|"A new kind of life."| |Chapter 1.|
A/N: SPOILER WARNING… If you have not seen Episode 23 "Do you believe in miracles." Of Season 9, yet… DO NOT… I repeat DO NOT, for the love of all things holy, DO NOT READ THIS...
Watch the Episode first, let the Episode do the heartbreaking first… THEN come back and read this, because THEN, it might actually make you feel better.
How does that make any sense?
You'll understand once you've seen the Episode. Until then, please advert your eyes. You really do not want me to spoil the ending of Season 9 for you.
A/N: OKAY… So if you're still with me, that means you must have watched the Episode and that you understand where the title for this came from.. So.. Did you watch it? *suspecting that you might not have*.. (Frakking Toasters, I know that you haven't, you won't for a week, so don't read this, it's better if you watch the Episode first because OMFG, you'll understand why once you've seen it (and HOLY EFFING GOD, I was so NOT expecting THAT to happen and you know that if even I don't want to spoil it, then it had to be either, really, really, good, or really, really, REALLY BAD (I can give you one hint.. It was NOT good… Sooo, very, very, very, NOT GOOD *screams at screen*)*, because if you haven't this will ruin it for you.. Seriously… Last chance to turn and run away now if you really haven't seen the Episode..
Okay.. So if you're still here, then that means that you've REALLY watched the Episode (And if you haven't… SERIOUSLY… STOP… READING… NOW!... WATCH THE EPISODE FIRST!... I am not even kidding, this might just wreck you beyond repair if you read this without watching the Episode first… I am seriously not playing, the Season Finale of Season 9, just about KILLED ME… *cries*, *screams at screen*)
ALRIGHT… WARNINGS.. SPOILERS FOR THE SEASON 9 FINALE (seriously I cannot express that enough), lots, like LOTS of cursing, probably even a few 'F' bombs, like as in a Character actually saying/using the 'F' word out loud, and IF you've seen the Season Finale of Season 9, then you can hopefully understand why a Character (or two) (Sam and maybe even Cass) might end up using such 'colorful' language… Blanket WARNING for anything and EVERYTHING, else that might be considered triggering or offensive.. Will keep this as close to Canon as possible, and the last few minutes of the Season 9 Finale are definitely going in here, so brace yourselves for heartbreak.. Then I'm going to whip out some Season 8 mojo to fix it.. I'm talking the CURE, folks… Yeah… Forgot about the CURE, there for a second, didn't you? Thought so.
ANYWAY… ONTO the story.. And as ALWAYS… Please review, reviews equal carrots and my super cute baby plot bunnies need something to eat.
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"Let's go howl at that moon together. Shall we?"
Eyes snapped open to reveal pure Obsidian, abysmally black, bottomless like the infinitely deepest of deep fathoms of the hell they had seen, had been born in, eyes…
Crowley, honestly hadn't expected THAT… "Well, well, THIS, should be interesting." He snarked humorlessly. He honestly had not intended for Dean to come back a demon, and the fact that he had, had been a major oversight on his part. Sam was going to be PISSED.
'Moose." Crowley thought 'What to tell Moose, about his dear, dear, Squirrel now that his Squirrel's pretty green eyes have been replaced by black soulless pits.'
Wait..
Sam still didn't even know he was here. He was in the bunker's "dungeon" trying to summon him.
That could be a plus. He could just leave, let Sam be joyous in finding out his brother had come back, without any deals having to be made.
Oh… Well… Up till Sam realized that his brother came back with a few 'additions', anyway.
And Dean was a demon now.
Yep, he still has no idea how that one slipped past him. But still, there was no telling how Dean would act or react towards or over, anything, hell the man (nope sorry, newly minted Hell Spawn) looked like he might just spring up and start stabbing anything in the near vicinity.
Crowley took a few steps back just to be on the safe side.
He couldn't have Dean going all guano on Sam.. Okay… So what if he maybe still had a smidgen of humanity left residing in him? And what if he didn't want to see Sam die at his own brother's hands? (Whether or not he's a demon, he IS still Dean Winchester and he did come straight back to his own body, so it's not like he's not Dean, he's just Dean with a little bit of an 'extra' kick)
Naw.. he couldn't just leave poor Moose defenseless and unawares like that. Also.. If Sam were to die before 'things could be set right', (and that's using the term loosely) he really didn't want to deal with having to try to hunt down Sam's soul to bring him back, and he knew that if something happened to Sam that, that is totally what he would do… So what if he might have gotten just a little attached to the Moose and the Squirrel?.. What if, he maybe, just maybe actually wanted to see them come out on top for a change?...
Ugh… Stupid feelings…
Stupid conscience..
Stupid WINCHESTERS, putting him in this predicament!
Fine!
He popped in on Sam, who looked not only pissed as hell, but also like he had found a liquor store and drank it.
'Poor kid.' A part of Crowley's mind chimed as he took in the pathetic sight before him. 'Shut it.' Another part of his mind barked in annoyance.
Stupid WINCHESTERS…
He honestly had no clue what to say, what sort of comfort he could offer (And since WHEN does he give a CRAP about not being able to comfort anyone, let alone a Winchester?... Stupid, stupid, STUPID, humanity!)…
It was clear that the grief stricken boy needed some guidance…
'Why?'
'Why?'
'Why me?' Part of him whined. 'Stow it.' His own humanity said with a humorous grin.
"Looks like I've gone from King of Hell to a Winchester's errand boy… If only my witch of a mother could see me now." He snarked as he stood peering down at Sam who was still messing around with the stuff for the ritual to summon him.
"Crowley." Sam growled menacingly as he started gearing up to tear him a new one.
Crowley held out a placating hand and shook his head "If you'd go check out your brother's room, you might just find that he's already back amongst the living."
"What did you do?" Sam snarled as he grabbed Crowley by the collar and slammed him against the nearest wall.
"Well, I really didn't do much of anything… It was all down to The Mark of Cain and The First Blade.."
"You son of a bitch!" Sam bellowed as he slammed Crowley into the wall again then let him go and went running in the direction of Dean's room.
Sam was not a happy man when he saw what his heroic big brother had been reduced to.
"If it consoles you at all, I honestly did not know that this might happen." Crowley stated with a shrug and a sideways tilt of his head as he appeared by Sam's side at Dean's doorway (because he didn't know that Dean wouldn't kill Sam (or if he'd even know Sam) while he was in this state… And he couldn't have that on his hands too, now could he? So he had to stay close, just in case, to keep demon Dean from doing something stupid, that human Dean would definitely regret (and WHY does he even care?!)..)
"It doesn't." Sam spat back at him. His venomous anger was understandable, considering.
So far all demon Dean had done after scarily, snapping his eyes open all of the sudden, was just lie there, staring up at the ceiling… Real scary demon type stuff right there…
He made an honest offer to do what he could to help (Stupid humanity) which was hastily rejected right before he was told to get lost (again). But he didn't get lost, not really. He merely hung around in the Aether, unseen, unheard, watching, watching as a frantic phone call was made, as Castiel promised to hurry to the bunker as Sam sat by his brother's still, but ALIVE, body and sobbed brokenly, apologized profusely for the 'condition' that Dean had come back in as if being demonic was some sort of affliction that could actually be cured.
Oh wait…
It was…
Oh, no… Sam, no…
But it's a choice, actual and real and he's really not supposed to interfere in these matters, when a being's Free Will is on the line, is being tested to it's limits..
But there was a promise made too. One that was supposed to go alongside the rule that expressly forbade actually interfering with a being's Free Will, rather than just 'testing it', like he was ordered to do so long ago.
GOD himself had promised to never give a being more than they could handle.
Sorry, but Sam and Dean Winchester had hit their limits of that 'more' than they could handle about four decades (that's FOURTY YEARS, like ten years before they were even a glimmer in their parents' eyes) ago if anyone were to really be honest on the matter (and he seriously doesn't see anyone stepping up to the plate to take that step of being honest), and so many others have broken the rules, have deliberately screwed with either Sam's or Dean's Free Will… And… Well… Someone HAS to intervene on THEIR behalf, for ONCE, as in BOTH of their behalves, as in for Dean AND Sam without playing favorites.
Maybe… Maybe he just wanted Dean and Sam to BOTH get a happy ending for a change. After all it can't be easy always getting the shitty end of the stick. He should know that, remember THAT first hand.
He listens as Sam begs Cass to help him get everything he needs ready, watches as eight sterilized syringes are laid in a neat little row. Knows that without a doubt that Sam Winchester WILL DIE if he completes the cure, yeah that one priest who figured out the cure had lived through curing that one demon, but that priest didn't have two completed Trials tucked under his belt… Those Trials were still valid and if Sam cures Dean, The Trials will be completed, Sam will die and there won't be any getting him back from THAT, because there won't be anything, to get back.. And Sam's sacrifice will have been made for nothing, because Dean would just turn around and kill himself.
Crap…
Sam asks Cass to watch over Dean and says that he needs a moment of privacy for this part of preparing for The Cure, then he steps out of the room and closes himself into a nearby closet.. 'How appropriate.' Crowley's mind bites out bitterly … He can't let this happen… Screw the rules! And screw his orders!
Once Sam comes out of the closet ('Hahaha.. Good one, Crowley.'), Sam's face morphs from surprised to enraged in less than two seconds.
"Crowley." Sam snarls as he balls his hands into fists.
Okay… SO there was ONE thing that he had lied to both Dean and Sam about…
"Yeah about that.." He replies as he shakes his head and begins to glow revealing shadowy wings extending behind him "There's a few things I think you might just need to know before you do what you're about to do."…
TBC…
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