I own nothing. I make nothing. Stella and Mag are my own creation. Everyone however belongs to the CW less I say otherwise.
warning: mentions or rape.
The boys were looking for a break and what better lace to be then Bobby's when taking a break from hunting monsters and trying to figure out how to stop the apocalypse. Dean pulled into the lot and parked. Nothing was out of the normal everything was where is should be. Sam got out and went for the trunk. Better to get their clothes and weapons now then later. Dean reached the door first and knocked.
A muffled shout came through the door and a moment later Bobby opened it for them. "What?" he asked the two boys.
"There it's done leave me be." a voice shouted.
"That." "Hold still I'm not done yet damn it."
"Let go of me you freak."
"Well that's the pot calling the kettle black."
"Knock it off!" Bobby shouted.
"What the hell?" Dean asked looking down at the man he considered a second father.
"Asshole."
From the kitchen came a woman of five nine with shoulder length brown hair, blue eyes and clammy looking skin. "Next time I don't care if my stomach is hanging out don't touch it." The woman glared at Bobby then focused her sites on Sam and Dean.
"Mag this is Sam and Dean." Bobby started. From the kitchen came another woman slightly shorter then Mag with brown eyes, and freckles across her nose. Both women were thin with strong stances scars lightly marking their arms.
"That is Stella. Might as well know each other if you're all going to be here for a while." Bobby said rolling into the next room.
"What are you talking about old man we're leaving?" Mag stated.
"Ain't no way in hell you leaving with that wound ya idjit. Take your ass upstairs and sit down for a while and let it heal." Bobby glared. The boys knew better then to challenge the man when he gave them that 'don't test me look but try your luck anyway' glare. After a few moments the girl's features became somber and she sighed.
"Fine." Mag made her way upstairs once out of earshot Stella smiled at Bobby. "Bobby you are awesome." The smiling woman turned to the boys with a smile.
"Nice to meet you by the way. Sorry about my sister she's a bit prickly when she's injured. She'll be nicer later."
"You're hunters?" the boys asked in unison.
"Yup. And I'm guessing by the duffle bag full of weapons so are you." Stella smiled.
Dean nodded a smile spreading across his face. Bobby seeing this cleared his throat. "Sam I need your help looking up some lore on Selkies. Dean there's a car in the garage that needs your attention. Stella go make sure your sister hasn't jumped out the window.
Once Stella had left the room Dean glared at the older man. "Blocker."
"What?" Bobby looked at Sam to clarify. Bobby glared up and dean as he rammed him in the ankle. "Ow!"
"Boy you even think about it I'll gut you myself. Those girls are not here to be your bed partners. Their hunters and ladies and should be treated with respect. You got it?"
"Yes sir." Bobby gave him a curt nod.
Mag sat in the car her feet dangling out the window as she lay on her back staring out the window and at the ceiling of the car periodically. She itched more then it normally would. Rolling her shoulders for some relief she found none. She'd have to get Stella to help her. As long as the Winchesters were around there was no telling what they could see or how well they knew about the supernatural realm. God her shoulders itched. Mag let out a hiss of pain when she moved too much making her wound throb. She should be napping but that was no fun.
"Where's that book?"
Stella came down stairs around the time the sun had just sunken below the horizon but fleeting rays of light could still be seen. "I'm guessing she's till outside?" Stella asked Bobby.
"Yeah she's still out there. I think she fell asleep her legs are just hanging out the window." Bobby told her.
"She's in the car?" Dean enquired.
"She does that. It was out grandfather's car before he had our father." Stella explained.
"Sam can you go get her so dinner can get made." Bobby said.
Sam set down his book and went to get the woman. Sam let the coolness of the spring air settle around him as he breathed in the sent of spring air touched with oil. As Sam drew nearer to the car he heard a soft humming from with in the vehicle then soft singing.
"How I wish you could see the potential, the potential of you and me."
"It's like a book elegantly bound but, in a language that you can't read. Just yet." Sam smiled at the woman. "Uh...Hi." Mag said. Wriggling in her seat a bit to ease the itch on her back once more. It was becoming a problem.
"Bobby sent me to get you. Something about making dinner."
Mag remembered as she eased her way out the car nearly falling over because her legs had fallen asleep. Sam put an arm around her to help steady the brunette. "You okay?"
"Yeah, my legs fell asleep." Mag straightened her clothes. Sam thought she looked absolutely gorgeous in the fleeting light of the sun as if high lighted her face and hair. A breeze blew making both of them turn for the house. Sam closing the door to the car.
"So what are you going to make?" Sam asked.
"Chili, Bobby gets me to make a huge pot every time we come round. Hope you like beans." Mag smiled. About and hour later Mag called into the kitchen for everyone to come eat. The pot she used was huge. One that the boys had only seen Bobby break out to make stew or big pots of soup after a big hunt and he had a few extra hunters over.
Dean dug in like there was no tomorrow. Everyone ate in silence. "Dude slow down there's more in the pot." Sam told him.
"But it's good. When was the last time we had home cooked food?" Dean said.
"We cook all our meals. When we can that is." Stella looked over to her sister who was fidgeting in her seat.
"Stop moving around will ya?" Bobby told her.
"Scratch my back Stell. Lower. Right. Up a bit more. There. Yay. Yay. Yay. Thank you Merlin." Mag sighed in relief.
After dinner Sam and Dean were made to clean the kitchen. Bobby called it an early night and the girls went to the room they'd be sharing. Making sure the door was locked Mag ripped off her shirt and unfolded her wings to full capacity.
They were white and currently spotted with blood and dirt. "Stay here I'll get some water and a cloth." Stella said.
"No. Just rip them off you know they grow right back. Come on they itch." Stella sat on the bed as she began ripping the bloody and dirty feathers from her sister's wings letting them collect in a pile of the floor. Once the last bloody feather was gone Mag felt so much better.
"Go on to bed. I'm gonna catch a shower then burn these."
"Okay. Try not to wake the house with your singing." Stella joked.
"Whatever."
~SPN~SPN~SPN~
The following morning Sam ventured down stairs after sending a restless night sharing a bed with Dean. He could remember all the times they'd shared as kids and there had been so much room back then.
"But then again you weren't six foot five and Dean wasn't six one." Sam told himself out loud.
Singing drifted out from the kitchen as someone worked about in it. The smells of breakfast being made made Sam's stomach give a loud audible grumble.
"Gettin' born in the state of Mississippi, Poppa was a copper and her momma was a hippie. In Alabama she-"
"Was swinging hammer price you gotta pay when you break the panorama." Sam joined in.
"Will you stop doing that please? Come on and sit down breakfast is nearly ready." Mag told him.
"Need any help?"
"No I'm fine." Mag downed a strong painkiller so it left her with a tingling sensation around the wound but it didn't bother her much unless she did unnecessary reaching. Now that her wings were clean and hidden once more things could go better.
"The others?"
"Stella is sleeping. Bobby is outside. You don't need me to tell you where Dean is." Mag smirked.
They lapsed into a comfortable silence. Mag humming to herself forgetting Sam to be in the kitchen and stated softly singing once more. "At the end of the world or the last thing I see, you are never coming home, never coming home. Could I? Should I?"
"And all the things that you never ever told me and all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me." Sam sang.
"Stop that." Mag turned on him spatula in hand with a frown upon her face.
"Stop singing music I like." Sam smiled at her.
Mag finished the eggs and bacon scooping some onto a plate for her sister. "Hey."
"Hey, what? You're a big boy fix your own plate." She chuckled as she left for the stairs.
Stella frowned when she saw the smirk on her sister's face. "You look like Mommy when you do that? What did you do?" Stella took the plate her sister handed her.
"Nothing. Yet. Eat breakfast go shower and get dressed for the day. We got stuff do." Mag told her the smile till on her face as she looked into the yard. Sam was laid out on the ground looking as if he were simply sunbathing in the early morning light. But with knees bend and arms behind his head he brought himself up into the first of what would be a rep of about 50 sit ups.
"What are you staring at?"
"What? Nothing thinking." She smiled as she continued to watch the man.
"You're freaking me out." Stella told her around a mouth full of toast. "You'll survive. I'm going outside to stretch these things." Mag walked out the door down the hall bumping into Dean on her way.
"Morning beautiful." Dean flashed her his usual 'I'm a charmer' smile.
"Nice try pretty boy but my daddy taught me not to trust a pretty face." Mag smiled as she made her way around the elder Winchester. Stepping out into the sun that covered the porch Mag stood next to Bobby watching out over the yard.
"Shouldn't you be sitting down resting that wound?" Bobby told her.
"Its half healed already." She told him. Bobby was the only person in the world besides Stella who knew what Mag was. What she was wasn't normal.
Mag was abnormal; okay she was a freak of nature, an abomination. Even she thought so sometimes. You don't hear of people with wings that can actually move them. She could fly as high as the birds if not higher. Mag's story wasn't really a pretty one. Her mother had been married to her sister's father. One night while Rachel walked home from a friend's house she was attacked and raped.
By some divine power the woman was pregnant with Mag. All Rachel had to go on was a beam of bright white light and it scared her. But Mag was born and at her birth it was already present she wasn't fully human both her mother and father knew. But she was never really sure her father loved her because she wasn't his.
When Stella was born they were happy and joyful. Stella was normal, she wasn't some freak kid but Mag still loved her sister and wanted what was best for her. So she took care of her. Sure her father taught her things like never trust a boy with a pretty smile. He taught her to use a gun and make sure she had good aim.
Mag and Stella didn't have to have a hunter's life. Sure they just so happened to be born out a hunter's bloodline and were taught they ways they had options and after the car accident just after Stella graduated from Princeton they left everything they knew for the road.
It had been while they were cleaning out the house that they found their father's hunting notes everything from different creatures and monsters to little things marking milestones in the girls' lives. It was here Mag learned the full truth and so she and her sister set out. Mag wanted to find the creature had had stolen a proper life from her and Stella would follow her sister into the depths of hell if the elder allowed it.
That was how they found themselves at Bobby's a few times. The man had never met the girls seen pictures of them every now and again but never met them until they showed up on his doorstep injured and soaking wet.
Sam came trotting up the steps sweat upon his brow. "Hey Bobby." The older hunter nodded.
"Tone deaf." Sam told her.
"Green giant." She glared him as he walked into the house. Bobby was old but he damn sure wasn't stupid. He knew exactly what was going to happen. Now whether he should try to put an end to it now was the question.
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Songs Mag and Sam were singing:
Dani California by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Ghost of you by My Chemical Romance.
If this sees another chapter, which I hope it does there will be more Dean and Stella.