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Full Summary:

when Dean dies he find himself only wanting his brother to return to him but he's stuck working with two angels to help find a way to bring him back whilst dodging the angels of heaven. There was supposed to be an apocalypse but the two claim the issue has divided the angels and that they are at war with each other because of it. So now instead of giving up hunting like grieving hunter wants to, he is driven across the country, with more or less little sleep trying to prevent an all out war in heaven. If that wasn't complicated enough Sam feels himself falling for the one fallen angel called Castiel. Alternate timeline. SASTIEL

*CHAPTER TWO*

"Bobby, yeah I'm fine."

Sam wasn't but he wouldn't tell Bobby that. Most of the time he thought his brother was once again besides him so how could he honestly be okay? He couldn't let Bobby know that though. Not when he was doing all he could for him already. Biting his lip, he nodded his head and answered yeah to all his questions even though some of them were obviously lies.

He was obviously tired of waking up and realizing he was alone. He reasoned Dean died at least knowing his younger brother was safe but it didn't give him any comfort, instead it made him even more upset. Dean didn't want to die, he wanted to be here too.

"Sam, are you sure you're okay boy? There isn't any shame in admitting that you ain't-"

"You know Bobby there has been some setbacks but I'm feeling pretty good today. I hear Lilith had disappeared."

Bobby heaved a sigh.

"Boy I thought you said you gave up on hunting. Are you or are you not really because if you don't I could hook you up with a long time hunting pal of mine-"

"No Bobby, I just heard rumors. I didn't hear from her since," he paused wondering how he was ever going to say that Dean died without making a single tear fall. He felt foolish always crying and eyed his pristine bandage he had to wrap around his wrist after punching a mirror the other day. Dropping the hand to his lap, he thought back to that day and half of it came out like a blank. Finally after biting his lip partially raw and drawing blood, he continued. "Ever since that day I haven't heard anything about her terrorizing anyone."

There was silence and then Bobby spoke up as if hesitantly.

"You know that Dean's your brother, right? You could stand to mention his name once in a while cause even though he's dead doesn't mean he's stopped right?"

"Right Bobby," Sam just went along with it but tears were already gathering just at hearing the name once again. In a dreamlike state, he wondered if Dean would really be happy to know Sam was giving up hunting. It wasn't because he wanted a normal life though because he knew he would never get normal, he just couldn't stand the thought of hunting with someone else and coming across all those memories. It still tore at his heart every time.

"And you make sure you eat every day and sleep right too. And call me! Ya idjit." With that Bobby hung up and left Sam to flip his phone shut. He had to fight back the tears as he smiled at the last word Bobby used. More than not, it was Dean being called that. Now he just wanted to forget.

Reaching for the sleeping pills he reminded himself that if he forgot he wouldn't feel and feeling was what was causing him the pain anyways. Swallowing back two, he thought back to Bobby's concern for his mental health and found himself laughing out loud. If by sleeping, he meant with the aid of sleeping pills, then Sam was definitely doing alright.

Bobby hung up and brought a hand up to his cap wondering what it was with that boy. He was nowhere near alright with the death of his brother but every time he tried to help him, he felt himself more likely to shoot a hole in his foot. Stubborn Winchesters, he groused.

He turned to the window, wondering if maybe he was being too harsh on the younger one. His brother did go to hell and he was right. The reason Lilith stopped becoming a problem was because she was already disposed of. There was no way he was going to tell Sam that in the mental state he was in. He didn't even call in yesterday until midnight and then he was extremely drunk, even Bobby could tell something had went on. Something with Dean never coming back, a bomb, and wanting to die. Of course he finally talked him into sleeping it off but it still broke his heart that the youngest thought about dying as well.

He came to the realization as soon as Sam started crying through the phone that Dean was selfish. He couldn't stand to see his brother dead, so he made a deal with the cross roads demon in order to bring his brother back to him. He forgot one thing though and that was the fact that Sam was now in the same situation only he couldn't make any deals whatsoever and he was hit with Dean's death a lot worse than Dean was with Sam. Sure it hurt but Sam was alive and healthy although he couldn't be sure that he was well.

Sighing, he went over and grabbed some of his best bourbon in the house and drank straight from the bottle. When was Sam just going to admit that he would rather be here and have some support to fall on? Those boys were like sons to him and just wanted the youngest to stop hurting.

He almost groaned when he heard the doorbell . He swore if it were another person asking him to buy their merchandise, he was going to stick a gun in that person's face. Looking in the peep hole, he saw a strange sight indeed. A man with a trench coat definitely wasn't unusual, he thought rolling his eyes. The man looked as though he had nothing better to do than to stare at the door so Bobby finally opened it and stared at him.

If it were going to be a staring contest, then Bobby conceded first because the man looked like he was going to win indefinitely. He was also very strange. Bobby couldn't place his finger on it but there was something about him as well, something very familiar and Bobby didn't want to think about it at first.

"Well are you going to tell me your business?"

The man just stared for a second before pausing and finally blinking. The unblinking thing had been starting to scare Bobby so he was glad the guy finally did that.

"Oh, you want to know why I'm here. Of course. I'm looking for Samuel Winchester and you are the one best to know his whereabouts."

Bobby's eyes gleamed in sadness for all but one nanosecond before his face hardened and he slammed the door closed. Whoever he was, he best forget it, he thought angrily. He was about to reach for his drink in the kitchen when he noticed the man inside his house!

"What the hell-"

"I take that as an insult, I'm nothing like Hell," he replied and Bobby paused before picking up his shot gun and aiming it at him.

"You better start explaining why the hell you are in my house!"

The man was definitely calm and seemed to possess a certain patience that Bobby certainly did not. He waited a moment and Bobby didn't waste any time in shooting him. He thought later that it was self-defense and he thought him a threat but it was more than that. He wanted to keep this man far away from Sam as possible. That boy had enough sorrow as it was and he wasn't going to give him anymore.

"Stay away from Sam!"

The man sighed as though this was time consuming and Bobby just wondered why the bullets didn't seem to faze him. Even demons bled and this guy was looking as though the bullets were more of a nuisance than anything else.

"I believe we could spend more time talking instead of hurting my feelings. No mortal made weapon could kill me."

"You're not human," Bobby surmised.

The man at least had the decency to smile.

"I'm Castiel, the angel of Thursday. I've come looking for Sam Winchester for he could be in danger and-"

"That boy gave up hunting you twit!" Bobby told him suddenly feeling beyond mad. The kid was so hurt over his brother's death, he didn't know what else he could do to keep Sam from dying as well. When one died, the other didn't do well and it was only a matter of time before the other went as well. Didn't this angel understand? If he was even an angel, he thought.

"I can bring his brother back so what is the problem?" Castiel asked as though he thought nothing was more important than what he had come here for. At Bobby's look he continued. "I could bring Dean Winchester back but first I need Sam's help. There is a war between heaven and we're trying to keep it low key as possible, possibly thwarting the angels-"

"What the hell do the angels got to do with Sam?" Bobby interrupted demanding a full answer from the angel. By golly, he was making him mad.

"They want to start the apocalypse and if it comes to pass Sam and Dean would be sucked in as well. We were thinking of bringing Dean back before this war started to break out and I didn't want Dean to be brought back only to be in the middle of it so we stop the war and bring his brother back-"

"And what the hell is that going to accomplish?" Bobby had to ask. "That boy is already out of his mind and you're here telling me that you had been thinking of bringing him back? Really? Thinking?"

"There's no thinking about it Bobby, I'm going to bring him back and we are going to hold that side of the bargain. I'm working with a couple of angels, one of which likes to play incredible pranks on people. He's not very much into people interaction so I came instead to talk you into giving the location."

Bobby didn't like the look and decided he was being arrogant. By golly, if things were bad before with hell and demons, then Dean's death, now there was an angel who was cocky! Throwing his arms up, he decided to think of some way he could delay him and then call Sam to warn him there was a cocky looking angel coming to get him.

"I know him so it's okay. I saved him when they foolishly hunted down Lilith and as a result Dean was sent to hell four months early. Shame too since I heard he was the most arrogant of the brothers."

Bobby snorted.

"You're barking up the wrong tree angel. You put a hand on his brother and you'll have me to contend with. They may not be my biological sons' but-"

"You view them as such and you only want to protect them. I understand it is the only reason I don't just get the answer from someone else. You could help me Bobby. I know you have a habit of protecting them fully but you don't have to worry about me. I saved Sam like I said and I will continue to keep him from harm's way-"

"Yeah right? You and what army?"

Castiel looked confused.

"I don't have an army."

Bobby let out a laugh before he could stop himself. He muttered a damn it although the angel was very confused as to why he laughed about his reply. He raised an eyebrow and seemed to be trying to find the answer but Bobby spoke up again before he could even think any more on the issue.

"So I tell you where Sam is and then what? You are going to pop over there and bring him on your little fairy tale adventure?"

Castiel shook his head.

"I was going to ask him to go on a mission with me-"

"Fuck! You angels are lost when it comes to sarcasm isn't it?" Castiel seemed to smile at that and then recognition showed in his eyes and he let out a small laugh and yet he didn't look like he thought it was funny.

"Right, that was sarcasm so you'll tell me where he is?"

Bobby sighed.

What was it with this angel and the fact that subtlety was lost on him.

Sam was loading the car up, no longer wanting to stay and experience anymore of the New Hampshire weather. He wanted someplace cold and dreary so that he could reflect on things more easily. How could he here when everyone else was going on their busy day laughing with family and friends?

"Hey Sam."

He turned around and faced Ruby. He sighed and turned back to the trunk, ignoring her for the favor of pretending that she really was gone. She smiled brightly and leant into the trunk, closing it so he would have to face her.

"I don't want to talk to you right now Ruby."

"Right because anyone else cares about what you are going through? Your brother's gone Sam and I told you there is nothing you could do to bring him back-"

"DON'T SAY THAT TO ME!" Sam reared back and slammed her against the trunk before almost losing his grip on her. He glared but her smile didn't lose her edge. She continued to stare up at him with such an innocent smile, that Sam shoved her away. "I don't want anything to do with witches, demons, and hell. It's over for me. Dean was the reason I picked this back up and now he is gone and I've lost interest. Go find someone else to help you kill Lilith Ruby."

"Well she's dead, that is the weird thing isn't it Sam?" When Sam looked back in shock she smiled smugly and continued on. "Lilith is dead but Sam, Dean is still gone and you are all alone. I wonder why no one else thought to tell you. Maybe they knew you would angst over it some more or maybe you would want to join your brother in hell-"

"How did this happen?" Sam whispered, quickly throwing his things in the trunk now before closing it and shoving Ruby out of the way to put the duffle in the back seat. She sighed.

"Sam, you need to focus, I'm sure he could come back-"

"Come back? You lied Ruby! You said he would be saved from hell and yet you let him go! How could I trust you anymore-"

"I didn't tell you to go after Lilith though and that is why you lost your brother. You didn't listen to me boy and now you are going to feel that hurt for the rest of your life."

Sam quickly turned back to her and she smiled. Of course there was just the thing to get the little Winchester to listen, she told herself. And it was reminding him how he failed to save his brother from hell.

"I'm sorry that your brother is dead. I really him but if you want to help him we could still find a way to fix it."

Sam shook his head.

"I told you if you wanted me to help you, you should have kept Dean alive. I'm not in the hunting business anymore." He turned and looked her way before continuing. "I quit."

She laughed.

"I'm sure you did. You failed at keeping someone you love and now you lost your brother. Is there anything you could do right?"

"I could watch after myself. I've been doing that just fine."

She snorted but he couldn't hear her anymore. He left without another single word and even though Ruby was mad, she knew that she would get him one way or another. And hopefully before they did, she added silently. She really couldn't afford this.

She had a schedule to keep after all and her plans were changed unexpectedly as well.