Disclaimer: Don't own anything! Sadly... but I still proudly proclaim that I am: A Sandbox Raider!
NOTE#1: This is a warning that this story will be more about Meg finding out who she is than about her romance with Cas. This is #3 of the Horns 4 Halos Series.
NOTE#2: I admit I had a writer's block but I actually discussed my story with my son and my husband who actually gave me some new ideas that we bounced back and forth. Then my friend Chessi was a sounding board for me! It was a great help and hopefully you enjoy my version of this AU.
Chapter 1
The phone rang loudly through the almost empty house seeming to echo off the walls and bounce back.
Dean ignored it from his position nestled into the recliner in the living room. It had been two weeks since he'd gotten Sammy back and in that time he'd found it hard to sleep; like at all. He didn't want to fall asleep in case he woke up to Sammy being gone again. Sammy had finally forced him to sit and try to rest while he and Bobby went after lunch.
The phone rang again.
He began to wonder if maybe it was Sammy or Bobby. What if they had broke down? But he reasoned with himself they would call his cell phone. He shifted to a different position as he tried to get comfortable.
The phone rang yet again.
Shit! He slammed a fist into the arm of the chair as he got up and went to answer the phone. "Hello?" He snapped in frustration.
"Dean… thank god!" came a breathy voice over the line.
"Meg?" Dean questioned totally shocked to hear her voice over the phone line.
"Yes." She sighed, the exasperation clear in her voice at his surprise; she didn't have time for his shock at her actually calling him.
"Cas ain't here." Dean stated firmly.
"He can't help me. I need you." Meg stated flatly and to the point.
"You need me?" Dean asked incredulous as he pulled the phone away from his ear as if looking at it would give him answers. When he heard her talking he quickly placed the phone back to his ear.
"Yeah, unfortunately I do need you to come bail me out of jail." Meg admitted as she waited for the inevitable.
"What? What happened?" He shook his head he really shouldn't be surprised at the turn of events; she was a demon after all. At her silence he asked her in that tone that implied it was somehow her fault and he knew it, "What did you do?"
"I broke a guy's nose, okay." Meg snapped embarrassed that she was having to beg someone that recently hated her; maybe still did to come bail her out of jail.
"You went to a bar?" Dean said as he tried to hazard a guess as to why she would get into a fight.
"What? No. I was in the grocery store minding my own business." Meg said in a cranky tone.
"Then why are you in jail?" Dean asked and with a smirky tone continued, "You know, if you were minding your own business and all?"
"I don't know… I was picking out some fruit…" Meg said in a tone that did sound a tad bit confused, "I was minding my own business…" She reiterated and then sighed as she interrupted herself to say, "The sheriff wants to talk to you."
"Dean?" The sheriff asked as she took the phone and placed it to her ear.
"Jodie? What happened?" Dean asked quietly while rubbing at his eyes. He was so damn tired.
"She belongs to your bunch?" Sheriff Jodie Mills asked Dean sounding extremely put out.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. What did she do exactly?" Dean asked for what felt like the millionth time.
"Well your…" Jodie started and then paused not sure what to call Meg.
"Cousin." Dean said quickly. They hadn't really thought about how they were going to explain her new arrival.
"Well your cousin… she says the guy and I quote, 'He pinched my ass and I broke the son of a bitch's nose.' Now, Dean you guys just can't go…" The sheriff was on a role when all the sudden she paused in her tirade to ask, "are you laughing? This is not funny Winchester!" She sighed as she demanded, "Just get your ass down here and pick up your cousin… Winchesters… Bobby so owes me…" She was muttering as she hung up the phone.
Dean was laughing as he grabbed his keys. Yeah he could call Bobby and Sammy since they were already in town but he had to hear the details for himself cause this was too damn funny.
As he drove into town he realized this was a weird situation that he was now in. He was going to a jail to bail out a demon… How fucking weird was that? The same demon that had hunted them for years. She had tried everything she could to take them out; killed most of his dad's friends and put Bobby in a wheelchair.
God, he must be cracked in the head. His dad would kill him if he was alive to do it. Shit… the hairpin turns one's life takes were shocking sometimes. Even after all they had been through it was interesting that he could still feel that surprised.
But, he reasoned in his head as he pulled out of the drive; she had went to hell and got back Sammy's soul and even brought back Michael to fix him. Then again Ruby had been helpful… giving them the demon killing knife and even fixing the monster killing gun for them knowing it could be used on her; all in an attempt to convince them she was good. And they had let her in… and in doing so she had nearly destroyed Sammy and the world. It had been a long road back and not one he was eager to repeat anytime soon.
He ran a hand through his hair as he reasoned with himself, Cas trusts her… Hell, He even had feelings for her. Maybe he could trust Cas on this even if he couldn't trust his or Sam's judgment.
Or maybe not? Loving a demon. Look where that had gotten Sammy. But had Sam really loved Ruby or had she been a means to an end?
No wonder he wasn't getting any sleep he thought crankily. His life was too fucking crazy. No sane person would think that anyone even lived this way. Let alone dealt with this shit on a day to day basis.
So intent on his musings he totally missed the fact that he'd passed Bobby and Sammy who had tried to flag him down. They immediately turned around and followed Dean.
Sammy started to panic in the fact that Dean still hadn't noticed he was being followed yet and it had been almost two miles. Out loud he asked Bobby, "Has he noticed you yet? I don't think he has. Shit! Where the hell is he headed? I shouldn't have left him alone. I should have stayed and made sure he slept. Ya know he's not sleeping." He stopped for breath as he looked worriedly at Bobby.
"Calm down ya idgit. All he is doing is driving. We are right behind him. Now really how much trouble can he get into?" Bobby reasoned with his panicked passenger.
"Oh… well, right. It's just he's my brother and we've been apart so much…" Sammy began.
"Boy, it's me you're talking to. You don't have to explain it." Bobby told Sammy even as he watched Dean make a left hand turn on Main street and head past the soda shop and café.
As Dean pulled into the parking lot of the sheriff's office and parked Sammy and Bobby muttered in unison, "What the hell?"
TBC
