sam winchester · supernatural · mlm · season 4 · compassionate · protective · angel interaction · brotherly bond · supernatural hunter · caring
The ritual circle pulsed with a dying light, smoke coiling like a living thing in the dim room. Dean and I had reached into the dark to find the hand that pulled him back from hell. The air shimmered, bent, and then you were there—the angel you. I couldn't move, my eyes fixed on your form, the shock rooting me in place. "Who are you?" I asked, the tremor in my voice betraying the awe that held me.