Ok,finally, I'll come clean with some (very clever) guesses from you. [Don't mean that I refute them ;) ] On the one hand because it was planned anyway, on the other hand because otherwise I fear, due to my thousand Cliffhangers, you could lose interest in the story soon. which I could quite understand, by the way :D
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I promise you" , Sam repeated.
He was shocked by Gabriel's thoughts.
Not because he felt offended or even because he saw Gabriel's argument as a breach of trust.
No, he was shocked because everyone around him, Dean, Cas, Gabriel, yes, even his own soul, didn't doubt for a second, that he would solicitously ask Lucifer for help and grant him access!
That was ... to say the least, oppressive.
Sam looked out of the window, as he reveled in his thoughts.
It was raining again.
"What a surprise", he thought sarcastically.
But it was the thunderstorm, that gave him a sudden inspiration for a change of subject.
"Can you explain to me, why it's permanently raining, if not thundering, in these dreams? "
Gabriel, who had been watching Sam the whole time, also looked outside.
"No, for that, I'm tapping in utter darkness, just as for the rest of the events.
However, I have a guess that I , in turn, don't appreciate at all", the Archangel admitted grimly.
"And that would be what ?", the Hunter asked, poking Gabriel in the side.
"Come on, Gabe, don't play the secret merchant now."
Gabriel chuckled, but shortly thereafter he became serious again.
"Oh well...
You already mentioned that Loki is my alter ego.
And I understand why you thought at first, that I would have smuggled that hawthorn thingy under your bed.
It's in line with mythology and that made me wonder.
Hell, what I'm going to tell you now complies exactly my pattern ... ".
He paused and sat up.
An almost melancholic expression settled on his features.
"The Norse mythology states, that Fenrir, son of Loki... ", he laughed as he spotted Sam's amused face, " has been seeking revenge since the beginning of time, chained to a rock.
Revenge for what the Asgardians had done to him.
As soon as Ragnarok, synonymous to the apocalypse, comes within reach, he, the gigantic wolf, will initiate the latest tribunal.
He will devour the All-father, his two sons, Sköll and Hati, consume the sun, the moon and the stars, and when time doesn't exist anymore , the entire planet disappears into the giant maw of the beast. "
"Yes, I know the story," Sam replied.
"And you believe that the thunderstorm results from Fenrir, trying to break his shackles?"
"I said, that I don't like the idea, but yes, that's exactly what I believe." , Gabriel confirmed and a cold shiver run down his spine at the mere thought of it.
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"Yes, I remember Gadreel! Why?", Dean asked with audible rage in his voice.
"I was just wondering ...," Cas paused, visibly searching for the right words.
"If it's similar to the events from back then...", he mumbled.
"It would all make sense ,Dean!", the Angel blurted out loud.
"Cas, what are you talking about?"
"Well, Sam's encounter with the cage part of his soul, the hawthorn, the dreams, Sam's ability to walk between the worlds ... Everything makes sense ..."
"If, what?" Dean interrupted him impatiently.
Cas cleared his throat, his expression dead serious.
"If we consider that a part of Sam's soul has, seperately from the other and without letting Sam's consciousness know, given Lucifer access! "
Note: (I hope it's understandable, I didn't know how to put it another way )
Dean needed a moment to let this information sink in.
He looked over at his brother, who was apparently sleeping peacefully.
His baby brother, who had always gallantly defied his fate(which Dean was more than proud of) should now have given up for the sake of love?
Dean noticed his eyes dwelling up with tears.
With shaky fingers he wiped them away.
He got up and walked over to the bed like in trance.
Dean shot an apologetic look in Cas' direction.
Clenching his shaking hand into a fist he punched his brother right in the gut.