Chapter Four
"Bobby!" Harry said before anyone could react. "I didn't know you'd be here."
Before Sam could react the stranger at the room's door lunged forward and hugged Bobby around the waist. The old hunter looked shocked for a moment before hugging the tiny man tight. Sam looked like he was about to say something but Dean just shook his head. After a few minutes the two men separated and looked at the brothers.
"Knew you were a trouble magnet like me D but a demon? Really."
"About that what do you mean a demon just came out of here. The only person in here with Sammy was a hooker," Dean said with a confused crinkle to his forehead.
"About my height, brown hair, tank top and jeans?" Harry asked. When Dean and Bobby both nodded he nodded even more sure of himself, "Yep a demon."
"How do you know that?" Came an angry voice from the other side of the room. All three turned to see Sam standing there with his arms crossed and glaring at Harry."
"Well apparently spending nearly 1,500 years in Hell gave me the ability to since the filth that breeds there," Harry said with a raised eyebrow and the totally unwarranted anger coming from the tall hunter in waves.
"So what, you've got a knife that sent her back to hell?"
"Nope, simple AK had a black cloud pouring out threw the mouth and imploding. It was very beautiful."
"Why you little-"
"Sammy! What the hell is your problem! You should be thanking Harry for killing that bitch before she could come back and try to finish you off."
"You don't understand Dean," Sam said has he tried to wrestle out of his brother's arms and jump the little wizard who had been pushed behind Bobby as soon as Sam lunged.
"Then you better talk fast Sam because something ain't right."
"I-"
"They were together," Came a flat sounding voice from behind Harry.
"Castiel! I didn't know you'd show up yet," Harry said with a smile. He went towards the angel but was pulled back into a broad chest.
"Dean! What is wrong with you, don't you recognize him?"
"It is expected Lord Potter,"
"Harry, please."
"Harry, I did not show myself to Dean as I did to you. Pulling his soul back into his body took a lot of power and I was unable to keep this form and it would have been unsafe for him to see me in my true form. I was going to wait until you told him about me but sensed an aggressive presence near you both and came to offer assistance."
"It's okay Castiel, it's just Sam. From what you just said I think he's just upset I killed his lover."
"Who the hell is this guy! How did he get in here past all the sigils?"
Harry stepped away from Dean and turned towards the hunters to see they all hand their guns in hand but had them lowered.
"Guys this is Castiel, he's an angel of the lord and was the one who pulled me and Dean out of hell." Sam and Bobby looked unsure but Dean nodded and put his gun in the back of his pants.
"Makes sense and your voice is the one I heard. While we're introducing people why don't you do the same Harry?"
"Wait a minute, I want proof that he's really an angel," Bobby said. Without Harry or Dean asking Castiel took a step forward and unfurled his wings. They couldn't see them fully but the shadows of two beautiful, black wings expanded across the room walls.
"Believe him now?" Dean asked as the other two hunters picked their jaws up off the floor. They nodded as the wings faded back out of existence.
"Now, it's story time for Harry," Dean said has he gestured towards the beds and chairs. Harry sighed and sat down in one of the chairs and watched as the hunters sat around him.
"Well I guess the short version should do for now and please no questions until the end or we'll never finish." Receiving nods from everyone he sighed and looked down at his hands as he started his story.
"Before I start you should know that I am a natural born wizard. No demon deal involved just a magic core. I was a part of a prophesy to defeat a Dark Lord who was at war with the rest of the Natural Born Wizards and the Ministry that ruled our society decided that me, a 17 yr old boy, was not doing all I could to defeat him and decided to take action. They summoned a demon and said that in return for defeating our Dark Lord the demons could have my soul as payment. The demons decided to take the deal and next thing I knew I was on a wrack down in the hell. That was in 1998 and before you say anything it wasn't a decade down there it was more like 1,200 years."
Seeing that Harry was wrapped up in some pretty bad memories Dean picked up the story.
"When I woke up on a wrack down there a demon immediately started torturing me, after he was done another demon came in dragging this tiny little thing of a soul and left us alone. Apparently because Harry wasn't supposed to be down there in the first place he couldn't feel pain. So the demons tried to break him by making him watch others be tortured then have to heal them. After he healed me that first time I noticed his eyes and automatically thought about what you had told me Bobby," He said with a nod towards the older man. "I asked him if he was the Harry that my friend Bobby told me about and I passed along the message. After that Harry stayed in my little corner of hell and kept me from going crazy and breaking. Now 40 years later and here we are." Dean never took his eyes off of Harry so he didn't notice the look of guilt that passed over Sam's face but soon turned to his brother to change the subject.
"So how long were you sleeping with that demon? Did you know she was a demon? If you did why didn't you waste her ass?"
"I- uh-," Sam stuttered before looking away from his brother. "She said she could help me defeat Lilith and I wanted revenge. She told me all I had to do was anything she told me and not ask questions. I, uh, think she fed me her blood last night," Sam trailed off in shame. Dean looked like he was about to say something but Castiel finally stepped forward.
"She did not lie to you Samuel. She fed you her blood to enhance the effects of the demon blood already in your system from Azazel so you would be able to kill Lilith with only a thought. That would be detrimental to everything though Samuel. Fore Lilith is the last key in a series of locks that if 60 were broken then Lucifer would be released from his cage in hell."
A/N: So I'm gonna leave it here because he seems like a good spot and has to be the longest chapter I've ever typed so enjoy please review what you think and if you have any idea, suggestions, or corrections if I got something wrong.
