THE ROAD SO FAR

THEN

A Gypsy and an Angel:

I turned around and saw a man about my age. He had messy dark hair and...the most beautiful blue eyes. They took my breath away. They reminded me of an angel's.

I wanted to lean forward and kiss him.

He looked at so intensely that I could feel the power coming off him lightening flashed and behind him I saw...wings furling. They were only shadows, but I could tell they were magnificent. His eyes glowed a brighter blue. I stared wide eyed at him in awe and shock. I had actually befriended an angel.

We made it to Stanford University by 6:00 pm and we found his apartment.

It was an awkward drive back to the motel. I wanted to ask Cas about what crazy Sam had said, but I feared it was just a joke. And what would I do if it was true.

Cas and I didn't talk or look at each other as we went to bed. I felt lonely as I laid there. I stared at Cas' back. I felt a longing to go to him...and I felt my heart break when I didn't.

"I understand that you aren't gay-." Cas started.

"You are right." I cut him off. "I'm bi. And I love you, Angel."

I leaned forward and kissed him roughly. He didn't respond. I wondered if this was a mistake. I stopped.

"Cas?" I asked worried.

"I love you too, Gypsy."

He put his hand on the nape of my neck and pulled me in. His chapped lips met mine in a fiery kiss. It was…amazing. We parted and stared at each other.

I had to walk out of that door and it was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. Bobby got in his car and I got in mine. I drove slowly away and looked in the rear view mirror twice.

I prayed to God this would all work out. That Sam would be happy and have his normal life. That no one had to die. That there was such thing as happy endings.

"Dad?" I said.

"Dean! Please don't do this." He said desperately. "At least, wait until I get there." He reasoned.

"I can't do that. I love you." I pulled the phone away from my ear and I dropped the match.

"Hello Dean."

I grabbed the gun, aimed, it and shot the demon in the side of the head. He fell down and died.

He leaned forward and pecked me on the lips.

"Dean." I heard Dad say in a hard voice.

"I am very disappointed in you Dean. You have lied to me, went behind my back, and now this with him." He said pointing to Cas.

As he finished there was tears in his eyes. I leaned forward until our foreheads touched. I closed my eyes and we enjoyed each other being here.

"No one sees a problem with this." I heard John say. "But you are angel. And you both are men." John said.

"God doesn't hate gays."

He found his father's dead body.

They prepared a hunter's funeral the next day. No one said anything as they watched the smoke and embers reached the sky.

I heard the worst thing imaginable. Lilith calling on dogs and hearing them come. I tried to kill the dogs, but I couldn't touch me I watched as they ripped Dean apart. He screamed and yelled.

I looked at Bobby and nodded. We would have to do this on our own. I touched her forehead as Bobby stabbed her in the chest. We saw her skeleton form as she screamed. She fell dead.

I ran to Dean's body. I cradled him to my chest. I cried for him. I saw my tears land on his face.

"I will bring you back. I will get you before the other Cas does. I will save you. I will take his place." I vowed.

I kissed his forehead and picked him up. I walked out of the house. I used my powers to destroy the building behind me.

I looked at Dean. I flashed my eyes and I felt my grace burning into Dean's soul like the first time. It created a more profound bond.

"Hey Clarence and Dean." She smiled evilly.

"Meg." Cas growled.

"Get them." She said.

I heard horrible snarls and growls. Using the demon killing knife, I stabbed it. I saw the inner skeleton and it died.

As he finished the last one, an angel appeared. He looked older and was balding. His hardened face was clean shaven. He wore a suit and a silver tie.

"Zachariah." Cas said.

"Castiel." He said. "Look at what you have become. A fallen angel with a misguided cause."

"Fine. Have it your way!" Zachariah shoved against a wall and grabbed my neck.

He started speaking a spell in Enochian. A spell that made me feel dread and pain. I was going to die. This was it. I looked at Dean wanting him to be the last thing I see. He winked at me and I saw him for the angel blade I had dropped when I was shoved. I kept my face neutral as Dean sneaked up behind him. Dean stabbed him in the neck. I saw the silver tip jutting out as he opened his mouth to scream. His open mouth and eyes started to glow.

Suddenly the door to our house flew open and we saw a silhouette of a human. A demon?

"I am one of Azazel's special children. It is time for me to kill you both." She flicked her wrist and we felt nothing.

I saw her break the demon warding and they showed up. Acheri demons and Daevas.

The Acheri walked up to Dean and clawed down his already hurt chest. He screamed in agony. I yelled for her to stop. Suddenly a Daeva ripped the skin of my face. I cried out and my vision blurred. Then, I passed out.

A Freak and a Lover:

I made it to Palo Alto, California three days later. My clumsy and tired legs barely carried me off the Greyhound bus. I walked on campus and stared in awe at everything.

"It's Sam, right?" She asked.

"Yes. And you are Jessica."

"Yeah."

We went back to her place. I sat on the couch as she put in the movie. We watched Beauty and the Beast. As I watched, I couldn't help but think about it on a deeper level. I was the Beast. A mad, angry hunter. Jessica was Beauty, or Belle. A smart, strong, and independent woman.

"You okay?" Jessica interrupted.

"Yeah. Just thinking about the movie." I shrugged.

I loved hanging out with Sam. He was better than any other guy. Sam was like a prince.

We both stared at each other. As I looked longer, I noticed that Sam looked pale. I guess he wasn't used to this sort of things. After a few seconds of silence, Sam leaned. His lips met me and I kissed him back. He was one of the greatest kisses ever. I felt my heart flutter and time seemed to stop. He pulled back, gasping softly.

"Goodnight Jess." He whispered.

I went to bed wondering more about Sam. I felt there was a part of him that I didn't see. A Sam that could fight and do things. Maybe I was just being crazy.

Then, a knock was at my door. I got up and opened the door. I saw Dean, Bobby, and someone I didn't know.

"Oh no." I went to close the door.

Someone, the stranger, caught the door.

"Samuel. Let's us in and listen to us."

I yelped when the needle went into my neck. Then, it was the angel's part. The liquid acid shot through my veins. I screamed into the belt and threw my head back. Then, it was all gone.

I felt a cloud go over my mind and something wrapping around my very being. It was dark and I liked it. I felt powerful and better than the washed up angel, my worthless brother, and the pathetic old man.

"And time for a gag." Bobby said.

All I could do was glare at them. I did that for three hours when the darkness lifted. Oh no! That was what they were talking about. What they were saving me from? They were helping me and I was being so mean. I started to cry.

I woke to see Sam tossing in bed. I watched as he suddenly shot up, sweat and gasping for air. He didn't seem to notice that I was there. He looked terrified.

"Sam?" I asked, laying a hand on his arm. "Are you okay?"

"No." He shook his head. "Bad dream."

"Can you tell me about it?"

"Yes. I don't know how to start." He said surprising me.

"That was my dream. You died in this apartment in a fire. But I won't let that happen."

"Do you believe in the Supernatural?" He asked.

"The Supernatural? Like angels?"

"Yes. And demons, werewolves, wendigoes, and ghosts."

"No. That's crazy."

"Yes. I have seen it with my own eyes. It all started November 2nd, 1983. I just dreamed that it happened to you."

"Because of your Mom."

"No. Because of me. That demon did something to me that night. It put a...curse or something on me." Sam seemed at lost.

"I will always love you. I just am upset that this is true and still in shock a little bit. I need to sleep."

Our front door went flying off its hinges and went through the window. I jumped up and pulled a gun out of its hiding spot. Standing in front of me was a young military man.

"Wow, Sammy. No need for the gun." He flicked his wrist and my gun flew out of my hand.

"Who are and what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Jake and I am a special child." The man's eyes flashed yellow and he smiled sinisterly.

You however aren't anyone. You aren't one of us. So you are useless and must die."

"No." Jess whispered in horror.

I punched him in the face and it had no effect. Jake barely touched my arm and I felt the bone break. Suddenly, the man grabbed me and threw me into the wall. I coughed from all the dust.

"I think that is enough Sammy." I heard him say.

I had just gotten out when I felt something claw across my chest. The force of it knocked me the ground. I felt claws dig into my ankles and dragged me across the floor quickly. Then I was airborne. I heard Jess scream as I fell.

NOW