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Dean was, in fact still there when Sam went to check which was a relief. The problem was, when Sam went out to get said brother pie to make up for, well he didn't really know what he was making up for, but that's beside the point. The point is when he got back Dean was gone. The car was still there, his duffle, everything.

Except Dean.

Sam was searching everywhere he could think of to find Dean for an hour when he finally heard it.

A prayer.

"Sammy- Lucifer, whatever your name is, I really need you right now. Please."

And with that prayer Sam knew where he had to go.

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When Sam appeared he felt hot white rage flow through him.

Dean was there on the floor, bloodied and bruised, at Zachariahs feet.

"Well this is an unexpected surprise. And here I thought I'd have to get both those knuckle heads to say yes and you save me work!"

"Let him go Zachariah."

"Now why would I do that? I mean, we're already half way to the fight!"

"This is your one chance before you burn."

"Right, like Michael would let you-"

Zachariah never got to finish his sentence.

"He always was a jerk" Sam muttered as he kneeled down by Dean.

"You okay man?"

Dean couldn't do more than just look up at him through swollen eyes.

"I'm sorry about that, I probably should've warned you about the whole you being a vessel thing huh? Here, stay still I'm gonna try to fix you up."

Since much of the damage was done by an angel itself and Sam was cut off from heaven, he couldn't do as much as he liked, but he did manage to take care of the worst of Dean.

After healing him Sam hugged Dean tight and wrapped his wings around him in comforting support.

Dean, since he of course could not see the wings was a little confused, but didn't try to fight it and sunk deeper into Sams grasp.

"It's okay, I got you."