"Dad...?" the voice then replied. Then there stood in front of John was his baby boy, his second born, it was Sam. He lowered his gun.

"Sam?"

"Sam, what in the hell?" John whispered. He was in complete shock, why was his son her, let alone why was he a ghost?!

"Dad, what are you doing here? I thought you said you'd never come back here." Sam said as he slowly approached his father.

"Yeah, I know but what are you doing here? And, do you know that you're..?"

"Dead? Yeah, kinda hard to notice." Sam took a seat on the living room couch, and just began to to swing his little legs back and forth.

Both Bobby and John hesitantly look at each other, then make their way to the couch and sit on either side of Sam.

"What are you doing here though boy? What did ya leave behind or what are you regretting." Bobby asked while putting Sam on the shoulder.

Sam merely looked at Bobby then immediately looked down and stopped swinging his feet, "I don't really remember, just that I am angry and want something back."

"Well, sorry to ruin this happy family reunion, but can we get to the killing?"

All three heads shot up, and standing before them was Balthazar and Castiel.

"You...", Sam seethed,"you are the ones who took him away from me!" Suddenly, things were being thrown at the Angels one after another, while being expertly dodged.

"Woah, woah!" Balthazar cried.

Appliances and furniture's just kept being thrown, the hunters nor the Angels could stop the boy's anger.

"Sam, stop just for a sec! Calm down and tell us what the hell is going on!" Bobby yelled, while holding his arms up for protection from the flying objects. The crashing of appliances and a look towards Sam showed that he was visibly calmed down somewhat.

"The Angels! They're the ones who took Dean away! When we worked that one case and an angel was chasing me, I fell I was completely helpless but then...then," Sam smiled sadly as tears were rapidly running down his face,"Dean protected me...by bargaining with the guy but he just didn't care." Sam stomped towards the angels.

"I read that angels were the good guys, who stood up for what was right, and protected and loved us humans...But that's a lie isn't it?" Castiel lowered down to Sam's height,"That is not the true we do love humans, it is our duty to protect your kind."

"Would an angel give up everything for just one human? Would they nearly kill themselves just to protect them? Would an angel be willing to sell their souls?", Sam was breathing harshly but he continued, "Would an angel...tell their father, their own father! That he would take all his drunken beatings so long as he didn't touch me!" Sam was hysterical, and practically collapsed onto the floor. He cried and cried, the tears just wouldn't stop falling.

"I was there you know...", Sam said turning his face towards his father," when you...you beat up Dean."

Booby get up and pulled John up by his collar, and slammed him against the nearest wall.

"What the hell am I hearing?! You beat up Dean?" Bobby was livid, the idea that a father could even lift a finger to hurt his own SON.

John looked down completely ashamed, he could tell that he wasn't only being judged by Sam, and Bobby, but the two angels as well, what could he have done though? He was wasted and still not completely over his wife's death, hell! He still wasn't!

"Bobby... I was drunk and-" before John could make anymore excuses Bobby decked him, knocking the poor excuse of a father out cold.

"That outta stop anymore excuses from comin' out his mouth." Bobby nonchalantly said, before walking towards Sam and sitting beside him on the floor.

The angels having been mostly forgotten, thought to announce their presence once more by also sitting next to Sam.

"Dean would tell me that mom used to tell him that angels were watching over us, but..." Sam gave a sort of helpless look to Bobby and the angels, "I couldn't think that anyone, anyone could be as kind and so, so self-sacrifazing..."

"Self-SACRIFICING." Castiel said, Sam and Bobby turned to him.

"The word is self-sacrificing, not -sacrifazing."

"Oh." Sam said.

"I think though Sam that if you're brother was taken by an angel the only place he could be taken is Heaven." the blank-faced angel said thoughtfully. Sam took the angels words into consideration then looked to Balthazar, however it seemed the angel next to him was beginning to get uncomfortable, from what Sam could tell.

"Is there something wrong, Mister?" Sam asked a bit worried as to what could possibly be ruffling the angels feathers. Balthazar just stayed seated with his uncomfortable atmosphere hanging around him.

"Balthazar, does something ail you?" Castiel turned to his brother.

"I think I know where your brother is," Balthazar says," Well his soul at least."