Notes: I'm sorry for any mistakes throughout,its not been checked. I hope you're all enjoying it so far,I know its a little dull at the moment but I promise the good stuff is coming :) enjoy

The Weight of Love Blinds Eyes: Chapter 3

Sam swallowed hard feeling his chest tighten as he stared back at the monstrosity that was no longer his brother. "Micheal"he choked.

Castiel immediately bowed his head.

"I'm sorry it must be hard for you to see your brother like this,but don't worry i'll give him right back to when i'm finished riding him. He raised his hands in the air examining his new body,getting a feel for it. He grinned pulling himself up to admire himself in the mirror,feeling powerful,unstoppable he chuckled.

Castiel exchanged looks with Sam then turned to Micheal "Brother I-"

Micheal intervened a cold dead look in his eye as he turned to Castiel "ENOUGH talking,you tried to stop me brother, you betrayed me,you and I shall be having words later."

Castiel knew exactly what that meant,he put his head down innocently twiddling his thumbs like a child who had got in trouble. "I'm sorry."

Micheal turned his attention back to Sam "don't be afraid of me Sam,I'm here to protect you,you and the human race,wheres Lucifer?"

Sam opened his mouth but no words escaped his lips.

The archangel tensed his muscles finally getting used to his new vessel"no matter,he can't hide from me long,protect yourself and keep out of harms way,as for you brother,you're coming home with me."

Castiel simply obeyed glancing over at Sam sadly"yes brother."

Both angels disspeared,leaving the young Winchester alone in the broken down motel. He took a deep breath running his hands through his hair,making it his first mission to check for casualties,he jumped dodging the sparks,examining the building part of the ceiling had caved in. He jumped over the debris calling out for anyone who might be alive.

He cringed covering his mouth as the stench of blood and rotting corpses already surrounded the area. He panted kneeling down at reception,the pretty blonde seeing her death earlier than probably planned,he turned her head and gasped at the sight of her eyes burned out. Pulling himself up he noticed everyone in the room no longer had sight,he gulped.

"You poor bastards,i'm so sorry."

His moment was interuppted by his mobile ringing,he answered it immediately when he realised who it was.

Bobby Singer wheeled himself over to his computer "You boys better scoot on over here something big is about to go down,theres storms going off worldwide,volcano's are erupting,something is happening and it don't sound good."

Sam ran his free hand through his head"it already has gone down Bobby...and Dean can't come,because Deans' gone."

Sam jumped out of his skin as he heard something come crashing down in the near distance. He pulled himself up walking through the lobby finding a way out of the crummy motel "the idiot said yes to Micheal,the one thing I thought he wouldn't be stupid enough to do,I just don't get why he did it."

Bobby rolled his eyes "the idjit"he sighed"Sam I'm sorry,look we'll figure out what we're going to do when you get here but when it's safe do you think you could get here by tonight?"

"Sure,no problem,i'll get there as soon as I can."he muttered in a tired tone.

Bobby poured himself a drink,the bottle now empty"keep your chin up kid,we'll fix this okay like we always do."

Sam licked his lips hanging up the phone. How on earth were they going to fix this,it seemed impossible and with Castiel being yielded back up to heaven they were alone with no knowledge of Micheal or the cage,they had diddly swat as Dean would say.

The Young Winchester managed to hitch a ride a few hours later,strolling through the salvage yard, a storm brewing up above,black cloudsfilling up the skys. He found Bobby sat round back two empty bottles sat beside him.

"You want a drink?"

Sam shook his head keeping a straight head "No I just...I need to stay focused."

Bobby knew that face,he had it on him practically 24/7 which was whenever he was worried about his brother.

"How could he do this to us,to me? How could he just give up?"

Bobby shook his head sliding a glass full of liquer to Sam,he looked like he needed it even if he didn't want it. "I don't know Sam,who ever knows what goes on inside that twisted head of his."

"This is bad Bobby real bad,it won't be easy to stop him and even if he does hunt down and kill Lucifer what then? It's not as if he's going to give Dean back willingly."

Bobby took another drink "we'll figure it out Sam,alright but we should get a few hours rest and figure out our next move in the morning."

Sam licked his lips "I couldn't sleep,nah I'd rather be here working,let me help."

"As you wish."

He finally accepted the glass downing it in one go,he poured himself another taking a seat and grabbed the first book that caught his eye.

Now where to begin.