Chapter One
This is my first story on this site. I am looking for a Beta reader! So this I unBetaed!
This is obviously AU to fit my needs, so please point out mistakes but keep that in mind.
Main Pairings:
Sam/Jess
Ten/Rose
(Possible) Dean/ Jo
NO DESTIEL except bromance sorry.
This idea has been rattling around in my head for week's months! I couldn't find anything like it. It might seem weird but I hope someone likes it!
~Girl of Salt and Stars
"Sometimes the best laid schemes of mice and men go awry "
Brody had been confident that the plan would play out perfectly, no hitches, guaranteed. His superiors had plotted for years, so many years. Before the boy was even born, the plan was in action. How after so many years of planning could it go wrong?
IT simply wasn't possible.
He would set up the girl's death, she didn't really matter, but the boy did and if he had to get close to the two, pretend to be his friend, and kill the girl so be it. This had been the plan since the beginning. And if he succeeded, which there was no question about, he would get moved on to bigger. Better things, when the plan came through. Everything would work out perfectly. For him that is.
It was improbable for something to go wrong. No it was impossible!
But then again so was the now fading blue box, which was whisking the one and only Jessica Moore away from him and his plan. This was something that they couldn't have planned for. The energy coming off that box was huge and he didn't recognize it, which made him that much more uneasy.
He had ride to stop the thing using his power but that had failed miserably. It almost felt like the box had laughed, but that isn't possible.
So he was left siting on the floor of Jessica Moore and Sam Winchester's kitchen, wondering how he was going to fix this. If he didn't fix this, well then he was screwed and so was everyone else involved with this stupid plan.
So he went through his options. One, he could leave and forget the plan. As if that was actually an option he preferred not to be killed, thank you very much. Two, he could wait for Jessica to return. With what he just saw he wasn't sure she would return... Three, he could find a Jessica substitute and kill her.
He decided he liked option three best.
Sam Winchester unlocked the door to his apartment. He was bone tired and just glad to be home.
It wasn't that he didn't like spending time with his brother, no he loved his brother. Spending time with him was fun.
Except usually it involved hunting of some sort.
Hunting in and of itself wasn't that bad he supposed. The saving innocent people was always great, made him feel good, killing something evil didn't bother him.
It was the lifestyle that hunter had that bothered him. The content roaming from place to place. THE credit card fraud. The rule of no attachments.
He couldn't get married if he kept hunting. Not if that person wasn't already in the know, or you wanted to tell him. Kids were out of the question. They had to be protected. And there was no way he would ever raise his kids in the way he had.
It would never happen.
So he was going to stick to what he'd told Dean as he'd left the car. There would be no more hunting. This was it. He was out of the hunting life and he had no intentions to go back. Ever,
"Jess!" Sam called again. He hear the shower come on. Must just be getting in too.
HE walked into their bed room and flopped onto their bed, throwing his bag onto the bed as well. He considered hiding it because of what was in it. If Jess opened it there would be quite a few questions. But he decided she probably wouldn't touch it tonight since it was nearing midnight. He would deal with it in the morning before she got up.
He closed his eyes and relished the feeling of a real bed, his bed, soft and so not motel bed. It smelled of Jessica, cookies, and greasy food. That was one thing that Jessica had in common with his brother. A love for gray diner food.
IT smelled like home.
He sighed and was on the verge of just sleeping like that, fly dressed and uncovered when a droplet of something stick wand warm landed on his face. Must be a leak the though as he touched the place where two drops had now landed,
He opened his eyes and they widened in horror.
Jessica was there, pinned to the ceiling, bleeding from a gash in her stomach. Her eyes were wide eyed with horror. She stared right down on his. No. Her eyes were so scared, her mouth frozen as if in mid scream.
"NO! He screamed. But before he caulk dove, the ceiling above burst into flames, engulfing the beautiful girl he loved.
Just like his dreams.
Brady grinned as Dean Winchester pulled his brother from the burning apartment. The plan B had gone perfectly.
Even Azazel would have to admit that that was the best he could do. Especially after he saw the strange note and heard the story.
No matter the girl was still out there, if she showed her head demons would find her. And then they would take care of the possibility that she could mess up the plan any more than she already had.
This was a small easily fixed glitch. Nothing could really mess up their plan. He had been a fool to doubt it earlier. A fool to think that a silly girl could get in the way of a plan so large, so intricate.
Brady gave himself a pat on the back. He had fixed it and silly bow or not this world would be theirs.