Come Hell and High Water

Chapter 2

Of Crickets and Christians

Disc: God does not suffer infidels!

Warnings: Bad spelling (still UNBETAED). Mentions of MPREG and non-consensual sex.

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"He was spotted"

The car nearly swerved off the road, as the cars two occupants were suddenly surprised with the soundless arrival of a third. Tires screeched in the foggy, moist Louisiana night as the 1967 V8 Impala studded to a halt on the empty road.

"Dammit, Cas! You can't keep doing that! What if there'd been another car, huh?" the car's driver more or less screamed out in the confined space.

"But there was not, Dean" came the monotone reply form the cars sudden occupant.

"That's not really the point, Castiel" The more reasonable of the cars original occupants tried to explain. "It's just that we really don't like being surprised and accidents can happen".

The named Castiel, tilted his head to the side before letting his piercing blue eyes gaze over the dark long-haired youth that had spoken.

"Very well, Sam. I will try and announce my arrival a bit more"

Sam smiled in gratitude, expertly ignoring his brother's rumblings about causing his 'baby' harm.

"Wait!" Dean finally turned around in his seat to gaze back at the angel that had appeared in their back seat.

"Who was spotted, and where?"

"Lucifer"

The silence in the car suddenly became as stiflingly as the clammy Louisiana night and both brothers swallowed heavily feeling guilt gnaw in their bellies.

"Where?"

"In London"

"You mean London in Arkansas, Minnesota, Ohio, Calif-"

"I mean London, England" Castiel quickly broke off Sam's encyclopaedic geographical knowledge.

"England? What the hell is he doing over there?" Dean mumbled, really wanting to have a dig at his nerdy brother. However both brothers were surprised when Castiel seemed hesitant to continue answering.

"He was…"

"Castiel?" Sam's concern about the topic bled into his voice as he wondered why the angel had suddenly stopped. Though the angel had become slightly more humanized after spending time, especially with Dean, neither of the two hunters had ever seen the angel at a loss for words before. He seemed downright nervous if not sad.

"He went to collect someone."

"Someone?" Dean's sarcastic tone perfectly matched his raised eyebrow at the rather vague comment from Castiel.

"He went to get his Consort"

The silence became almost a fourth occupant in the car as it stretched out while the brothers contemplated just what this new piece of information meant.

"He will want an heir." Castiel finished quietly.

"Well… fuck" though crude, Dean's comment seemed to hit it on the head. Sam just shook his head in disbelief. Not only was the Devil running around unfettered on earth but suddenly they would have to worry about a little baby Damian, the anti-Christ, as well. What next?

"And it's not…" Castiel continued to surprise the brother when he bit his lip in a totally unprecedented show of vulnerability and nervousness.

"We had not anticipated this move." Both Dean and Sam nodded their heads in amazed understanding. As far as both brothers were concerned Castiel's Section's Manager, Zachariah, and his assistant, Uriel, were both dicks. But that didn't lessen the awe that even these Angels of the Lord were able to get the wrong intel.

It took some nudging but Castiel eventually continued.

"Firstly we had assumed that begetting an heir would not be his first priority. We had all expected him to cement his leadership over the demons on Earth and perhaps even open a new Devil's Gate to get more of his army out. But he has done neither and instead went straight to London to get his consort."

"She another demon bitch? Or is she a vessel?"

Castiel seemed to actually pale in front of the brothers causing unknown concern to surge forth.

"Neither. He… we didn't see it coming at all. Zachariah is furious. Nobody had thought he would go after… him."

It was Sam that eventually managed to choke out.

"Him?"

"Yes, him. Harry James Potter. The Boy Who Lived Twice. The Conquerer. The winner of the Civil War in Britain this last decade and one of the most powerful wizards since Merlin".

Dean hissed in fury at the immediate mention of magic, and as usual it was Sam that noticed the language used about this Harry.

"You said wizard. Not witch."

Castiel's blue eyes pierced Sam and he thought he saw a hint of approval somewhere in their divine depth.

"Indeed, Sam. Wizard. As in naturally born magic users, tied to the very essence of the Earth and Gaia, gifted with magic from my Father."

"Uhuh. And how come we've never come across one of these natural magic users? Huh? They're all the same. Deals with demon. They should be wiped out."

Sam thought it went a long way to show divine forgiveness that Castiel didn't just smite his brother there and then. Instead the car filled with power and the very texture of the air seemed to thicken making it hard to breath. Indeed Sam, with his slightly tainted blood almost immediately began feeling nauseous bathing in the brilliance of God.

"The reason you have never come across them, Dean Winchester, is because there are no hidden colonies in the US. In fact the lay lines and the very magic in this land makes such magic unpredictable and rendering their abilities almost useless."

Castiel took a deep breath before gathering his Grace back and Sam quickly rolled down his window and took in some much-needed air to calm his rolling stomach. He rather gracefully, in his opinion, waved away Castiel's slightly apologetic look as he tried to focus back on the conversation.

"It is consequently also the reason why there exists mortals who are so far gone as to make deals with demons to regain their power. While Great Britain exiled their convicts and prisoners to Australia the hidden wizarding conclaves in Europe have through immeasurable time done the same to their criminals. But instead of the Oceanic continent they were sent here, where their abilities were nullified and their gift taken away. That's why there has always been such a high level of dark supernatural beings in America and why demons are so much more plentiful here than in the rest of the world."

Sam thought this was all fascinating and he was itching to ask Castiel for some books to explain more about this hidden population, but sadly his brother didn't seem to share his opinion.

"So great! We get to clean up the rest of the world's unwanted garbage. Just great!"

Sam glared slightly at his brother before turning back to Castiel.

"So why is it so important that Lucifer gets his hands on this Harry? And I don't get it. If he wants an heir why did he take a guy?"

"Because, Sam. Wizards of Harry Potter's strength will always retain the ability to bear children, especially since he is also the last of his line and magic will always try to procreate."

"Wow! Dude! He can get pregnant?" Dean exclaimed, echoing Sam's own confused amazement.

"Yes, but there is a horrible catch that we did not foresee."

Castiel looked almost guilty making Sam frown and even Dean lower his voice.

"What is it?"

"It can't happen through forced sexual congress."

"What?" Dean cut in more shocked at hearing the word 'sex' from an angel than its meaning. The look he got from Cas, however, quickly shut him up.

"What I mean is that magic itself will not allow a wizard or witch to fall pregnant from rape. Meaning that it has to be consensual. Harry Potter must knowingly allow Lucifer to impregnate him."

Sam and Dean were quiet. Both unsure just why that was such a problem with the angel.

"That means he can't be tortured into it either right? Can't be tricked or coerced into it?"

"Correct, Dean."

"Then what's the problem? Who the hell would want to have the son of the Devil?... unless of course these are Devil worshippers?"

Castiel frowned disapprovingly at Dean.

"No, they are not Devil worshippers. Although I do believe that some might be aware of our existence they do not worship my Father through the Church, but rather through their magic and rituals to the Earth and Nature."

"Then, I repeat. What's the problem? He'll just say no."

Castiel's jaw clenched and Sam had the distinct feeling that he was more then a little irritated and Dean's blasé attitude to what the Angel perceived to a be a real problem.

"Have you forgotten so soon, Dean Winchester, just what Lucifer is? He was once an Angel of our Lord before he was cast out. Though it's not easy to translate his name from Enochian, he was once known as the Morning Star. The brightest and most beautiful of us all. However he was always the Tempter, the Deceiver and in the end it was his own pride and vanity that saw him and his followers cast out of Heaven and from the Grace of our Father."

"Think about it Dean!" Sam urged, finally having caught on to Castiel's worries. "Satan was the one who lured Eve to eat the fruit off the Forbidden Tree in Paradise and it was him that tempted Christ! How long do you think this guy will be able to resist?"

Dean swallowed hard and Sam was grateful to see that the seriousness of the situation was finally starting to seep into his brother's thick head.

"You are right, Sam. Though Harry Potter is already known to the angels as being a pure soul and having a place with our Father, he has nevertheless seen and been touched by the most vicious and merciless of evils. We fear that it is only a matter of time before he gives in. The problem is also that had it been any other mortal then we would only have the heir to worry about, however with Harry Potter's own considerable power we fear that this is a battle that may not be won. If Harry Potter joins with Lucifer, then all the world may well burn."

Castiel's shoulders seem to sag with the extra weight and though Sam wanted to comfort the Angel some and tell him that it really wasn't his fault his own mind buzzed with the recent influx of information. We may not win. There seemed something innately wrong with that idea. On some level Sam always assumed in a Star Warsian philosophy that good should always triumph over evil. And now to hear an Angel himself deliver such devastating news made Sam want to crawl into a bed and never come out.

The crickets chirped and owls hooted on the small back road in Louisiana as the three beings realised that all of their fighting may have been for naught.

AN: Thanks for the reviews and all the Story Alerts. Received over 50 emails with warning within three hours. That's rather nice:) Cookie to the person who gets the Coupling reference!

Do you want another chapter? I have some smexy times in the next, but I'm not sure you would want to read a hot steamy slashy sex scene...?