Forbidden Fruit

Chapter 4

Dean was shocked stupid. He would believe what he was hearing. He was about to shout, but then grabbed Cas and dragged him into the only spot in the door with a door and pulled him into the bathroom.

He shoved the angel in and turned at him and hissed, "What the hell do you mean he was turning her into an angel? How the heck does that work?"

Uncomfortably, Castiel pondered the tight space and replied, "As of right now it just a theory, Dean. I would go ask someone who might know for certain, but as of now I can't. She's sealed my powers and I am very limited. In fact, my powers are so repressed that I fell asleep."

Dean frowned and said, "So, dude are you like human now?"

"No…yes. It is complicated, Dean. I am not familiar with the type of spell she used on me."

Castiel than turned around and then tentatively sat down onto the rim of the bathtub and crossed his arms over his chest. Grumbling, he said, "She is not meant to be, Dean. Human lives have not been extended with the Tree of Life since the time of the Noah. And she has been exposed to the tree a lot longer than any mere mortal has in all of human history."

"Then, can't you reverse it or something. Can't you make her normal again?"

"Actually, I don't believe that Viola has ever been normal."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, she said she sensed Temeriel's aura even before he revealed to her that he was an angel. I think she has always been gifted and that her father was some kind of sorcerer or shaman. It may have been the reason why Temeriel was fond of her in the first place."

"Ok, then let's say you're theory is right. Let's say that Termite was trying to make Viola into an angel with this tree. What would the boys upstairs do to her if they find out?"

Cas narrowed his brow in thought and said, "Well, most likely they would kill her. Viola would be seen as an abomination since she was originally a human and not born an angel. Right now Rafael and the other archangels wish to end humanity. I don't think they would be willing to take one of them in as their own. Also she did not gain her powers through God."

Dean shook his head. "That's a raw deal, Cas. We can't let this innocent woman get killed just because some pervert angel decided to kidnap her for a few hundred years."

"That maybe so, but I can't confirm anything without my powers."

The elder Winchester smiled. "Yeah, how'd she do that to you anyway?"

Exasperated, the angel said, "As I said, I don't know. My guess is that since I am no longer tied to Heaven my powers are not as strong as they used to be. Also she is filled with the power of the Divine Tree. Perhaps she drew her strength from its nourishment."

Dean then sighed and patted Cas on the back. "Well, I'll go see what I can do about getting her to lift the hex on you, but until then sit tight."

Castiel looked up at him in confusion. He did not understand what "sit tight" meant. Was he not already sitting to begin with? Perplexed yet again by human phrases he followed Dean out of the bathroom. Though in reaction, they saw Sam lift his brow at them questionably.

"Dude, did you like go paint each other nails or something?"

Annoyed, the elder Winchester said, "Knock it off, Sam. We need to talk to the princess." He then marched up to her and said, "Look, I know you're pissed off at the angels because of what that creep did to you, but you've got to believe me that Castiel isn't anything like that dirt bag. So, if you please, give him back his angel juice."

"I—I don't—"

"Please. I swear Viola you won't regret it."

Reluctantly, the green-eyed woman stared passed the Winchesters and looked over at the angel standing by the bathroom. He looked a little lost and not at all like Temeriel. She bit her bottom lip and then heaved a deep sigh and nodded her head.

"Alright."

Viola got up from the chair and walked up to Cas and slowly ran her hands over the side of his head and down to his chest. She could see the discomfort written all over his face. He looked like he was about to panic. Cautiously, he asked, "Are you planning on performing an act of iniquity on me?"

In response, Viola couldn't help but laugh. Castiel's reaction was so different than that of Temeriel. The possessive angel used to demand her touch, but Cas on the other hand was nervous and worried about his virtue. Though reassuringly she shook her head and replied, "No, silly. I'm just giving you an examination so I can reverse the spell."

"Oh…yes, then proceed."

Viola smiled and then directed her attention back towards lifting her hex. It was a spell that required a lot of energy and it would fade in a few days, but she wasn't about to share that information. She didn't want to give away any weaknesses. Carefully, she ran her hands over him and felt his aura glow inside his form like a beacon of pure light. It was very warm like Temeriel's but different too. All forms of life had it's own unique vibration. Meanwhile, fidgeting Cas felt Viola touch the edges of his angelic energy like a feather tickling his bare skin. It was an odd sensation and yet it was sort of—stimulating. Castiel breathed in her scent of burnt wood and open farmland, but underneath all the external smells was her own essence. It was like cinnamon. He was so distracted that he hardly noticed when she absently rubbed his chest over his heart and she leaned in closer on her tiptoes and whispered an Enochian chant into his ear.

Then, like feeling a twig snap in two, he felt his powers rush back and again he felt whole. Viola then took a step back and sat back down onto one of the Winchester's bed. Though, in reaction Dean and Sam shared a look. To them it seemed like the witch had gotten to first base with Cas and got herself a good feel.

Dean smiled at his brother and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Sam sighed at his immaturity and turned to face their friend. "So, did it work?"

The angel had on a serious expression and gave the brothers each a glance and replied, "Yes, I believe that my angelic powers have been restored."

Dean clapped his hand and said, "Good. Then you can go do that thing you got to do and me and Sam will stick to Vi."

"Very well," said the angel and in a burst of wind he was gone.

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After Cas left Dean convinced Viola to stay with them for a while until she got herself on her feet. They explained that the world was a different place than it was 400 years ago and that she needed time to adjust. She seemed to trust the Winchesters and agreed. It was later after they got some more sleep that they left the motel and drove into a new town to buy her some clothes—in the mall no less. It was like a culture shock for poor Viola. She had been cooped up so long in Temeriel's cage that she couldn't seem to get enough of everything. And what should have been a half an hour trip ended up taking nearly two.

"Jeez, would you hurry it up already!" whined Dean.

Viola grinned and said, "But there's still so much to see."

"Then you'll see some more tomorrow. Now come on, I'm hungry."

Sam laughed and shoved Viola's shopping bags into Dean's hands. "Dude, since when were you this cranky?"

Dean narrowed his brow. "I'm not cranky, Sammy. I'm hungry. We've been to almost every store in this damn mall and I haven't eaten a thing."

Suddenly, Viola appeared beside Dean and said, "Ok, we'll eat. Bring me what you like best. I want to try it. I eventually want to try everything." She then reached up and gave Dean a peck on the cheek and then ran off like a kid to look at some more clothes.

In reaction, Dean sighed in defeat. "Damn it, Sammy. She's like a fish out of water."

"Don't you mean more like a kid in a candy store?"

"No, I'm serious. Vi knows almost next to nothing about the modern world. Everything to her is bright and new. She doesn't deserve demons and angels. I think we ought to try and suck that tree mojo out of her so she can lead a normal life."

Sam shrugged and said, "Yeah, but how Dean? You said Cas thought Viola wasn't normal to begin with. I think she'd make a good teammate in our fight against Lucifer. I mean, she already knows those Enochian spells and she grounded Cas. I think she could be our best bet to get one over on the angels."

"I don't know, Sammy. Vi's a sweet kid. I'd hate to see her get tangled up in our mess."

"Yeah, but Dean she really isn't a kid. She's like this supped up witch that could be really useful in our fight against the Devil. At least let's ask her?"

Dean ran what his brother said through his head and he had to admit that it did make sense. It would be great if they did have somebody as powerful as Vi on their side. Plus it helped she didn't like angels. Dean had discovered that not all of them were as up front as Cas—well as helpful. Sometimes even the holly tax accountant could be tight lipped about things and at any rate they needed all the help they could get.

"Fine," shouted the elder Winchester. He then gave Sam one of Viola's new things. "We'll ask, but you can hold her bag. I keep getting weird looks form old people."

Then, suddenly Dean's phone rang and he flipped it open and answered it. "Yeah?"

"Dean, where are you?"

"Grand County mall, off route 58, in front of Lisa's Designs."

Suddenly, Castiel appeared right in front of him and Dean felt like he nearly had a heart attack. "God damn it, Cas! Don't do that."

In a stoic tone, the angel replied, "Please, don't take the Lord's name in vain, Dean."

"Yeah, yeah what the hell do you want?"

"I have news from my contact concerning Viola. Where is she?"

"She's off looking at more modern day marvels. She's got a few centuries to catch up on."

Sam then approached them and said, "Hey Cas, I've been talking to Dean and we think Viola would make a good addition to Team Free Will."

Cas replied, "That maybe so Sam, but I've been told that we are not the only ones who know of her existence. It appears that there are others who wished to recruit her."

"Who?"

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