Chapter 4: It's a Small World After All

Just a quick note that I'm planning on updating this on Saturdays and Wednesdays, and also I wanted to say thanks for the favorites/follows/reviews I really appreciate the awesome feedback! This chapter you will learn of my tendency to put characters in awkward situations for my own entertainment.

"I'm going to get a paycheck every other week now" Adam said "we should only spend what we need to and soon enough we'll have enough money to properly survive!"

A week ago, Adam didn't want anything to do with angels, but now he found himself attached to the hip to one. He shouldn't like it, but for some reason it was almost like he did. It must be because Samandriel was the only one he could talk to. They hadn't spoke of the Winchesters much, probably because they had no way to contact them. And no matter how hard Adam tried to deny it, Samandriel was a really nice guy, and probably cute to some peoples standards (but not his obviously).

They went everywhere together, they lived in the same room, dang they even slept together! Truth was, Samandriel was Adam's only friend, and Adam was ok with that.

"I start work on Monday."

"Do you have to get up early?"

"No."

"Ok good."

"Why is that good?"

Samandriel looked down slightly "well then you'll wake me up too."

Adam laughed "you're too cute angel-face".

Samandriel blushed.

"Anyways, I need to go to the store real quick so stay here, and watch TV or something." Adam tossed him the remote.

Samandriel nodded "don't take too long!"

As Adam walked down the road to the now all-too-familiar drug store, he had a bad feeling. Like he was going to run into someone he knew, but that was impossible, everyone he knew was either dead, hundreds of miles away, or the Winchesters (which were in their own category for a reason).

He walked in the store and began to pick up no-name brand things to put in his basket, so far so good. Once his basket was filled with everything he needed, he headed to the counter to check out. That's where he ran into his problem. The worst part was that he didn't even realize it was a problem. The kid was just some teenager for all he was concerned.

"No way." He was standing in front of him in line (a very short line of 3 people).

"Uh hi?" He was asian with floppy black hair.

"Is it really you?"

"Probably not."

"Adam? Adam... Adam MIlligan!"

"How do you know who I am?"

"Oh yea sorry! I'm Kevin!"

"Kevin?"

"I'm a prophet of the Lord."

Adam took two giant steps backwards.

"I know your brothers! The Winchesters! They're staying not too far from here! But oh my gosh I thought you were in Hell! With Michael and Lucifer! How are you here?"

"Um an angel saved me" he said dryly "please don't tell the Winchesters I'm here."

"What angel? And huh why?"

"Um well last time I was with them I got thrown in Hell, I'd kind of rather that didn't happen again."

"What angel saved you?"

"Um Samandriel?"

Kevin's eyes widened to the size of tennis balls "no way."

"Um yeah way."

"But he-"

"Next" the man behind the counter called. Kevin shuffled up and put a few cartons of salt on the counter. While the cashier was scanning his salt Kevin spun back around "where is he now?"

"Er back at the motel." The man handed Kevin his bag of salt and receipt, and Adam stepped up to the counter. Kevin stood beside him.

"Where are you staying?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"I won't tell your brothers."

"Yes you will."

Kevin frowned "I've met Samandriel, I want to talk to him."

"I don't even know you, how am I supposed to trust you?"

"Prophet of the Lord" he shrugged as if that was an excuse.

Adam groaned "fine, but I can have Samandriel wipe your memory if I have to." Adam knew that was a lie, Samandriel couldn't even fly yet.

Kevin nodded "yes thank you!"

So they headed back to the motel, Kevin kept asking questions, and Adam kept giving him vague to no answers. Once they reached the motel, Adam told Kevin to wait outside a minute so he could warn Samandriel that they had a guest.

"Dude there's a teenager out there saying he's a prophet of the Lord" Adam grumbled.

"What is his name?" Samandriel asked in response.

"Kevin."

"I know Kevin!" Samandriel exclaimed. "Let him in, he could help us!"

"With what? Finding the Winchesters? I'm not really sure I want to find them honestly."

"I know they haven't been very kind to you in the past, but you have to admit that they have more resources than we do."

Adam knew that was true, but he really was stubborn.

"Just let the prophet inside please."

Adam sighed loudly "fine." He pulled open the door and Kevin rushed in.

"Samandriel!" He exclaimed in a way that made Adam frown.

"Hello Kevin, it is nice to see you."

"You got him out of Hell?" He asked unbelievingly "why-how?"

"I was sent by Heaven" he replied "and I saved Adam in a similar way to how Castiel saved Dean Winchester."

"Woah" Kevin said "how long has he been out of Hell?"

"A week and a half" Adam answered.

"Why are you still here?" Kevin asked Samandriel.

Samandriel frowned as if the question was insulting "why would I not be here?"

"Well I just figured you'd be in heaven or something."

"I would not leave Adam like that" Samandriel said defensively.

"Alright calm down, jeez" Kevin held up his hands in defense. "Why are you two staying in a motel room?"

"Well we're not exactly rich" Adam pointed out "we're living on $50."

"Wha- can't he get like money from Heaven or something?"

Samandriel looked down on his feet "I am currently very low on grace."

Adam stopped Kevin from saying anything "yeah it's gonna come back though, we're making do just fine right now."

"Sam and Dean could take you to the bunker though!"

"I told you I didn't want anything to do with them" Adam reminded him.

"Can I at least tell them you're alive?"

Adam looked over to make eye contact with Samandriel. The angel nodded slightly and Adam groaned. "Yeah you can tell them, but don't tell them you saw me, say you knew cuz of some prophet vision or something."

"Alright, ok."

"And tell them they shouldn't look for me."

"Alright, ok I will."

Adam made a face that said 'get out of my motel room' and Kevin slowly began to back towards the door.

"It was good seeing you! Great to know you're alive!" He smiled awkwardly before pushing open the door "um I'll see you around, bye!"

Samandriel waved and smiled "bye Kevin! Nice seeing you too!"

As soon as he closed the door Adam fell backwards onto the bed. "Ugh" he groaned "I'm so glad he's gone."

Samandriel frowned "Kevin is nice."

"Yeah, and really annoying."

Samandriel remained silent on the subject after that.

If it was awkward the first time he slept in the same bed as Samandriel, than Adam didn't know what to call this.

He woke up on Saturday sporting horrible morning wood. And what made it ten times worse was Samandriel's position wrapped around him, with one arm slung over his waist and one leg jammed in between his. Adam groaned and tried to move subtly, but he knew Samandriel would wake up within seconds anyways.

Just as Adam had anticipated, the angel's eyes snapped open and he began untangling himself almost immediately so Adam could move. "Good morning" he said, sleep still evident in his voice.

"Morning" Adam replied as he sat up and swung his legs over the edge of the bed.

"What are we going to do today?"

"Um I don't know" he shrugged and stood up, back still turned to the angel "I'll be right back"

"Where are you going?"

"To take a shower."

"You just took a shower last night though" Samandriel pointed out. Adam sighed.

"Yeah well I need another one" he said.

"Are you ok?" Adam wasn't looking at Samandriel, but he knew the angel must have a worried expression on his face.

"Yeah I'm fine it's just human stuff."

"What kind of human stuff? Can I help you with it?" Adam would never admit that the words sent a shiver down his spine.

He stuttered "Ah- uh no" and quickly made his way across the room,, hoping Samandriel didn't see that his face was bright red, and he definitely hoped he didn't see the eminent bulge in his boxers when he strutted past.

~o0o~

Samandriel didn't get Adam sometimes. Most of the time he understood when the human did things, like eating or telling bad jokes, but some things didn't make sense to him. Like Saturday morning for instance, when he was obviously flustered about something, but wouldn't admit to what. And then he got in the shower and all Samandriel was getting were a bunch of weird auras. That and he could've sworn he heard Adam moan once or twice.

But he didn't say anything because he knew Adam didn't want to talk about it.

And then later when Adam wouldn't look him straight in the eye Samandriel knew something was up. He wasn't sure what, but he didn't like it.

Monday Adam was going to start his new job. He worked a shift from 11 am to 5 pm, which wasn't too long, but it meant Samandriel was going to have to stay at the motel by himself for all that time because Adam had already warned him that he couldn't stay at the diner during his shift the whole time. Samandriel was going to have to find something else to do.

Adam told Samandriel to get a hobby.