[Zhongyingmei] Brother does not follow the plot

Strictly speaking, there is no difference between Sam and Dean in a certain quality in his bones. In the same situation, Dean's choice is Sam's choice.But the final result of the previous life was that he was left behind, and he was left alone, so the pain was doubled.

Dean should be thankful that before returning to him, Sam vented a lot of anger on those monsters, and because of the long lost time, the beautified memories made him gradually suppress those resentments and pains.If not, when Sam saw Dean again, even he himself couldn't guarantee what he would do.

However, the dream just now tore apart the beauty carefully woven by Sam, and spread out the pain and resentment underneath nakedly in front of Sam's eyes.

There are also some uncertainties about past memories, incomplete cognition of himself, and now that Dean has done a big thing behind his back but he doesn't know what the consequences will be. These superposition finally detonated Sam's hidden The anger in the heart.

Dean's heart skipped a beat, almost thinking that Sam knew the truth about the trial.He carefully looked at his younger brother who was clearly out of control, touched Sam's forehead lightly with his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Sami...you can get up first, okay?"

The tone unconsciously used the gentleness that coaxed my younger brother back then.

"Dean Winchester!"

"I'm here." Dean blinked his eyes and showed Sam an innocent and flattering smile, "Sammygirl, you are so heavy, you are almost crushing me to death."

"Crush you to death." Sam's lips trembled. It's better to be crushed to death now than to die in a place where he can't see the bastard Dean.

On the sofa not far away, Michael, who woke up at the same time as Dean, silently watched the two human brothers rolling around on the bed, and blinked his blue eyes slowly.

The way human brothers connect is really strange.

Perhaps because of becoming a human being, Michael's body, spirit and will have been greatly tested, and his emotions have become much more abundant.Looking at the Winchester brothers like this, Michael leaned on the sofa, his body showing an extremely lazy state - mainly because he was exhausted from hunger, but his thoughts were free.

He thought again of his brother in the cage.

Lucifer is really a jerk. Although Michael doesn't like humans very much, his respect and love for God the Father can override his own preferences, but Lucifer can't.That little bastard was egotistical and proud, too proud to be arrogant.

Even if Lucifer fell into heaven and hell, Michael actually had no intention of killing Lucifer.He just wanted to tie that little bastard back to heaven and confess his mistake to God the Father.But that little bastard was very stubborn, not comparable to his strength, and Michael was not fully sure of capturing him alive.

Wait, did he just comment on Lu Xi as a little bastard?

Michael's expression was momentarily at a loss. Did he think of such an inelegant wording?

After criticizing himself for a while, Michael glared at the Winchester brothers who were doing their best to bond with each other with accusing eyes. They blamed these two human beings, the bastard who opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut. Even if Michael had no intention of emulating humans, he still Accidentally got infected with these dirty words.

If when Lucifer got out of the cage and officially started the apocalypse war with him, Michael didn't pay attention and called Lucifer "little bastard" on the spot...Michael felt that he didn't need to engage in any apocalypse, so he directly shot the sword of truth Poke yourself to death.

The Viceroy of Heaven can't afford to lose that angel.

Michael stared openly at the Winchester brothers who were fighting in a daze, while Dean complained endlessly.

Every time he completed a trial, Dean felt the feeling of being hollowed out, and he couldn't lift his hands and feet.Especially now that he has just woken up from a coma, and he is facing the tall and big bastard younger brother. Even though Sam didn't fight hard, Dean still struggled as if he had just experienced a big battle, and let himself go.

Hit it up, hit it up, remember to buy him a cheeseburger and pie.

Dean lay on the bed with his eyes open, hands and feet spread out on the bed.

With Dean's appearance, it was difficult for Sam to start.He stared at Dean for a while, snorted forcefully, and let Dean go.

Dean breathed a sigh of relief. He sat up, rubbed his messy hair, and couldn't help but said, "Sami, what's going on with you, you—why are you here!"

After noticing the existence of Michael with a glance, Dean changed the subject and pointed directly at Michael.

Far and near, there is no need to think about it.

Sam froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at Michael on the sofa.I was so excited just now that I forgot that he moved Mike into the room.

Michael blinked slowly, and said lightly: "Don't worry about me, you continue."

What to continue, what to continue!

The corner of Dean's mouth twitched slightly, he glared at Sam first, and got out of bed.As soon as his feet stepped on the floor, the bouts of exhaustion in his body made his legs go limp, and he almost didn't kneel on the ground.

Sam grabbed Dean's arm quickly and saved him from falling, but his face at that moment was worse than that of Dean who almost fell.

How did Dean's body become so weak!

"Cough." Dean cleared his throat, trying to get over the embarrassing scene just now, then turned to Sam and said, "Sammy, I'm hungry."

Sam: "..."

Dean repeated: "I'm so hungry that my legs are weak." This statement is half true, but he is hungry.

Sam: "...wait."

Dean: "And Mike, he..."

Michael: "I'm not hungry."

Michael was unusually cold and authentic.

However, the next moment, there was a "goo" sound in the room, which was extremely loud.

Dean and Sam looked at Michael at the same time.

Michael pursed his lips tightly, and a faint blush appeared on his pale face.

Sam glanced at Dean, let out a "huh", walked directly to the bedside table, picked up the phone, and ordered three set meals from the hotel front desk.

Want to dismiss him?

dream.

Dean: "..." I was stupid just now, I even forgot that there is an order service.

"Before the food is delivered." Sam glanced at Dean and Michael, and there was a sense of oppression in his calm tone, "Let's talk."

Dean glanced at Michael suspiciously, and said, "What are you talking about?"

He has something to hide from Sam, but what does it have to do with this Mike?

Sam dragged Dean to the sofa in the living room, pressed him on the sofa, and then he looked down at Dean with his arms crossed, saying each word: "Let's talk about it first, you and this Mike's soul What about the chains?"

Dean & Michael: "!!!"

Dean turned his head sharply to look at Michael, who also had chains on his soul.His chains come from trials, so what about this Mike?

Michael looked at Sam in surprise. Did he, Sam Winchester peek into his soul while he was unconscious?Why does he look fine?Those chains were bound on the angel's real body and spirit, and seeing the chains meant that he also saw the angel's real body. How could human beings look directly at the angel's glory!

Although Michael in the human world did not use a human body as a container like other angel brothers, the chains made his spirit body take on the state of a human body, but this does not mean that Michael's The essence has changed.

Archangels have a more dazzling glory than ordinary angels. One look at the real body of an ordinary angel is enough to destroy a human soul, let alone spying on an archangel.

Michael stared intently into Sam's eyes, and through his eyes, Michael tried to look into his soul.It's just that Michael is a human being after all, and his glory is almost completely suppressed by the chains. He stared at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything.

"Hello!" Seeing Michael looking at Sam with piercing eyes, Dean suddenly thought of some aspects.He quickly reached out and dragged Sam to the sofa beside him, and rubbed against Sam's body, blocking Sam's body behind.Dean glared at Michael and said, "I know my brother is very handsome, but you two are the same gender, so it's useless to look at him for a long time!"

Michael: "???"

The corner of Sam's mouth twitched, he couldn't help reaching out, squeezed Dean's palm hard, and said word by word, "Don't change the subject!"

The question he raised just now, Michael is not the point. It doesn't matter how many chains this man is wrapped around. Sam has nothing to do with it. What matters is Dean.

Sam stared.

Dean: "Uh... this one..." He turned his head to look at Sam's eyes with hints of anger, and suddenly remembered Sam in his previous life. This little bastard didn't tell him that he was tired or tired during the trial, and he didn't say anything. Mention the chain thing.So, why should Sam blame him in this life?

Thinking of this, Dean instantly gained confidence.He stared at Sam confidently, and said irresponsibly, "How would I know!"

"Dean Winchester!" Sam growled.

"Sam Winchester!" Dean growled.

Michael turned his head silently, came again, they came again.

Fortunately, this time they were concerned about Michael, the living man sitting opposite, and instead of fighting selflessly as before, they glared at each other like a bullfight. No one dared to look away until the doorbell rang.

The food delivery server has arrived.

Sam looked away first, as he got up to get his meal.Dean grabbed Michael's hand, and when the archangel was full of astonishment and wanted to shake off his palm, he dragged the person inside and closed the door without forgetting to lock it.

"you……"

"Who are you?" Dean stared at Michael. Sam's tone and the man's surprise showed that the soul of the blond man in front of him was indeed wrapped in chains. Obviously, it was different from ignorance. Dean, this Mike obviously knows.

Knowing some things and actively asking to follow him, Dean has reason to doubt the other party's true identity and purpose.

Dean took out the colt gun and deliberately disassembled it in front of Michael, deliberately letting Michael see the bullets loaded into the magazine.

Michael received Dean's faint threat, but felt speechless.

The colt gun, Michael had heard of its power, but what Dean didn't know was that this gun was not enough to kill the archangel.

…In fact, Dean knew, after all, they failed to kill Lucifer with this gun, but he didn't know that the blond man in front of him was an Archangel whose strength was comparable to that of Lucifer.