Just Wanted a Normal Life

Chapter 4: Two Worlds Collide

The two brothers sat with their father, both feeling the need of sleep washing over them. They had been in San Francisco for ten hours now, and neither had left the room unless they really needed to, watching the machines that showed John's vital signs and brain activity. Neither understood what the machines really meant, just that their father was still alive.

"You know, I just want him to wake up long enough so I can apologise." Sam sighed, breaking the silence that the room was in. He heard movement of Dean sitting up and forward in his chair.

"And then two seconds later you'd be at each other's throats again," Dean smirked slightly, "You two are too stubborn for you own goods. Anyway, don't worry, you'll get your chance to apologise, he won't stay this way. I'm going to stop the demon."

"I'm coming with you," Sam said, "We're doing this together," Sam never missed the look of happiness in his brother's eyes, but it was taken over with a frown, "What? Dean, what is it?"

Dean never said a word, he just stood up and walked to his dad's side, looking at the ring finger on his left hand.

"Dean?"

The elder Winchester looked over to his brother, just as the room door swung open and Bobby walked in, also seeing the concerned look on Dean's face.

"What is it?" Bobby instantly asked, with three cups of coffee in his hand.

"Did the doctors take his wedding ring off?" Dean asked, looking over at Bobby, "Because I know dad would never take it off. Never, Bobby."

"No, they didn't," Bobby shook his head, handing a coffee to Sam as he made his way over to Dean, passing him a coffee looking down at his friend's hand to see the missing ring, "And no, he would never take that ring off."

"So, where is it?" Dean now asked, thoughts running through his head what could have happened, but only one being plausible, its was one of the doctors or nurses.

"The two that seemed a little off…" Bobby started.

"What? Chris' little sister?" Sam interrupted them, as he realised what they were talking about.

"Your housemate, Chris, right?" Dean looked at his brother, once he saw a nod, he looked back at Bobby, "I think we have a problem here."

"You think?"

Dean then turned to Sam, looking into his dark brown eyes, that reminded him so much of his mother.

"How much do you know about Chris?"

"Why?" Sam asked him, "He's not a demon, Dean, I've known him for four years, lived with him for three."

"And his sister?" Dean now asked.

"You think she took his ring?" Sam asked, "You think she came in here to take his blood and his ring? Why? That ring may not have been on his finger when he got here, it might have fallen off when he was attacked or something. Why would they take it?"

In truth nobody had answers, but who else could have taken his wedding ring? It was not likely the ring had fallen off. In the 22 years that John had fought demons, he never lost his wedding ring, not once.

"Ok, first things first, Dean," Bobby took the eldest Winchester out of his thoughts, "You need to find this demon and save your daddy, then figure out who the nurse was."

The blonde nodded his head in agreement, trying to focus on where the demon could be.

"She knew about rifles," Dean sighed, "I should have realised then, why would a nurse know about rifles and guns?"

"Maybe her parents are cops," Bobby offered, seeing the stress coming from the younger male, "Don't worry about it, Dean, I didn't put two and two together either. You just need to figure out what's going on now."
"Ok, where were you and dad when this happened?" the brunette Winchester asked, "Seems to be the best start."


"Ok, how the hell do you suggest we find the demon?"

"We scry with his last victim," Melinda suggested to her eldest brother, "I mean, if he's affecting his dreams, he'll have a connection right?"

"One, you don't have anything of his last victim," Wyatt pointed out, "And two, even if you did, it would tell you where his last victim is."

"Not with a spell." The youngest Halliwell pointed out.

"Still, you don't have anything of his last victim." the Twice Blessed thought he had won, until he saw a silver wedding band appear in his sister's hands. Wyatt's eyes grew wide as Chris sat forward.

"What the hell, Mel!" Chris exclaimed at the sight of the wedding band, "You stole his wedding ring? Are you stupid? Someone will realise."

"Hopefully not before we find the demon," Melinda glanced at the brunette Halliwell, "And besides saving him is more important."

Chris simply shook his head, sitting back in the chair that he was in, in the sunroom, while the blonde female pulled out the map and a scrying crystal, slipping the ring down the string hooking it on the crystal.

"Using the ring of the demon's last prey, find him now so the price he can pay."

The three Halliwells watched as the crystal circled around the map of San Francisco, until finally dropping on the page.

Wyatt peered over, searching for where the crystal had implied the demon was, to see, pleasantly, that it was not the hospital, which meant the 19-year-old's spell worked.

"Ready Mel?"

"I'm coming with you." Chris stated, earning looks from both his siblings.

"And what good can you do, Chris?" Melinda questioned, seemingly slightly angry of what the youngest of her older brothers proposed, "You bound your powers, remember?"

"She's right, Chris," Wyatt agreed, but not as harsh as Melinda, "There's crystals around the house, you're better staying here."

With that, the 24-year-old blonde took Melinda's hand and orbed them both out, leaving Chris to take a look at where they were going. Frowning, he realised, it was on a housing estate. Why would they find a demon on a housing estate? Suddenly, he thought of it being a trap and decided he had to get there to them, just in case.


Wyatt's orbs materialised in a dark house, dark and abandoned house to be more exact, along with Melinda. Taking a look around, he frowned, why would the demon be here? Was he trying to blend in or something? There was no way anybody could blend in here.

The Twice Blessed could hear the heels of Melinda's sneekers clumping across the wooden floor, towards another room, and decided to follow her, safety in numbers he figured. And he was right as he heard more footsteps, this time not his sister's, coming from somewhere near the front door.

"You really think it's here?" a voice whispered from where the footsteps came from, "Or should I say, still here?"

The two Halliwells looked at each other, both a mixture of shock, fear and confusion etched on their faces as Wyatt places his index finger to his lips, indicating for Melinda to stay quiet and then waved towards him towards the wall.

The younger Halliwell tip-toed, so her heels to her heavy sneakers would not touch the ground, to her brother and listened to the movement in the house.

"This is where Bobby said he was," a second voice sounded, both of them were male, but neither Wyatt or Melinda could place the voices, "I'm just following what he said. Bobby said dad was checking downstairs so we'll check down here first."

Two silhouettes appeared in the room, both looking like they were holding guns, causing Wyatt to roll his eyes, what did these two think they were doing?

"Stay with me," the second voice spoke again, "We're not splitting up like dad and Bobby did, I'm not having you go into a coma too, Sammy."

Suddenly, Wyatt got a thought of whether it was the two younger males from the hospital, but only from the mention of the coma since he could not remember either of their names so it was a bit of a long shot. Still, what did they think they were doing?

Soon, Wyatt realised that the two also had torches, but it was too late to get himself and Melinda out of there, as the torches shone on them.

"What are you two doing here?" the second male instantly asked, aiming his gun at them, "Who are you?"

"What the hell are you doing?" Wyatt asked, looking at the shorter man with the gun, which he guessed was who the voice came from, then he looked at the guns that they held, "You know we can stop the bullet before it hits us."

Interrupting them were circling white lights, causing Wyatt and Melinda to groan, there was only one person this could be.

The other two were not expecting this, and instantly aimed their guns at the circling lights, before a figure materialised.

"Chris!" the first male called out in shock, as the middle Halliwell jumped and looked at the other two stood in the house, which he did not expect either.

"Sam?"

"Ok, what the hell?" Dean asked, looking between everyone.

"What the hell are you doing here, Chris?" Wyatt shouted at his younger brother, ignoring the blonde Winchester's question, "We told you to stay at the manor where you were protected."

"You didn't think of where you were coming to first?" Chris asked the Twice Blessed, "A housing complex? Demons in a housing estate? Think about it, Wyatt, this demon didn't randomly stumble across his last victim he was looking for him."

"All the more reason for you to stay where you were protected." Wyatt replied.

"Can somebody tell me what the hell is going on here?" Dean now shouted, causing everybody to look at him, eyebrows raised.

"We're witches." Came a simple answer from the youngest Halliwell.

"Witches?" Dean scoffed, "Oh great."


"Witches? Are you sure? You don't seem anything like the witches I've seen before. For one, I've never seen male witches." Dean looked up from the couch of the Halliwell Manor, straight at the blonde haired female, who he decided looked better out of the hospital scrubs than she did in them, and she was definitely hot. Definitely his type, except for the weird witch side to her, he hated witches.

"Yes, we're witches," Melinda nodded her head, her eyes staying on the elder of the two brothers, not because she liked him, but simply because he asked the question. She could tell what type of guy he was, and she would never fall for that, "Well, I'm fully witch, these two are part angel."

"Part angel?" Sam questioned, looking at Chris slightly, "You hid this from me for four years?"

"What about you being a hunter, or whatever you called it?" Chris questioned, "You hid that too."

"Touché." Sam nodded with a bit of a smirk. The two housemates shared a look, before listening back in on the conversation at hand.

"So, wait, what do you two actually do?" Wyatt now questioned them, perched on the arm of the chair, looking directly at the two brothers, "I mean, you had guns, normal guns, do you really think they're gonna vanquish these guys? Because let me tell you…"

"Depends on the demon to what we have," Dean shrugged his shoulders, "I'm still getting my head around the magical powers that you have. I mean, serious powers, like what the demons we've seen have. I've never even seen witches have powers like that before, they just cast spells and curses. It's weird, really out of this world, dingo ate my baby weird."

"Not so weird with our family," Melinda shook her head and then stood up, laughing slightly at what Dean had just said to her, "I'm getting a drink, anyone want one?"

"Please, Mel." Wyatt nodded his head at his baby sister, sliding into the seat that she had just left. When she received a nod from everyone, Melinda made her way into the kitchen, leaving the boys to talk.

"So, you're hunting the same thing we are," Sam looked at the two half witches, "This demon that's trapping people in their dreams."

"Yeah, sure sounds like it," Wyatt nodded his head, "We've not got that much information, one of my friend's is searching the Underworld for information as we speak."

"The Underworld?" Dean questioned, unsure of what the Twice Blessed was talking about, "As in hell?"

"Not quiet," Wyatt shook his head, "Hell is much worse. The Underworld is where demons hide out really."

"You've been to hell?"

"Only when he's trying to trap people that he doesn't like or who have pissed him off," Melinda spoke as she walked back into the room, with five beers, putting them on the coffee table and then digging her hands into her pockets, pulling out the silver wedding band that she had stolen earlier, "Oh, and I thought you may want this back. Don't know if you realised it was missing but…"

"Yeah I did," Dean nodded with a slight smirk, "So, you're not really a nurse are you?"

"No," Melinda shook her head, "But we had to get to your dad somehow."

"Why?" Sam asked.

"We were trying to heal him," Wyatt explained, "One of my powers. But he can't be healed, I have a feeling it can only be done if he wakes up."

"This is going way over my head." Dean spoke to himself, running his hand through his hair, he was far too confused.

"What I don't get is why I've never seen you fighting demons before." Sam now look directly at his brunette housemate.

"I bound my powers about three years ago," Chris explained, "What about you?"

"He ran away from us." Dean cut in, suddenly seeing a look from the only girl in the room, that seemed to match how he felt about his brother running away from him. Annoyance and a bit of anger.

"Well, two peas in a pod then," Melinda sighed just as shimmering was heard in the room. The two Winchesters looked at where a figure formed, seeming to ripple in the air, and just looked in awe, "Oh, not you again."

"Oh I'm sorry, I won't let you know what I found out."

The 19-year-old Halliwell simply rolled her eyes and began to walk out of the room with her beer.

"I'm going to the garage." She simply stated before leave, causing Wyatt to frown.

"You're going to work on the car in what you're wearing?" he called out to her, receiving a reply on the lines of 'who said I was working on the car?' Deciding to leave her be, Wyatt turned to his friend, "What's new?"

"Who are these two?" Riley ignored his friend's question, looking at the Winchesters, who were still confused at the whole situation. And on Dean's part, more intrigued by the female Halliwell, she definitely seemed to have some history with the newcomer and worked on a car? Was definitely sounding like his kind of girl.

"Don't worry about them," Chris shook his head, "What do you know, so I can get back to Stanford."

"Sounds about right." Sam agreed with a nod of his head, causing Dean to look at him with a roll of his green eyes.

"Ok," Riley sighed, talking mainly to Wyatt, "Rack is the official name of your demon, and guess what, I've found out how to vanquish him."

"Go on," Wyatt pushed for more, "So I can vanquish this son of a bitch."

"You just need to say a simple spell and no need for any Power of Three, but there is a problem," Riley rolled his chocolate eyes, "You have to be on the dream plane to do it."

"Great," Wyatt groaned, "How exactly do I do that? The Book doesn't tell me…"

Suddenly Wyatt stopped and looked behind him.

"What?" Chris asked, wondering what it was that Wyatt could sense, but he did not receive an answer, instead he shot up and ran out of the room, closely followed by the others.

The Twice Blessed ran into the garage just in time to see Melinda flying through the air and across the top of her car. He turned his attention to the demon that had done it to see four of them.

"Hey!" Wyatt shouted out, "Pick on someone your own size."

"The Twice Blessed," one of the demons smirked, "I've been waiting for a fight against you."

"Well it won't last long." Came the reply, before an energy ball flew through the air and hit the demon squarely in the chest, causing him to go up in flames. The other three demons did not last long either, not demons really did against the Twice Blessed, he was still undefeated, but it did not stop demons from trying, and they knew his weak spot was his family.

The eldest Halliwell started to make his way towards Melinda, to find that Dean was already helping her off the floor. Wyatt's eyebrows raised questioningly straight away, he already sensed what type of guy this Dean was, he was going nowhere near his baby sister.

"What the hell?" Sam questioned, "Did I just see that right? The whole flames and everything, I've never seen a kill like that."

"You saw it," Chris nodded and then looked at his sister, noticing her holding onto her car and her back, "Are you ok?"

"Yeah…" Melinda answered with a breath of pain, causing Wyatt to run over to her and instantly try and heal her, "You won't be able to, it's my back again."

Straight away Wyatt stopped trying, this was always a problem for them both, and would be for the rest of their demon hunting lives. His hands instantly went to her back, but Chris could not see what he was really doing.

"Why won't he be able to heal you?" Chris asked, causing three pairs of eyes to burn into him, his siblings and the half-manticore behind him, "What have I missed?"

"The whole reason she has to fix her car up, I'm surprised you haven't asked with how possessive she is about that car." Riley stated, but let his best friend take over.

"She had a car crash last year," Wyatt frowned, "Broke her back."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Chris looked at them all, completely in shock that something like this was kept from him. Neither Wyatt or Riley would answer this, he knew it had something to do with Melinda, she had told them not to do it, but why? Soon Melinda answered the question for everyone.

"Because you left," the youngest person in the room stated, her green eyes cold, finally showing how she really felt about her older brother, "You lost your right to know when you ran away from us."

And with that, Melinda left the room knowing that her outburst was uncalled for, causing silence and lots of tension to fill the room.


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