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Summary: Sam and Dean meat an unlikely ally. Set in season 1, cause that's where I'm at in Supernatural

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Supernatural > Angel-CenteredXanderloverFR71450011,10223 Oct 0823 Oct 08No
Dislcaimer: I do not own Buffy or Supernatural

"look, Sam, I understand what you're talking about," sighed Dean. "But dad wants us to come here."

"I don't care!" Sam shouted. "Look Dean, I want to find him! We know he's alive, now we need to find him. I'm tired of all this waiting. Of all this blind faith."

"I know you are," sighed Dean. "But dad gave us orders..."

"You always do this," scoffed Sam. "Now you're the good son, right? And I'm the jerk? The screw up?"

"Are you saying it should be the other way around?" Dean snapped at him darkly. He sighed again. "Look, Sammy..."

"Don't call me Sammy!" Sam growled. "And don't contact me until you've come to your senses."

"We've already split up once before, remember?" Dean called after him. "We always wind up finding each other again. You can't escape me!"

"Yeah, but I can try!" Sam shouted back as he carried his duffle bag. Dean groaned and kicked the car before entering. He left, trying to convince himself that at least Sam knew where he was staying this time. That this wasn't for real. This was just another one of Sam's tempers.

Heat rose inside Sam as he walked off. He couldn't stand it. He couldn't stand Dean being the good soldier boy while he was the bad one. But nothing was bad about him. He just wanted to find his father, was that so awful? Suddenly, out of no where, a figure lunged out him.

He shouted as he grabbed his knife that he kept hidden in his back pocket. His eyes widened at a demon that was standing in front of him.

As he cursed he tried to lung at the beast, but the beast was too smart for him. He seemed to know every move in advance. As he struggled to breathe while the demon's hands pressed against his throat another figure came from behind him. Sam's first instinct was that it was Dean, but he was too busy trying to breathe to get a clear visual. The figure was strong, though. Strong enough to through the demon and smash it against the wall.

"Are you all right?" The figure asked him as he helped Sam to his feat.

"Yeah," Sam gasped, quickly realizing that it wasn't Dean. Dissapointed at that realization went through his body momentarily. "Thanks." He stared at the tall dark, brooding like man. "I'm Sam," He said. "Sam Winchester." He looked at his savor. "What's yours?"

The man stared at him for a while, before responding.

"Angel," he said softly. "My name is Angel," and with that he left, leaving Sam more than a little stunned....

The End?

You have reached the end of "The Avengers" – so far. This story is incomplete and the last chapter was posted on 23 Oct 08.

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