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Watching over you - Midam

Michael/Adam
[Midam]

Adam slowly walked through the bunker.
He was alone, Dean, Sam and Castiel were away and worked on a case that would take a lot of time to finish it, so he would be alone for the rest of the night and probably the next day as well.
To be honest, the young boy was a bit nervous, not because he was alone, no, he had no problem with that, but he was nervous because the thing he was about to do could be quite risky.
Adam planned on summoning the archangel Michael through prayers.
He knew that it sounded like he just wanted to get killed; after all Michael manipulated him and was the reason why he was in hell for so long, but he had to do it. He needed to know something.

About half a year ago Adam woke up in the bunker with his half brothers and the angel in the trenchcoat.
He had no idea why he was there and when he asked on of the other three they always changed the topic and that was quite suspiciously.

But that he woke up in the bunker without any memories of the cage or without any knowledge about his sudden appearence at the hunters place, wasn't the only weird thing that started to happen.
Even though he forgot what happened in the cage he still knew that something was not fully alright with him. He developed anxiety and started to get scared more easily.
Loud noises, sudden changes, loud voices, someone touching him, ... All of those things made him start to shake and for a second he always saw something in his mind, but he could never tell what it was. But everytime he calmed down quite fast again, because he never felt alone if those things happened. When he started to shake and started to feel nervous and scared - or even only sad - he could feel the presence of something - or maybe someone - and he relaxed every time.

But that was still not everything. He started to find roses in his room every sunday and no one ever knew how they got in his room or who put them in there.
Well, at least no one told him if they knew who it was, but Adam had a theory.
The last time he entered his room and found the roses in a vase in his room he found something else.
Three white feathers were lying on the ground, right in front of the table and he remembered something.
He didn't know what happened before and around the time that he was possessed and took part in the fight - that was better known as the end of the apocalypse - between the two archangels, but there was one thing he knew for sure. He saw bright and perfect wings - white wings - and he knew that they belonged to the older one; Michael.
Adam had no idea why Michael should be the one that brought him flowers every week or if he even was it, but he was sure that he was involved in it, so he would ask him.

The blonde boy sighed and slowly entered his room.
It was around 11 pm and already dark outside, but he didn't even bother to turn on all the lights, it would only distract him.
Adam turned on a small, not bright, lamp next to his bed and sat down on the matress; taking out a small knife and looked down at his hand.
He wasn't quite sure if it would end that well if he really summoned Michael, so he had to have a backup plan.
The young adult placed the blade on the inside of his hand and started to cut into his own flesh.
Obviously it wasn't a good feeling and he bit his lip, swearing. But he had to do that, it was necessary.
So when he was at least a bit used to the burning feeling inside the wound he created himself, he started to paint the angel banishing symbol on the wall behind him. Hopefully he could send Michael away with it if it wouldn't end well.

After he took care over the cut in his hand, he walked back into his bedroom and sat down on his bed with his legs crossed and eyes closed.
Honestly, the halfbrother of the well known hunter had absolutely no clue how exactly he could summon Michael. And he didn't know how exactly he should pray to him, so he decided to do whatever came into his mind.
Adam took a deep breath, tried to relax a bit and then started to pray.
Uhm ... Hello Michael, I guess ... To be honest, I don't really know how all of those praying works, especially not if you would like to pray to an archangel, but I guess I'll try my best ...
That wasn't the best start, but Adam really didn't know how he should start this one-sided conversation and that was the first thing that came to his mind.
So ... I don't know how that works for you - I do not even know if you recieve this - but, here is Adam, Adam Milligan ... Your old vessel ...
It sounded weird thinking about that, but it was just the truth, he was his old vessel, and he probably didn't remember his name, so maybe he would know who he was then.
Anyway, I didn't want to bother you with the things that happened back then. I actually called - can I use the word call for that? Nevermind, I just did. Please forgive me if it is the wrong phrase - anyway, I called you because I have some questions and I hoped you might be able to give me the answers to it ...
If Michael was really listening, he stopped now, Adam was quite sure he did. He was talking too much.
Okay, so, those are questions that will sound quite random, I guess, but they still bother me and I really hope you are able to answer me ... So, I don't know how I ended up living here, in the bunker. I know that I was in hell, but I don't know how I got out! And, well, somehow I thought maybe you know how it happened? My brothers refuse to tell me what happened.
That was true and it frustrated him, he really needed to know how he escaped.
But that is not everything, unfortunately, because I do not remember what happened down there. Sometimes I have flashbacks but I am never able to tell what they are about, but whatever it was it makes me nervous and scared and - here comes my next question - every time I feel like this I feel this weird but calming presence, but I am not able to tell where it comes from.
It's not like Adam didn't like the presence, actually he loved it, he always felt so save, but he really wanted to know who this presence belonged to.
And, here comes the one that is really stupid and I apologize for it, but, every weekend I end up recieving roses as a gift and no one knows where they come from ...
And now, there was nothing than silence. Adam started to feel stupid, why did he think thaz he was able to summon an archangel? Or that he would get an answer at least? If Michael was actually listening he was probably laughing now. That was a stupid idea ...

But before the light haired male could open his eyes he heard a quiet sound. It reminded him of a curtain that was moved by the wind, or if someone turned over a few book pages at once.
His heart started to beat faster, the presence was back.
He could smell the air of a warm summer night and he instantly felt save.
"Why do you think I am the person that is able to give you the answers that you would like to get?"
A male, but soft, voice made him open his eyes quickly.
In front of him, in the almost entirely dark room stood someone.
Dark - probably black - hair, slightly glowing eyes that seemed to be light brown, hazel to be correct. He was a bit smaller than Adam, but he still looked impressing in his opinion.
"... Michael?" He asked shily, only to see how the other one nodded. "The one and only. Would you mind to answer my question first?"
He briefly tilted his head and looked at the human in front of him.
"E-ehm sure ... Well, I- ... I don't really know ... But you were in the cage too and the last time I got roses I found those on the ground-" He moved one of his hands over to his pillow and came back with those three, long, soft and white feathers. "And ... My first thought was that you might have something to do with it ..." Adam realized that his voice was shaking; he was still surprised that the archangel really appeared in his room after he prayed to him badly. And he was also a bit surprised that he was so attractive, in his opinion.
When Michael saw the feathers he said something that Adam couldn't understand, but if he didn't misunderstands the angels expression the he was swearing in another language.
"Is everything alright?" He asked carefully.
"Yes, of course ... I should just watch out if I leave any hints ... But I guess I should answer your questions now."
Now the humans heart started to beat even faster. Finally he would find out more.
"Well, yeah, I have something to do with it, actually I am the only one involved in all of those things and I am also the only one involved ..."
Was Adam hallucinating or was the look on the males face nervousness? He looked so tensed ...
"Okay ...?"
"So, I am the one that brought you to your siblings, I deleted your memories, the presence that you feel and describe as calming whenever you start to feel upset is mine as well and yes, the roses are gifts that I send you."
"But ... Why?"
"I brought you here because you would have died in the cage; it's not a place for humans. I deleted your memory because the things that he cage - and also Lucifer - did to you were too horrible. It is better if you do not remember anything."
Adam always wanted to know what happened in the cage since he got out, but when he looked in Michaels eyes he was sure that he didn't want to know those things anymore.
"And ... What about the other two things?"
He saw how the angel took a deep breath and it almost looked like he wanted to calm himself down?
"I calm you down and send you roses for the same reason. I like you, Adam Milligan, I like you a lot and I want you to be save and feel like you matter and you should know that people care about you."
"You like me?"
The young adult wasn't really sure if he understood the sentence in the right way.
"I like you, yes. I guess humans would refer to my emotions as 'love'."
Now Adam was really speechless, which caused Michael to look nervous and a bit stressed again.
"If you feel unconfortable now, because you know it is me and that I seem to develop and emotional, one-sided, bond to you, I can stop doing those ..." His voice sounded now even a bit shy.
"Who ... Said that I would feel uncomfortable? And ... Who says it is completely one-sided?"
"I did a lot of bad stuff to you back then, and I don't think that anyone could ever forgive that."
Yes, Michael manipulated him and he remembered that quite well, but he also remembered that, everytime he was surrounded by the calming presence - that belonged to Michael - he started to feel save and even loved. "Maybe I am anyone ...?" Adam sounded a bit shy and slightly smiled at the archangel.
"... Do you want to tell me that you would forgive me?" The hazel eyes of the angel started to shine even more.
"I guess so. At least you did quite a lot of things for me within the last time and I guess everyone deserves a second chance. Especially if they change that visibly."
Now the older one started to smile at the human on the bed. "Would you ... Also be okay with it if I am physically present more often?"
"Of course I am."
Adam smiled back while the angel kneeled down and carefully took his hand and kissed the back of it; which caused Adam to blush a bit.
"I couldn't feel more relieved. Thank you so much, Adam."
"You're welcome, Michael. And you can stay whenever you want."
"Even right now?"
"Of course."

When the Winchesters arrived at the bunker early in the morning they thougt nothing changed, but they quickly had to change their mind when they walked past Adams bedroom - the door was still open - and saw their young brother asleep on the bed, hugging another male that carefully stroked the blonde ones back.
Apparently another angel would live with them from now on ...