A/N – Disclaimer- do not own Supernatural or and of its characters or plot devices.

I realize I have not posted in a few days. I've been semi stuck but hopefully I can keep the posting to a decent time frame.


Saving Sam
Chapter 9

Dean watched his brother from the corner of his vision, the majority of his focus turned to the long stretch of highway in front of him. He had been trying to get Sam's attention for the last 10 miles, but it wasn't until the brakes screeched and the Impala came to a dead stop on the side of the road that the other hunter turned to him.

"What the hell was that Dean?" Sam admitted he had been distracted the entire ride, their angel companions were off doing whatever they did when not saving/helping the Winchester boys. Given the absence of his angel Lucifer had been in the back seat taunting Sam this entire time, right beside the ghost of one Bobby Singer, currently invisible.

"What is with you Sam? Why do you try to hide things from me, I know you too well for that to work." Dean sighed at the surprised face of his brother before adding, "I know about the hallucinations Sam. I know Lucifer is stillriding shotgun. Are you seeing him now?"

"What the hell Dean. You're one to talk about hiding shit. You had suspicion that Bobby had lingered after his death, but I had to wait until he showed up on our last job to find out that you knew." Sam got out of the car, needing to stretch his legs and get away from Lucifer long enough to clear his head, he was aware that Dean had followed behind him.

"That's different Sam. I didn't know for sure that it was him, but you kept your hallucinations from me like you always have. How can I trust you, if you keep lying to me?" Dean caught his brother by the shoulder, spinning the taller man to face him, green eyes met with guilty hazel ones.

"I know Dean, it's just you've had a lot on your plate. And at first it seemed that they were under control, but that was because of Gabriel, a temporary fix. This isn't something you or I can fix Dean, but Gabriel is trying to figure it out." Sam looked away from his brother when he saw the hurt flash through his eyes when he said Gabriel's name. The only thing Dean disliked about the situation worse than Sam lying to him was the fact that Gabriel had known about it before he had. Bobby had materialized behind the pair, having been dragged into the middle of nowhere by that flask in Dean's pocket.

"You idjits are always bitching about things you can't change; there are chompers out there that need to be stopped. Now sack up and go do what you do." Both hunters turned to the man that had been more of a father to them than their own father was. He was right, of course, but Dean fully meant to continue the conversation once they got to town.

The three, plus Lucifer, walked in silence back to the Impala. Once back in the car Sam kept his eyes to the passing landscape, trying to ignore the grinning man in the back seat flicking his ear every few seconds, and Dean kept his focus on the road with Sammy in the corner of his vision.


Dean pulled into the diner that they were supposed to meet Cas and Gabriel at; the rest of the drive had been dead silent as Sam was currently refusing to speak to him. As the Impala's engine died down Dean turned to say something to Sam but the taller man was already heading toward the diner entrance. With a sharp exhale Dean followed after his brother, part of him was relieved to see his angel counterpart, both hunters made their way back to the booth in the back.

"Hey Sammy, Dean-o How was the driv- Sam what happened?" As soon as Gabriel saw the look on Sam's face, concern filled him; his eyes flickered between Sam and Dean waiting on someone to explain. Sam slid into his seat; he was still annoyed with Dean for calling him out and the devil for taunting him about it.

"You knew Sam was still seeing things Gabriel and you didn't think it was necessary to tell the rest of the class?" Dean spoke softly so that none of the other patrons would hear, his eyes on the archangel sitting beside Sam.

"He asked me not to. And I only knew because of that night he got shitfaced, since then I have used my grace to repress the worst of it. I have been trying to think of something more lasting but have not had much luck as of yet." He had placed a hand on Sam's knee under the table, banishing Lucifer from pestering the younger hunter once more, as Dean and Cas took their spots on the other side of the booth. The waitress headed their way once everyone was seated, took down their order and then hurried off to serve the other patrons.

"We should focus on the bigger picture Dean. There was news on your friend, Frank Devereaux, I can show you when we get back to the rooms." This gained the attention of the elder Winchester who just gave the angel a questioning look. Frank was an acquaintance of Bobby's who had helped the brothers out when the leviathans created doppelgangers of them. He knew all of their aliases and locations, so when he had disappeared not long ago they have been on edge.

"There may be a way to shift Sam's madness. It would allow Sam to hunt without having to worry about Satan leaking through." Cas had been wracking his brain, and celestial knowledge, ever since Dean had come to him about Sam. Angels are able to withstand more than humans, but there was no precedence to indicate how taking on Sam's madness might affect an angel.

"What do you mean?" Sam's eyes focused on the angel across from him, who had not met his gaze.

"Well, by now the wall that held your memories of Hell at bay has been reduced to dust. I cannot make this go away completely, but I can take of your memories and suffering. You need to be on top of your game if you are going after Leviathans." The look of determination on the angel's face made it pretty clear that he would not take 'no' for an answer, and the short mental exchange between the two angels meant that he was going to do it. Luckily for Castiel their food arrived before either hunter could speak up about it.

The rest of their dinner was relatively quiet; Sam left the tip for the waitress as Dean paid for their bill. The four of them made their way back to Gabriel's room, where Sam's laptop had been set up; Sam let an eyebrow rise as he met the eyes of Gabriel. Gabriel took his place on the bed, behind the laptop, and started typing and after a moment or two he turned the computer to face the two hunters.

"You hacked into my email?" Sam was looking at Gabriel like he had just grown a second head, the angel in question merely shrugged. Dean's attention was focused on the email that showed on the screen, he leaned down to click on the link that showed the location of the hard drive on the map. Shit was all that he could think when he realized that the drive was located at the office of one Dick Roman.

"Sam we have bigger problems, Leviathans have hackers poking at every bit of information on us. It's only a matter of time before we have chompers on our backs." Sam's attention turned to the screen, where a webcam feed showed a young redheaded woman who was currently trying to hack into the drive at leviathan headquarters.


"Cas, you sure about this?" Sam questioned the shorter angel standing in front of him, his focus shifting Castiel and Gabriel every few seconds. With a nod Cas placed his hand on Sam's forehead, as if he were smiting a demon, his brows furrowed in concentration. Sam's eyes and surrounding flesh started to emit a red hue, veins of red traveled from the tall man through the angel's arm and into the blue eyes of the shorter angel. Gabriel caught Cas as he stumbled back away from the taller hunter, eyes widened in terror as in Sam's place Cas saw Lucifer smiling at him.

"Hello, Brother." Laughter filled the room, but Cas was the only one to have heard it, as he tried to back farther away from the devil. Dean's focus shifted from Sam to Cas, the angel in question looked so lost currently, the Cas he had come to know had to still be in there… behind the fearful eyes.

"Dean I will find a way to fix him, you both need to get to Chicago I will look after Castiel."


The woman seemed panicked as she frantically pulled a bag from beneath her bed. She crossed to her closet; she grabbed a handful of random shirts and returned to her bed to place them in the bag.

"Is someone there? Hello" She had noticed one of her bobble-head Darth Vader dolls was moving as if something had just bumped against it. She picked up the replica sword from the dresser, knowing that it would not hurt an intruder but maybe it would scare them away. She held it in front of her, trying to appear as dangerous as she could, as she made her way into the living room.

"Whoa, Easy there, we aren't going to hurt you." Dean said as Sam tried to disarm her, earning him a whack of her sword. He managed to get the broken sword away from her as Dean tried to calm her down. After being asked if they were, and proving that they weren't, leviathans she finally calmed down enough to answer their questions and to ask some of her own.

"So you're saying, you guys are monster hunters. So, there are other monsters? Stop. Never mind. Just shh. Okay, I get how you tracked the drive – straight GPS – but it's still at the office. How did you find me?" She swore under her breath as Sam opens his laptop and shows her the video footage of her via webcam. "He jacked my webcam? Creepy, but I'll give it to him. So all of that stuff on the drive was true… Leviathans and all of that?"

"Yeah, they are and that's why we need the information on that drive to stay out of Dick Roman's hands. That's where you come in." Sam felt bad for the woman, she hadn't asked to get mixed up in their mess but she had been pulled in regardless. The three of them quickly came up with a plan to erase the hard drive and also to hack into Dick's email to find out just what he was up to.


"What did you do little brother?" Amber eyes watched the form on the cot, aside from the slight rise and fall of his chest, which was unmoving. The pair had come back to the cabin that the Winchester's claimed after Rufus died. Gabriel shifted his weight in the hard wooden chair, trying to get comfortable, it would be quite a while until he would leave his position beside his brother. His heart longed for Sam but he couldn't leave the broken angel alone, there were a number of things after the Winchesters and their comrades and if they were to get to Cas he'd be defenseless.

And now he waited. Waited for the boys to return from Chicago, waited for Cas to show signs of waking up. He hated waiting.


A/N – At first I was going to not do the memory shift thing with Cas, thinking maybe Gabriel would be able to handle the crazy better, but I think Cas would have insisted since he felt guilty about doing that to Sam.