Beyond The Edge

Chapter 7

When Sam wakes up, it takes a minute for the previous evening to register in his mind. He rolls onto his side and sees Lucifer already awake and looking down at him with a soft smile. "Hey Lucy."

"Hi baby. Did you sleep good?"

"Amazing actually." Sam sits up and stretches before asking, "Is there any food here?"

"Somehow, yes. I think its part of the magic in the house."

"Awesome!" He stands up and makes his way to the door. He has his hand on the handle when he hears Lucifer say, "Sammy, wait! I am not letting you cook."

Sam turns and pouts at his almost-mate who has moved right behind him. "Please Lucy?"

"Nope. I really don't want this house to get burned down. And you know that face doesn't work on me." Lucifer sticks his tongue out at Sam before opening the door and running down to the kitchen. Sam shakes his head and decides to change his clothes before heading down to eat.

In the closet he finds a plain black t-shirt and a simple red plaid button down to put on over it. He pulls out a pair of jeans and slips them on before finding his phone. When he turns it on, he finds two unread texts. One text is from Dean, the other from Gabriel.

He opens the text from Dean first. 'I got your voicemail. I trust Luce not to let anything happen to you, just don't get killed or sent to jail. Let me know if you need anything Sammy.' Sam smiles and shakes his head when he reads the text.

He opens Gabriel's message next. His heart drops when he reads, 'Hey Sam. Text me when you are free, I think we need to talk.' Immediately Sam's head is full of all the terrible things that he could want to talk about. What did he find out that needs talking about? Did he do something wrong? Does Gabriel not want him anymore?

Sam's phone slips out of his hand and thumps loudly on the marble floor as he slowly slides down the wall. He wraps his arms around his legs and pulls them in close to his body before burying his face. Sam sits there for a long time trying to pull himself out of the panic attack but every time he starts feeling better, another thought pops into his head.

Eventually Sam manages to calm himself down enough to make his way down to the main floor where the kitchen, and Lucifer, is after grabbing his now cracked phone. As soon as he reaches the stairs he is hit by the smell of bacon and pancakes. Seconds later Sam is walking through the door into the kitchen only to be met by Lucifer's wide smile, which drops almost immediately when he feels his emotions.

Moving away from the stove, Lucifer pulls Sam into a hug before asking, "What's wrong baby?"

Sam says nothing, instead just holds out his phone for him to see. Looking at the phone in confusion, Lucifer grabs it and looks at the message. Realization floods his face as he rereads the message. Lucifer pulls him into another hug as he says, "I'm sure it's nothing Sammy. If it was that important he wouldn't have waited until you are free. No matter what it is, I will defend you baby." When Sam pulls away, Lucifer brushes his hair out of his face and presses a kiss to his forehead.

Sam smiles at him slightly. "Love you Lucy," he says. He smells the air, noticing smoke in the air. "I think the food might be burning," he tells the older man, pointing at the stove.

The look of horror on Lucifer's face when he says this is enough to make Sam fall to the ground laughing. Lucifer just purses his lips and mock glares at Sam before bursting out laughing himself. "Whelp, how about we drive somewhere for breakfast?" Sam asks once he catches his breath.

"Sounds good. Just let me find something a bit more presentable to wear," he replies gesturing to his pajama pants and lack of shirt.

About five minutes later Lucifer appears fully dressed and holding a piece of plastic in his hand. "What's that?" Sam asks referring to the plastic card.