Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 1 of Mad World. I hope that you guys will enjoy this as much as I have with writing this.
Sora Kimiki: I'm glad that you love this story already. I hope that this next part doesn't disappoint you.
Skellington: I can't reveal what Bobby will be to Willow, but it will be revealed in this chapter. So I hope that you enjoy it.
Romance Lover: Yes that is correct. It kind of does make you wonder what she had been doing all these years. I hope that you enjoy this next part.
Kitty-Chan: Yes, she is a different character. I hope that you like this next part. I'm always worried about failing you guys. I hope I don't fail.
Chapter 1
I Wanna
Bobby gripped the wheel as he drove the Impala down the road looking out of the corner of his eyes at the young woman that sat next to him.
"You know Bobby I didn't have to come with you on this trip…" Willow said looking over at him as she tangled her hand in her hair.
"I couldn't just leave you there." Bobby stated as he drove. He couldn't just leave her behind at his home while he tried to get to the brothers.
Willow pursed her lips together in worry. "You could've Bobby… they're not going to like me being with you…" She said softly still afraid of what was going to happen. She knew that the brothers didn't know who she was and that was all the more dangerous. "They don't know me… they know you… and I've heard stories of them Bobby. They aren't all that trusting."
"What have you heard about those boys?" Bobby questioned wondering what she had heard other than what he had told her in the past about the brothers. He hadn't really told her much about John's boys other than that they were hunters and that was about it.
"Things through the grapevine Bobby… it's not like I would put myself out there and in danger… last thing I need is someone killing me because of what I am…"
"You're not a bad witch and those boys will see it."
Willow looked up at him with a look of I doubt that. She simply then shook her head. "I don't know about that Bobby. I'm a witch and from what I heard… they like to kill witches because they think that all witches are bad which isn't the case. Not in the least bit."
"They won't hurt you, Willow. I'll see to that."
Willow took a soft breath and looked out the window, her fingers nervously twitching as Bobby drove. She could only hope that it wouldn't end badly.
SPNSPN
Bobby stood outside of the motel room with Willow that he had knocked on. He looked up when Dean opened the door.
"Hey Bobby." Dean said softly looking at the man that he called his father figure. He had to admit that he was really happy to see him.
Bobby pulled him into a hug. "Good to see you boys all in one piece." He said slapping Dean on the back. He then hugged Sam who was grinning.
Willow nervously looked around the room as Dean closed the door.
"You weren't followed, were you?" Dean questioned as he eyed the young woman that was with Bobby.
"You mean by angels, demons, or Sam's new superfan?"
Sam laughed nervously rubbing the back of his neck. "You heard."
"I heard, Romeo. So… sword of Michael, huh?"
Willow pursed her lips together as she nervously looked around some more.
"You think we're talking about the actual sword from the actual archangel?" Dean questioned in hopes that was the case.
Willow let out a soft scoff causing Dean to look at her.
"You better friggin' hope so." Bobby said as he opened the book that he had that had a picture of Michael surround by other angels.
"Bobby who is this?" Dean questioned gesturing to Willow.
"Sam, Dean, this is my god-daughter, Willow."
"Wait a minute… god-daughter?" Sam questioned as his brows furrowed. "How come we never have heard of you?"
Willow crossed her arms as she leaned against the table. "Because I don't feel like being shot at by witch killing bullets."
"Wait what?" Dean questioned as he looked over at her with wide eyes.
"You heard me…"
"Don't you dare think about shooting at her boy." Bobby said as he brought up the page that he was looking for. "That's Michael. Toughest son of a bitch they got."
Sam flipped to another painting and saw that Michael had a very feminine face.
"You kidding me? Tough? That guy looks like Cate Blanchett." Dean said crossing his arms as he looked at the painting.
"Well, I wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alley, believe me. He commands the heavenly host. During the last big dust-up upstairs, he's the one who booted Lucifer's ass to the basement. Did it with that sword." Bobby said pointing to the sword that was in Michael's hand. "So if we can find it…"
"We can kick the devil's ass all over again. Alright. So, where do we start?" Sam asked softly as he rubbed his mouth softly.
"Divvy up and start reading… try to make sense of Chuck's nonsense."
Sam slowly got up to his feet and headed towards a pile of old books. He stared at the books for a long moment not reaching for them.
Willow's brows furrowed together as she watched the younger brother. She could see the regret and remorse on his face.
"Kid? You alright?" Bobby questioned wondering if Sam truly was okay.
Sam turned and faced Bobby swallowing the thick lump that had formed in his throat. "No, actually. Bobby, this is all my fault. I'm sorry."
"Sam…" Dean said looking at his brother with a worried look on his face. He knew that Sam was blaming himself for what had happened.
"Lilith did not break the final seal. Lilith was the final seal." Sam said softly looking up with tears in his eyes.
Willow pursed her lips together. She didn't know how bad this truly was.
"Sam, stop it."
"I killed her, and I set Lucifer free."
"You what?" Bobby said as he looked at Sam.
"You guys warned me about Ruby, the demon blood, but I didn't listen. I brought this on."
Dean stood there saying nothing to his younger brother.
Bobby got up and walked closer to the younger boy who was a son to him. "You're damn right you didn't listen. You were reckless and selfish and arrogant."
"I'm sorry."
"Oh, yeah? You're sorry you started Armageddon? This kind of thing you don't get forgiven, boy. If by some miracle, we pull this off… I want you to lose my number. You understand me?"
"Bobby…" Willow said softly.
Sam nodded his head softly. "There's an old church nearby. Maybe I'll go read some of the lore books there."
"Yeah. You do that."
"Bobby."
Bobby turned and looked at Willow. "What Willow?"
"I'm going with him." She stated.
"What?"
"Bobby… look… he didn't need that…" Willow said as she shook her head following Sam out of the room.
Bobby let out a breath and rubbed his face in agitation.
"So that's your goddaughter…" Dean said softly.
Bobby nodded his head. "And she's god damned stubborn too. Like her damn mother…"
"But a witch Bobby…"
"Boy don't you sass me… she's not a bad witch."
"She's not?"
"No she's not."
SPNSPN
Sam walked down the sidewalk towards the church with Willow in tow. "You didn't have to come with me."
Willow stuck her hands in her pockets as she walked with Sam. "Now, that's where you're wrong Sam. I know what it is like to be the odd one out… but Bobby… he never really meant it…" She said softly as she walked with him. She took a soft breath as she pulled her one hand out of her pocket to rub her face.
"But you don't even know me." Sam said softly as he looked over at her.
"You may not know me Sam, but Bobby had given me a lot of information on you guys other than what I had heard through the witch's grapevine…"
Sam swallowed the lump in his throat. "You're not a bad witch?"
Willow shook her head. "I don't really have a mean bone in my body. So I guess I don't fit the witch perspective of things." She said as she continued to walk with him. "But this happening… this isn't your fault… a demon had the wool pulled over your eyes and you'll have to make it up to Bobby and your brother…"
"But…"
"Sam… I'm here to help you…" Willow said softly. "I want to be your friend."
Sam looked at her with a curious gaze wondering why she even had wanted to be his friend.
SPNSPN
Sam and Willow arrived back to the motel room only to find Bobby bleeding on the floor and Dean getting beaten up.
"No!" Sam yelled in shock. He couldn't believe that this had happened.
"Heya, Sammy. You miss me? 'Cause I sure missed you."
"Meg?"
Meg grins at Sam only to cause him to swing and miss her. Meg kicked in the crotch and knocked him to the ground. "It's not so easy without those super-special demon powers, huh, Sammy?"
Willow narrowed her eyes. "Oi!" She yelled as she used her magic to retrieve the knife from Bobby's body and it floated in mid air. The knife glowed purple as it floated.
Meg slowly backed away as the male demon was stabbed in the chest with the floating knife missing Dean. Meg screamed and smoked out of the woman causing her to collapse.
Dean pulled the knife out of the male demon looking at Willow with a bewildered look on his face.
Willow swallowed the lump in her throat before rushing over to her godfather. "Damn it Bobby. Why the hell did you do that…" She muttered as she quickly removed the over shirt she wore, to reveal a tank top. She pushed on the wound to try to slow the bleeding.
SPNSPN
The three of them rushed into the hospital, Dean and Sam carrying Bobby.
"Need some help here!" Dean yelled to the nurses knowing that this was crucial for them to get him checked out and saved.
"What happened?" The nurse questioned as she rushed over.
"He was stabbed." Sam said out of breath.
"Can we get a gurney?"
Two nurses rushed a gurney over to where Bobby.
"Hang on, Bobby. Hang in there. You're gonna be okay."
They got Bobby onto the gurney and they rushed off with him.
The three of them tried to follow but the nurse stopped them. "Just wait here."
"We can't just leave him." Sam said looking at the nurse with wide eyes.
"Just don't move. I've got questions." She said before leaving.
Dean looked at Sam. "Sammy, we got to go."
"No. No way, Dean." Sam said looking at his brother.
"The demons heard where the sword is. We got to get to it before they do, if we're not too late already. Come on!" Dean said leaving.
Sam looked at Willow who had blood all over her.
Willow looked up and quickly followed Dean causing the younger brother to follow her.
SPNSPN
The three entered with shot guns of John's lockup that he had. They noticed that there were a bunch of demons sprawled across the floor.
"I see you told the demons where the sword is." Zachariah said looking at Dean.
The three of them turn seeing Zachariah with two other angels.
"Oh, thank god. The angels are here." Dean said with a snarky tone not liking the idea that they were there.
"And to think… they could have grabbed it any time they wanted." Zachariah waved his hand to close the door. "It was right in front of them."
"What do you mean?" Sam asked gripping his gun tightly.
"We may have planted that particular piece of prophecy inside Chuck's skull, but it happened to be tru. We did lose the Michael sword. We truly couldn't find it. Until now. You've just hand-delivered it to us."
"We don't have anything."
Willow narrowed her eyes not liking how the angel was talking to Sam and Dean both.
"It's you, chucklehead. You're the Michael sword."
Dean stared at Zachariah like he had grown another head. There was no way that he was the Michael sword.
Willow swallowed the lump in her throat as she looked at the angel gripping her hands tightly at her sides.
"What, you thought you could actually kill Lucifer? You simpering was of insecurity and self-loathing? No. You're just human, Dean. And not much of one."
"What do you mean, I'm the sword?"
"You're Michael's weapon. Or, rather, his… receptacle."
"I'm a vessel?"
"You're the vessel. Michael's vessel."
"How? Why-why me?"
"Because you're chosen! It's a great honor, Dean."
"Oh, yeah. Yeah, life as an angel condom. That's real fun. I think I'll pass, thanks."
"Joking. Always joking. Well, no more jokes." Zachariah raised his one hand, fingers like a gun and pointed to Dean and then quickly shifted to Sam. "Bang."
A loud crunch and Sam fell to the ground. "God!"
Willow quickly grabbed him as he shouted in pain.
"You son of a bitch!"
"Keep mouthing off, I'll break more than his legs. I am completely and utterly through screwing around. The war has begun. We don't have our general. That's bad. Now, Michael is going to take this vessel and lead the final charge against the adversary. You understand me."
"How many humans dies in the crossfire, huh? A million? Five, ten?"
"Probably more. If Lucifer goes unchecked, you know how many die? All of them. He'll roast the planet alive." Zachariah said looking at Dean with a sour look on his face not liking the idea that Dean wasn't doing what he was telling him to do.
"There's a reason you're telling me this instead of just nabbing me. You need my consent. Michael needs my say so to ride around in my skin."
"Unfortunately, yes."
"Well, there's got to be another way."
"There's no other way. There must be a battle. Michael must defeat the serpent. It is written."
"Yeah, maybe. But, on the other hand… eat me. The answer's no."
"Okay how about this? Your friend Bobby… we know he's gravely injured. Say yes, and we'll heal him. Say no, he'll never walk again."
Sam glanced up at his brother.
"No."
"Then how about we heal you from… stage-four stomach cancer?"
Dean doubled over in pain coughing. He spat into palm blood. "No."
"Then let's get really creative. Uh, let's see how… Sam does without his lungs."
Dean turned to look at Sam who was gasping for breath.
"Are we having fun yet? You're going to say yes, Dean."
"Just kill us."
"Kill you? Oh, no I'm just getting started."
Willow snuck around and blasted one of the angels into a dagger causing light flashing. Her eyes went wide as she looked at a man wearing a trenchcoat.
The other angel went to fight Castiel and he was able to win the fight by killing him as well.
Zachariah stared at Castiel with wide eyes.
Castiel moved closer towards him.
"How are you…"
"Alive? That's a good question. How did these two end up on that airplane? Another good question. 'Cause the angels didn't do it. I think we both know the answer, don't we?"
"No. That's not possible."
"It scares you. Well it should. Now, put these boys back together and go. I won't ask twice." Castiel barked out the order.
Zachariah vanished.
Sam looked up and around surprised.
The brothers stood up looking at Castiel with wide eyes.
Castiel looked them over seeing Willow going over to them. He watched her look them over with a furious gaze that he had never seen in a human like this before. "You two need to be more careful."
"Yeah, I'm starting to get that. Your frat brothers are bigger dicks than I thought."
"I don't mean the angels. Lucifer is circling his vessel. And once he takes it, those hex bags won't be enough to protect you." Castiel put his hand on Dean's chest before putting his other hand on Sam's chest.
Both boys gasped.
"What the hell was that?"
"An Enochian sigil. It'll hide you from every angel creation, including Lucifer." Castiel looked at Willow.
"What, did you have to brand us with it?" Dean questioned looking at Castiel.
"No. I carved it into your ribs."
"Hey, Cas. Were you really dead?" Sam asked softly wondering if that was true.
"Yes."
"How are you back?"
Castiel then vanished.
Willow let out a soft breath. "So angels are dicks, huh?"
"Like you wouldn't believe." Dean said looking over at her. "You shouldn't have gone with us… you would have gotten killed."
Willow shrugged her shoulders. "It takes a little more than a lack luster angel to take me down Dean… We should get back though… Bobby…"
SPNSPN
Sam, Dean, and Willow stood near the window looking out it.
"Unlikely to walk again!? Why, you snot-nosed son of a bitch! Wait till I get out of this bed!" Bobby yelled which caused the doctor to flee the room. "I'll use my game leg and kick your friggin' ass! Yeah, you better run!" Bobby looked over at the three of them. "You believe that yahoo?"
"Screw him. You'll be fine." Dean said softly hoping that he would be right with what he said.
Willow swallowed the lump in her throat.
"So, let me ask the million-dollar question. What do we do now?" Sam asked softly feeling like they had lost the battle.
"Well… We save as many as we can for as long as we can, I guess. It's bad. Whoever wins, heaven or hell, we're boned."
"What if we win?"
Bobby stared at Dean.
Sam turned to face his brother.
Willow's brows furrowed. "You sound too confident with that Dean." She said softly.
"I'm serious. I mean, screw the angels and the demons and their crap apocalypse. Hell, they want to fight a war, they can find their own planet. This one's ours, and I say they have to get the hell off it. We'll take 'em all on. We kill the devil. Hell, we even kill Michael if we have to. But we do it our damn selves."
"And how are we supposed to do all this, genius?" Bobby questioned narrowing his eyes thinking Dean was being way too over confident with the idea.
"I got no idea. But what I do have is a GED and give-'em-hell attitude, and I'll figure it out."
"You are nine kinds of crazy, boy."
"It's been said." Dean said patting Bobby on the shoulder. "Listen you stay on the mend. We'll see you in a bit."
Dean headed for the door.
Sam slowly went to follow.
"Sam?"
Sam stopped in his tracks to look back at Bobby.
"I was awake. I know what I said back there. I just want you to know that… that was the demon talking. I ain't cutting you out boy. Not ever."
Sam let out a soft sigh. "Thanks Bobby."
"You're welcome. I deserve a damn medal for this, but...you're welcome."
The brother left leaving Willow in the room with Bobby.
Bobby looked at Willow. "You could've gone with them." He said softly knowing that Willow was staying behind for a reason.
Willow shook her head softly as she sat down next to his bed. "I'm not leaving you Bobby." She said softly as she ran her hand through her hair. "Those two…" She let out a soft breath. "Those two need time with one another… they need to talk… I could feel it…"
Bobby blinked a few times. "What?"
"I could feel that they needed to talk… and they didn't need some simpering witch following them…" She admitted softly.
Bobby took a soft breath. "Okay. But you look like hell girl."
"I know Bobby. I was trying to stop you from bleeding out. I think I can say I did a pretty damn good job."
Bobby patted her arm lightly with his hand. "I can say you did." Bobby said with a firm nod of his head.
Willow smiled a small weak smile. She was glad that Bobby had thought that she had done a good job. It truly did mean a lot of saving his life.
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