The Path We Choose- podfic and text Ch 16/?
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tenoko1Title: The Path We Choose
Author: Tenoko1
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Takes place after Season five with references through Season seven
Pairings: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Sarah
Disclaimer: Do not own
Summary: Unabashed Season Six fix. I regret nothing. Several months after Sam jumps into the pit, taking Michael with him, Dean is trying to move on with his life, happenstance causing him to stumble over the newly released Supernatural novels which foretell what has not happened yet. Trying to avert the war in Heaven and everything in his life falling apart again, Dean sets out to change destiny, determined that they’ll make the future of their choosing. He should know things are never that simple.
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They’d walked back to the apartment in silence, every so often stealing glances at each other. For Dean, he was trying to convince himself that this wasn’t a dream or some huge misunderstanding between him and the angel. But being that both words and, well, kisses had been exchanged, he was pretty sure they both understood perfectly, even if he still just couldn’t believe it yet.
He bit back a smile and shook his head as they came around back, ascending the stairs then faltering at the angry sounds drifting through the screen door from the kitchen.
“I am not playing with you, Gabriel!” snapped Savvy furiously. “You angel mojo me again, and I swear to God, I will break a baseball bat off in your ass, you hear me?”
Dean and Cas both cautiously stopped in the doorway, gauging the situation. Gabriel was pressed back against the fridge with his hands raised defensively, Savvy just in front of him with a butcher knife and terrifying expression. Harley was right by her side, lips curled back in a snarl as vicious sounds emanated forth. Sam was in the dining room, gaze flicking back and forth between the pair like he wasn’t sure if he should be amused or intervene, and how safe intervening might be.
“What’s going on here?” questioned Dean cautiously, narrowed eyes drifting over the different faces.
Gabriel was still trying his best to placate the female in front of him, all charm. “Look, I’m sorry, okay? It won’t happen again. Besides, all I made you do was interrupt us, that’s not so bad is it?”
She got even further in his face. “For that brief time you took away my free will, and not you, not nobody has the right to take that from me! I am not some plaything! Are we clear?”
When he nodded again, she turned and shoved the knife in its slot and stormed off into her room, slamming the door behind her, all eyes fell back on Gabriel. Sam shook his head and walked away, clearly washing his hands of the whole thing. The archangel turned to the new arrivals only to find them both glaring furiously at him.
“You put the whammy on Sav?” growled Dean. Both he and Cas moved further into the room.
Gabriel rolled his eyes, exasperated as though everyone were completely overreacting. “All I did was have her intervene and call me and Sam inside so that an argument wouldn’t break out, that’s not so wrong, is it?”
Frowning, Dean remember the way Gabriel had snapped his fingers and pointed at Cas earlier, as though his brother had made a point he was agreeing with. Sam and Dean had both flinched, bracing for the unexpected, but nothing had happened. Oh it had, it just hadn’t happened to them.
Scoffing, Dean shook his head. “Not even here five minutes.” He shoved past the angel. “Dick move, dude.” He glanced back over his shoulder at Castiel. “Thought you said you laid down ground rules with him.”
Nerd angel was facing off with his brother, looking ever ready to do some serious smiting. “Perhaps I was not clear. Let me reiterate.”
The higher ranking angel rolled his eyes, pointing to Dean. “You went on in volume about him. ‘Don’t say anything’, ‘he doesn’t know yet’, ‘please don’t screw this up for me’,” Dean blinked in surprise, gaze shifting to Cas who was clearly blushing while still glaring at his brother.
“Gabriel!”
“What? You’ve got the glow on you now, too, so obviously the two of you cleared the air of all the longing for from a distance you two have been working for too long now.”
Confused, Dean stepped closer. “Glow?” He looked at Cas, his eyes raking over the angel’s form, then back at Gabriel. “What glow?”
“Simply a reiteration of the parabatai sigil,” interjected Cas quickly.
Scoffing, Gabriel rolled his eyes. “Dude, you have gotta stop being so embarrassed.” His gaze flicked to Dean. “You know the black bill board signs with white letters that have a simple message and then in the bottom corner it’s signed ‘God’?” The hunter nodded. “You’re wearing one. Except yours says the word ‘mine’ all big and bold, with Castiel’s name signed at the bottom. And now,” His head rolled around to regard his younger sibling. “Baby brother is sporting the same, but signed Dean Winchester. So I’m guessing this means you won’t be coming back home with me when we get back to our world.”
“You knew I wouldn’t to begin with, Gabriel.”
The archangel shrugged. “Yeah, well, if he decided to play a stubborn ass any longer, I thought there might actually be a chance you would consider it.”
“Don’t change the subject, Gabriel,” ordered Cas. “You promised to behave yourself while you were here, which meant not doing-“
Sighing the angel threw up his hands. “Okay, okay. I won’t do anything without anyone’s consent first, okay? Jeez. It wasn’t even a full on whammy. It’s not like I made her dance on a pole or something. It was more like a powerful suggestion, anything more than that would just bounce off of her because of those over protective bodyguards she’s got working for her.”
“From now on, keep your mouth shut about things that aren’t yours to tell and keep your suggestions to yourself!” growled Castiel, turning to brush past Dean and go into the living room.
The archangel and hunter stared after him, Dean frowning lightly in confusion.
“Yep,” stated Gabriel, causing Dean to look at him. “You’ve got your hands full with that one. Poor guy’s terrified of scaring you off, which personally, I think would have already happened by now if it were going to, but I guess that says a lot about how he feels.” He arched a brow, the corner of his mouth curving upward in a smirk filled with sexual suggestion. “Bet you wanna take me up on that offer to remodel the apartment with individual rooms now, don’t you?”
Dean shook his head. “No, but while we’re on the subject, I did want to ask you to switch with me.”
The shorter man’s face morphed into one of confusion. “Switch what?”
“You take the double with Cas; I’ll sleep on the single bed.”
For several long seconds, the angel’s face was completely blank, then slowly shocked, like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Are you being a gentleman?”
Dean flushed bright red and looked away. “Will you do it or not?” he demanded impatiently.
Laughing incredulously, Gabriel shook his head. “Wow. You’re as cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs over him as he is about you.” His eyes narrowed. “And here I thought I was going to have to go through the standard threatening regimen, you know, ‘Break his heart and endless Tuesdays of you dying will be the least of your concerns’ or ‘if you thought your short stint in hell was bad’, that sort of thing.”
Staring at the other man, Dean tried to decide exactly what he was willing to reveal to this angel they’d realized they could never fully count on or count out. Of Castiel’s siblings though, Gabriel was the only one who seemed to truly have any sense of familial loyalty and affection.
The hunter swallowed thickly, glancing over his shoulder to make sure they were still alone. He looked back at the angel. “This is a complete first for me as much as it is for him. I don’t want to do anything to screw it up, especially since I have no idea what I’m doing, so yeah, I’m more than content to take things very slow.” Embarrassed, he crossed his arms defensively and glared, steeling himself up to be mocked.
Surprising warmth colored the angel’s expression, a smiling crossing his lips as he reached up to clap Dean on the shoulder. “You have my blessing.” Dean’s face went bright red; the angel chuckled and moved past him, calling over his shoulder, “And, yeah, I’ll switch with you. Now if you’ll excuse me,” He pointed to Savvy’s closed door. “I have groveling to do.”
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“Wake up, wake up, wake up,” exclaimed Savvy frantically as she came bursting into the living room, clad in pajamas and Harley at her heels.
Dean roused groggily, scrubbing his face into his pillow and forcing his eyes open. He faltered when he saw he and Cas had stretched out their hands across the space between their mattresses and interlocked fingers. It made him smile, even as he withdrew from the angel who was now smiling shyly at him.
When they’d gotten ready for bed the night before, nothing had been said about the change in sleeping arrangement, Gabriel had simply shared with Cas while Dean went to get on the single. Both Sam and Cas had looked confused at first, but then Sam had given Dean the absolute sappiest look ever and Dean threw his pillow at him, hitting his brother square in the face.
“Wake up, wake up, wake up,” insisted Savvy again, kicking the foot of the air mattress where Gabriel was still asleep.
Sam groaned and dug the heel of his hand into his eye the stretched, regarding the female curiously. “What’s going on, Savvy?”
Her brown eyes snapped to him. “Get up, get your stuff together, and get ready to leave. All of you.”
Dean and Sam were immediately rising at that, all seriousness. “Why, what’s after us?”
She held up a note between her index and middle finger. “Balthazar.”
Sam snatched the note from her hand, reading it then handing it off to his brother. ‘Get your things and be ready to leave,’ it said. The taller hunter regarded her. “Where did you get this?”
She opened her mouth but was cut off by a ‘poof’ of smoke and a piece of paper fluttering to the ground. She pointed to the note that settled on Cas and Gabriel’s bed. “It did that. What’s it say?”
Cas’ blue eyes flicked to her. “‘Bring the girl.’”
Her eyes widened fractionally, then she was shaking her head. “No, no, no, no. Do not bring the girl.” Both Gabriel and Castiel had risen, the arch angel snapping his fingers to make all the beds and stuff disappear, the boys’ bags instantly at their feet. He snapped his fingers again and Savvy was suddenly dressed and ready to leave, her own full duffel at her feet while he regarded her with a no nonsense expression uncommon for him. She glared and held up a finger. “I’ll come temporarily if I have to, but my dog comes with me,” she stated, pointing to the canine at her side.
“You’ll come regardless,” stated Gabriel. He turned to the other men. “Everyone have everything? Sam, you still have the list of allies we need to look for and their skills? Good.” He pointed toward the windows at the front of the apartment Savvy was already staring at. “Our ride is here.”
It was a swirling portal of color, the same orange-pink as the powder Balthazar had originally used to get them to this side. Dean and Cas’ gazes met and locked, the hunter swallowing thickly. Figures. Things start looking up for him and of course they immediately get called back home, and God only knew what was on the other side of that portal.
Cas reached out to give his hand a squeeze reassuringly.
Gabriel’s hawk-like gaze was still on Savvy, his arms folded. “Ladies first.”
Looking as though she wanted very much to punch him, Savvy hefted her bag, tossing it through the portal, before moving over to grab the softball bat hidden by the couch. “I am not jumping through empty-handed. C’mon Harley.” The dog and girl both ran and jumped headlong through the portal.
Gabriel looked at each of the hunters. “Don’t you two chicken out and stay behind, either. C’mon, little brother.” Cas nodded and they both followed suit, diving into the portal like the pair before them had.
Sam and Dean met each other’s gazes, the younger Winchester glancing at the portal. “Guess our vacation’s over.” He tossed his bag in just as Dean did.
“Next time, I demand we go on a real one.” Sam nodded, both of them backing up a step to get a running start. “Ready?”
They ran and jumped at the same time.
Years of training allowed them to roll and land on their feet, weapons drawn and at the ready. Savvy was smarter than Dean gave her credit for if she thought of it on her own. There were no enemies around them. In fact, Dean would have sworn they were in the woods behind Bobby’s. Leaves crackled underfoot at he cautious rose to his feet, immediately looking around frantically when he realized he and Sam were alone.
Not alone, he realized a moment later. There was group of familiar people not a hundred feet away. Gabriel and Cas were with them, while Savvy and Harley stood some distance away, the girl for once demure, with her head bowed and eyes lowered.
Dean swallowed thickly, reaching out to grab his brother’s jacket sleeve and force him to look where Dean was.
Lucifer was the one standing on the end of the line up of people. Next to him, Michael. Dean only knew this because it looked like a younger version of his dad rather than Adam. John had been a better fit for Michael than Adam was. Anna was there, too, which shocked Dean. Next to her, Balthazar, Gabriel, and Castiel; all the angels standing at rapt attention like soldiers in a line up. In front of them stood a very ordinary man Dean never would have looked twice at if he passed him on the street. He was unremarkable, but from the way the angels- and even Satan- were showing respect, Dean knew there was only one person, one entity it could be.
“Oh my God, it’s God,” his hissed at his brother, both of them freezing when the man in question slowly turned his head to glance at them. Dean really wasn’t sure if he was going to be smited right then or not, but for whatever reason, he had the oddest sense the man before them smirked in amusement.
“We’re dead men,” stated Sam flatly.
“Pretty much.”
“For what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re my brother.”
“Yeah, same here.”
They continued to stare, not really sure what was about to happen. Every instinct in the elder hunter wanted to be by Cas’ side, screamed for him to be there, to grab the angel and run or at least be there by his side when this all inevitably went south. Savvy still just stood with her head bowed behind God. Y’know, for a fan of the show, she really ought to have been more concerned for her well-being so close to an atom bomb.
Dean felt suddenly like he were in a tunnel, his mind getting sucked forward to the beings in the distant, feeling the ground lurch beneath his feet, his grip on his brother tightened. “Don’t let me fall, something’s happening.”
Then he was staring at God from a much closer distance. The creator of everything stepped forward and Dean’s gaze followed without intent, shocking him to see both himself and Sam still standing in the distance, Gabriel now standing by his side. Holy shit. He was seeing through Cas’ eyes.
“Luc,” called God gently. The fallen angel on the end hadn’t actually been looking at his father at that point, but glaring pointedly anywhere other. Hearing his name though, Lucifer begrudgingly regarded the speaker. “You get one shot, Lucifer. Just one. You will help the Winchesters and their allies to the fullest of your capabilities or you will go back in the cage, do you understand? You are not to betray them or be anything other than helpful, or you will go back in the cage. You are not to allow harm to come to them through negligence on your own part, even if not by your own hand, or you will go back in the cage. If you even think about betraying them or anyone else: You. Will. Go back. In the cage.” He regarded him a moment, calm, like a parent explaining to a child why they were put in time-out and what would land them back in it. “Do you understand?”
Sucking in a deep breath, Lucifer gave a nod, only to have Michael elbow him sharply, earning the brother a glare, before the fallen angel regarded their father. “Yes, sir.”
Nodding, God turned his head to regard Michael. “The same goes for you, understood. You are to cooperate and aid. No more ridiculous fighting between you, work it out like siblings ought to. If you can’t behave yourselves-“
“Back in the cage we go,” stated Michael and Lucifer in unison, causing their Father to smirk and incline his head.
Anna stiffened as his gaze swept to her. Dean noted that God’s eyes weren’t a single color, but like an ever-shifting swirl of colors. Those inhuman eyes drifted past Anna to the brothers beside her, lingering on Castiel. Dean felt the angel stiffen, and they both knew God knew Dean was as apart of the conversation as though he were standing there. That same amused smile passed over the other man’s face, before his gaze flicked to the other faces.
“You four behave yourselves as well. Anna, no more trying to kill of the Winchesters, even if it’s to stop your brothers from making a mess of things.” She nodded. “Balthazar, stay out of trouble, but you no longer need stay in hiding.” A curt nod from the angel. A fond expression passed over their father’s face as his gaze landed on a very nervous looking Gabriel. “Gabe…” The angel flinched, lowering his gaze. “Try to keep your pranks to a minimal, shall we? Not everyone has your sense of humor.” His gaze went to move on to Castiel and drifted back. “And tell Gabriella she is more that welcome in my home whenever she would like.” The archangel’s gaze shot up in surprise, nodding rapidly. His gaze finally landed on Castiel, both hunter and angel holding their breath. It was unnerving for Dean feeling like God was looking directly at him like that. “Giving up your immortality by tying your life to that of a human you love?” God chuckled and Dean stiffened even more hearing this. Again God laughed and shook his head, gaze drifting over the face of each of the angels. “How did I manage to raise such head strong, independent thinkers?”
The way he said it, each of the angels actually seemed to swell with pride rather than being chastised. They’d all messed up, but he was proud of each of them regardless, for stretching their wings, for risking failure.
“You’re going to have your hands full with this coming battle,” God began, seriously, “but if you put aside your differences and let go of past transgressions to work together, I know you can see this through to the end and come out successful.”
They all saluted as one. “Sir!”
Pleased, God nodded and turned to the girl who stood silently by herself, her bag at her feet and dog by her side. Dean noted the way she nervously tucked her hair behind her ear and kept her gaze downcast as he approached.
“Savannah,” He said gently.
“Sir,” she answered respectfully.
“Thank you for your assistance and for taking in the people who needed you without question. I appreciate it.”
She shook her head, still refusing to raise her gaze. “I was just doing my job, sir. It was no trouble.”
“Why do you not look at me?” he questioned, angling his head. His tone was always soft, conversational.
She flinched anyway. “I’m showing respect.” He waited as though knowing she wasn’t finished. She hesitated, then admitted, “And while I doubt that is your true face, I know looking upon it while I’m in human form would kill me, so I’d rather not risk it by looking at your current guise. Sir.”
He chuckled. “You’re very wise.” He turned back around to face his children. “Oh, Castiel?” The angel stiffened. “I need to speak to he and his brother for a moment if you wouldn’t mind putting him back.” He raised a hand, flicking at the air with his thumb and middle finger in Cas’ direction, and then Dean was suddenly hurtling back into his own mind, clinging desperately to Sam’s arm as the world seemed to bob and lurch beneath his feet.
Sam was shaking him roughly. “Dean, get it together. He’s walking this way.”
Though the world swayed, Dean focused on the image of God walking over back over to Savvy, then watching as she grabbed her bag, baseball bat still in hand, and the two of them, along with Harley began walking toward the Winchesters. The angels seemed to relax now that their father’s back was to them. Bathazar and Cas hugged, then Anna and Cas, all of them grinning at each other. There was a tense moment where Michael and Lucifer just regarded each other silently for a moment, before both their faces broke out in grins and they threw their arms around each other. Apparently, seeing his family like that was enough to move Gabriel to tears because both elder brothers laughed and hugged their brother, appearing to tease him as he wiped hastily at his cheeks.
“Well,” God said as He was now close enough to the Winchesters. “I hope you boys at least got some down time in while you were away.” They glanced nervously at each other, and Sam cautiously gave a nod when the other man said nothing else. “Good. You’ll find your friends have been very busy in your absence, and beforehand, preparing for this next battle. I’ve taken the liberty of helping provide you with greater manpower. Also, Crowley and I had a chat and you’ll have no trouble from their side in the upcoming battle, so no need adding that to your lists of concerns. Afterward? Well, I suppose you’ll all fall back into old routines and patterns or either forge new ones.”
“If we survive,” interjected Dean flatly. God’s multicolored eyes shifted to him, and he had to clear his throat and look down. “Sir.”
God smiled, reaching forward to clap a hand on Dean’s shoulder, causing the hunter to look up in surprise. “I have faith, Dean. You should, too.”
Then he was gone. The hunters looked around, then across the way to the group of angels who, all at once, slowly turned their heads to regard the humans.
Dean and Sam simultaneously took a step back, Dean shoving Savvy behind them. Not that it would do them any good against that many high-ranking angels. A collective chuckle passed through the angels; Cas broke away, suddenly by Dean’s side in a flurry of wings, regarding him with his head angled to the side.
“Shall we go let Bobby know we’re back?” Nervous and uncertain, Dean’s gaze flicked to the angels now walking their way. Cas took Dean by the elbow and turned him away from the angels, prompting him toward Bobby’s. “They won’t hurt you, I promise. You have nothing to fear from them now.”
When the angel’s hand fell away from his arm, Dean reached out and captured it in his, interlacing their fingers.
“I can assure you, Cas, hearing that still doesn’t make me feel any better. Especially not with them in my blind spot behind me.”
At Bobby’s, much to Dean’s surprise, it was Lisa who came running out the door when he called out. She came out the back door uncertainly, her face lighting up when she saw him while he frowned in confusion. Then she was running down the back steps and across the yard toward him, skidding to a stop when suddenly Anna and Gabriel were protectively in front of him, their angel blades crossing defensively, keeping her from getting closer.
“Whoa! What the hell, guys?” demanded Dean.
The angels ignored him for the most part, his words seemed to wipe the aggressive expressions off their faces, but they still looked questioningly at Castiel, who nodded before they lowered their weapons and walked on as if nothing happened. The angel gave his hand a squeeze before pulling away.
“As my parabatai, they are protective of you now, too,” he explained, before smiling at Lisa and wandering inside with Sam and Savvy.
When they were alone, Dean looked at his ex-girlfriend in shock. “Lis, what are you doing here?”
She poked him square in the chest. “We made a deal and you didn’t keep to your end. You missed your weekly check in. I called Bobby and he filled me in. This place had really turned into Mission Control Center while waiting for you two to get back.” She slipped into his embrace easily when he held his arms out to her. “Geez, Dean, you really know how to get yourself into a mess of trouble. What did I tell you about signing up to save the world again?”
He chuckled and rubbed her back. “I swear I didn’t sign up for it this time either.” Their grips shifted, walking arms around each other up to the house. “It was just dumped in my lap without any one ever asking me.”
“Who’s the girl you brought with you?” she questioned, tilting her head back to regard him.
“The girl we were sent to stay with while in an alternate dimension, if you believe it. Her name’s Savvy. God’s official sword and banner taker-upper. Apparently, she can’t help but come to the aid of those that need her either. You probably didn’t know this, but on the other side of the rainbow, Sam and I are celebrities.”
“For real? Get out,” she guffawed.
“Scout’s honor,” he told her, opening the door for her. “We’re a pretty big deal.”
Almost as soon as they were walking in the door, Becky was on Dean like a dog on bone, right in front of him with eager expression and clipboard in hand.
“Thank God you’re finally here! I was expecting you sooner, c’mon, I need you out at the training field.” She was already pulling him by the arm and he looked frantically at the angels standing around Bobby’s study regarding them.
“What?” he demanded. “You try to protect me from Lisa, but you won’t lift a hand when there’s a real threat in the room?”
Becky shoved him forward, then stuck her head back in the house, pointing to the different angels. “Gabriel, Anna, Lucifer. You’re with me. There’s people I need you to meet. Actually, you might as well all come. Hurry, I don’t have all day.”
Savvy gave him a questioning look and he nodded to her, both her and Harley following the angels back out of the house. Dean scrubbed a hand over his face as Becky was out the door, this time with a mega phone in hand, and dragging him by the elbow again. “Becky, you keep talking to them like that and you are going to get smited. I suggest being as quiet and invisible as possible when in the room with any of them.”
“Whatever, Dean,” she said, flippantly waving her hand then shoving her clipboard at him, pointing to the list of names. “Okay, this is out main list of people we’ve already got fully on board and working for us. Charlie is a freaking genius when it comes to getting us funds and supplies, just asks that we don’t look too closely into how she gets them. The Sheriff and Major are currently running the troops through daily training, with the help of Crowley and our friends downstairs.” She sucked in a deep breath. “The weapons course is taking place in the warehouse right now. I’ll take you by there in a minute. We’ve rented out the entire inn and motel in town to house of the volunteer warriors and hunters. Bobby’s house is packed solid, and thanks to the help of our upstairs friends, we’re able to turn the warehouse into a freaking hotel on the inside come night fall so we have enough room to put everyone.”
“Whoa, wait, what?” He looked at her in disbelief, only briefly glancing up to see where she was leading him off to, and once back at the angels following behind them.
“Your army, Dean,” she said pointedly. “We already have it ready.”
They rounded a tower of cars and Dean came to a dead stop in surprise. The clearing was the size of a football field, filled with people in orderly file, sparring. What was amazing were the sheer number of demons on the field working side by side with humans with weapons, clearly going through the motions with them on how to attack a demon’s weak spots. The black-eyed demon would attack, the hunter would make to stab at them, they would go over the motions again. Over each section, there was clearly someone surveying the collective efforts with a critical eye.
Raising her mega phone, Becky called out, “Sergeant Cherry to report for presentation. I repeat: Sergeant Cherry! Report for presentation! All senior staff needed for immediate conference meeting. I repeat! All senior staff to report in for immediate conference meeting.”
When Dean saw ‘Sergeant Cherry’ walking toward them, he grinned, pivoting to look back at the angels. “Hey Gabe, I think this one is for you.” The archangel stepped forward curiously, eyes scanning the crowd of people. The hunter turned back. “Hey Gabbie! Look who I found!”
Father and daughter caught sight of each other and immediately took off running, making the Winchesters grin.
“Dad!” she cried out, launching herself through the air to embrace her father. Gabriel caught her easily, spinning her around as he laughed.
“Hi, Pumpkin! Oh, I’ve missed you!”
He set her on her feet, neither one of them actually letting go of the other. “Where have you been, Dad? Are you hurt? What happened? Oh my Chuck, I’m glad to see you again,” she exclaimed, hugging him again.
The prophet in question strode up with clipboard in hand then, scowling at the angels. “I’ve already told you I’d prefer you not use that phrase, Gabbie. I’m not God, you’re just going to encourage the fans that think I am if you keep doing that.”
“Holy shit! Chuck!” The prophet looked up at his name, a sheepish smile coloring his face as he waved timidly. “You’re alive!”
Sam was shaking his head in confusion. “Where have you been? We’ve been looking for you! I thought all the prophets went missing.”
Chuck waved them off, pulling a two-way radio out and speaking into it, calling more staff to meet with them before he put it away again. “I took a long walk with God, believe it or not. Then he sent me out to start collecting your army.” He hooked a thumb over his shoulder as he said it. “You can thank me later.”
Gabriel had brought Gabbie over and was introducing her to his other siblings, to which she inquired if she was expected to call them by name or tack on ‘aunt’ and ‘uncle’ titles, making all the angels laugh. Dean thought it was twilight zone weird, you ask him.
“Well look what the cat dragged in,” a female voice drawled. Dean turned and was stunned into absolute silence, not trusting what he was seeing. Ellen Harvelle was smirking at him, hand on hip. “Aren’t you just a sight for sore eyes. Get over here and hug me already.” She glanced over her shoulder to someone they couldn’t see. “Joanna Beth, you hurry up and get on over here. The boys finally came home.”
“Sam and Dean?” a voice squeaked before the blonde rounded the corner. She launched herself at Sam, who was closest, as Dean threw his arms around the elder woman, laughing incredulously. They broke apart only to switch partners.
Dean’s head was reeling as he held the blonde before him at arm’s length, unable to fathom how she was really there, then looking at her mother.
“H-how are you even here?” He laughed almost hysterically.
The mother-daughter duo looped arms, their free hands on their hips. “Seems God thought you needed all the help you could get and started by resurrecting every valuable ally you’ve had in the past, since, y’know, anyone that meets ya’ll tends to have a short life expectancy at that point.”
Jo jerked her chin back toward the house. “Ash and the girl named Charlie have joined forces and caused all kinds of illegal magic to take place. I just hope they don’t decide to take over the world, because they totally could. They’ve got us information networks for Heaven, Earth, and Hell, demon killing swords and knives coming out of our ears, all of our people can do Enochian exorcisms in their sleep, not to mention, the funds to keep this massive group fed, which I tell you is no easy feat. Gabbie isn’t powerful enough to mojo up that much food three times a day.”
“Ash is alive, too?” echoed Sam incredulously. Dean grinned at the memory of the mullet sporting genius.
Becky was marching forward on the field, waving in vain trying to get someone’s attention on the far end, talking rapidly into her own two-way radio. Dean didn’t notice the danger she was in until it was too late. Red glowing eyes and a black form pooled out of the woods behind her, hackles of the hell hound risen before it took off running toward the blonde.
Savvy tackled the girl out of harm’s way just as the hell hound sailed through the space the woman had just been standing. The beast landed and spun around; Savvy was already jumping to her feet, baseball bat in hand, swinging full force as it launched itself at her again.
Dean didn’t notice the fight until the vicious growl and snarl came out of Harley, the dog shooting forward to defend her mistress. Becky stood stunned a distance back, clipboard to her chest and eyes wide as Savvy made a point to always keep herself between the hellhound and the unarmed blonde. When the hell hound attacked again, Savvy ducked, using its forward momentum to shove a massive knife she’d had tucked away into it’s ribs and then flip the beast over her head where Harley ripped into to it savagely, the dog’s teeth tearing into the beast’s throat.
Dean and Sam were running forward to help without realizing it. Forgetting they still didn’t have any weapons on them, not even Ruby’s knife, and ignoring the voices that were calling after them.
Savvy was up on her feet again, defensively standing in front of Becky and keeping her eyes glued on the dog fighting with the Hellhound. “Are you alright?” she demanded in a bark. Becky fumbled for an answer, and Sav glared at her over her shoulder. “Are you alright?” Becky nodded. “Then run!” she exclaimed, lunging forward to fight off the creature that could very well kill her dog if it weren’t for the knife in its ribcage slowing it down.
“Enough,” a voice called simply, snapping their fingers.
Savvy’s bat vanished from her hands right before it came down on the hellhound’s skull. Then both she and Harley were standing by Becky’s side again as Crowley sauntered casually forward. The hound trotted, whimpering, over to his side, the demon ‘tsk’ed lightly before removing the blade. He regarded the weapon a moment before folding it up and tossing it to its owner.
“You know, if that had the appropriate runes on it, you’d have killed my dog.”
“Better him than us,” snapped Savvy, posture and weapon held defensive. Harley was snarling again.
“Crowley!” barked Dean as they reached them. “What the hell? I thought you were suppose to be helping us!”
The demon king rolled his eyes. “Glad you boys finally decided to make an appearance. I was beginning to think we’d be fighting the apocalypse without you.”
Scrambling forward, Becky threw herself between the two groups, arms out stretched protectively. Her back was to Crowley and the hellhound that had just been attacking her and now sat obediently by the demon’s side.
“Stop! Stop! You misunderstand!”
“Becky, what the hell are you doing?” demanded Dean angrily. Fangirl was fragging nuts!
“The hellhounds are trained to do that,” she explained rapidly. “He wouldn’t have hurt me. It’s suppose to keep the troops on their toes. They pin you to the ground in a killing position then back off once you lose. You fight them off. It’s just training.”
“Which you failed miserably at, Becky,” groused Crowley, giving her an impatient look. “Why aren’t you armed?”
“Do you see the clipboard? The mega phone? I am in coordinator mode here, okay? Not solider mode. Solider mode is tomorrow. I am multi-tasking.”
“The rules are that no one is to come on the training field unarmed, Becky, for this very reason right here. You could have been hurt, and without your OCD to keep everything running smoothly we would be in a mess of trouble.” The demon’s gaze flicked to Savvy. “You. I don’t recognize you. Name and rank?”
She rolled her weight to her back leg, hand on her hip. “Savvy. Human, of the pissed off variety.” She pivoted to look at Becky. “Are you sure you’re okay, Becky? Am I done making a fool of myself here?”
The blonde scuttled forward, nodding her head rapidly. The rapt, hero worship expression on her face as she regarded Savvy making Dean groan and roll his eyes. “No, no, I’m fine. Thank you so much. You were amazing. Hi, I’m Becky Rosen.” Her voice was all breathy as she stuck her hand out.
Sighing, Savvy bypassed the introduction, grabbing the girl’s hand instead to pull her along after her. “Nice to meet you. Let’s get you off the field to somewhere safe.”
“You know how she is when someone pulls heroics,” Dean called after the females in warning.
Sav waved him off. “Yeah, I know, I got it!”
Dean glanced at all the other faces to have gathered round at this point. Chuck stood by with clipboard in hand, focused intently on whatever was on the paper and the different voices crackling in and out over the two-way. The angels had gathered around, along with the Harvelles. A military man if Dean ever saw one came to stand with them. Jody walked up, with a smile and nod to both of the Winchesters. Sarah came out of no where, running full force and calling Sam’s name before launching herself much like Gabbie had. Sam caught her easily, laughing and setting her down on her feet.
She slapped him on the chest. “Where in God’s name have you been, Sam? I’ve been worried sick!” Her half angry gaze flicked to Dean. “Has he been keeping up with his exercises? Did you let him slack off?”
Dean raised his hands defensively. “He’s fit as a fiddle, I swear.” He grinned. “And now that we’re home, he can stop sending text messages to a phone number that didn’t exist in the other world.”
His brother flushed bright red. “Dean!”
The elder Winchester grinned. “You didn’t think I knew about that, did you? Sneaky like a ninja you are not, Sammy.”
“Well, well, well,” a female voice drawled. Dean looked over to see Meg saunter up next to Crowley. “It’s about time you boys finally decided to show up, seeing as how this whole operation is dependent on the two of you leading it.” Her gaze flicked to the angels. “Oh good. Help from on high. We’re saved.”
For whatever reason, Dean found it really funny neither she nor Crowley seemed to realize who they were in the presence of. That really begged for introductions.
He grinned way too broadly. “Meg, so glad you could show. Let me make introductions so you can all become fast friends, okay? Let’s see, this is Anael, or Anna, general in Heaven who fell of her own volition. Gabriel the archangel, also known as Loki or Trickster. Then we have Balthazar here who’s my buddy Cas’ BFF from way on back. Oh, and we really can’t forget these two, last but not least, definitely not least, we have Michael and his brother Lucifer.” He paused, faltering to look confused. “You have heard of them right?”
He was pretty sure neither Crowley nor Meg were breathing, and quite frankly, the grin on his face couldn’t get any wider. Yep, it was a good day to be a Winchester.
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Date: 2012-07-18 03:10 am (UTC)Dean sure is getting hugged by a lot of women.
I love Becky as a general.
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Date: 2012-07-18 03:28 am (UTC)Yeah, well everyone is glad to see him, and two of said females were of the recently dead variety never to be seen again. Lol hugs are well deserved. More characters and fun in the next chapter.
And yes, in case you can't tell, I'm actually quite fond of Becky. I wish they'd have done her more justice in the show. Hopefully she finally gets a happier ending.
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Date: 2012-07-18 04:09 am (UTC)I must admit I do like to read smut, too. I am bad.
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Date: 2012-08-02 02:36 am (UTC)I love it!
♥Robyn
P.S. Becky kicks fangirl ass!!!!!
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Date: 2012-08-02 02:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-20 01:29 pm (UTC)First, Gabe being Gabe... I love him to pieces, you just write him so perfect!!! Ash&Charlie the IT team... YOU BROUGHT BACK JOE AND ELLEN!!!
AND ALL THE ANGEL SIBLING LOVE!!! ;_; sjksfba LOVE IT SO MUCH! Really, I love it so much when I get to see the angel sibling love!
LOL Savvy being all BADASS! First at Gabe, then again when saving Becky... XDDD
Still love this story so much! Glad I'm finally catching up again!
*shuffles off to next chapter*
And the military organisation of everything is just too cool! But we still don't know what we're facing? Another Apocalypse? I'll see soon! :D
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Date: 2012-08-20 02:37 pm (UTC)HECK YEAH I brought Ellen and Jo back! They're apart of Sam and Dean's family too! Love them so freaking much.
Yeah, I love Savvy. Glad you are enjoying and finally getting a chance to read.