The love story continues-Destiel and Sabriel

The unexpected day

{5:30 A.M}
Sam's POV
I woke up at 5:30 and went downstairs. I got everyone some ibuprofen because I knew they would all wake up with a really bad hangover in a few hours. I also got them all water. I went upstairs and put a cup of water and two ibuprofen by their bedside tables.

I went back to sleep afterward I had gotten everyone ibuprofen and water.

I woke up to Gabe groaning. I looked at the clock next to me and it read 10:30.

"I'm never drinking again." He groaned.

"I get you some ibuprofen and water."

"Thanks babe."

"You're welcome, Gabe."

I got up and started getting ready. I went downstairs because my hand was in excruciatingly pain. Even when I was getting ready it was hurting really bad but I didn't want to Gabe to be worried.

I walked into the kitchen and grabbed some ibuprofen. I grabbed a glass of water and swallowed them.

(2 hours later)
My hand was still throbbing with pain. I don't know but I think I might have broken it. I think I'm going to need to go to the doctor.

There's no way I'm telling Gabe about this. He was drunk last night and I don't want him getting any idea's that someone hurt me. Because I know that he would try and track down the person that I punched last night and would probably try to kill them.

"Hey Sammy, thanks for the pills and water."

"You're welcome, Dean. Do you feel better?"

"I still have a little bit of a headache but it's not as bad as this morning."

"That's great. So, what are you and vas doing today?"

"I think we might just relax today."

"That's great."

"What are you and Gabe doing today?"

"I don't know. Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah, sure Sammy. What's up?"

"Tomorrow, do you want me and Gabe help you guys plan the wedding?"

"Yeah, that'd be great! Thanks Sammy."

"You're welcome. Can I ask you something else?"

"Shoot."

"Do you promise not to tell Gabe if I tell you?"

"Of course, Sammy. You know I'll always keep your secrets." He smiled at me.

"So, last night there was this guy at the wedding but I didn't know who he was. Jared and I were talking while his girlfriend was getting a drink at the bar. She was gone for a few minutes so I looked over at the bar and as she tried to walk away the guy grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back to the bar. So, I went over, threatened him to not touch her again or else I was going to hurt him. He touched her so I punched him. My hand was in excruciating pain this morning so I took some ibuprofen but it still hasn't stopped hurting. I think I might have broken it. But, there's something that I need to ask you?"

"Ok, what's is it?"

"Do you think you can heal it?"

"I don't know, Sammy. I mean, it's only to heal your soulmate when they get hurt. I don't know about siblings though."

"Can we at least try?"

"Yeah. But, we should probably not do it here because I don't want Gabe to kill me if he hears your crying out in pain."

"Good idea. Thanks Dean."

"Sure thing, Sam. But if this doesn't work, you're going to have to t-"

"Hell no. I don't want him getting the wrong idea. That someone hurt me instead of the other way around."

"Fine. But you'll have to go to the doctor if this doesn't work."

"Fine."

"Alright, let's go."

We got into the Impala and drove to an abandoned building so that no one could hear my screams.

We got out of the car and walked into the building. It had been an old business building of some sort and it closed down a century ago. I'm guessing, I don't actually know.

We start the healing process but then we get interrupted when suddenly pinned to the wall by a force. Dean is thrown to the opposite wall as well.

Someone walks out and it's a woman. She's wearing all black and she had red hair.

She smirked at me then she looked over at Dean and did the same thing.

"You know, I have a lot of memories in this building." She said with a smile.

"Who the hell are you?" Dean demanded.

"I remember when this building first opened. The first couple of years that it was open I liked the people that worked here. But then, they started being ruder and ruder to me. I don't know why but they did. One day I got so sick of them being rude to me and each night, whoever was the last one in the building, I would kill them. No one to hear their screams and no one to save them. At first it was hard of course, I felt guilty for the first few killing, then I had no mercy anymore. It became easier and easier to kill them. Once I killed them all, the lawyers had shut the business down because there was no one to work here anymore. Ever since then, it's only been me in this building and I swore to myself that I would kill anyone who came into this building without permission."

"What if your soulmate e-" I started to say but she cut me off.

"I don't believe in soulmates, I don't believe in love, and I certainly don't believe in mercy anymore."

"Oh come on, everyone has a soulmate whether they believe in soulmates or not."

"Well, I don't have a soulmate. Now let it go. Now, it's time to get down to business." She said smirking.

She let out a whistle and all these demons came out from their hiding spots.

The woman let us down and yelled out to her army "ATTACK!"

She let us down and all the demons came running towards us with their hands in front of them.

Dean glanced at each other before we attacked with our bare hands. I had thrown one demon against the wall hard with the force from my good hand.

Dean had done the same thing to other demons.

"DEAN, BEHIND YOU!" I yelled out to Dean.

With a quick movement he turned around and threw the demon that was about to attack him, hard against the wall.

Another demon was coming up behind him and I was about to yell out to him again but a demon had come up behind me and put a hand over my mouth. The demon had a knife and before I could throw her off me, she had cut a deep wound in my left wing.

I flapped my left wing and I heard the demon groan out in pain. I turned and saw the demon crash hard into the wall and die.

I heard my brother cry out in pain and I snapped my head toward his direction. I saw that he had a deep cut slashed against his left wing.

I ran over to him and threw the demon that was creeping up behind him hard against the left wall.

No one hurts my big brother and gets away it. I step in front of him and spread my wings out protectively.

Demons keep coming but I keep on killing them. My powers start to fade and I start to feel weak and tired but I still don't give up.

My powers are gone and two demons cut off my wings. I cry out in excruciating pain and then everything goes black.

TO BE CONTINUED...