Dislaimer: These fics are based on real episodes from Supernatural. The characters and plots belong to the creator and writers for the show. If you want background on the OCs you can read the previous episodes.

Lucifer Rising

So his brother was willingly turning into a monster. So be it. If Sam knew what he was doing, and he wanted it, fine. Better to know now so they could continue moving in opposite directions. Bobby wasn't exactly in agreement, more like he was arguing with everything that came out of his mouth.

Kayla had thus far stayed pretty quiet about the whole thing; she'd been quiet since the fight at the hotel. The important thing was that he finally knew for sure that she was on his side. Though he was pretty sure she felt like crap, he didn't know what else could be concluded from her kicking Sam in the throat.

"I'm not calling him Bobby."

"Don't make me get my gun boy."

"Look we are damn near kick off for Armageddon, don't you think we've got bigger fish to fry?"

"I'm not making apologies for what he's done. But he's…"

"He's my blood? Is that what you were gonna say? He's my blood?" 'Cause demon blood sure as hell wasn't his blood.

"He's your brother, and he's drowning."

"I tried to help him, I did. Kayla tried to help him and he shoved her over."

"So try again." He answered plainly.

Dean shook his head and crossed the room, this whole thing was exhausting. "Sam never wanted part of this family. He hated this life, ran away to Stanford the first chance he got. Now it's like déjà vu all over again and I'm sick and tired of chasing that kid. Screw him, he can do what he wants."

"You don't mean that." Surely Dean wasn't going to sit and let his brother become a monster.

"Yes I do. Sam's gone, I'm not sure if he's even my brother anymore. If he ever was."

Kayla watched the change in Bobby's expression and leaned against the wall, ready for whatever he was about to do. She'd support Dean either way, even if she had to jump Bobby in the process.

Bobby threw his books off his desk and stepped up to Dean. "You stupid, stupid son of a bitch! Well boo hoo! I'm so sorry you're feelings are hurt princess. Are you under the impression that family is supposed to make you feel good? Make you an apple pie maybe? They're supposed to make you miserable that's why they're family!"

"I told him," Dean gathered his argument. "You walk out that door, don't come back. And he walked out anyway! That was his choice!"

"You sound like a whiny brat." He shook his head. "No, you sound like your dad. Let me tell you something. Your dad was a coward."

Dean tilted his head, letting the words go by and desperately fighting a violent response against them. "My dad was a lot of things, but a coward?"

"He'd rather push Sam away than reach out to him, and that don't strike me as brave. You are a better man than you're daddy ever was." Dean gave him a look and Bobby motioned towards Kayla.

"From what I've seen, absolutely." She had never been a fan of daddy Winchester, not after seeing what he'd done to them.

"Do all of us a favor, don't be him."

Dean walked to the window. They were right about dad and Sam at least; he'd always tried to be better to Sam than dad ever was. Maybe he should have spent less time trying to convince him that dad cared and more time showing him that his brother actually did. Maybe Bobby was right.

Kayla sighed quietly, maybe they should try again. Before she could say anything Dean was gone. She and Bobby exchanged a dumbfounded look. "He did just…"

"Disappear?"

"Yeah." She looked around the room and went into the hall, but it wasn't the 'running out of the room' kind of disappear. He'd vanished right in front of them. "Castiel?"

Bobby followed her into the hall. "You think the angels?"

"Shit." She breathed. "If it was, it's game time." They both turned to the sound of a knock at the door. "Your house."

Bobby went to the door and looked through the peephole, a man he didn't recognize seemed to be waiting patiently outside the door. "What do you want?"

He spoke through the door. "I'm looking for some friends of mine. Well, I don't think the Hardy Boys would consider me a friend. Maybe Kayla is around?"

"You got a name?"

"Tell her the five star resort she not so recently visited never received a feedback card from her."

Kayla raised an eyebrow and looked through the peephole. "Dominic?" She gave Bobby a nod and opened the door.

"You didn't give me your new number. I'm disappointed." He reached out and took her palm, turning it over and kissing the top of her hand the way he'd done when they'd first met. "You're difficult to get a hold of."

"Yeah, it's kind of in the job description." She looked at him, then glanced outside and pulled the door shut. "What…sorry. Bobby, this is Dominic. Dom, Bobby."

"I don't even get a proper introduction?"

"I didn't think it was appropriate under the circumstances, why are you here?" In light of the oncoming apocalypse, not everyone would be accepting of Dominic's lineage.

He quickly took in the house around him, realizing that Sam and Dean weren't there. "I heard your traveling buddies have delved into a new level of idiocracy. I'm here to help."

"Help, us, right?"

"Let's clear that up right from the bat." He looked between them. "Lucifer gets out, it's all over, even for me. He'll kill my good time, literally."

It was always good to have one of Lucifer's sons actually on their side, at least she hoped it was. "Sam is with a demon, trying to kill Lilith. Dean just disappeared, apparently the angels have taken him to prepare him for…"

"No." He stopped her firmly. "Forget everything you think you know about what's going on. Number one, the angels are not your friends."

Bobby shifted uncomfortably, he knew they shouldn't listen to those winged freaks. "What do you mean?"

"The angels are in complete chaos right now. The ones who are in charge are on his side."

"His side meaning Lucifer." Bobby went to his desk for one of his books.

"Exactly. They are his brothers after all. Now pay attention."

When Bobby turned back, Kayla was gone. He looked to Dominic.

"The angels." He grimaced. "The Winchester brothers are not supposed to know all this. Not yet."

"What can I do?"

Dominic thought for a moment. "We need to find out where this is taking place tonight."