This is my first supernatual story I do not own this show I wish I did, if so Desitel would be real) This story has Desitel, Lucifer x Sam and thanks to my crazy mind a cool story that I won't ruin the surprise for you guys so I hope you enjoy, please review that's the only way this story will continue. I apologize that Cas isn't perfect but I am working on it. I want to thank Peppe for betaing, and Kindneythieves for helping me toss this idea around. So please enjoy...
Chapter 1: AnimaAnimals
"You should have let me kill him Sammy, I was so close I could have done it," Dean argued as he drove his Impala down the highway. Sam looked at his brother from behind the rag he was using to wipe the splattered blood off his face. "Dean you have maybe have four or five fractured ribs I'm pretty sure you can't even lift a weapon right now," Sam rebutted as he tossed the rag to the floor. "I would have survived I mean it's not like it was that Trickster… it was a vampire Sam, so I have a couple busted ribs I'll survive. Let's just find a place to stay the night and we'll find out where to go next tomorrow, I'm tired, hungry and filthy… so let's get an early start in the morning," Dean said as he covered his mouth so he wouldn't show how tired he was.
Sam looked at the phone in his hand. "There should be a hotel around here somewhere, so find it before you drive off the road," Sam remarked as he put his head back to get some rest. The car roared along the back country highway. Dean covered another yawn as he pressed his foot down on the gas pedal hoping they would reach a town soon, after another hour Dean pulled his baby into the parking lot of a Bates motel reject. Dragging himself out of the car he went into the office and paid for the last room the motel had that had a queen size bed only. Going back to his car Dean grabbed Sam and dragged his body across the long porch and into their hotel room. After dumping Sam on the bed Dean went back to the car and grabbed their bag and locked the doors before going back to their room and kicking the door shut.
Collapsing onto his stomach on the bed Dean ignored his fractured ribs; he didn't even have the strength to even kick off his boots as he fell into a heavy sleep. He was so tired from their fight with the vampires Dean could barely dream as he fell deeper into the blackness of sleep. Sam groaned softly as he hugged the hotel pillow close. While both brothers were dead to the world asleep neither one of them heard the chuckling in the room as someone walked out of the shadows. "Sint animi emittunt animalia eorum facti" a chuckling voice said before disappearing.
As the sun rose the next morning Dean yawned and rolled over, as he tried to sit up he ended up falling out of the bed on all fours, as he tried to stand up he found himself falling forward again and landing on his hands again as he opened his eyes to see the carpet in black and white with heavy shades of grey. Letting out a loud yell Dean looked at the bed for his brother. "Sam…Sam wake up this is serious…" Dean said panicking slightly. Sam grumbled and lifted his hand to rubs his eyes when he felt a very fuzzy paw against his eye.
Opening his eyes Sam saw a paw in place of his hand, letting out a loud yell Sam tumbled off the bed and rolled across the room to the full length mirror. Sitting up slowly he looked for his older brother. When there was no sign of his brother he tried to stand up also only to find his back legs wouldn't support him anymore. Turning around to face the mirror Sam looked at his reflection in the mirror and let out another yell that brought a stumbling Dean over.
Looking up at his brother Sam began to shake. "Dean… you should look at yourself in the mirror… you look like a reject from Twilight," Sam commented as he curled his body to look at his brown tail. Dean walked up to the mirror and growled at his own reflection. "Well at least I don't look like the next meal on a take-out menu," he spat back as he sat on his haunches.
"We can't leave the room looking like this we're going to need some help, you should call Cas he'll help and then we can be humans again," Sam commented as his ears twitched. Not even bothering to argue Dean sighed. "Castiel…we need you it's kind of an emergency…I'm not kidding Cas get your feathery ass down here," Dean called his wolf ears pressed against his head in annoyance. The room filled with the flutter of wings.
Castiel stood before Sam and Dean and looked around the room before "Sam…Dean where are you?" Castiel asked as he spotted the wolf sitting in front of him and the brown rabbit hopping over to him. "Cas it's me Sam and that's Dean… " Sam sighed his ears flopped down as his nose twitched a bit. Dean laid his paw on Sam's back and kept him pinned to the ground. "This is fun, now I see why other animals play with their food," he said as Sam squirmed a bit. After a minute Sam sunk his teeth in Dean's other paw. Dean let out a yelp of pain and moved back between the beds.
"Cas we called you here to ask for help…change us back to normal," Sam said as he hopped behind Castiel to stay safe from his brother. "I don't know how to help you; I've never seen this before… but there must be writings somewhere about this," the angel said as he walked over to the bed and sat down on it. Dean walked around and sniffed at his bag he knew he had some beef jerky left over from the last gas station they stopped at. Sam sat on the floor pondering where they could go or who they could ask.
Dean at that point had found the bag of jerky and was systematically shredding the plastic bag to get to the hickory smoked meat inside. After a minute he managed to find the largest piece in the bag, chewing the meat noisily Dean took a deep breath after he finished his snack. "You know we're not that far from Bobby's why not go there, maybe he has something in his library that could help us…somehow, the only question is how to get there," Dean said as he started on another strip of cured meat. "Cas is there any way you can get us to Bobby's along with the car?"Sam asked as he did a hopping walk across the room to where his brother was busy stuffing his face.
Standing up Castiel looked at the brothers, "I can transport you and your vehicle you'll have to be in it for me to do it, and I must warn you thought that it will drain my grace. I will be of little help to you for some time," Castiel said as he grabbed the duffle bag off the floor and walked to the door and opened it. Dean walked behind his brother and sat beside the car.
Before Dean could even blink he found himself in the open space of Bobby's auto yard. Running away from the car Dean ran between cars Dean ran up to the back door and jumped at the door. "Bobby! Bobby!" Dean yelled as loud as he could. When the door opened the older Winchester sat down his tail sweeping on the porch. Bobby watched the wolf on his doorstep as he carefully reached for his shot gun. "Bobby it's me Dean… Sam and I have been turned into animals, you have to believe me…I'll tell you anything you want to know," dean said as he looked over his shoulder as Castiel walked up the stairs with Sam in his arms.
"It's really them," Castiel said as he walked past the older hunter and put Sam down on the entranceway hall floor. Sam hopped over to his brother and sat beside him. "Bobby do you have any books on this that may help us?" Sam asked as he watched Dean use his new wolf nose to sniff around the house. Dean sniffed around the living room, he sniffed the line of salt by the doorway and backed away quickly and rubbed at his nose as he got a salt granule up his nose.
Bobby rolled his eyes "Idjit…"he mumbled as he walked over to a chair and plopped down. "I have no idea, if I have a book on this…you realize that you may not be able to be located by angels and demons now because of that little angel mark he put on but I'm not so whoever did this to you knew you would come here," Bobby said as he grabbed his beer and leaned forward in thought. Sam moved over and on the old rug in front of the fireplace. "The big question everyone seems to be avoiding is how were we found, Cas I thought you said these marks you gave us would protect us from being found?" Sam asked as he looked from the older hunter to the weakened angel.
Castiel looked away for a moment. "You two are untraceable but your car isn't, if someone really wanted to find you all they would have to do is look for that car of yours it stands out too much. I think you should put it somewhere where no one would find it," Castiel answered giving a direct answer. Dean threw his head up and cracked it on the coffee table. Whimpering he shook his head and looked at the angel. "We are not hiding my car… no find us a way to turn back to normal… I want to drink beer again," Dean huffed as he lay down at Bobby's feet and sighed. Sam hopped over and sat by his brother. "Cool it Dean, they're doing the best they can…" Sam remarked as he curled up into a little ball to rest. Dean sighed and put his head down, "I know Sammy, I'm just pissed that some demon or angel got the jump on us…" Dean growled as he flattened his ears again and used Sam as a head rest.
"Gross… Dean your nose is dripping in my fur," Sam said as he tried to pull away but after a moment he gave up when he felt his brother not letting him go. Bobby chuckled as he got up from his chair "Well I'm going to go research this, you idjits keep out of trouble and why don't you rest Cas… you look tired. Castiel gave a short nod he stood up and made his way to the other room where he knew a twin bed was already set up.
Sam knew he was dreaming; he was standing in a field next to a tree that he and Dean had both agreed on as the perfect tree for a tree house, when they had been to the field with their father as kids. It was wide open and peaceful and the single tree reminded Sam of tranquility and the peace he always wanted since he was nine years old. Sam liked to dream of the field when he wanted to get a full nights rest and after everything that had happened he just wanted to sleep and forget that he currently was trapped in a rabbit's body.
"What a lovely place… it's so peaceful and sickening…" Lucifer said as he came out from behind the tree and stalked toward Sam like a large cat. Sam backed up slowly as he kept his eyes on the demon in front of him. "What do you want from me, other than the obvious?" the younger Winchester asked as he took a few more steps back. Not looking where he was going Sam stumbled on a pile of rocks and landed hard on the ground. "Oh Sammy, Sammy…Sammy…Sammy, you don't have to be scared of me I'm not here to hurt you," the fallen angel said as he snapped his fingers bringing Sam to his feet in front of him. As he took a step back Sam felt a hand splayed on his lower back keeping him in place. "I never knew you had such tight muscles… or such good looking ass," Lucifer commented as he slid his hand lower and squeeze Sam's ass hard waking the young hunter from his sleep.
Opening his eyes Sam looked around the room and found his brother missing. What the hell was that…? Sam thought as he tried to explain what had just happened in his dream. Hopping around the room Sam made his way to the other room where Castiel was resting his angel mojo as Dean called it. When he got there he found Dean lying on the twin bed talking to Castiel. "So you're saying that unless we find out what happened to us soon we could be stuck like animals forever?" Dean asked as he closed his eyes when the angel's vessel began to scratch his head. "That's exactly what I'm saying Dean..." Castiel said in a hushed tone so as not to wake anyone else in the house. Sam sat quietly in the doorway and watched the other two. Dean sat up and looked over the edge of the bed. "Hey Sammy I thought you were sleeping in the other room still?" Dean asked as he hopped off the bed and walked over to his little brother his nails clicking on the wood floor.
"You seem disturbed about something Sam…"Castiel remarked bluntly as he looked at the rabbit form of the younger Winchester. Sam was glad that no one could see his face as he blushed up a storm. How the hell do I tell them I got my ass grabbed by the devil in my dream…? Sam thought as he looked at his brother "I guess I wasn't as tired as I thought, so what have you two been talking about?" Sam asked looking from his brother to the angel on the bed. Castiel looked at the younger brother and cocked his head to the side as he tried to gain entrance into Sam's mind. "You're mind is… cloudy, like you're trying to think of something else," Castiel noted as he broke eye contact with Sam. "I'm not hiding anything, and Cas could you please stay out of my head, I don't want to talk about it…it was a bad dream and nothing else." Sam remarked as he tried to put his foot down and look serious before he hopped out of the room in a huff and went to hide in the library after finding a safe place Sam closed his eyes and tried to think things through rationally.
It must have been something I ate to have a dream like that… he added as he tried to push the fact out of his mind that he hadn't eaten anything since the gas station the day before. That dream wasn't real; it was a figment of my imagination there is nothing going on…Sam thought as he tried to keep himself from thinking about how close Lucifer was to him in his dream.
Lucifer sighed as he opened his eyes and sat up straighter in the large leather chair he was sitting in; the six demons in front of him were waiting for his orders. "I do believe it's time for us to make our move, you are allowed to hurt only do not kill anyone we need them alive to get what we want," Lucifer said as he disappeared with his entourage. They arrived outside of the old cabin, the demons paced around like a pride of lions waiting for their feast. Standing in front of the others Lucifer looked at the dozens of cars. Crouching down Lucifer picked up a large rock and threw it at the front door with enough strength to pulverize the door into little toothpick sized splinters. Walking up to the front door Lucifer leaned in as far as the salt line would let him.
"Sammy…. I'm home," Lucifer called with a chuckle as he looked around the interior of the older hunter's home.
