Chapter One: Kansas Isn't Cool

Adam should've been in Hell. Adam should've been in the Cage with Michael and Lucifer. Adam should've been a demon by now.

But there he was, standing in the middle of an empty cemetery with no recollection of how he got there. Maybe this wasn't even real, maybe this was just one of Lucifer's mind tricks, but Adam didn't believe that, this felt different, more genuine.

He walked for a short while, his legs were achy and they felt as if they hadn't been used in forever. Soon he came across the entrance to the cemetery, a wooden sign proclaimed that he was in Stull, Kansas. The name sounded familiar somehow. Adam didn't know where he was going, he was still slightly concerned this was all an illusion. But he just kept walking.

He walked for about a mile down the side of a quiet road. It was mid-day judging by the sun's position in the sky. Eventually Adam found a gas station with a small store attached to it and headed inside. He didn't intend on buying anything because he didn't have any money, his pockets were empty. But once he saw all the rows of snack food he realized that he was starving.

A large man with a sunburned face and large black beard was sitting behind the checkout desk reading a book. He looked up when Adam opened the door, causing a small bell to ring. Adam nodded slightly and began to wander down the aisles. At the end of one there was a newspaper rack. Adam picked up a paper and looked at the date on the front. It was 2013, he had been in Hell for 3 whole years.

Adam stuffed his hands in his pockets again as if he would magically find some money. He wished he knew how he got out of the Cage, he felt as if his existence was kind of fake in a way. After finding he still had no money, Adam reluctantly decided to leave the store before the man thought he was a creepy hobo or something. Then Adam realized he kind of was a creepy hobo, which didn't make him feel any better.

He sat down on the curb and started thinking about everything that had happened to him. His body had been taken over by an angel, he went to Hell, his mom was dead, and he had two stupid half-brothers that screwed up his whole life. He had nowhere to go and no one to go to. He had no money, and no phone, and he was hungry and thirsty and his whole body ached. Adam found himself crying without even realizing he had been.

He decided to man up and start walking again after a while. He figured he could walk until he got into town and then figure out something from there. Adam had been walking for about ten minutes when he first heard it. It wasn't like he heard it from outside though, he heard it in his head. "Adam" it said "stay where you are". Adam was freaked out. Why should he listen to some mysterious voice in his head?

So he walked for a few more minutes and the voice returned "Adam I don't want to hurt you, I can help you".

Adam stopped in his tracks as if he was actually considering listening to the voice in his head. Sure it said it wouldn't hurt him, but since when do mysterious evil beings say they are going to hurt you.

That's what Adam was contemplating when he realized he had been standing in the same spot for over a few minutes. Well actually it was the sudden appearance of a boy who looked around his age, wearing a ripped up red and white striped Wiener Hut uniform that made him realize the former.

"Who and what are you?" Was the first thing Adam said.

"Don't be alarmed" the stranger said "I'm not going to harm you."

"I don't care if you're going to harm me or not! I want to know who you are!"

The man cleared his throat "my name is Samandriel, and I'm the one who saved you from the Cage."

Adam blinked. Was this guy saying he was the one who got him out of Hell? He sure didn't look like the hero type...

"I am an angel of the lord" Samandriel added.

Adam immediately took a few steps back "I don't want anything to do with you, just go away okay?"

"I want to help you" the angel insisted.

"Well I don't want any help. All you angels are the same, stupid dicks with wings."

"I know you must be upset with my brothers-" Adam snorted out a sarcastic laugh "but I can assure you that I am not like them."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes Adam."

"The fuck do you know my name?"

"I saved you from Hell" Samandriel looked like he wanted to roll his eyes, which made Adam almost smile because angels don't roll their eyes.

"Yeah well thanks for that, but I don't need anymore help."

The angel frowned "I wrongly assumed that you could use some currency." He had been digging through his pockets for the past few seconds, and was now holding a stack of paper money and a handful of coins. Adam looked at the money and then back up at Samandriel's face.

"Where did you get that?"

"Being an angel has its perks" he offered a crooked grin.

Adam nodded slightly, debating whether or not to accept the money. He certainly needed it, but then the angel might get the idea that he actually wanted his help. Samandriel was watching him with those eerie blue eyes, did all angels have those? It sure seemed like it.

"Why did you save me? I don't even know you" Adam pointed out.

"Heaven sent me to save you" he said.

"Why?"

Samandriel swallowed "they wouldn't say."

"You went all the way to Hell to save a pathetic human that you didn't even know just because someone told you to?"

"I had known your story previous" he protested "I have also met your brothers."

"The Winchesters? They aren't my real brothers, they didn't even care when I got thrown in the pit."

"Can you at least take this money?" Samandriel asked, almost pleading "I would feel much better if you did, I know you must need to eat, and that certainly isn't free."

Adam had to agree with the angel's logic so he reluctantly held out his hand and took the money. Samandriel seemed pleased that he accepted his offering.

"I'm gonna go now" Adam said after he stuffed the money in his pocket. Samandriel nodded.

"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you? I would offer to fly you to the nearest town, but my grace is running low at the moment" he rambled on like that for a few more seconds before Adam cut him off.

"Thanks for offering, but I'll be fine on my own" he assured.

"Oh, ok then" Samandriel seemed slightly disappointed.

Adam awkwardly began to walk again, he didn't look back for at least a whole minute, and when he did the angel was gone.

~oOo~

There was something about saving someone from Hell that makes you want to make sure they are ok. Maybe it was because saving someone from Hell is hard. Especially when the poor soul is in the Cage with Michael and Lucifer. Just getting there took a ton of work that wore down Samandriel's grace, and then he had to get out with an extra body. By the time Samandriel was back on Earth he barely had enough power to fly back to heaven and report his mission a success.

When he was done with that, Samandriel scrambled back to Earth and with almost all his remaining energy he got back to Adam... Who didn't want anything to do with him.

It was kind of understandable, the human had to put up with Michael and Lucifer for centuries in Hell, and was probably tortured to all ends by them. Castiel wasn't bad, but Adam hadn't known him for very long before Michael took him over.

After Adam left him on the side of the road, Samandriel flew to the nearest city and collapsed onto a park bench. He was so low on grace power it almost hurt.
What did humans do when they were stuck somewhere? Sam and Dean tended to find a place to stay first, the angel knew that. So he wandered around for awhile until he spotted a building with a sign in front that said "Sunnyshore Motel",

After a bit of struggle, he booked a room and found his way inside. He found a bed, a dresser, a small bathroom, and something he faintly recalled being called a TV.

He sat down on the bed and passed out minutes later.

~oOo~

Adam walked until he entered town. The first thing he did was stop at Applebee's and he got himself a burger. It was the best burger he had ever eaten. After that he checked into a dingy motel and took a shower because he was 100% gross. In which he found out he had a hand print burned onto the left side of his chest, right above his ribs. Which was really scary.

And then he pulled open the bed and fell asleep.

He woke up a few hours later and the digital clock proclaimed that it was 8pm. He didn't really have anything to do so he flipped on the TV and turned on the news, hoping to catch up on some current events. When he got bored of the news (which wasn't very long later) he found himself thinking about that angel again. If he was to be honest with himself, the guy did seem different than the other angels. He seemed younger, although that might just be because of his vessel. And he seemed a bit more caring as well... Although you could also argue that Lucifer was caring and that was most certainly not true.

That was another thing, Adam couldn't remember Hell. He knew that's where he had been, and he knew Michael and Lucifer had been there, but he couldn't remember any specific details. He couldn't even remember what the cage looked like. Which was more than slightly concerning.

He decided to go outside and take a short walk, because sitting in the motel was extremely boring. As he was walking past the building he looked over to see a few rooms with lights on and the curtains drawn, but then he began to pass a room with both the lights on and the curtains open. He couldn't help sneaking a curious glance inside. Imagine his surprise when he saw that dang angel passed out on the bed. Angels aren't even supposed to sleep! Why was he at a motel? Why was he at his motel? Wasn't he supposed to be in heaven or something?

He found himself approaching the door, which was odd because he was supposed to be taking a walk, and ignoring all angels and other supernatural creatures. And then he was twisting the doorknob, which was unlocked, and then he was standing inside the room. It all happened quite fast with little to no thought.

Samandriel was asleep, curled up in a ball in the middle of the bed. Adam didn't think angels were supposed to do that. He was asleep right? He wasn't dead? Adam walked over to the side of the bed and took a closer look. He was breathing so he figured that was a good sign.

Should he wake him up? Probably not, the angel must be sleeping for a reason.

Adam pulled the curtains closed and sat down on the edge of the bed. He wasn't really sure how long he was planning on sitting there. Maybe he was expecting Samandriel to wake up soon.

As it happened, the angel began to stir not long later. Adam didn't know the exact amount of time, he had kind of been lost in his thoughts. When he felt the bed behind him move he was snapped out of his daze.

Samandriel opened his eyes and then closed them again, the re-opened them. He uncurled himself and sat up. It was only then when he seemed to notice Adam.

"What-Adam? How-why are you here?"

"Apparently you checked into the same motel as me" he replied. "Are angels supposed to sleep?"

"I- not usually, no."

"So why were you sleeping?"

Samandriel looked uncomfortable "saving someone from Lucifer's cage is not a simple task, it involves using a lot of grace."

"So you're like low on angel power because you got me out of Hell?"

"In simple terms, yes."

"So um" Adam bit his lip "you're probably disappointed that you saved such a dick from Hell."

"I don't believe you are a dick, per say" the angel paused "I believe that you don't trust me and my brothers and sisters for a valid reason. Which leads me to ask why you would purposely enter my room?"

"I uh I just felt like I should I guess" he shrugged "Oh yeah, and this." Samandriel watched curiously as Adam pulled his shirt up to expose the handprint on his chest.

"Oh, did I- I'm sorry does it hurt?" He frowned and crawled over, reaching his hand out to lightly trace the outline of the mark. Adam shivered at the touch.

"No it doesn't hurt" Adam replied. Just about the rest of his body did though.

"I'm sorry I don't think it will go away."

"It's fine" Adam pulled his shirt back down "battlescars are cool."

Samandriel didn't look convinced.

"I guess I should probably go then, you must have some sort of important angel business to get to."

"No I don't!" He blurted, then almost embarrassedly added "I mean I don't have any any angel business, I'm stuck here. On Earth."

"Oh" Adam said.

There was an awkward silence. Well actually it was probably only awkward in Adam's opinion because angels were just weird like that.

"Where are you planning on going?" Samandriel asked.

"Anywhere" Adam shrugged "but first I need some money, and a car."

Samandriel nodded in understanding "why don't you contact the Winchesters?"

"First of all, no" he frowned "and second of all I don't even know how I would contact them."

"I could help you" the angel offered.

"I think I can manage on my own" he said. Although he was lying.

Samandriel nodded again, and the two sat in a more comfortable silence. Eventually though, Adam looked over to find that it was almost 10 o'clock, and decided that he better head back to his own room. Samandriel waved him off and pleasantly told him to come back if he changed his mind about needing help.

Adam wandered back down the sidewalk in the dark wondering what just happened.

Samandriel seemed different than the other angels he had met. He wasn't persistent, but he still expressed his opinions, and he seemed very keen to helping him out. Plus he was powerless now, so even if he wanted to he couldn't really hurt Adam. I mean he could hurt him, but it wouldn't be permanent or life threatening.

Adam went back to bed, and fell asleep almost immediately.