Sam Winchester's Angel

Chapter Five- Secrets...

"I'm just popping in to say 'Hi'." He smirked.
"Crowley, you never just 'Pop in to say hi'. What do you want from me? Why is it that when I'm finally happy again, you show up and rip it all away!?" I said, angrily.
"Ooh, so much hostility." He chuckled.
Without thinking, I back handed the demon. "Tell me what you want before I kill you right now." I growled.
"You." He said, and I blinked.
"What?"
"You really have no idea how powerful you are, do you?" He asked. I shook my head. "Well you should really ask your little angel how much he's been keeping from you, darling. It truly is a waste, you see, I can show you what you're really worth." He grinned.
"I've had quite enough of you." I growled through my teeth, taking a deep breath, I placed my hands on his chest and sent his ass straight back to Hell.
Crowley disappeared, leaving only the foul smell of sulfur. I turned around and went out to my car, grabbing a cigarette out of my pack in the door and sat down on the bench. I took a long draw and ran my fingers through my hair.
"What did he mean powerful?" I thought to myself.
"Willow? A-are you okay?" Sam asked sitting beside me.
"Yeah, I'm fine.." I half smiled.
"Sending demons back to Hell is a hard task, especially when its the "King"." I joked.
"Yeah, tell me about it." Sam smiled.

Sam and I gathered Dean and Cas, and headed home, and I went straight for my bed. I changed into a pair of loose grey sweat pants and a black tank top, and crawled into bed. I closed my eyes and drifted, quickly, into a light sleep. Soon after, I felt myself being wrapped in a pair of warm arms, and held to a warm, bare chest. I snuggled closer, and recognized the, now familiar, scent of old books, salad and coffee. Sam. I smiled to myself and tried to snuggle even closer to him, and he hugged me tight, not making any sound, or saying anything, he just held me. I drifted deeper and deeper to sleep, and I began to dream.

The room was bright, and I was surrounded by white walls. I blinked and looked around, "Where am I?" I said. A woman with long blonde hair appeared, holding a bundle of pink blankets.
"I will miss you, little Willow, and I know you will use your powers for good. I love you." The woman cooed softly to the baby in her arms, placing her in a bassinet. I walked over to the bassinet, and looked in, the baby looked just like me when I was a baby. All of a sudden, Castiel appears, looking sullen. "Tara, it's time. I must take Willow to her new family." He said picking up the tiny baby. "Castiel, who will be her guardian?" Tara asked.
"I have been assigned as her guardian. And I will take care of her, I promise." The woman, Tara, started to cry softly. "Mommy loves you little Willow. Be safe." She kissed the baby's head and Castiel disappeared.

I woke up with a jolt, and started looking around. I realized I was still snuggled up to Sam's chest, and he was running his fingers through my hair. "Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yeah. I'm okay." I looked up at him and smiled. He kissed my forehead and hugged me tight.
"Willow?" Sam asked.
"Yeah?" I looked up into his hazel eyes.
"What powers was Crowley talking about?" He asked hesitantly.
"Well, I'm not a hundred percent sure, I- I mean I know I have special abilities, but I don't know why, or how much I can do. Castiel has taught me all I know right now, he says he's gonna teach me something new as soon as I perfect my most recent lesson." I said. "That reminds me, I have to tell him about my dream!"
"Wh- what do you mean?" Sam looked at me confused, as he untangled himself from me.
"Well, I more or less have to ask him about my dream, because he was in it. And I don't know what it meant." I explained.
"Oh, okay." He half smiled.
I looked at him and smiled, and he smiled back, running his fingers through his hair.
"What's the matter?" I asked, moving closer to him.
"Huh? Oh, nothing.. I'm just trying to wrap my head around everything." He said, sitting up.
"I am too, I mean, for all I know I could be a monster..." I trailed off.
"Willow, you're anything but a monster." Sam said, pulling me up to his chest and kissing the top of my head.
I smiled and looked up at him, touching his cheek softly. He closed his eyes at my touch and I felt his body erupt in goosebumps, giggling to myself I studied his face for a moment;
The way his eyebrows furrowed, in thought.
His cheekbones.
His stubble.
His dimples.
The cupid's bow on his top lip...

Without thought, I attached my lips to his softly, moving my hand to the back of his neck. Our lips molded perfectly together. Sam wrapped his hands around my hips and kissed me, almost as if he had been wanting to do this for a while - honestly, I did too. I tangled my fingers in his hair and tugged slightly, earning a small growl from him. I tugged harder and he gripped my hips tighter, I growled that time, running my nails down his back, slowly but firmly. This must've sent him over the edge, because suddenly I was laying on my back with Sam hovering me. We broke apart for a moment, to catch our breath, Sam looked at me, not with lust or hunger, but with passion and adoration. I smiled, and he did the same, kissing me softly and moving down my neck. His hands lifting the hem of my shirt, slowly, and I shivered at his touch. I arched my back as he lifted my shirt, I was slightly self conscious, but somehow I knew I could trust him. Sam studied my body, carefully, as if my skin were made of gold.... I smiled softly, knowing that as long as Sam is around, I'll be safe. Sam looked at me and smiled, kissing my forehead, then my nose, and finally reattached our lips. We stayed like this for what seemed like forever, when I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
Sam groaned, and I giggled.
"Who is it?" I called.
"Willow, we need to talk." It was Castiel, he must want to talk about what happened earlier.
"Okay, I'll be out in a minute, Cas." I replied as Sam peeled his lips from my neck, and looked at me with his big puppy eyes.
"I'm sorry sweetheart, but I tell you what, we can finish this tonight." I smiled and pecked his lips. He smiled brightly and nodded. "Okay, come on. I need answers. I want to know what I really am." I said sliding my tank top back on, and noticing that my stitches were completely healed.
"Huh, my stitches are healed." I said, looking at Sam.
"Really? I just stitched you up last night." He said confused.
"I know. But you can take them out later." I said sliding off my bed, and heading towards the door with Sam following close behind.