared. Merely alarmed," Samandriel puffed his chest out a bit before poking the spider with a broom. He let out a squeak as it moved and quickly to busy himself on the other side of the garage. "Not scared at all are you, oh fierce weapon of Heaven?" Adam received a glare from the angel but just kept working. He set up his old iPod on a dock in the corner, trying to drown out most of his thoughts as he worked. Samandriel didn't seem to particularly like most of his music but some of it was okay to him. Music would have to be something that Adam taught the angel about. That thought made Adam pause. He wasn't sure how long Samandriel was planning on staying, heck, he didn't even know if he wanted him to stay. Adam felt something twist inside him and he glanced down at his feet. Don't count your chickens before they hatch Milligan. He sighed and continued to work, humming along to the music.