Straight Outta the Cage

Chapter 7

P.O.V. Of Adam

Next thing I knew I was being shaken awake.

"Adam, hey... wake up." I blinked open my eyes to see Gabriel staring down at me with a grin.

"What are you smiling a-" I tried to sit up, but realized I had my arm around Samandriel and he was asleep on me. When I moved, he stirred.

"Huh...?" he murmured.

"You two apparently fell asleep. Lucifer's still not back yet." Gabriel seemed to be asking a question more than making a statement. Samandriel sat up, allowing me to do so as well. I looked around the hotel room.

"I guess not... I didn't think it was that hard to find my brothers..." I said. Parched, I stood up and walked over to the little fridge and opened it to grab a bottle of water. I looked at the other two.

"You guys want one?" Samandriel nodded and Gabriel shook his head, so I grabbed another and tossed it at the younger one. He caught it one handed and I gave him a look to show him I was impressed.

"Nice catch." I told him. He smiled at me.

"Thanks."

"So did you catch Samandriel up?" Gabriel asked, splaying out in one of the arm chairs. I took a sip of my water, then leaned up against the wall and crossed my arms.

"Yes, Gabriel." I replied jokingly, like a child.

"Apparently that's not the only thing you did." He did his little eyebrow wiggle and I held my hands out in front of me defensively.

"No, no, no! We didn't do anything! We just fell asleep!" I glanced back over at Samandriel and saw he was turning red.

"I'm just teasing you two." Gabriel chuckled. "I know how that angel bond works. Sam and I may do some odd stuff when we see each other again too."

I stared at Gabriel for a few seconds, then at Samandriel for the same amount of time. His eyes met mine and he shrugged.

"I wonder how much longer Lucifer's going to be." Samandriel tried to break the somewhat awkward silence, eyes still on me.

"We don't even know if he found those two muttonheads yet." Gabriel responded, eyes shut as he relaxed.

"I'm not so sure how they will react when the devil pops into where they are either..." I added.

P.O.V. Of Sam

As I was grabbing a glass from one of the cupboards in the kitchen of the bunker, there was a short rush of cool air. I turned to see the familiar blonde. I dropped the glass and it shattered into pieces around my feet.

"Lucifer..." I said quietly.

"Good to see you Sam." he told me, regular smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying not to show my nervousness.

"I'll explain everything." Lucifer told me.

"SAM?!" I heard Dean call from another area of the bunker. In seconds, he and Cas were in the kitchen. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye.

"Hey Dean..."

"Lucifer?!" Dean's voice was full of shock.

"Hello Dean, Castiel!" Lucifer greeted the two of them with a warmness that I couldn't tell was him being his normal self, or not...

"What the hell are you doing out of Hell?" Dean asked, trying to use anger to hide his confusion and perhaps fear.

"Gabriel forgot to close the door to the cage after he sprung it open to get your brother out. My brother's a better brother to yours than you two are." Lucifer told us.

"You shut up!" Dean shouted.

"He's right Dean." I told him.

"I had one choice Sam! ONE! Of course I would pick your soul, I barely knew Adam!" Dean defended himself.

"It doesn't matter how well you knew him! He was and is still family!" I exclaimed. Dean glared at me.

"You have no room to judge me Sam. You're the one who pulled him down with you. And if you loved your little brother sooo much, why didn't you try to go down and get him yourself?"

"Because I had no idea how to get back into Hell without dying." It was my turn to defend myself.

"You found out how to for the second trial to close the gates, then you didn't even bother to think: 'Oh well, if I'm down there picking up Bobby, why not got pick up my little brother from the Cage?'" Dean said accusingly.

"YEAH! Like that thought EVER crossed your mind!" I snapped.

"Will you two idiots stop arguing! You're both terrible brothers? Happy? All that matters now is that he's out and waiting for you." Lucifer squeezed the bridge of his nose, annoyed.

"Why is he waiting for us?" I asked Lucifer.

"Because there is a war to be fought."

"Against what? You?" Dean asked. Lucifer sighed.

"I completely understand the feelings you have towards me, but you will have to warm up to me eventually. We have war against Michael... and who knows who else."

"Against Michael? He escaped too?"

"Of course he did, Dean." Cas said finally. "And like I said, Michael is probably searching for you."

"He is, and you're lucky I got to you first." Lucifer added.

"Oh, yeah... I'm lucky that the devil got to me before an angel did." Dean muttered sarcastically, then thought for a moment. "Actually... this is one time I may agree with you. I hate that S.O.B. Although... I don't like you too much either."

"Wait... why isn't Michael using Adam...? Who is he using?" I asked.

"I'm not sure why he wasn't using Adam... and I'm not sure who he's using now. He was using some random unlucky man. We have know idea who he is now..." Lucifer told me.

"So you're telling me we got an angry archangel on the loose, looking for me? And to top it all off, we have no idea what the S.O.B. is wearing? Great." Dean's voice was dripping in even more angry sarcasm.

"That's right." Lucifer replied.

"AND! All the angels are powerless...?"

"Except Michael and I." Lucifer said pointedly.

"Brilliant. And you came to get us..." I sighed.

"Yep." Lucifer said. He touched Cas and Cas flinched a little.

"You should be able to take Dean and follow me." Lucifer told him, then touched my forehead before I could even move.

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