AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my Imperial Storm Army! So sorry for the light delay. My head was a mess last night. The weather still can't make up it's mind and it's driving me banana sandwiches. Anyways, y'all. My new book is out! I'm so nervous but fingers crossed! If you're struggling or have a family member that's struggling with self-harm, please give my book a read! You might find the help you're looking for. It's Never Too Late! That's also the name of the book. So support a starving author and give yourself/family member the help you/they need! Links are on my Facebook page, Tumblr, and Deviant Art! Anyways, let's go!

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R-Rest Well Little Sammy (Pre-series! Sam: 12)

Sam flinched when the thunder crashed again and lighting flashed brightly. He was home alone and as much as he hated to admit it, he was scared. The storm made it worse. He wasn't fond of them and wanted his brother. But he was with his father on a hunt and wouldn't be back until that Friday. It was only Tuesday.

He was worried for his brother and father. He wanted them home, safe and sound. He at least relaxed a little bit. It was summer and he didn't have to worry about getting up in the morning. But he couldn't sleep, knowing his brother was out there and he didn't know if he hurt or not.

He went to lay on his bed and got under the covers. He had made sure that all the windows, doors, and such were locked and salted. He had a hard time falling asleep.

"De...I want my daddy De..." He sniffed, he then whimpered when the storm made itself known again.

Suddenly, he felt calm and reassured. His eyelids grew heavy and soon he was deeply asleep.

The figure stepped out of the darkness and smiled at the boy. He brushed back the long bangs and settled in to watch his charge. Gabriel wasn't sure why, but this human needed him, and he was going to watch over him for as long as they were both alive.

"Rest well little Sammy. I'm here. I'll keep you safe." Gabriel whispered to the sleeping boy.

Sam smiled in his sleep and snuggled further into his blankets. He felt safe and warm.

Gabriel kept his promise throughout the years. Sam was his charge, and he was going to make sure he rested well.

Hey! Gabriel was in this one! :3

Until Next Time! *hides under blanket and freaks out a little more about my new book*