All You Did was Save my Life

Boys and Their Angels

            A few weeks after the Adam incident, the Winchester brothers found themselves preparing to head to Detroit.

            "You can't leave," Gabriel said, watching as Sam threw a shirt in his bag.

            "I have to," Sam said, "It's the only way."

            "It's not the only way!" Gabriel exclaimed, "It can't be!"

            "Well it is!" Sam cried, turning to face the archangel, "It is Gabe. I'm sorry." Gabriel stared at Sam for a moment before he walked over to the bed and slowly sank down onto it. Over the past couple months Gabriel had started to change significantly. When he confronted Lucifer you were hardly able to tell he was carrying a child. Now though it was obvious.

            "Gabe," Sam crouched in front of the angel, "I'm sorry. You know if there was another way to do this I would."

            "I know," Gabriel sighed, "What if it doesn't work though?"

            "It'll work," Sam said.

            "But what if it doesn't?" Gabriel questioned, "Sam, you're going to say yes to the devil. What if you can't fight him?"

            "I can fight him," Sam assured the angel.

            "But-"

            "No buts," Sam said firmly, "I can fight him, alright? I have way too many reasons to come home, I'm not just going to let him win." Sam leaned forward and kissed the archangel before leaning down to press his lips to Gabe's stomach.

            "I'll come back to you," Sam said quietly.

            "You better," Gabriel said, "Because if you don't I'll be forced to come after you." He said it with a smile on his face, but Sam glared at him.

            "Not funny," he said

            "Not joking," Gabriel replied, pushing himself forward. Sam grabbed his hands and helped him up, allowing Gabriel to lean against his chest.

            "It'll be okay," Sam said, "You've got Jesse here and Balthazar said he's going to stay with you."

            "Cas is going," Gabriel murmured.

            "Yeah," Sam nodded, "He and Dean agreed that when we finally went after Lucifer he could come."

            "And I guess if this all goes south then Dean's gonna need someone there with him." Sam tightened his grip on the angel, but didn't say anything in return.

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            In the other room, Dean and Cas were lying on their bed, a packed duffle next to the door.

            "Dean?" Cas said, his head resting on Dean's chest.

            "Yeah Cas?" Dean said.

            "Are you alright?"

            "I'm fine Cas."

            "Are you sure?" Cas pressed, "You're not usually so..."

            "So... what?" Dean asked.

            "Cuddle-y."

            "I'm fine Cas," Dean repeated.

            "You're worried about Sam," Cas said quietly.

            "Well yeah," Dean said, "He's my brother. I always worry about him." Cas didn't say anything, just reached his hand over to thread his fingers through Dean's.

            "What if this doesn't work?" Dean asked suddenly, "What if he can't fight him?"

            "Then Lucifer will have control," Cas said, "And he will face Michael on the battlefield."

            "But I need to say yes!" Dean said, "If I don't say yes to Michael then he doesn't have a vessel!"

            "The angels will find a way," Cas said sadly, "They always do."

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            Unbeknownst to any of the residents at Singer Salvage, the angels were doing exactly that. A hand reached its way out of the ground, desperately clawing for an escape. Someone else reached down and pulled the person from the earth. Blinking against the harsh light, the teenager looked up to see a man in a suit standing over him.

            "Hi Adam, I'm Zachariah."