How to Woo Sam Winchester Chapter 3/5
Walt and Roy, two names that filled Dean with pure rage. It was a rage that had only grown when he had been forced to play nice with them and seek their help. Michael had seen what they had done to Sam, how they had killed him in cold blood all because of who he was meant to be, not at all realizing that, that battle was coming. It was something that could be denied unless your name was Winchester; than it seemed fate and destiny couldn’t stand up against their love.
And Michael could understand Dean’s rage. He felt it as well as his own. He hated watching Dean’s memories as Sam was killed by a bunch of hunters who had let their fear rule them. It was time that he dealt with them in the way that Dean couldn’t.
“Dean?” Walt looked confused at the sight of the hunter standing before him and a Roy, looking very different from the last time he had seen Dean. “New look?” He couldn’t help but tease.
“Oh, it is more than just a new outfit.” Dean’s eyes flashed a blue.
Walt couldn’t breathe. He had only heard of one race that eyes glowed like that, he didn’t even have a chance to reach for his gun before he was tossed back into Roy as the man, no angel stepped closer.
“My name is Michael and I am here to make good on the promise that Dean made all those years ago when you killed his brother in front of him. This will serve as a warning, I protect what is mine and Sam Winchester is most certainly mine.”
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Mary Winchester hadn’t been friends with Walt and Roy. She hadn’t even been that fond of them. There was a history with her boys; one that while Dean and Sam tried to put it aside to work with them, she could see it in their eyes. They hadn’t trusted them and were thrilled when they were out of the bunker.
“Are you sure it is them?” Mary asked Ketch. She had seen dead bodies before. As a hunter it was a part of the job but she had never seen bodies so clearly tortured.
“Indeed it is them; while whoever did this made sure it would be hard to identify them. Whoever did this, did it as a warning.” Ketch had seen a lot of things in his life and he knew torture when he saw it.
“How do you know that?” Mary asked she didn’t doubt Ketch.
“Come with me.” Ketch lead her deeper into the warehouse where the two bodies had been strung up.
Mary let out a gasp as she saw the message written in blood on that was on display all over the walls of the warehouse.
Sam Winchester is mine, this is a sample of what will happen should you touch him.
“Who could have done this and is my son in danger!” Mary felt fear grip her. She already had one son in danger. She wasn’t sure that she could handle both of them in danger.
“From what I have seen of your sons they can look after one another; as for who did this I have no clue but they wanted their message known and known it will be. Someone powerful did this, proving that they will go to extreme measures to get their point across.” Ketch had an idea who had done this but he didn’t want to say anything.
Too bad Mary could read him. “You have an idea of who was behind this don’t you?” When Ketch didn’t say anything Mary reacted liked a mother bear protecting her cub and before Ketch knew what was happening Mary had him pinned to the wall with her knife pressed against his throat. “Tell me, Arthur, now!”
“God, you are beautiful like this.” Ketch remembered why he fell for the woman before him.
Rolling her eyes, Mary pressed her knife a little closer, making a shallow cut that bled just a little. “Now is the time tell me what you know.”
“My sources who led me here gave me a description of the man who walked out of the warehouse. His description matched Dean's to a t.”
Stunned Mary pulled back. “Michael did this? But why?” Mary did not want to think of any reason why Michael would claim Sam as his own.
“That is the million dollar question and honestly I’m not so sure we want to know the answer.”
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Sleep wasn’t a friend of Sam’s. It never was when Dean was in danger. The last time that Sam had so little sleep was when Dean died in his arms and his body disappeared from the bunker. Sam could not rest until he knew that Dean was somewhere safe and with his body under the control of Michael’s command, Dean was anything but safe.
‘Thank God for coffee.’ Sam had lost count of how many cups he had. Taking another swallow, he put the cup down before returning his attention back to his laptop doing his best to keep his typing to a minimum as he glanced at the sleeping figure in the other bed. While sleep was not his friend he was happy to see that it hadn’t abandoned Jack. The younger man certainly needed his rest.
The vibration of his phone had Sam blinking and he had been thankful that he set the thing to vibrate while Jack slept. Picking it up as he rose to his feet he moved toward the bathroom so he wouldn’t disturb Jack.
“Sam.”
Sam couldn’t help but smile as he heard his friend’s voice over the line, “Hey Castiel how are things at the bunker?”
“I am not at the bunker Sam.”
A frown appeared on Sam’s face. “Then where are you? Are you okay, do you need back-up?” While Sam’s focus was on saving Dean, the last thing he wanted was his friends and family in danger.
“I got a cry for help from a fellow angel and I went to check it out. It is not good Sam,” Castiel began the last thing he wanted to do was add more weight onto Sam’s already heavy burden. “I have found an angel, the one that had been working with Lucifer. She is dead and it looks like that whoever had her tortured her. It almost looks like some kind of warning.”
“Do you think it was Michael?” Sam asked, his grip tightening on his phone.
“I believe so but why I do not know.” Castiel couldn’t see the point in Michael killing an angel especially since there are so few of them now.
“Could Michael have done it because learned she worked with Lucifer? Michael is a leader and to him, any angel who worked with Lucifer was an enemy?” Sam suggested.
“That is possible just stay safe Sam. We do not want to lose you as well.”
A small smile appeared on Sam’s face. “I will. Thanks for letting me know Cas.” as he hung up the phone the smile slipped away as a frown appeared on his face. “Just what are you up to Michael?” Sam didn’t like not knowing what was going on and Michael was confusing him big time.
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Mary was debating. She knew that Sam needed to know that Michael had killed two hunters but she also knew that they needed to keep it quiet. That a different world’s version of Michael was here in his perfect vessel running around free. She wasn’t sure how this world’s hunters would react to the news. She knew how the ones in the bunker would and the last thing they needed was revenge filled hunters trying to take on a fully powered archangel.
“You look like you have a lot on your mind.” To say Rowena had been surprised to find Mary Winchester at her doorstep looking rattled was an understatement. She was surprised and wondering why Mary came to her of all people. They weren’t friends, they barely knew each other but she had a feeling it was because they both loved those two flannel wearing knuckleheads who had saved the world time and time again.
“Michael killed two hunters that Sam and Dean had a history with; one I don’t know all about but I don’t think it was good. He also left a warning that it is what will happen to anyone who touches Sam. I don’t know why I am telling you this.”
“Because I was a mother and the last thing you want is to see your children in danger.” There was a sadness in Rowena’s voice, one that could not be missed. She might have not been the best mother but she had loved her son and she still mourned him now.
Mary couldn’t deny that Rowena had a point. “I just don’t understand why Michael would put that kind of warning out. What does he want with Sam?”
“I don’t know dear but it can’t be good. Sam has gone through enough. We will not let Michael hurt him as well.” If need be, Rowena would go toe to toe against Michael to protect those she saw as family. “Sam asked me for a spell to find Michael I think that maybe you and I should tag along and make sure that Michael knows that Sam has people who will defend him.”
For the first time since Mary had seen Michael’s warning, she felt herself smile. “That sounds like a plan. Michael won’t know what hit him.”
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Michael loved watching Dean’s memories of Sam even if he did his best to keep Michael out of them, it was fruitless but still, Michael had to give him an A for effort. Sam was everything Michael had known he was and more. He saw Sam through Dean's eyes. He saw how Sam shone like Lucifer had been meant to be, the Morningstar the brightest of all. Only it wasn't Lucifer that was meant to take that role it was meant to be Sam. Sam was the one to shine the brightest of all.
“Sam Winchester is meant to be mine no other is fit to rule beside me.” Michael knew that was the absolute truth. “So strong yet so carrying,” Michael whispered as he watched Sam stay standing time and time again when others did their best to break him.
While his admiration of Sam grew so did his dislike for this world’s angels as he saw how his soon to be consort was treated by them. “How can they be so blind? Do they not see how his soul shines! He is not an abomination or something to be discarded and looked down upon!”
‘Finally something we agree on.’ Dean hated that Michael was seeing memories that were precious to him but no matter how much he tried to fight he wasn’t strong enough to stop Michael from violating his mind and seeing his memories of Sam. He was grateful though, that Michael hadn’t gone to look at the more intimate moments between him and Sam. He didn’t want Michael to see how Sam looked as he came, how he kissed him or when he whispered I love you to Dean. No those were his and he would be damned if Michael got a look at them, especially when it was clear that he really meant when he said; he wanted Sam as his consort and that would never happen.
Michael wasn’t surprised that Dean agreed with him. He also knew that Dean was keeping memories from him. Precious ones that he guarded even now when he knew how easy it would be for Michael to wipe him out. But he wouldn’t, he couldn’t send Dean’s soul to heaven. If he did, if there was nothing left of Dean in his body then Sam would have nothing left to fight for and he would find a way to join his brother and that was the last thing that Michael wanted to happen.
Michael saw the bond between Dean and Sam, the love the two of them had for one another. How that love had done the impossible and defied destiny as they chose each other and sent both Lucifer and this world’s Michael to the cage.
Michael experienced Dean’s sheer overwhelming grief as he watched his brother, his soul mate, his other half toss himself into the cage.
That had robbed Michael of all breath as he watched Sam Winchester do what no other soul had ever been able to do, fight back an angel or archangel let alone the devil’s possession. He wrestled back his body from Lucifer’s control and did what needed to be done, even if it meant he would be trapped until the end of time in the cage. At least Dean would be safe.
It no longer mattered to him that Sam was a mere human. No Sam would stand by his side willing or not.
“You can fight me all you wish Dean, in the end, I shall win. In the end your beloved Sam, the one you have pledged your life, heart, and soul to shall be mine and there is nothing you can do to stop me,” Michael vowed ignoring the growing rage and protectiveness within Dean’s soul. Dean was powerless to do anything.
‘And that is where you will fail. You may have my face and body but that will not be enough to sway Sam. I know Sammy and he will find a way to help me break free of you and then you will pay for even thinking about touching my Sammy.’ Dean was is a man of action, but this called for patience until the time was right to strike.
Michael had it all worked out. His pawns were beginning to move into place but there was just one thing that might throw a wrench into the works and undo all his hard work.
Or one person and that was Sam Winchester.
Sam who Dean said yes for. Sam who Dean was is fighting for, to return to.
He didn’t understand how one person can could love someone so deeply that they would do anything to save them.
He never got a chance to meet Sam, not properly. “I’ll have to change that,” Michael murmured. He never found humans attractive. But there was something about Sam Winchester. Maybe it was because he was seeing him through Dean’s eyes, but he wanted him. After all, a King needed a consort and Sam would fit that role perfectly. Except for that brief moment, that they had met, which had been far too brief for his tastes. No he wanted to feel Sam tremble beneath him as he touched him.
An angel can see a human’s soul and it took everything within Michael not to react to the sheer beauty that was Sam Winchester’s soul, it was utterly breathtaking. It was like nothing he had ever seen before. It outshone the brightest of stars and all other angels’ grace. He had to have Sam as his.
‘No, it is too soon to act. I must allow them to believe that I am truly gone, that Dean is free from my control.’ Michael reminded himself from the spot he had hidden in Dean’s mind where he didn’t have to worry about Castiel’s, even in his weaken state finding him.
‘I just need to wait a little longer then everything will be in place and I will have this world and Sam as mine.’ Michael could wait. He was patient when he needed to be and to have Sam Winchester as his consort he could wait as long as he needed to. After all he would still have a taste of Sam while hidden in Dean’s mind. Dean would never know when he was not in control and Sam would never know that it wasn’t Dean’s lips he was kissing or it wasn’t Dean that was thrusting into him, marking and claiming him. Yes, Michael could wait but that didn’t mean he didn’t have plans of tasting what was soon to be his.
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“Is that Mary and Rowena?”
Jack sounded as confused as Sam no doubt felt. “Yeah, I think it is,” Sam confirmed after a momentarily checking to make sure his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him. That indeed the two women had gotten out of the same car and were making their way towards them.
“They rode in the same car.” Jack sounded a little awed and scared which Sam figured was the right reaction.
“They did and they both look to be in one piece. I don’t know if that is a good thing or a bad thing,” Sam admitted.
Sharing a look, the two men approached the two women who looked rather amused at the worried look in the guy’s eyes.
“Really boys you look like we would have killed one another. It was just a simple car ride we can put aside our differences long enough to warn you,” Rowena explained.
“Warn us about what?” Sam didn’t like the tone in her voice.
“Walt and Roy are dead,” Mary informed her son.
Sam didn’t know how to feel about that. Sure he had tried to put aside his hatred of the men and work along with them. “I’m sorry to hear that but what does that have to do with our search for Dean?” He was a little confused as to what two dead hunters had to do with Dean.
“There was a warning left where their bodies were found. It stated that is the fate of anyone who dares to touch Sam Winchester and Ketch’s informants said that the man who left looked like Dean,” Mary explained.
All thought faded from Sam’s mind. Michael had killed the two hunters who had killed him and Dean all because of the blood that ran through him because he had been the boy king and Lucifer’s chosen vessel. “Michael killed them? But why?”
“They hurt you Sam,” Jack spoke up. “Michael laid a claim on you. Sam I believe he is now showing angels, demons, monsters, and hunters what will happen if they should try and harm you.”
“Wait! What do you mean claim? Sam, is there something you didn’t tell me?” Mary looked at her son with a raised eyebrow.
While Sam didn’t know how to explain what had happened between him and Michael when he had first taken over Dean’s body; Jack had no such issues, “Michael flirted with Sam before taking off with Dean.”
“Can’t say that I blame him,” Rowena responded as she gave Sam a look over. He was a tall drink of water but she knew that it was better to keep her hands to herself. She liked breathing and Dean Winchester was one possessive son of a bitch when it came to his Sam.
“And when were you going to tell me this Sam? You could have been in danger! What if he hurts you?” Mary couldn’t lose her son.
“I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to worry you. I still don’t Mom. I don’t know why Michael is flirting with me. For all we know it could be a trick to keep me off my guard.” Sam didn’t know why Michael had flirted with him and the last thing he wanted was for his mom to have another thing to worry about. “Who is watching the hunters back at the bunker?”
“Don’t worry Sam they can look after themselves, besides right now the main thing is getting Dean back and keeping you safe from Michael. But I called your friend Jody. She said she and Donna would be happy to watch over them so don’t worry.”
“You warned Jody about Bobby right?” Sam asked; he didn’t want Jody to walk in unprepared. It would be a shock for Jody to find the other world’s Bobby alive when their Bobby was dead.
“I did, don’t worry Sam everything is under control. No, let us focus on finding Michael and getting Dean back.”
And Michael could understand Dean’s rage. He felt it as well as his own. He hated watching Dean’s memories as Sam was killed by a bunch of hunters who had let their fear rule them. It was time that he dealt with them in the way that Dean couldn’t.
“Dean?” Walt looked confused at the sight of the hunter standing before him and a Roy, looking very different from the last time he had seen Dean. “New look?” He couldn’t help but tease.
“Oh, it is more than just a new outfit.” Dean’s eyes flashed a blue.
Walt couldn’t breathe. He had only heard of one race that eyes glowed like that, he didn’t even have a chance to reach for his gun before he was tossed back into Roy as the man, no angel stepped closer.
“My name is Michael and I am here to make good on the promise that Dean made all those years ago when you killed his brother in front of him. This will serve as a warning, I protect what is mine and Sam Winchester is most certainly mine.”
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Mary Winchester hadn’t been friends with Walt and Roy. She hadn’t even been that fond of them. There was a history with her boys; one that while Dean and Sam tried to put it aside to work with them, she could see it in their eyes. They hadn’t trusted them and were thrilled when they were out of the bunker.
“Are you sure it is them?” Mary asked Ketch. She had seen dead bodies before. As a hunter it was a part of the job but she had never seen bodies so clearly tortured.
“Indeed it is them; while whoever did this made sure it would be hard to identify them. Whoever did this, did it as a warning.” Ketch had seen a lot of things in his life and he knew torture when he saw it.
“How do you know that?” Mary asked she didn’t doubt Ketch.
“Come with me.” Ketch lead her deeper into the warehouse where the two bodies had been strung up.
Mary let out a gasp as she saw the message written in blood on that was on display all over the walls of the warehouse.
Sam Winchester is mine, this is a sample of what will happen should you touch him.
“Who could have done this and is my son in danger!” Mary felt fear grip her. She already had one son in danger. She wasn’t sure that she could handle both of them in danger.
“From what I have seen of your sons they can look after one another; as for who did this I have no clue but they wanted their message known and known it will be. Someone powerful did this, proving that they will go to extreme measures to get their point across.” Ketch had an idea who had done this but he didn’t want to say anything.
Too bad Mary could read him. “You have an idea of who was behind this don’t you?” When Ketch didn’t say anything Mary reacted liked a mother bear protecting her cub and before Ketch knew what was happening Mary had him pinned to the wall with her knife pressed against his throat. “Tell me, Arthur, now!”
“God, you are beautiful like this.” Ketch remembered why he fell for the woman before him.
Rolling her eyes, Mary pressed her knife a little closer, making a shallow cut that bled just a little. “Now is the time tell me what you know.”
“My sources who led me here gave me a description of the man who walked out of the warehouse. His description matched Dean's to a t.”
Stunned Mary pulled back. “Michael did this? But why?” Mary did not want to think of any reason why Michael would claim Sam as his own.
“That is the million dollar question and honestly I’m not so sure we want to know the answer.”
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Sleep wasn’t a friend of Sam’s. It never was when Dean was in danger. The last time that Sam had so little sleep was when Dean died in his arms and his body disappeared from the bunker. Sam could not rest until he knew that Dean was somewhere safe and with his body under the control of Michael’s command, Dean was anything but safe.
‘Thank God for coffee.’ Sam had lost count of how many cups he had. Taking another swallow, he put the cup down before returning his attention back to his laptop doing his best to keep his typing to a minimum as he glanced at the sleeping figure in the other bed. While sleep was not his friend he was happy to see that it hadn’t abandoned Jack. The younger man certainly needed his rest.
The vibration of his phone had Sam blinking and he had been thankful that he set the thing to vibrate while Jack slept. Picking it up as he rose to his feet he moved toward the bathroom so he wouldn’t disturb Jack.
“Sam.”
Sam couldn’t help but smile as he heard his friend’s voice over the line, “Hey Castiel how are things at the bunker?”
“I am not at the bunker Sam.”
A frown appeared on Sam’s face. “Then where are you? Are you okay, do you need back-up?” While Sam’s focus was on saving Dean, the last thing he wanted was his friends and family in danger.
“I got a cry for help from a fellow angel and I went to check it out. It is not good Sam,” Castiel began the last thing he wanted to do was add more weight onto Sam’s already heavy burden. “I have found an angel, the one that had been working with Lucifer. She is dead and it looks like that whoever had her tortured her. It almost looks like some kind of warning.”
“Do you think it was Michael?” Sam asked, his grip tightening on his phone.
“I believe so but why I do not know.” Castiel couldn’t see the point in Michael killing an angel especially since there are so few of them now.
“Could Michael have done it because learned she worked with Lucifer? Michael is a leader and to him, any angel who worked with Lucifer was an enemy?” Sam suggested.
“That is possible just stay safe Sam. We do not want to lose you as well.”
A small smile appeared on Sam’s face. “I will. Thanks for letting me know Cas.” as he hung up the phone the smile slipped away as a frown appeared on his face. “Just what are you up to Michael?” Sam didn’t like not knowing what was going on and Michael was confusing him big time.
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Mary was debating. She knew that Sam needed to know that Michael had killed two hunters but she also knew that they needed to keep it quiet. That a different world’s version of Michael was here in his perfect vessel running around free. She wasn’t sure how this world’s hunters would react to the news. She knew how the ones in the bunker would and the last thing they needed was revenge filled hunters trying to take on a fully powered archangel.
“You look like you have a lot on your mind.” To say Rowena had been surprised to find Mary Winchester at her doorstep looking rattled was an understatement. She was surprised and wondering why Mary came to her of all people. They weren’t friends, they barely knew each other but she had a feeling it was because they both loved those two flannel wearing knuckleheads who had saved the world time and time again.
“Michael killed two hunters that Sam and Dean had a history with; one I don’t know all about but I don’t think it was good. He also left a warning that it is what will happen to anyone who touches Sam. I don’t know why I am telling you this.”
“Because I was a mother and the last thing you want is to see your children in danger.” There was a sadness in Rowena’s voice, one that could not be missed. She might have not been the best mother but she had loved her son and she still mourned him now.
Mary couldn’t deny that Rowena had a point. “I just don’t understand why Michael would put that kind of warning out. What does he want with Sam?”
“I don’t know dear but it can’t be good. Sam has gone through enough. We will not let Michael hurt him as well.” If need be, Rowena would go toe to toe against Michael to protect those she saw as family. “Sam asked me for a spell to find Michael I think that maybe you and I should tag along and make sure that Michael knows that Sam has people who will defend him.”
For the first time since Mary had seen Michael’s warning, she felt herself smile. “That sounds like a plan. Michael won’t know what hit him.”
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Michael loved watching Dean’s memories of Sam even if he did his best to keep Michael out of them, it was fruitless but still, Michael had to give him an A for effort. Sam was everything Michael had known he was and more. He saw Sam through Dean's eyes. He saw how Sam shone like Lucifer had been meant to be, the Morningstar the brightest of all. Only it wasn't Lucifer that was meant to take that role it was meant to be Sam. Sam was the one to shine the brightest of all.
“Sam Winchester is meant to be mine no other is fit to rule beside me.” Michael knew that was the absolute truth. “So strong yet so carrying,” Michael whispered as he watched Sam stay standing time and time again when others did their best to break him.
While his admiration of Sam grew so did his dislike for this world’s angels as he saw how his soon to be consort was treated by them. “How can they be so blind? Do they not see how his soul shines! He is not an abomination or something to be discarded and looked down upon!”
‘Finally something we agree on.’ Dean hated that Michael was seeing memories that were precious to him but no matter how much he tried to fight he wasn’t strong enough to stop Michael from violating his mind and seeing his memories of Sam. He was grateful though, that Michael hadn’t gone to look at the more intimate moments between him and Sam. He didn’t want Michael to see how Sam looked as he came, how he kissed him or when he whispered I love you to Dean. No those were his and he would be damned if Michael got a look at them, especially when it was clear that he really meant when he said; he wanted Sam as his consort and that would never happen.
Michael wasn’t surprised that Dean agreed with him. He also knew that Dean was keeping memories from him. Precious ones that he guarded even now when he knew how easy it would be for Michael to wipe him out. But he wouldn’t, he couldn’t send Dean’s soul to heaven. If he did, if there was nothing left of Dean in his body then Sam would have nothing left to fight for and he would find a way to join his brother and that was the last thing that Michael wanted to happen.
Michael saw the bond between Dean and Sam, the love the two of them had for one another. How that love had done the impossible and defied destiny as they chose each other and sent both Lucifer and this world’s Michael to the cage.
Michael experienced Dean’s sheer overwhelming grief as he watched his brother, his soul mate, his other half toss himself into the cage.
That had robbed Michael of all breath as he watched Sam Winchester do what no other soul had ever been able to do, fight back an angel or archangel let alone the devil’s possession. He wrestled back his body from Lucifer’s control and did what needed to be done, even if it meant he would be trapped until the end of time in the cage. At least Dean would be safe.
It no longer mattered to him that Sam was a mere human. No Sam would stand by his side willing or not.
“You can fight me all you wish Dean, in the end, I shall win. In the end your beloved Sam, the one you have pledged your life, heart, and soul to shall be mine and there is nothing you can do to stop me,” Michael vowed ignoring the growing rage and protectiveness within Dean’s soul. Dean was powerless to do anything.
‘And that is where you will fail. You may have my face and body but that will not be enough to sway Sam. I know Sammy and he will find a way to help me break free of you and then you will pay for even thinking about touching my Sammy.’ Dean was is a man of action, but this called for patience until the time was right to strike.
Michael had it all worked out. His pawns were beginning to move into place but there was just one thing that might throw a wrench into the works and undo all his hard work.
Or one person and that was Sam Winchester.
Sam who Dean said yes for. Sam who Dean was is fighting for, to return to.
He didn’t understand how one person can could love someone so deeply that they would do anything to save them.
He never got a chance to meet Sam, not properly. “I’ll have to change that,” Michael murmured. He never found humans attractive. But there was something about Sam Winchester. Maybe it was because he was seeing him through Dean’s eyes, but he wanted him. After all, a King needed a consort and Sam would fit that role perfectly. Except for that brief moment, that they had met, which had been far too brief for his tastes. No he wanted to feel Sam tremble beneath him as he touched him.
An angel can see a human’s soul and it took everything within Michael not to react to the sheer beauty that was Sam Winchester’s soul, it was utterly breathtaking. It was like nothing he had ever seen before. It outshone the brightest of stars and all other angels’ grace. He had to have Sam as his.
‘No, it is too soon to act. I must allow them to believe that I am truly gone, that Dean is free from my control.’ Michael reminded himself from the spot he had hidden in Dean’s mind where he didn’t have to worry about Castiel’s, even in his weaken state finding him.
‘I just need to wait a little longer then everything will be in place and I will have this world and Sam as mine.’ Michael could wait. He was patient when he needed to be and to have Sam Winchester as his consort he could wait as long as he needed to. After all he would still have a taste of Sam while hidden in Dean’s mind. Dean would never know when he was not in control and Sam would never know that it wasn’t Dean’s lips he was kissing or it wasn’t Dean that was thrusting into him, marking and claiming him. Yes, Michael could wait but that didn’t mean he didn’t have plans of tasting what was soon to be his.
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“Is that Mary and Rowena?”
Jack sounded as confused as Sam no doubt felt. “Yeah, I think it is,” Sam confirmed after a momentarily checking to make sure his eyes weren’t playing tricks on him. That indeed the two women had gotten out of the same car and were making their way towards them.
“They rode in the same car.” Jack sounded a little awed and scared which Sam figured was the right reaction.
“They did and they both look to be in one piece. I don’t know if that is a good thing or a bad thing,” Sam admitted.
Sharing a look, the two men approached the two women who looked rather amused at the worried look in the guy’s eyes.
“Really boys you look like we would have killed one another. It was just a simple car ride we can put aside our differences long enough to warn you,” Rowena explained.
“Warn us about what?” Sam didn’t like the tone in her voice.
“Walt and Roy are dead,” Mary informed her son.
Sam didn’t know how to feel about that. Sure he had tried to put aside his hatred of the men and work along with them. “I’m sorry to hear that but what does that have to do with our search for Dean?” He was a little confused as to what two dead hunters had to do with Dean.
“There was a warning left where their bodies were found. It stated that is the fate of anyone who dares to touch Sam Winchester and Ketch’s informants said that the man who left looked like Dean,” Mary explained.
All thought faded from Sam’s mind. Michael had killed the two hunters who had killed him and Dean all because of the blood that ran through him because he had been the boy king and Lucifer’s chosen vessel. “Michael killed them? But why?”
“They hurt you Sam,” Jack spoke up. “Michael laid a claim on you. Sam I believe he is now showing angels, demons, monsters, and hunters what will happen if they should try and harm you.”
“Wait! What do you mean claim? Sam, is there something you didn’t tell me?” Mary looked at her son with a raised eyebrow.
While Sam didn’t know how to explain what had happened between him and Michael when he had first taken over Dean’s body; Jack had no such issues, “Michael flirted with Sam before taking off with Dean.”
“Can’t say that I blame him,” Rowena responded as she gave Sam a look over. He was a tall drink of water but she knew that it was better to keep her hands to herself. She liked breathing and Dean Winchester was one possessive son of a bitch when it came to his Sam.
“And when were you going to tell me this Sam? You could have been in danger! What if he hurts you?” Mary couldn’t lose her son.
“I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want to worry you. I still don’t Mom. I don’t know why Michael is flirting with me. For all we know it could be a trick to keep me off my guard.” Sam didn’t know why Michael had flirted with him and the last thing he wanted was for his mom to have another thing to worry about. “Who is watching the hunters back at the bunker?”
“Don’t worry Sam they can look after themselves, besides right now the main thing is getting Dean back and keeping you safe from Michael. But I called your friend Jody. She said she and Donna would be happy to watch over them so don’t worry.”
“You warned Jody about Bobby right?” Sam asked; he didn’t want Jody to walk in unprepared. It would be a shock for Jody to find the other world’s Bobby alive when their Bobby was dead.
“I did, don’t worry Sam everything is under control. No, let us focus on finding Michael and getting Dean back.”