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Chapter 4: It's the Great Pumpkin, Sam Winchester
It had taken close to five hours to get Bobby and the boys calmed down. It had almost broken her heart to lie to them but she had to. She couldn't tell them about the angel's or the specifics of the mission she had gone on. All she had told them was she had been on a hunt which explained the shredded clothing she had shown up in. She could tell from the look on Bobby's and Dean's face that they didn't believe her. They both knew that there was something more then what she was telling them. Sam on the other hand like the younger brother he was believed her wholly. Bobby insisted that if she was going to hunt she was always going to hunt with experienced hunters. Which for now was why she had ended up on a hunt with Dean and Sam. After three weeks in the back of the impala she was ready to get out. So when they finally arrived for their next hunt it was a blessing.
Even with Sam and Dean going to interview Mrs. Wallace Alex simply stood outside letting her legs finally stretch out. The lectures hadn't been that bad. She was use to those but now it felt like she was being baby sat. Even though it had been physically rough she missed hunting alone. Her frustration had been growing over the past couple days even now she was feeling aggravated. Still it was her uncle's wish that she get some more time with experienced hunters and she would follow his wishes. Leaning back against the truck of the impala her arm crossed over her chest as she let out a small sigh of annoyance. She was so caught up in her anger she didn't notice the sudden rush of warmth beside her.
"What is going on here is important," Castiel's normal calm voice spoke beside her causing her to jump as her cheeks flushed slightly. "You have been told about the seal's?" he asked looking into her eyes as she nodded her head softly. "Lilith is trying to break one of the seals," he whispered breathing in her scent once more. "It's good you are here," he said as he looked back to the Wallace house hold. He knew Sam and Dean would find the hex bag inside.
"I'm here because Bobby seems to think that I can't hunt on my own so he is having them," she said motioning to the house. "Do some baby sitting," the annoyance in her voice was clear even though she tried not to let it show. "I don't suppose I will even be able to tell them the truth?" she asked hoping that one day she would be able to sit down and explain to bobby and the others what she was doing.
"In time," Castiel said as his blue eyes turned back to hers. With the slight breeze that was out a few locks of her hair had come lose from the pony tail. "For now its best they don't know," he whispered as his fingers slowly moved up to her hair line slowly trailing down along her cheek touching her softly and gently feeling her skin tremble under his fingers. If he didn't have better control of his body he would be trembling as much as she. She was as new to physical contact as he was. Slowly his fingers slid her loose hair behind her ear before his fingers left her warm soft innocent skin. "But in time they will know," he whispered seconds before vanishing leaving Alex flushed and confused. His touch as simple and as innocent as it had been had left every nerve in her body alive and tingling. Her cheeks where a deep shade of red. Her eyes continued watching the area he had been standing she didn't hear the house door opening or the set of approaching footsteps.
"Want me to beat him up?" Dean suddenly asked his face hovering an inch from her side as he looked in the direction she had been looking. Alex jumped as she whipped around seeing Dean looking at her with a heavy smirk on his lips and Sam standing a few feet away chuckling over the scene.
"DEAN," Alex snapped as she brought her fist up lightly hitting him in the chest. "God you are such a jerk sometimes," She growled out in annoyance. It took a few seconds for her mind to process what he had asked her once she had calmed down enough. "Beat who up?" she asked hating to seeing both of them smirking like they where.
"Who ever it was that has you blushing so badly. You're new boyfriend whisper something steamy in your ear?" Dean asked with a slightly playful smile on his lips even more so when he saw her cheeks going even redder then what they had been when they first steeped out. He was still upset that she had disappeared with out telling anyone still he could understand the need to get out on your own sometimes. Still seeing her blushing like she was something new. Maybe she did have a boyfriend. It would be about time. In a lot of ways it bothered him that she was one that was always risking her life and had never been able to know what it was like to be with someone.
"I don't have a boyfriend," she said as she stepped past him hitting him once more in the shoulder for good measure. "Just drop it ok," How could she explain that it was an angel that seemed to have the ability to make her blush when ever he wanted to? Who knew maybe they did have that ability. Walking past Sam she could see that same smirk on his lips. "Don't you even start either," she said as she opened the back door of the impala taking her usual seat in the back. She knew now she was going to be in for it. The two wouldn't stop in their picking and teasing.
The drive to the motel had been a quick one and much as she suspected they had been teasing her the whole way. A few hours later Sam was sitting on the couch his laptop close by and of course a few extra books. The hex bag they had found lying open in front of him as he examined each of the items. Alex was stretched out on one of the beds flipping through the channels. While she usually loved watching old movies there didn't seem to be any good ones on. She barely paid attention when Dean walking in tossing his keys on the table under the window. The one thing that did get her attention was when he opened a piece of candy tossing it in his mouth.
"Really? After that guy choked down all those razor blades?" Sam asked almost as surprised as she was.
"Yea don't you think it would be best to stop the sweet tooth at least. Oh I don't know, until we find out what killed that guy?" Alex added as she sat up quickly turning off the T.V.
"What's the matter sweet cheeks? Missing your little piece of candy?" Dean asked offering her one of the cheesiest smiles she had ever seen. This was just one of the ways he liked to push her buttons. Alex would only roll her eyes as she flipped the T.V. back on.
"It's Halloween, man," Dean said as he turned away from Alex still holding that same smile. He loved teasing her and her reaction told him there was at least someone she found attractive. In a way it made him happy to see it on the other hand he wondered just who it was and if they where worthy of his adopted baby sister.
"Yeah, for us every day is Halloween," Sam muttered looking over to see Alex once more flipping through the channels. The slight pink tint to her cheeks hinted that she was indeed keeping something to herself. His eyes quickly left Alex as Dean sat down on the arm of the couch looking over his research so far.
"Don't be a downer, anything interesting?" Dean asked looking over all the stuff in the hex bag they had found.
Alex half listened to the boys talking and half to the T.V. but it wouldn't be long before sleep once more would start to over take her. Ever since her fight with the manananggal it had been all she had been seeing at night when she closed her eyes. Uncle Bobby had always told her the first creature that all most kills you will be the one you remember. She believed him now. The lack of sleep caught up with her as her mind forced itself to focuses on something else. Something that would be soothing. Her dreams started focusing around the massive oak tree outside her uncles scrap yard.
"Hey we're heading….," Dean started seeing how limp her body was on the bed. Nudging Sam he slowly walked beside the bed seeing she indeed fast asleep. Leaning down he could hear the heavy breathing indicating she was in a deep sleep. Slipping the TV remote from her limp hand he quickly turned the T.V. off. He knew she hadn't been sleeping well lately the dark circles under her eyes testified to that fact. It was good to see her sleeping. As the two left her sleeping they made sure to lock the door and turn off the light.
She didn't hear the boys leave or the T.V. being turned off as more and more her dream concentrated on the massive oak tree. She was lying protected in its roots as an unusually bright sun filtered through the leafs above. In the very few good dreams she had this would be about when a certain male in a light brown trench coat would make his appearance to steal away some of her innocence. For one that had not been attracted to a male before it seemed when she was it was swift and strong. The air around her felt warm so when it suddenly became far warmer she couldn't help but smile loving this part of her dreams. In her dreams she was far bolder than she could ever be in real life. Slowly her green eyes opened to see the all too familiar figure standing at her feet looking down at her with the same expressionless features. Even so he was handsome.
"This is a dream right?" she whispered as she smiled up at him. His answer came like it always did as he simply nodded his head. Standing she brushed the loose leafs from her as she looked into those blue eyes that seemed far more real then they normally did. Stepping closer to him she could almost hear him taking a deep breath. Slowly her hands moved up loosing the neck tie that normally hung so sloppily around his neck. This was the first time though she could remember his body tightening in response to her touch. "So what brings you here angel?" she asked loving the double usage of the word angel. Her fingers made quick work on undoing the necktie leaving it hanging and open.
"Alex," Castiel started but his words quickly died off as he felt her undoing his necktie. He should have stopped her. Told her to stop. Something to stop her from getting to close to him. Still he didn't do anything but stand there enjoying the feeling of her fingers close to his body. When he had entered her dream to tell her to meet them this was not what he had been expecting. The familiarity she showed with having him in her dream told him this was not the first time he made an appearance. His eyes watched her with simple innocent fascination as she fully undid the tie keeping a grip on the ends as she continued looking at him with that smile. His words where lost as he found himself standing there lost in her eyes.
Her fingers kept their hold on his tie now that it was fully undone. Steeping closer her eyes never left his as her hands slowly slid from his tie to rest on his waist sliding under his coat feeling his skin through the thin material of his shirt. He had never jumped before at her touch so for her it was a little odd but not enough to make her stop. Once more she heard him whisper her name softly. "Shhhh," she whispered back to him softly as she stepped even closer feeling just how warm his body really was. She loved these dreams being so much bolder then she could ever be in real life. Leaning up her lips softly brushed over his chin feeling the stubble of his beard on her lips. Once more she felt him jump and heard the very slight groan from his lips. Her lips continued softly kissing along his jaw line. In the few dreams she had of Castiel this would always be where he took over kissing her deeply and passionately letting her know the desire he felt. So when this time he didn't move she would start to wonder why this time was different.
He had been content to let her undo his tie. That was simple, safe and innocent. What happened afterwards was far from. He had been so lost in the feeling of her fingers close to his chest that when they moved from tie to waist he couldn't help but jump. Her hands where so close to flesh it was almost sinful. He had to stop her. Had to stop what ever it was she had planned before it was too late. Stop her before he wouldn't be able to stop himself. His hands slowly loosened from the clenched fists they had been as one slowly rose running through her hair softly. He was going to burn for his want of her. He was an angel but at the moment he was feeling far from holy. "Alex," he whispered her name to keep her from continuing. His only response was her quite whisper to stop him from saying anything. Feeling her body moving closer to him only made it harder for him to concentrate. She was so warm and soft he already knew this. He was seconds from forcefully telling her stop when he felt those warm soft lips brushing softly over his chin leaving his mind at a blank. The sudden close contact once more caused him to jump as his body took over letting out a slight groan reflecting the fight in him to remain in control. As those soft lips continued up along his jaw line Castiel's eyes would slowly close feeling how it felt to be kiss. It was a feeling he could easily get use to. As her lips stopped lingering on his neck Castiel knew he had to stop this to protect her if for no other reason.
Slowly his hand slid from the soft locks of her hair knowing this would be the last time he would be able to feel it or feel her lips on his skin. He would never be allowed to subcome to his primal desires. Angel's where to be beings on light and holiness. Only to serve the will of heaven. He though for a second of kissing her lips to know the feeling but he knew if he did it would be something he wouldn't be able to stop doing. "Alex," he whispered her name softly. "You have to listen to me," he whispered as he breathed in her scent. "I am not a figment of your dream," he whispered feeling her body tense with as close as they where to each other. He hated himself for breaking this moment knowing he would never have anything close to this again in his life. "I came here to tell you that you need to meet us in the park," he continued feeling her slowly pulling away from him missing the feel of her close to him.
Alex's lips where inches away from kissing his neck when he spoke causing her to tense. She could feel her cheeks burning a deep shade of red. He wasn't the Castiel she dreamed of. He was the real one as apparently angels could enter dreams. She wanted to run and hide out of embarrassment but her body remained rooted where it was her hands still lingering on his waist. Slowly she pulled away from him her hands slowly sliding from his waist as her eyes focused on his shoes not able to look him in the eye. It was too embarrassing to have been kissing on him touching him like he was hers. "Castiel….I," she started her words caught in her throat. It wasn't until she felt his hand softly resting on her cheek that she dared look into his eyes.
He could feel her shame and embarrassment. He knew he was more to blame then she since he should have stopped her before things went too far. It bothered him to see her like she was. Still in the back of his mind he could feel Uriel growing curious as to what was taking so long. Slowly his hand softly came up resting on her cheek as her eyes finally met his. He was growing soft towards this human and he could feel it. What worried him the most was he didn't care that it was happening. "Meet us. No one need know of what happened," he whispered moments before vanishing from her dream as she woke.
As soon as Alex opened her eyes she could feel her cheek turning bright red. She had actually kissed him the though both horrified and thrilled her all at once. Sitting up she noticed the boys where gone for which she was almost thankful. They would have been teasing her relentlessly seeing how red her cheeks where. Leaving them a small note that she would be back soon Alex quickly took off for the park which they had passed on the way to the motel. She could only hope her cheeks would keep from turning any redder then they already where. As she entered the park she knew it would be interesting trying to find a couple angels in the middle of a bunch of people.
As Castiel opened his eyes he could still feel her hands lingering on his body. If he had more time things could have easily gone so much different. Looking over at Uriel he could see the questioning look on his friends face. Uriel did indeed have questions. It normally didn't take Castiel this long to enter one of these monkey's dreams. This was also the first time he had returned looking slightly bothered. "There where complications," Castiel spoke pushing the memory and thoughts of what had happened deep into his vessels mind. One of the places angels wouldn't think of looking. He would visit those memories more but now was not the time to linger on them. "She is on her way," he said knowing Uriel wouldn't push the issue. His eyes continued looking ahead knowing she would soon be on her way. He already knew that when he saw her all he would be able to think of was her lips touching his skin. When he finally spotted Alex and she spotted them he couldn't help but notice the odd expression on her face. As if she where seeing them for the first time.
When Alex finally spotted them she was left rooted in spot by what she saw. She saw their vessels true enough and the glow that normally surrounded them but there were some things she had never seen before. She now knew she wouldn't have to worry about blushing since her mind was trying to wrap around what she was seeing. Slowly she walked towards them feeling her mouth hanging open slightly. As she sat between them she could see it all that much better. Looking at Uriel she could see a pair of large ghostly bird like wings sprouting out of his back. But that was not it. She could see ghostly dreadlocks running down his back. As her eyes turned to Castiel she was too busy to notice the way he was looking at her. Much like Uriel she could see ghostly outline of his true angelic nature. Two wings sprouted out from Castiel's back. Long loose flowing locks of hair rolled down his back. Reaching out slightly she tried to feel his hair only to find that her hand pass through his hair like it wasn't there.
"Alex?" Castiel asked watching her reaching out touching something that wasn't there.
"What did you do to her Castiel?" Uriel asked almost wanting to laugh seeing how this monkey was reaching for things that weren't there. Castiel must have messed up her mind worse then he though. His words quickly died off seeing the look Castiel was giving him.
"Alex what are you seeing?" Castiel asked softly.
"I don't know why. But I can see your wings…and your hair," Alex whispered looking back towards Uriel seeing his wings flexing slightly. The look on her face was one of innocent fascination. She was probably seeing more on angels then most people ever got to see. Still she wondered what they looked like outside of their vessels. She knew she would probably never get to see one but it still didn't keep her from wondering.
Uriel looked to Castiel for an explanation as how this monkey could possibly be seeing any of their angelic nature. It was beyond them. Just the sight of an angel in their glory was enough to burn the eyes out of any human. Castiel expression though was calm already knowing what was happening. He couldn't blame Uriel for being confused. One that was able to see what they where was rare. There where few angels that had encountered one. Luckily for her Castiel had. Long ago.
"It is due to the time of the year," he spoke looking ahead of them. "This time of year the veil is thinnest between the worlds. This is only the start. You will be able to see more as midnight tomorrow draws closer," He knew that they would have to limit their contact with her until all hallows eve passed or she would end up like the physic that had tried to spy on him.
Alex watched Castiel move noticing the way his wings and hair moved. It was almost hypnotic to her. She kept her mind grounded enough to hear what he was saying. As it drew closer to midnight on Halloween her ability to see beyond the vale would only grow stronger. This would make things interesting to say the least. As Castiel looked back at her she couldn't help but laugh seeing a mix of short hair and long hair moving at the same time. She knew it was probably wrong laughing at an angel but she couldn't help it. While her laughing didn't seem to bother Castiel it seemed to make Uriel mad. Her chuckling quickly died off as she felt Uriel leaning closer to her. She could almost feel him looming over her. "You should show us a little more respect," he whispered his words hanging heavy in the air. Alex only nodded her head softly knowing she would have to watch her words. Forcing down her laughter she lowered her head looking at her knees. With her head down she couldn't see the look Castiel was giving.
"We brought you here because we need to know what Sam and Dean have learned so far," Castiel said looking ahead of them.
Looking up at Castiel the sound of his voice was far more soothing then anything else that she had heard before. Slowly her eyes looked in the direction that he was looking seeing the park that stretched out filled with people who had no idea what was about to happen. "They know it's a witch. Not an ordinary witch either. A powerful one. Using old items," she said still feeling Uriel's cold gaze. "That's all they've found out so far," she said knowing it wasn't a lot but she knew that Sam and Dean would be able to find out who was behind this all. Leaning back she sudden felt fingers on her back as her body teleported to a grave yard. Where she had been sitting on a park bench she now set on the ground near a tomb stone. Slowly standing she looked around seeing she was miles from the hotel. It would take her hours to walk back.
He had felt her leave. Vanish from beside them. He missed the feeling of having her beside him. His cold blue eyes focused solely on Uriel. It made him angry knowing that he had sent him away with out his word. He would have sent her to the motel not half way across town.
"We need to head back to seek revelation," Uriel said knowing the look Castiel had given him. He knew that he was mad but he also knew that there would be little that he could do about it. He wouldn't be able to with out showing any more weakness for the human then they already had. Castiel's eyes slowly look back in the direction that Alex had been sent seconds before leaving with Uriel.
It had taken her until night fall to make her back to the hotel. Every steep of the way she was cursing both Castiel and Uriel. She had given them the information that they wanted only to be sent to a graveyard and walk back to the hotel. As she approached the room where Sam and Dean where staying she could see the light was on meaning they where back. As she approached the door she could hear Sam talking.
"Dean, Samhain is the damn origin of Halloween. The Celts believe that October 31sr was the one night of the year when the veil was the thinnest between the living and the dead, and it was Samhain's night. I mean, masks were put on to hide from him, sweets left on doorsteps to appease him, faces carved into pumpkins to worship him. He was exorcised centuries ago," So that's what they where up to. Bringing back Samhain must be the seal that the demon where trying to break.
Slowly opening the door she could feel two sets of eyes resting on her. She knew they where about to start asking her where she had been and what she had been doing. "Don't start it's a long story," She said closing the door behind her as she plopped down on the couch feeling t he soreness in her legs and the aching in her feet. "So even though Samhain took the trip downstairs the tradition stuck?" she asked hoping they would just leave it where it was.
Sam knew what ever it was that had happened she didn't want to talk about it. He knew some of what she was going through. There where things he didn't want to talk about with anyone. Demon blood and other things. "Exactly, only now instead of demons and blood orgy's Halloween is all about kinds, candy and costumes,"
"Okay, so some witch wants to raise Samhain and take back the night? Dean asked popping another small piece of candy. What could he say? It was Halloween.
"Dean, this is serious," Sam said looking at Dean noticing he was looking at Alex. Looking at her he could see the dark circles under her eyes had gotten worse. Hunters didn't get sleep as a part of the job but she was looking worse then most. She needed to sleep or else she would start feeling the effects. He watched Dean digging into the pack that he had brought with him. They had been keeping their eye on her and packed something incase she didn't start sleeping like normal.
Alex's eyes narrowed as Dean pulled out a pill bottle from his bag holding it out for her. Taking it she looked over the small blue pills inside. Turning it over she read the name the prescription was made out to. A Mr. Eric Oke. Looking up at dean she only raised her eyebrow asking him with out words what the hell they where and what she was suppose to do with them.
"You haven't slept in three weeks. The one time you do get some sleep we come back and find you where out running around with your boyfriend," Dean said loving the look she gave him. He always had been able to read Alex like a book. She had gone out to see someone. "Take two of them. You need sleep," He said seeing she was about to argue with him. She had always kept her noise cleaner then just about anyone he had known. No drinking, sleeping around nothing that normally everyone else enjoyed. "You're taking them no arguments," He said snagging the bottle opening it quickly. Hell even him and Sam didn't like taking these things but there where times it couldn't be helped. Shaking two of the small pills into his hand he held them out for her watching as she reluctantly took them. "So what scared you that bad?" Dean asked the same question he had been asking for the past couple weeks.
"I don't want to talk about it," she whispered taking the bottle of water Sam had offered her. God she hated taking these things but at the same time she knew that she needed to sleep. Taking the pills she quickly downed some of the water. It at least brought a smile to Dean's face seeing that for once she didn't put up too much of a fight. She was just about to tell them she was heading off to her room when she felt a hand resting softly on her shoulder. Looking over she could see the worry in Sam's puppy dog eyes.
"You know. What ever it is. You can talk to us. We're here to help Alex," Sam whispered wishing she would tell them about what had scared her so bad that she couldn't sleep. He heard her telling him like she had so many times that she couldn't talk about it. Leaning in she felt her arms wrapping around him hugging him softly.
"I'm going to change before these things kick in," She said already feeling a little heavy from them. Saying good night to the boy Alex headed off alone to her room quickly changing into the sleeping shorts and t-shirt she normally slept in. By the time she laid down on the bed she was fighting to stay awake. What ever Dean had given her was powerful enough to almost knock her out with in a few minutes. As she lay there every time she closed her eyes she could see that monster waiting for her. Ready to try and kill her once more. As she slowly fought to half way open her eyes again she was met with her empty hotel room. Where she wanted to stay. As much as she fought the effects of the pills. As her eyes closed again she felt the rush of warmth that she contributed to the effects of the sleeping pills. She forced her eyes open once more to find herself looking into a pair of cold blue eyes. Her mind was clouded and it seemed she couldn't even string together a single though. She knew those eyes though. She felt those fingers on her forehead and the rush of warmth the flooded over her. "It's ok. Sleep," she heard him whisper to her seconds before she slid under for the last time not able to force herself awake any more. Though instead of nightmares all her dreams where pleasant bring a soft smile to her lips.
Castiel watched with innocent fascination as she slid under sleep seeing a soft smile forming on her lips. He had made sure all her dreams would be good. What ever Dean had given her seemed to have worked in putting her to sleep. He was quickly finding that he enjoyed watching as she fell asleep. Now he lay besides her watching as she slept her breathing slow and steady and her heart beat low. Reaching out he softly brushed her hair from in front of her face feeling her stir slightly from his touch. Still she didn't wake giving him a little more boldness. He had put up temporary barriers keeping angels from spying on what he was doing. He had become fascinated by her so quickly that it scared even him. Still it wasn't something he wanted to fight. His fingers moved up again lightly touching her forehead feeling her soft skin as his fingers softly ran down her nose hovering over her lips feeling her breath softly brushing over his fingers. His heart was pounding in his chest. He was scared. If heaven found out what he was doing, if she woke up, if Sam or Dean walked in on them. This was all confusing and scary to him. He didn't understand any of it except that this feeling was too strong for him to fight.
Slowly his fingers lowered feeling how soft her lips where as he couldn't help but groan softly. He wanted to kiss her. The desire in him was strong as he looked at her sleeping features. Even though it scared him he still wanted her. Leaning in he smelled her scent only making him want her more. He wanted to kiss her so badly but at the same time he wanted her to be awake. To want it as much as he did. He wanted their first kiss to be shared together. Still there was something he could do that she had already. Even if it went against his orders. Tilting his head softly Castiel breathed in her sweet scent. The pounding of his heart was so loud it was almost deafing. He closed the last few inches as his slightly chapped lips softly kissed cheek feeling her soft skin against his lips. For giving his first kiss it felt like heaven. Her skin so smooth and soft against his lips. Kissing down her cheek his hand came to rest on the small of her hip. If he lived another thousand years he would never find anything that felt as good as this. He quickly learned how to press his lips softly against her warm skin. His lips moved gently along her jaw line down to her chin and slowly back up tell he reached her ear. "Alex," he whispered her name seconds before his lips captured to bottom part of her ear feeling her body shivering in response. He loved feeling her reaction as he let the small piece of skin slid from between his lips. He was just about to capture it again when he heard her whisper his name softly. He didn't look to see if she was awake or not as he vanished from her room his heart pounding harder then it ever had before.
What ever Dean had given her had put her under and kept her under for a while. All her dreams had been good she had even had one where she had felt Castiel's slightly chapped lips kissing on her skin. She didn't wake up tell late the next day as she slowly started to stir. Her body still feeling heavy from the effects of the drugs. Still she had slept good and her body felt refreshed. Sitting up her head spun slightly but still she was awake. She was still working on clearing her head when she heard Sam from the room next door.
"Who are you?" Sam almost yelled causing Alex to jolt up as her head spun even more.
"Sam! Sam, wait! It's Castiel," She heard Dean just as she reached the door. Slowly opening the door she kept her hand on the wall to steady her wobbly footsteps as she made her way to their room. With one hand propping herself up she slowly push open the door her eyes focused on the floor. Everything seemed five times brighter then it should have. Alex had to bring her hand up to cover her eyes as she looked up at Sam seeing him standing there looking stunned.
"The angel," Dean said looking back at Alex seeing how wobbly she looked. At least she looked a little better rested then she had before. Looking back Dean spotted another figure in the room standing by the window. "Him, I don't know,"
Alex's eyes stayed on Sam seeing him looking at Castiel in wonder with a smile across his face. As much as Alex tried to look at him all she could see was an almost painful bright light. This must have meant when he said she would be able to see more. She could only see Sam surrounded by bright light nothing of Castiel.
"Hello Sam," Castiel said watching Alex sinking to her knees from the sound of his voice. She was suffering the effects of this time of year. Soon she wouldn't be able to stand in the same room as them. Even now his voice was becoming painful. "Dean you need to get her out of here," Castiel said looking over at Dean seeing he was noticing for the first time in how much pain she was.
Just the sound of Castiel's voice was painful she could understand how they could kill a human with just the sight to them. Even with the pain of hearing his voice Alex could feel her heart sinking knowing she would never be able to see any angel let alone Castiel's true form like she wished. She could just feel Dean helping her up quickly moving her into the next room as he helped her sit on the edge of the bed. Looking up she could see that Dean wanted to be back with them not trusting Sam among the angels. Her hand gently came up softly pushing on his chest. "Go I'll be alright," she whispered as she laid back on the bed her body feeling heavy once again.
Dean looked over her he could see she would be alright at least for now. Leaving the room he made sure to close the door before he headed back into the room seeing that he had arrived just as the one by the window had choice to speak.
"Let's keep it that way," The tall male by the window spoke.
"Yeah, okay, chuckles," Dean said as he closed the door making sure Alex wouldn't be able to easily walk back in on them as he looked back at Castiel. "Who's your friend?" He didn't expect an answer.
"This, the raising of Samhain, have you stopped it?" Casteil asked trying to keep his voice cold and level.
"Why?" Dean asked knowing they where not going to get any answers of any kind.
"Dean, have you located the witch?" Castiel asked knowing that they had to stop t his before things got out of hand. They had kept Sam and Dean safe they where only lucky that the witch hadn't targeted Alex.
"Yes, we've located the witch," Dean said as he looked at Casteil his annoyance over this angel growing. He still couldn't the image of him holding Alex out of his mind.
"And is the witch dead?" Castiel asked already knowing the answer. As much as he tried to focus on the job at hand he wanted to check on Alex to make sure she was unharmed. At the same time he wanted to take her away from this place to protect her from what was to come. He was quickly coming to understand why it was against the rules for them to get involved with humans.
"No, but-," Sam said seeing the cold look in Castiel's eyes was something stronger then they where not doing a good job.
"We know who it is," Dean said watching Castiel walking over to the table by the bed.
"Apparently the witch knows who you are too," He said picking up the hex bag showing it to them. "This was inside the wall of your room. If we hadn't found it surely on or both of you would be dead. Do you know where the witch is now?" He asked seeing the look that was exchanged between the brothers.
"We're working on it. Mind explaining why Alex couldn't even look at you two chuckle heads," Dean asked knowing this would be one question that he would get an answer for.
"Alex is what we call a seere," Castiel said almost hearing the disgusted noise from Uriel. "Today and tonight the vale is thin between worlds. She was close to see our true forms. It will be the same with demons," he said knowing they had been close to burning her eyes out. Something for which he would have never forgiven himself for. "That's unfortunate that you have not killed her yet," Castiel said feeling a little more comfortable switching the subject.
The conversation continued on for a while giving Sam a whole new impression of angels. One that he didn't like. Still the choice had been made that they would spare the town giving Sam and Dean time to track down the witch and stop the summoning. While he wouldn't show it Castiel was glad Dean had choice to save this town. As the angels left Dean swung into Alex's room long enough to tell her to stay put. With her ability to see growing stronger it would be better for her to remain in the room.
It wasn't until dusk had settled over the small town that Castiel and Uriel returned to earth. The park seemed to be a favored spot to watch what was going on. Watching some children skipping by in Halloween costumes Castiel could feel the desire to see 'her' again growing inside even though he knew at the moment it was impossible. It was too close to midnight and it would be painful for her to be around them. "The decision's been made," Castiel said watching a mother wrangling in a three year old. He could hear Uriel's laugh knowing to well how he felt about humans.
"By a mud monkey," Uriel answered finding humor in it.
"You shouldn't call them that," Castiel said. He had always been a little softer towards humans then most angels. To him they where beautiful and interesting. A bit confusing at time but still interesting.
"Ah, its what they are, savages, just plumbing on two legs,"
"You're close to blasphemy," Castiel warned him hearing the sigh in return. It angered him more then normal to hear humans being put down. Maybe it was the dangerous closeness he was developing with them. Or maybe it was just her. "There's a reason we were sent to save him, he has potential, he may succeed here," Castiel said taking a seat on the bench next to Uriel with a sigh. "And any rate, it's out of our hands,"
"It doesn't have to be," Uriel whispered to him in much the same tone he guessed the serpent did to Eve in the garden.
"And what would you suggest?"
"That we drag Dean Winchester out of here and then we blow this insignificant pinprick off the map," Uriel offered his love for killing humans apparent. They could do that but there would be no way now that they could save Alex. Castiel wouldn't allow it. He would sit by and watch her be blasted away by a blood thirsty angel.
"You know our true orders, are you prepared to disobey?" Castiel asked looking over at his long time friend.
For a while Uriel just looked at him before an almost sinister smile crossed his lips. "You seem to have a soft spot for these humans Castiel. Or maybe just one. What took you so long in her dreams?" Asking the question once more. He wanted to know if his commander truly was in as deep as he though.
"I told you there where complications," That was all he had told of what had happened and all he would ever tell.
Alex had made herself content laying back watching some older movies on T.V. Most of them older spook movies due to what night it was. She could understand Sam and Dean wanting her to stay put. If they where going after a witch and possibly a demon with her sight messed up she would only hold them back. Just as she reached up to flip through the channels the room seemed to explode in a blinding light that almost burned to look at it. Just as quickly as she brought her hand up to shield her eyes everything was dark again.
"What the… OH not again. What the hell?" Alex said to herself as her vision revered enough to where she could see she was once more in the graveyard. "You guys have a real sick sense of humor," she muttered hoping at least one angel would be close by to hear it. Slowly making her way towards some rap music that was playing she was painfully aware that she was only in a tank top and shorts. As she drew closer it seemed the night around her continued growing darker and darker. She could feel a chill running up her back making her feel like the night itself was alive with evil. Her steps hurried towards the sound of music knowing at least there where people. The closer she got the darker the world around her seemed to grow. It started getting dark enough she couldn't see anything. As her steps slowed Alex knew something wasn't right.
"Cast….," she started to speak his name though her words quickly died off when she heard heavy breathing just a few feet behind her. The air had grown so cold she could feel goose bumps breaking out all over her skin. She knew something was behind her and ever neuron in her brain was telling her not to turn around. Slowly though she turned coming face to face with one of the ugliest things she had ever seen. As soon as her green eyes meet the black pits of the other creatures she knew this was what demons really looked like. She knew they where evil but she never knew they where that ugly. It was like taking the foulest thing she could remember and multiplying it by ten. All she could do was look into the black pits of the creature's eyes not finding any words as she only looked at the creature. She wanted to scream out. To call for Castiel, Sam or Dean. Anyone right then.
"Of pure virgin blood. Yes you will do," It whispered its voice dark and horse. As its cold slimy hand wrapped around her throat it was enough to snap Alex out of what ever the spell the demon had over her. Her hands shot up digging into the wrists drawing blood. Her legs shot up kicking as much of the creature as she could. As she tried once again to kick she felt one of its legs tripping her legs out from under her as they both fell to the ground. She could feel the demons hand on her neck keeping her pinned down. She struggled against the beast thrashing and kicking what she could of it even though it seemed not to phase the creature at all. She could feel her shirt being lifted exposing her bare stomach seconds before a white hot searing pain cut into the skin of her upper stomach.
"Ego Amor Thalamis Angeli," The demon spoke as the pain spread through her body feeling as though it where burning every inch of her body. As the pain flooded upward she couldn't move only lay on the ground whimpering softly in pain even as the demon left.
It took Alex a while before the pain subsided enough to where she could move. When she could her fingers slowly investigated the place the demon had touched feeling the warm liquid of her blood. Sitting up her whole body ached with the effort to move. She knew it the demon was here that Sam and Dean wouldn't be to far off. Limping along the way she started heading towards the sounds of fighting. The closer she got the darker the world seemed to get so she knew she was going in the right direction. Soon the world around her grew darker and darker as her free hand felt along the cold walls of the mausoleum. Slowly the darkness seemed to lift she could only guess that they had exorcised the demon. When the darkness lifted enough she could see Alex found herself standing in front of a doorway. Sam and Dean on the other side. Sam could barely raise his eyes to meet Dean's stare.
All that changed though when he spotted Alex leaning against the wall looking pale and her white shirt slowly turning red from around her stomach. "ALEX," He yelled rushing past Dean gripping Alex on her shoulders as he looked into her eyes. "What happened your bleeding," He tried lifting her shirt seeing she fought him.
"Its just a little scratch," she muttered as she tried to keep her shirt down. It wasn't long before felt Dean beside her picking her up gently much in the same fashion she had been told Castiel had picked her up. "Dean blast it I can walk," she snapped as he carried her out to the impala.
"Well you're not hurt that bad. We need to get out of here before the cops show up," He said as he gently set her down on the back seat of the impala.
During the drive back she did her best to explain how she had gotten out in the grave yard and had happened with the demon. When they finally arrived back at the hotel they had all looked over the cut seeing that for the moment it looked like nothing more then three small diagonal scratches. They all agreed though that they would keep a close watch. Nothing from a demon was ever good.
The next morning Dean sat on a park bench watching kids playing. They where here because of him and Sam even though they hadn't been able to fully protect Alex. Somehow he could sense Castiel's arrival.
"Let me guess you're here for the, I told you so," Dean said not really feeling up for hearing it.
"No," Castiel said his mind as busy as Deans.
"Well, good cause I'm really not that interested," Dean continued watching the kids running around. He had always wanted the simple life. Wife and maybe a couple kids running around.
"I am not here to judge you Dean," Castiel said as he watched the families enjoying the day.
"Then why are you here?" Dean asked pulling Castiel from his thoughts.
"Our orders," Castiel started though he was quickly cut off.
"Yeah, you know, I've had about enough of these orders of yours," Dean started but Castiel quickly took control of the conversation once more.
"Our orders were not to stop the summoning of Samhain, they were to do whatever you told us to do," Castiel said thankful that it had been Dean's choice to save this town. To save Alex in the process. Just thinking of her brought back the memory of kissing her cheek and along her jaw. Castiel could feel the desire to do it again running strong though his body.
"Your orders were to follow my orders?" Dean asked surprised.
"It was a test, to see how you would perform under, battlefield conditions, you might say," Castiel said leaning back against the park bench. His lips tingling with the memory of her soft sweet skin.
"So I uh- failed your test huh? I get it. But you know what? If you would have waved that magic time travelling wand of yours and we had to do it all over again, I'd make the same call. Cause see, I don't know what's gonna happen when these seals are broken, hell I don't even know what's gonna happen tomorrow. But what I do know is, that this, here? These kids, the swings, the trees, all of it is still here because of my brother and me," Dean said his anger growing over these angel's. They seemed to treat human life as if it was nothing.
"You misunderstand me Dean, I'm not like you think, I was praying that you would choose to save the town," Was all Castiel would say about why he had been praying that Dean would choice to save this town. No one need know one of his true worries laid with the woman he saw as baby sister.
"You were?" Dean was honestly surprised that any of the angels where hoping to save people rather then smiting them as they saw fit.
"These people, they're all my father's creations. They're works of art, and yet, even though you stopped Samhain, the seal was broken and we are one step closer to hell on earth, for all creation. Now that's not an expression Dean, it's literal. You of all people should appreciate what that means. Can I tell you something if you promise not to tell another soul?" Some small part of him wanted to tell him about the feelings that where quickly growing for Alex. Still for now he knew no one could know. The punishment for both of them would be beyond anyone's imagining.
"Okay. But I have questions for you," Dean said wanting to get to the bottom of what had happened to his baby sister.
"I'm not a…hammer as you say, I have questions, I have doubts. I have wants. I don't know what is right and what is wrong anymore, whether you passed or failed here. But in the coming months you will have more decisions to make, I don't envy the weight that's on your shoulders Dean. I truly don't," Castiel spoke looking down at the ground. He knew the weight on Dean's shoulders was going to be more then most people could bear.
"How did Alex get into that graveyard Castiel? From the way she described it something sent her there. She is my baby sister maybe not by blood but she is," Dean said as he looked over to Castiel seeing in some way he understood what he was saying. "That demon did something to her. I want to know what,"
"I don't know Dean," Castiel whispered his mind turning back to Alex. "I will find out though," he said promising himself that he would find out what had happened to Alex. "I will find out who sent her there," His voice held the promise of angelic violence. "As for what Samhain did we do not know. It is a matter for concern. For now we are simply watching,"
"You like her, don't you," Dean asked noticing the way his voice sounded when he talked about Alex. Could Alex's attraction really be an angel? When he didn't hear an answer of any kind Dean looked over seeing he was alone on the park bench. That alone gave Dean his answer.
