Brass Angels ~ Alistair Arc part 2
AN: This is a pure AU for Supernatural. It has characters from the show, but as far as I've planned, nothing supernatural is going to happen. This AU is Cas-centric. The premise is that Cas is not an angel, but a Detective on the Detroit police force. Dean is a beat cop. Sam is an ER doctor. And other characters will be mentioned along the way.
Rating: This story is rated M because of my description(s) of the crimes scenes, which grossed my sister, Wyn Anastasia, out while she was eating. So, I would suggest that if you are really squeamish not to read this while eating. Not all chapters will have gore in them, but some will.
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural, nor am I making any money off of this story. Supernatural belongs to the God-Modder himself, Eric Kripke.
NOTE: Ha! Wyn didn't help me with this one!
(~-~-~-~)
Half an hour later the alley was crawling with cops. Cas had searched the trashcans and found a bloody knife but it wouldn't be what cut up the body. Cas hoped it would have fingerprints or maybe the murderers blood on it. He was looking other blood drops but he doubted there would be anymore. After his assumption was confirmed he headed back to the crime scene.
"Excuse me, Detective Tielson, is it true that you found a body?"
Cas turned around to find Anna standing there, with a notepad and a pencil.
Cas began to ask her about how she found him last night but she held up her hand.
"No. I came here for business. Now, can you answer the question, please?"
"No comment." Cas said turning back around and continuing over to the crime scene.
"Hey! I think I deserve better than that!" She said walking after him.
Cas turned back to glare at her.
"Ms. Milton this case has nothing to do with your case."
"I don't care. My case has nothing to do with the news! Besides you couldn't catch the man who murdered my parents, let alone find their bodies! You owe me!" She smiled wolfishly up at him.
"So what's the scoop?"
Cas lowered his voice, like he was talking to a misbehaving child.
"This case has nothing to do with you. I don't owe you anything."
Cas turned around and ducked underneath the tape. Cas could feel Anna glaring at him as he walked over to Eugene.
"Ms. Milton still giving you trouble?" Eugene asked raising an eyebrow.
Cas nodded.
Then his phone buzzed in his trench coats pocket. He pulled it out and upon recognizing the number held up a finger and turned around.
Eugene walked off to talk to the gathering press.
"Hello, this is Detective Tielson."
"Hey, Cas, it's Chuck."
"Chuck where are you? We have a crime scene." Chuck Shirley was a captain who had transferred to Cas' squad; he was also an author of several mystery novels.
"Yeah, I know. Dean called and filled me in."
"What do you think?" Cas asked looking around for Dean. He spotted him across the street talking to a woman wearing slacks and a white dress shirt, maybe the manager.
Cas looked around the storefront and spotted a camera facing towards the alley.
"Well, this is similar to a case three years ago" Chuck said.
"Three years ago? I was still a rookie detective."
"Really? Oh, never mind. Cas go to the evidence storage and get the case file- "
"Just tell me what the case was."
"Oh, it was the murders of Mr. And Mrs. Milton."
Cas' heart skipped a beat and he looked over at the gathering press. Anna was in the front talking rapidly and writing in her notepad.
"Hey, Cas? Are you still there?"
Cas swallowed and turned around.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, positive. What's wrong?"
"Chuck that was my second case after I made detective."
(~-~-~-~)
Cas rummaged through his drawers and found the copy of Anna's case file. He dropped it on his desk, shut the drawer and plopped down in his chair. He opened the file and started going over the facts. The cases were almost identical. Both had a blood trail that had perfectly circular drops that vanished at the road. There were also some obvious differences. The bodies, Cas knew, were never found. Also the blood trail was placed haphazardly in its perfect ness. Along with the bodies, the murder weapon hadn't been found. There was also something suspicious, it wasn't in the file but it had always bothered him. Right after the Milton case went cold, a cop, Al Stark, had gone missing. In fact it appeared that there had never been an Al Stark and Cas was certain that he was the murderer. Now, it appeared, he was back. Someone tapped his shoulder and Cas nearly jumped out of his skin, almost. Cas turned to find Rookie officer Joe standing there, more startled then he was.
"Uh, um. I brought coffee." She said nervously.
Cas let out his breath, after he realized he was holding it, and took a cup.
He looked up at her.
"Thank you…Joe."
That made her smile and she nodded,
"You're welcome!"
Then she walked away as Eugene walked over.
"She looks happy." Eugene said looking back as Joe walked into Chuck's office.
That reminded Cas that he needed to talk to him.
"What did she want?" Eugene asked.
"She had coffee. Surprised the hell out of me."
Eugene chuckled.
"Wow, you're almost as unmovable as a mountain and a newbie cop scared you?"
Cas glared. Eugene held up his hands.
"What were you thinking about that got you so jumpy?"
Cas set his too sweet coffee down and turned the case file around. Eugene bent forward and looked the file up and down.
"It was a month before you made detective." Cas said.
Eugene looked up.
"You mean this sicko's killed before?"
Cas nodded.
"That's what it looks like. I think I know who did it, but I don't know where to look for him."
Eugene didn't say anything so he continued.
"Judging by some of the differences I think he's killed more than just three people, and he's accelerating. I believe his name is Al Stark."
"When did you become a psychologist? My Lord, Cas! You're saying this man murdered more than three people!"
Cas grimaced, then stood up and closed the case file. He walked around his desk and headed for the precinct doors.
"Where are you going?" Eugene called after him.
"Too see if Ash got anything off that knife."
Cas pushed the door open and headed for the forensics building.
(~-~-~-~)
Cas walked into the lab Ash was using.
"Ash what do you got?"
Ash looked up, not startled at all.
"Besides your lunch money, I found two different blood types on the knife but no fingerprints. One, of course, belongs to the Vic and I'm still running the other through CODIS."
"Was he using gloves?"
"Yeah, it left a pattern, probably leather."
Cas nodded.
"Anything else?"
"Nope I'll call you when I get a hit."
"Thank you, Ash." Cas said and headed back to talk to chuck.
(~-~-~-~)
"So, Adam wants to be a cop, and you think he'd be useful at this department?" Chuck asked.
Cas nodded.
"Cas, you know he has to ask the chief himself, right?"\
"Yes I'm aware."
"Then why'd you want to talk to me, you do have a case right?"
Cas sighed.
"I don't have any leads right now. I'm waiting for Ash to call me when he gets a hit in CODIS. Adam knows he has to go talk to the chief but he was hoping I could put in a good word for him."
Cas looked at Chuck uneasily.
Chuck smiled.
"And you were hoping I could put in a good word for him with the chief?"
Cas nodded.
"You think he'd make a good cop?"
Cas hesitated.
"Yes with some training, definitely."
"Well, I'll put in a good word and if he's put in our squad I'll put him with you in a calm neighborhood."
"Thank you, Chuck."
Cas started to leave but Chuck called him back.
"Did you look over the old case?" Chuck asked.
Cas nodded.
"Yeah, there are similarities and I think I know who's doing this-"
Chuck held up a hand. Cas closed his mouth and listened.
"I know what you're thinking. It's definitely possible that this Al Stark character is the murderer. But, Cas, remember he disguised himself as a cop! That was three years ago! He could be anyone now, especially the way he's been escalating. When you find him be careful."
Cas nodded and his phone rang.
Chuck waved at Cas in a shooing fashion and Cas left, pulling his phone out of his pocket.
"This is Detective Tielson."
"Cas, it's Ash. I got s hit in CODIS! A Margaret Cambel, she's a media Tycoon. She was arrested for throwing a stapler at her first assistant and her phone at her second. Yeah, I know, anger management. Anyway, she lives at 15677 on Millbrook road. Cas she might not be dead yet, but she's been missing from work for two days."
"Thanks, Ash."
"No problem, saving the world one DNA strand at a time."
Cas rolled his eyes and hung up. It was time to bring in Al Stark.
(~-~-~-~)
Cas screeched his car to a halt behind the patrol cars in front of him and jumped out of his car. They'd pulled into a large drive way to a big, two story white house surrounded by woods. There were wooded stairs in front that led to the second stories front door. Below that was a glass sliding door with the blinds closed. The house sat on a slope but a brick pathway made the back of the house accessible.
"Eugene, take the back with three of the officers. I'll take the front with Winchester and two others."
Everyone had gathered into a loose circle so they could hear Cas.
"You three." Cas pointed to three other officers.
"Take the sliding glass door. Everyone be careful the suspect is considered armed and dangerous."
Cas turned to Joe who was standing behind him, nervously.
"Officer Harvelle, since you're still a rookie officer I want you to stay in the patrol car and be ready to pursue. I don't want you to do anything but that, understand?"
She nodded, shaking, and headed to the patrol car nearest the exit.
"Let's go." Cas said.
They fell upon the house, Eugene and a cop going left behind the house and the other two officers going right. Cas and Dean bounded up the stairs quickly with the other two following closely, all drawing their guns. The last three cops stood at the glass sliding door, waiting for Cas' signal. Cas grabbed his radio.
"Go!"
Dean kicked the door and was surprised to find it open. Cas heard breaking glass below as the three other officers entered the house. Dean moved after Cas into a hallway that led straight into the living room. It was huge and in the middle brown, leather couches sat around a coffee table with a flat screen TV at the head of it. Several large windows gave a beautiful view of the forest. The two other officers went right and Cas and Dean went left. To the left was the kitchen separated by an archway. Cas moved right and he felt Dean behind him go left. The kitchen resembled ones that you see on food network. Cas spotted a small entryway and he and Dean met on either side of it. Dean moved in and pointed his gun at the shadow. Then the door sprang open and hit Dean hard in the face and he let out a surprised shout. A man bolted out the doorway, laughing.
"Officer down! We're in the kitchen I'm going in the pursuit of the suspect." Cas shouted into his radio as he ran in pursuit of the fleeing man.
"Detective Tielson I'm right behind you!" Eugene's voice came in over the radio.
Cas brought his radio up.
"He ran into the woods behind the house."
Cas put his radio away and ran into the woods. The man wasn't far ahead of him and Cas could see where he'd run through. Suddenly the sound of the suspect's movements stopped. Cas slowed down and looked around.
"Al Stark!" Cas called. Immediately there was laughter, but it seemed to come from every direction. He was projecting his voice, trying to confuse him.
Well it's working. Cas thought, looking around for movement.
"Oh, are they, still, calling me that?" A nasal voice called.
Again, it seemed to come from every direction but Cas thought the voice was clearer behind him. He spun around and headed in that direction.
"What's your real name?" Cas asked moving closer.
"Alastair." Was whispered into Cas' ear.
Cass whipped around but half way through a fist slammed into his jaw and his head whacked into a tree. Stars swam his vision and Cas realized he was lying on the ground. A blurry imaged entered his vision and Cas realized it was Alastair. He gave a toothy smile and ran into the brush that was quickly swallowed by darkness.