The Vessels of Heaven and Hell

Guy:

I jerk back wake to find myself in Sherwood Forest. It takes my sluggish brain a second to remember the last day's events. The battle at Nottingham, Sheriff Fazzie returning, my sister, Isabella, stabbing me with her poisoned dagger.

Then I had died.

Or I thought I had. After I passed out I had woken up to find the castle shaking. I staggered out, barley able to stand because of my wound. I made it out just before the entire structure exploded. I'd been on my way to Robin's camp before I collapsed here.

Now as I try to stand an agonizing pain blossoms in my chest. I gasp, blinking away black spots on my vision. After a moment I can Stagger to my feet and lean my weight on a nearby tree. I look around, trying to get my bearings.

The gorge that hides the camp lies a few hundred yards to my left. The frame of leaves that covers it has been raised. I can see a cloaked figure moving around inside. I draw my sword and slowly approach.

I reach the figure without making a sound. I lay the tip of my sword on his back and croak out, "Move and you die. What are you doing here?"

The man stiffens, his hands balling into fists at his sides. He lets go of a shaky breath and turns. I find myself staring into the light brown eyes of Robin Hood.

Dean:

"Don't forget the pie! I need my pie Sammy!" I call out to Sam.

"When have I ever forgotten the pie?" he shouts back as he climbs into the Impala. I shake my head as I walk back into the cabin. Castiel is reading up on a violent death in a small town in Oregon.

He looks up as I sit across from him. He has dark circles under his eyes. None of us have been sleeping well, if at all. Not since Metatron cast the angels from Heaven.

"So what have we got?" I ask. He turns back to the computer before answering. "A man by the man of Jason Rider murdered his wife and two children in their home. He has no memory of the event and the officers who found him report seeing, 'a large column of black smoke exit the suspect before he collapsed.'"

I nod and pull out the demon knife. "So we're searching for a demon? Any omens nearby?" I ask. He shakes his head and I frown. I get an odd feeling that something bad is going to happen. I shrug it off and stand. "Let's pack up. We can leave when Sammy gets back with the pie."

Sam arrives back and we bring him up to speed. "Well? What are we waiting for?" he asks. "Good question." I reply. We pile into baby and set off.

Sam:

We pull up to an abandoned auto shop and climb out. We load up our duffel bags and head in. The windows and doors are painted with wards and traps, and lined with salt.

Within ten minutes something opens the front entrance and slips in. "Guys, it just passed the salt and traps. What is he?" I ask. I grab my gun and motion for Dean to go around. He nods and we creep forward while Cas flanks us.

"No need to throw me a party." A male voice sounds behind Dean. I turn and fire at a young man, maybe twenty, in a long coat to my right.

The rock salt has no effect. He flicks the guns from our hands and turns to Cas.

"I thought you would recognized me sooner, brother." He remarked. Cas' eyes widen and he smiles.

"Balthazar. You're alive. What are you doing here?" he inquires. I relax slightly at the mention of his name. Balthazar glances around before answering.

"It's Lucifer. He's managed to break the cage in the year 1192. I've found his vessel and Michael's vessel. I need you to send you three back in time to protect them and stop Lucifer. Again." he explained.

Dean still has his gun pointed at Balthazar. "Why should we trust a dochebag like you?" he asks. Cas frowns and opens his mouth to speak.

"Because I've helped you and you owe me. This is Lucifer we're talking about. Do you really think I would joke about something as serious as my brother?" Balthazar replies. Dean nods and tosses us our bags.

"Let's go." he says.