Sam Winchester Imagines

Angels

A/N: This story starts kinda slow but just bare with me

"Hello, Castiel," You say as you walk up to him.

You two were in heaven.

"Y/N," He greets you, "How are you doing."

"Well," You say, "And you?"

"I'm doing fine."

You close your eyes, tuning into the angel radio.

"I must go," You say. "I'm needed on Earth."

"Goodbye, Y/N," He says and you flash away.

"Ah!" Sam holllars as you appear behind him.

"Sorry," You say in a monotone voice.

He rubs the back of his neck nervously. "Y/N... Why are you here?" He asks, shoving something behind his body.

"I was summoned down here by another angel."

"Oh," He says, anxiously.

"You don't have to lie to me, Sam. I know you're hiding something. I wasn't called down here for nothing."

"I- I'm not..." He stutters.

Sam," You say.

"Fine," He says, pulling out the thing behind him. It was a peice of paper with a bunch of writing on it. The writing looked to be quick and sloppy, but you can tell that it was Sam's writing.

"What is it?" You ask, snatching the paper from his hands.

"It's a new- thing that I'm working on..." He murmers.

"What is it?"

"It's a sort of- letter..." e says.

"For who?" You ask.

"You..." He whispers.

"Me?" You hold the letter up to the light and begin to read it.

"My dearest, Y/N,

I have spent a long time with you lately, but not as much as I'd like. Lately, you've been stopping by more often. I've been thinking about you a lot; I haven't slept, or eating or a couple days. I can't stand being without you. Everything aches. II just wiant you to know that I think I live you, Y/N. -Sam"

"I don't understand love," You state.

He frowns a little and grabs the paper back.

"But," You start again, "I have been speaking with Castiel and I think we may rebel. I know that love requires sacrifice, does this count as sacrifice?" You say.

"Yes," He smiles giddily. "Yes, it does."

You smile at him, "Well, I guess that means I love you too, Sam Winchester."