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CONTAINS M/M SLASH. THERE'S EVENTUAL MPREG.

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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 the 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 FIVE*

"IDJIT, IF YOU ARE GETTING THIS THEN YOU BETTER LEAVE ME A FRICKING TEXT MESSAGE AT LEAST BECAUSE IT'S BEEN A WEEK AND YOU AREN'T EVEN ANSWERING YOUR PHONE-" Sam grimaced as the answering machine cut off the rest and wasn't sure if he wanted to listen to the rest of it anyways.

Who knew that being in a hotel room in Key West Florida would be so bad? He honestly thought that nothing would make him come back to hunting after Dean but it turned out that two angels were able to change his thought process. Sam thought back to the kiss that Cas had given him to shut his ranting up and couldn't believe that he couldn't stop thinking about it. He spent the days here when he wasn't researching for the angels wondering why the kiss was so much more pleasant than he wanted it to be.

He still hadn't had the pleasure of meeting the angel Balthazar yet but Cas said it would be soon. He wasn't surprised though when he found him complaining to Gabriel later that the mischievous angel was somewhere in Bangkok and not answering his phone. Sam didn't have any idea why it was important and only knew that there were some things they wouldn't tell him, even now.

Sam sighed and turned back to the computer wondering why he was looking up Cambions of all things. He was about to call it quits after he saw that it was really late at night when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. Snatching his gun from the waistband of his jeans, he turned to where he saw the figure and noticed it was nothing. He let out a relieved sigh before feeling something on his shoulder. He couldn't help but let out a surprised gasp.

"Really? I thought Castiel and Gabe would have told you about little ole' me."

Sam turned to glance at the man, noticing that he was way too cocky firstly. Second, he was rather prominently dressed like he was from Europe maybe. It didn't matter to him though and with his only concern gone, he shoved the gun in the back of his jeans earning a hearty chuckle in the other.

"Castiel has been calling me all day. Says that they have a list of things they wanted to remove before coming to you about the options available. Finding God has already failed and now I heard there's a Cambion in the neighborhood. Better that than a nephilim anyways. I always believed that angels just shouldn't be having any offspring. It messes with their grace and they fall a lot faster-"

"You've already fallen," Sam told him before he could help himself.

"We're fighting for you mere humans. It figures that we always have to pick up after your messes though. You probably weren't there for everything but then again there's nothing –"

Sam clutched his head and the angel sighed.

"If you didn't want to hear me, you could have just asked-"

"My head," Sam groaned miserably.

The other continued to go on and ignore him though.

Sam fell onto the bed, mindful of the stuff he had on it. He curled up into a ball and grabbed his pillow to try to cushion the pain. It wasn't ebbing away like it usually did and it was getting so bad he felt like crying.

"Really Winchester? Are you okay? You look pale so-"

He paused when Sam let out a whimper and knowing that he couldn't let the man suffer, the angel hefted a sigh and placed his index finger on his forehead.

"Best medicine in the world. Trust me there's nothing better and you won't even feel a thing."

Sam welcomed the numbing abyss as he instantly slid into unconsciousness.

"I don't know how we could find out though?"

"Easy you just use the Winchester. I mean you could tie him up pretty like a bow and give them bait. It'll be like going undercover."

"Bobby says that he has to be married before he can kiss someone else."

Sam knew who the last voice definitely belonged to as he was brought to awareness more and moaned. His head was still a little fuzzy but he didn't feel the pain that he had had earlier on. As everything came into focus, he saw Cas hovering worriedly beside him and Gabriel was on his right beside his head. The other angel was sitting at the end of the bed with what looked like scotch and with a rather amusing look on his face.

"What's going on?" Sam asked curiously.

"We aren't going to have you do it Sam, so don't worry. I promised Bobby that you would be safe from harm." Cas didn't seem to catch the blush that crept up on Sam but Gabriel did and he smirked, letting himself hum.

"What is it though?" Sam asked.

Knowing that Cas wouldn't bother trying, Balthazar beat Gabriel to it.

"We found some demon that may have information about a Cambion that was born around here about four years ago. We need to get someone undercover but the problem is is that it is a prostitution ring and Cas is reluctant to let you engage in even kissing. Of course not everyone there is a prostitute thank God, they have a mini bar and you needn't have to work as a whore. Not like anybody would tell the difference," he added with a soft chuckle.

Sam went rigid and Cas glared at the other angel. Gabriel laughed before becoming serious.

"I don't think we would do this if it weren't important. We got you a ID and knowing them, they would be interested if you only stood near the register and took people's money for their drinks. I think even Cas wouldn't deny that you are good looking. Would you Cas?"

"Sam has a certain appeal that could get him in trouble." Cas answered truthfully. "If you want to do this, we won't stop you but we need to find the demon and you are our only choice. If you get into trouble, you could yell and scream and we will come. Just call our names. You could also pray to us. We can still hear you."

Sam smiled considering what he should do. They had been so good to him and took it slow with easing him back into things that he felt like he owed them anyways. Chewing on his lip, he noticed that Cas was worried about him. He didn't know what was more surprising, the fact he was fighting with angels to get his brother back or the fact that he didn't mind in the slightest that he was in their presence. He always had thought the trickster was bad but as it turned out, he was just misunderstood. Pulling a little at his hair, he also knew the problems wouldn't go away without his help. He knew stuff that the angels didn't which meant that he could be rather useful. They were only meant in the beginning to keep him away from the other side of the war and Sam knew that it was because of Cas that they were even talking to him now.

"Okay," he said seeing two of the three angels beaming. Cas seemed to frown at that and Sam gulped his hesitation down, knowing that seeking approval from Cas would only lead to trouble down the road. "I'll do it."

"We won't let you down either," Gabriel assured him as though sensing his anxiety underneath the mask he had placed. "We will be watching over you."

In the end, Sam couldn't bear to let himself see the expression on Cas's face. He was afraid of what he would find.

The first day on the job, Sam realized it had been too long since he had held one. He also found out that the angels were right in saying he was in great demand by everyone for everything. He already had to deal with having been flirted to, attempts to seduce him, near groping, and slaps to his ass. They were getting more annoying the more he had to deal with them. He still didn't hear anything that could help any of his comrades out so he continued to bear it for now.

He heard a couple talking nearby though and quietly pondered what it would be like if Dean was here. Dean never let him in harm's way if the older brother could help it and nothing had never gone wrong when he was near. Ever since he died though, nothing went right. He was brought out of his thoughts by someone tapping on his shoulder. It was the manager of the place, Ricky Olton, the guy Sam didn't know whether to trust his gut telling not to trust the guy or if he should just shut up and listen.

"You can get a break, but be back in fifteen minutes or you'll be fired," he warned and Sam nodded, knowing he would do better just to do what he was being told.

He moved through the throng of people, ignoring a couple of girls kissing and wondered what type of bar and prostitution ring that the angels were setting up. He wrinkled his nose at the mere thought of what could be going on through closed doors. He quickly opened the door and found himself outside in an alleyway. He wondered if Cas was really nearby like he said he would be and sighed a sigh of relief when nobody was nearby. He spotted a man wearing black and hesitantly went up to him beyond his better judgment.

"You looking for the Cambion, ain't ya kid?"

Sam gaped for a moment, losing his ability to lie and just nodded seeing the guy's eyes go black for a second. In the blink of an eye, he moved and had Sam pinned against the wall.

"Angels are pesky and very annoying creatures. I thought you would have left them by now after you realized that they wouldn't help your brother out-"

"LET ME GO!" Sam tried getting out of his grip but the demon chuckled, holding his wrist tighter above his head. Sam whimpered but the demon ignored that, finding the pleasure in Sam's pain. "You Winchesters are definitely hard to find. I would definitely like to do the honors of torturing the angels' information out of you. Maybe afterwards you wouldn't mind using your pretty little body to please me. Well not little," he added with a small laugh. Sam started struggling more, wishing he hadn't left the safety net that was set up.

"Oh and before I forget, you are of course going to call and try to help. I think it's only appropriate that I knock you out before I take you to an angel free zone."

Sam tried to scream but stars appeared in his vision before he slumped over. As he began to black out, he silently plead that Cas could hear him and if he did, Sam was really sorry.

He should have listened to Cas.

Cas was texting Bobby to tell him that Sam was okay knowing how the man would be if Cas didn't check in with the Winchester's father figure but he only got halfway before he fell down with a gasp. Gabriel was nearby playing with his drink, having a bad feeling when Cas had keeled halfway over like he was in pain. He quickly made it over and hovered nearby. He didn't like this and Cas was the angel who was never hurt. He didn't care if he was proven weak by this, Cas was his younger brother and no matter how much of a pain in the ass he was, he loved him all the same.

"Cas, what the hell is going on with you?"

"I think….Something is wrong," Cas got out holding his midsection tightly with his arms and squeezing his eyes shut. Gabriel could have told him this and it wasn't that he was regretting having the Winchester go. They needed the intel but the way Cas was withering around, he thought that something bad had indeed happened. He could only hope that this wasn't what he thought it was.

All too soon, Cas stopped and even got off the floor. He paused, eyeing Gabriel who looked back in silence when Balthazar appeared. The other angel stopped eyeing them and seemingly wondering if there was anything wrong. Cas answered both their questions with one single statement.

"I believe that Sam is in horrible danger and we need to get to him fast."

Gabriel nodded with a frown.

Cas shouldn't have been able to feel that. If he did, it was going to be making things a lot more complicated for him then either angel could even comprehend. And if at the end, Cas chose not to take away the Winchester's memories, then Gabriel wondered if it would be because of love or because of the other feelings that Cas was refusing to show.

Either way he knew his very naïve brother wouldn't get it and down the road it would only lead to heartbreak.

"Tell me what the angels are planning!"

Sam screamed as he felt the sharp object dig at his abdomen. He whimpered when the pressure eased until the demon slapped him across the face. He groaned feeling light headed and dizzy. The demon did not cease though and before he got even a single warning, he found the demon deepening the cut with the sharp object once more. He screamed once again, not being able to help himself and the only thing that the demon did was hold onto his face so that he could see his expression as he cut into him.

"You seem to get off on pain Winchester. Maybe if I went a little more-"Sam screamed again and the demon smirked. Setting aside the knife, he pushed a blood filled finger into his mouth, watching the Winchester look at him in horror. His eyes were too wide and he had blood all over the place. The demon smirked before replacing the finger with his lips, prying his mouth open when Sam attempted to keep it closed. He forced his tongue in and felt his anger evaporate instantly. The Winchester was certainly making him angry but he made it up with pleasure and the demon suddenly was given an idea.

He moved away and Sam fought to stay conscious as he breathed through his mouth and nose just to get enough air in. The demon had beat him enough before then and now he was using his voice to scream for the past hour. He decided to go a little easy now however and moved away as Sam panted harshly.

"The Cambion cannot be found. His adopted parents found out what was going on and quickly went into hiding before we could stop them. He is now safe and out of harm's way. I gave you something Sammy, so now you should do something for me. I'm not a normal demon either Sam, I could become anything you want." To Sam's horror, he shifted into his dad and Sam fought the rising panic when he next shifted into Dean. He couldn't let the demon get to him though and turned his face away. The demon growled angrily and punched him in the face, causing Sam to look up again in fear.

"How about you tell me about them angels now if you want to live that is," he added with Dean's sarcastic smirk. Sam didn't like it; it reminded him too much of what Dean would do when he was trying to be smart. He didn't want it to be this way, to know Dean through this monster's eyes. He quickly squeezed them shut, only to have them wide open in shock a second later when the demon pressed his lips onto Sam's mouth. He was still in Dean's form making it ten times worse than Sam ever thought possible.

"I'm Thor by the way but you could call me Dean Sammy. Hell you could probably even scream it for all I care. You did this to me you little punk. You allowed me to go to Hell and you failed to save me. I wonder if you even feel guilty Sam. Do you even love me anymore? I know I'm a little different because well, I've been tortured in Hell for more time than you could even think. Sammy, Sammy, Sammy, you do realize that one month here is about a decade in Hell? I bet you weren't even aware of that fact Sammy. And now you can't even save me now. I wish sometimes Sammy that I didn't even save you-"

Sam screamed as he trembled. He didn't know all that and even though a part of him knew it wasn't really his brother, the monster was wearing his face and he somehow believed it now when the demon said all those things. The thing that looked like his brother stood back and smirked arrogantly leaving Sam a mess underneath him. Thor knew what he was doing and knew that to get the younger Winchester to break, it wouldn't take long now. Before he could continue, words started bubbling from Sam's mouth. It didn't even make sense, most of it and yet he felt himself feeling triumphant. The Winchester was a bumbling mess now and he just had to twist the last knife to get him to reveal everything.

"I'm sorry Dean, so, so sorry," he kept mumbling. "Don't hate me. I'm sorry Dean. I tried. Please don't hate me, I can't take it if you hated me. I wish I went to hell instead of you, I do."

After hearing that sentence repeated about thirty times, Thor started losing his patience. Picking the knife back up, he noticed that Sam got quiet fast and it wasn't the same as before. He smirked once he had the Winchester's undivided attention.

"Do you really want to make up for it Sammy?" he asked and saw Sam nod without a single hesitation. "I'm going to cut into you and I want you to take it without screaming like a sissy baby. You deserve the pain you little wimp."

Sam nodded shakily and Thor drove the knife deep into his abdomen, watching in sick fascination how the blood seemed to be seeping through in fast rivulets but Sam had his eyes closed tight and his head was back as though he was trying to control his instinct to cry out. He loved this and before he could stop himself, he greedily pushed his lips against Sam's mouth. He brought up his bloody hands after replacing the knife back onto the table and cupped Sam's face. There wasn't much movement the Winchester could do especially when he had him restrained tightly. Before he was able to enjoy it however, he caught movement and removed himself to meet it head on.

He was exorcised by the palm of the angel's hand. After pushing the man out of the way, Cas realized the extent the demons were willing to go to get the Winchester on their side. He quickly had Gabriel help him remove the restraints and gathered Sam into his arms. The younger hunter was in pain and was definitely hurting through his ordeal, but Cas couldn't help but hold him as he trembled and sobbed into his trench coat.

"I'm sorry," Sam sobbed and Cas patted him on the back soothingly.

"It's okay Sam, you did nothing wrong," he quickly soothed. "That thing wasn't your brother Sam and Dean wouldn't really do that to you. He loves you so much and would do everything again because he wouldn't be able to deal with the fact of losing you. He loves you Sam, I know he does. Believe me."

Sam looked him in the eye for the first time since Cas saved him and although he was still trembling, he seemed more in control. Cas couldn't blame him though since he still was massively losing blood in his stomach. Cas sighed before putting a finger to his forehead, causing all of the cuts to heal up instantly. Sam shook and Cas continued to hold him, telling himself that he was trying to help Sam and that holding the warm body against him was part of making sure Sam was feeling better. He ignored Gabriel's frown and lifted Sam's body, the Winchester only held onto him tighter.

"It's okay Sam. I'm going to take you away from here," Cas continued to sooth with Sam now pressed into his body. "You did nothing wrong Sam. I told you I'd be here to protect you. If anyone should be sorry it is me because I wasn't fast enough."

Sam whined and pulled himself closer to Cas's warmth, holding on all the more tighter. Cas popped them back to the hotel room and went to lay him gently in the bed ignoring Balthazar's quizzical look. Sam only held onto Cas tighter and whimpered at the thought of losing the warmth. In his mind, all he saw was that this was the reason he was safe and they weren't blaming him for anything. He was at fault and he knew he had been used. He also knew what would have happened if he wasn't saved at all. Having that all together in his mind made him clingy and Cas sighed realizing he couldn't leave him alone like this.

"Okay Sam, I'm not going anywhere." Cas said with a sigh.

Cas got in beside him and allowed Sam to pull himself snug against him. The Winchester had dried blood all over his shirt and on his face but Sam didn't seem all to worried about that. Sam's blood was also on Cas's trench coat, something he hadn't liked but he knew that it wouldn't matter as long as Sam was still in pain. Finally Sam managed to close his eyes and was breathing soundly into him. He didn't mind, as long as the Winchester felt better.

"I think you have a problem little bro," Gabriel told him.

Cas looked down and knew what Gabriel meant. They had messed up. They let him go undercover and he had gotten hurt. He could have even died. Sighing, Cas nodded as Sam scooted closer in his sleep again.

"Sam is hurt Gabe, there's nothing I could do until I get Sam to realize-"

Balthazar frowned though.

"He was talking about you killing our only lead Cas. Sam wasn't in danger of dying and you still killed that demon who seemed to know things and we won't know what he knew. They could plan something more with Sam and hurt him in other ways-"

"No one is hurting Sam Winchester ever again. I won't let them lay a finger on him." He stated matter of factly.

Gabriel sighed.

"You can't protect him the whole time. It would be better to teach him how to protect himself as well. You know what would have happened had Ruby taught him her way and maybe you could cancel out the demon blood somehow and teach him control over the abilities he does have. What do you think?"

Cas nodded.

"I will. I'll teach Sam how to defend himself with the power of his mind. He may have demon blood but he hasn't drunk any of the stuff. He's still pure."

Gabriel nodded in agreement. Balthazar knew he was chancing this when he brought it up once again but he couldn't help himself.

"Do you realize that you are getting close to him? You are going to be erasing his mind of course and he's not going to remember but you will. Are you sure you want to chance the risk of getting close and getting feelings for him Cas?" Balthazar asked.

Cas shook his head.

"I can't afford that Balthazar, I have to protect him."

The other two sighed but let it drop after that.

Cas just didn't get it but the others could at least see what the stubborn angel did not and that was that Cas was falling for the Winchester, and he was already way too far in.