Time and Blood

Chapter Three: The Trip and the Wait

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WARNING: Some content may be offensive to the religious!

Author's Note: Just a short little interlude. Hope you guys like it! Please Review!

Fall 2009 – Small Town, South Dakota – Day

They reappeared in a shadowy corner of some little back alley not too littered with garbage, the sun was shining brightly with only a few clouds here and there, and there was the unmistakable sound of hustle and bustle of a small town during the day.

"What the hell!" Ben snapped jerking away from Gabriel.

He backed away from the Archangel shaking his head barely noticing when his back hit the brick wall of the store on his left.

"Oh, no demon can do that, boyo, it's an Angels Only type dealio," Gabriel said smugly.

"Where the hell are we?" Ben demanded trying to shake of the queer feeling of travelling by Angel.

"When, Benny, when the hell are we, is the more important question," Gabriel lectured.

"What do you mean, when? Like, time travel, when?"

"That's right, welcome back to '09, year of the Pulse, beginning of the Apocalypse, last known time where anybody knows the locations of Sam and Dean Winchester and their last resort brother,"

"That's..."

"Heavy?" suggested Gabriel with a wicked grin.

Ben shot him a confused look.

"Dear God, you're worse than Cas with the pop culture references," Gabriel sighed rolling his eyes.

"Whatever, so you can travel back in time?"

"Yep! Cool right?"

"And you brought me back in time to steal the rings from Sam and Dean, right?"

"Now, you're catching on,"

"Why the hell, didn't you just do this yourself a long freaking time ago!" Ben bellowed.

He moved to grab Gabriel by the lapels of his jacket only to find that the angel had disappeared and reappeared out of his reach.

"Whoa! Calm down! I couldn't," Gabriel explained hands raised in the universal I surrender position.

"Why the hell not?"

"Because it's Sam and Dean, they would recognize me for one, and Castiel would rat me out in a second, if he sensed me, which he would, Cas is diligent like that,"

"So why not get another sneak thief, before this I mean?"

"Who am I going to trust, any of the other Angels would have the same problem as me with Cas, including himself, if I trusted them, which I don't, and humans are too easily swayed by the Devil or possessed or they blab,"

"So you're trusting me to go after the rings?"

"Don't you feel loved?"

"No, you're trusting me because it's in my own best interests to get the rings and bring them to you,"

"Well, yeah, but this is war," shrugged Gabriel, "Lives hang in the balance, got to dole out that trust carefully,"

"Whatever, back to my original question, where the hell are we?"

"An alley not far from where Dean Winchester will be later tonight,"

"How do you know?"

"Well, Dean, at this particular point in time is all geared up to say yes to Michael,"

"What! Why?"

"I don't know, loss of hope? Too many friends dead? No end in sight? Take your pick,"

"That's so..."

"Dumb?"

"I was leaning towards moronic but whatever,"

"Yeah, well, Winchesters," shrugged Gabriel, "The point is, despite this complete lack of faith, Dean didn't say yes, and this is the only window of opportunity where Dean will not have Sam, Cas, Bobby or someone watching his back,"

"Right, so what do I have to do?"

"Well, hopefully pick his pocket, he usually keeps the important stuff in his inner pocket, so it'll be a tough lift,"

"Please," snorted Ben.

"Don't underestimate him boyo, Dean is the smartest moron you'll ever have the misfortune of being related to, he canny and damn fast, if I wasn't an angel he and Sam would have ended me already,"

"Don't worry so much Gabe, I'm a hell of a lot faster than a normal person,"

With a cheeky grin Ben ran a blurred circle around the Angel. Gabriel grinned in return.

"Not bad,"

"Thank you,"

"Now, Dean'll probably be driving a '67 Chevy Impala, black, he'll park it a little ways down the road from the Bible thumper on the corner down there,"

Ben glanced out of the alley and zeroed in on the bearded man with the suit who was shouting about angels and the Apocalypse.

"Huh, he's telling the truth isn't he,"

"Yep...well he's telling the truth about the Angels speaking to him and about the Apocalypse but the rest of it is all Angel propaganda, when Cas, hid Dean and Sam the Angels had to resort to paying heavenly visits to the Bible thumpers and setting them loose, like dogs, only misguided, you'll want to stay away from him because if he recognizes you he'll think you're Dean,"

"And then this whole mission goes pear-shaped, got it,"

"Alright, I've gotta get gone before someone notices me, once you have the rings find a pay phone and call this number," Gabriel instructed.

Ben fought the urge to snap to attention and say yes, sir!

"Good luck, boyo!"

With a flapping of wings sound Gabriel disappeared.

"I'm never gonna get used to that," Ben muttered to himself.

With a couple of hours of waiting ahead of him Ben decided to stock up on some necessary supplies. He practiced his pick-pocketing, and was unsurprised to find his skills as sharp as ever. He then spent most of his hard earned cash on clothes, toiletries that were a rarity back in 2021, and food. He also managed to abscond with a hunting knife that would afford him a little protection at least if things went sour. He settled in to wait in a small diner on the main street that was open until ten and had large windows and a cute waitress who wanted his number and his fine transgenic ass between her sheets. Ben was sorely disappointed he couldn't indulge himself.

At around nine thirty Dean made his appearance as promised.

AN: Next chapter we get to see Dean and the rest of Team Free Will! Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter! As always please review and let me know what you guys think!