Pure Ones Supernatural

by 3DBABE1999

Some VERY adult content will be in this story in future "Episodes" Future Sam & Dean, future Supernatural, Spoilers for Season 7 & only slight A/U. Rated M for future "Episodes",

4. Chapter 4

Ok, so here goes, my second attempt at writing a Supernatural Fic!

It's going to be set up, as an entire season, so of course, it falls into a reasonably distant future, from were we are now, so, SPOILERS FOR SEASON 7 will definatly be contained within, as they will still have some of the same issues to deal with (only a thousand times worse). (There will be some slight AU because no matter how I try and stay a step ahead the new episodes coming out messes with my story some. So I said screw it I'm actually going to finish writing it MY WAY anyway (so please forgive my failure to acknowledge in the story the fact that in episode 16 of season 7 they are supposedly bringing back Misha Collins (A.K.A. Castiel), because I WAS going to bring Cas back myself and I think the series writers are jumping the gun to bring him back so soon and now there's talk of Jim Beaver (A.K.A. Bobby) coming back as well in season 7. I think they are just trying to find an easy fix for all the viewer uproar and to me, this shows the writers can't commit to a solid story so I AM COMPLETLY IGNORING WHAT MAY HAPPEN IN FUTURE EPISODES IN FACT I AM PRETENDING THAT ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN SEASON 7 AFTER "Plucky Pennywhistle's Magical Menagerie" (Episode 14) DOES NOT HAPPEN AT ALL.)

I see this, as a possible season 8-9, time frame, so, Sam and Dean, will be just a little different than some are used to (Mostly Dean). There are some new characters (I hope they'll be welcomed with open minds by fans of the series). The story/season doesn't start with Sam and Dean in fact it starts with the backstory to one of the new characters so that you as the readers will know them a little.

I would also like to post these WARNINGS: STORY CONTAINS: Abuse, Beating, Torture, Graphic Rape, Post Traumatic Stress, Possesions, etc... ./ People who are to young to comprehend the ficticious nature of this story and those who will be offended by this sort of content should not read!

DISCLAIMER: And of course, for anyone who doesn't already know : I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING FROM THE BOOKS, COMIC BOOKS, OR T.V. SERIES OF SUPERNATURAL.

I appreciate the readers who added my first story to their favorites as well as those who commented. I hope all of them and all of you enjoy this story and as always, all comments are wanted and welcomed. (Oh and please forgive any spelling, grammar, spacing, capitalization or punctuation errors! ),(Also there are different fonts in places because I copied and pasted from another one of my notepads, I write things in pieces and cut them together later.)(My excuse for all errors: Many sleepless nights put into this, as it wouldn't leave me alone for even a second untill I got it all written out!), (Plus I had to speed through it to try and beat next weeks episode!), I started this story about a month ago and everything is mostly my idea but I kept rewriting things to fit what was happening in present episodes. I finally decided to stop doing that and let this story be just my thoughts on the future episodes of the series baring everything after episode 14 of season 7. You must read the first part to understand the second, third and so on...

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AUTHOR'S NOTE I'd like to give special mention to Alex Megan who was kind enough to help me filter my ideas and her writing is INSPIRING to say the least and EVERYONE should read her work because it's simply perfect!

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PLEASE READ...

The first "Episode" on this "DISC" is a continuation from the "Mid Season Cliffhanger" and WILL have GRAPHIIC and possibly offensive material and is why other than foul language that this story is rated "M" I did however tried to tone it down but it is an important plot point.

There have been people who have taken issue with the story seeming to be more about the character Laney BUT I promise her role is important to the plot and that things are going to get more Sam and Dean centric (along with Adam) pretty quickly after the first two "Episodes" on this "DISC" also for people who like Firefly, Serenity, Fifth Element the character of Laney is based loosly on River Tam and Leeloo (Innocent, Chosen, Strong, With KICK-ASS Fighting skills)

And here's a spoiler for my own story for those I haven't already told: Book Of Revelations from the Bible: 11:19-12:1-18 will be coming into play and is important to the plot (hence the character Laney's innocence (and importance), it has to do with her being chosen to be the mother of the prophesized child). Oh and Nephilim will plat a part in things as well.

Pretty much the whole thing's (The whole REAL Series really's) about self fufilled prophecies and how far angels, demons and "things" from purgatory will go to ensure the chips fall in their favor when all is said and done (because no one knows EVERYTHING that's REALLY written) (Oh yeah and let's just say the child everyone wants ahold of is "supposed" to be the "Comander And Chief" of a very big army... But since there's three (maybe more) armies vying for a leader...

Just some food for thought...

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Pure Ones Supernatural

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Supernatural

Season...?

"DISC" 4

Episode 12

"Despicable US"

Chapter 1

The eyes of LEGION bored into Laney with such searing ferocity and she refused to scream or show any signs of pain and fear as THEY forced Sam and Dean to burn, beat and cut her.

She held out and it took all her strength to bite back the pained cries that tried to escape her but she kept all the agony from showing. She didn't want Sam and Dean to see if they were in there somewhere being made to watch how bad LEGION was hurting her.

It was EXTREMELY painful and her ability to stay mute seemed to enrage LEGION and they showed her how bad they could really make her hurt as they forced Dean to put the torturing skills he had learned in hell to use...

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Dean was on the rack so long he lost track of time as the pains and torments of hell inflicted themselves on him.

The grueling agony made him weep as he broke again and conceded to torture once more.

The part of him that hell had hardened enough to make him into the star pupil of the "Master" torturer of the "pit" made it's comeback and there he was once again before yet another poor soul on his rack.

The soul was stubborn but he would rip it to shreds over and over again and he enjoyed it as the soul finally relented it's painful wailing.

Then he heard a familiar voice screaming in a bloody gurgle "DEAN...PLEASE...PPPPLLLLEEEEEAAAASSSSEEE!... DEAN... PLEASE...STOP...AAAHHHAAA!... STOP... DEAN... PLEASE!"

He felt blood on his hand and he brought it to his lips and tasted it.

This was HIS work and he relished the screaming of the tortured soul as he only increased the it's pain.

The soul pleaded again and again as he tore away pieces of it's flesh and he was getting carried away with HIS fun when he felt himself being pulled back because he was getting TO carried away. As he felt himself being tugged away from the soul he caught a glimpse of reality and realized what HE had just been made to do.

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She could barely withstand what they were putting her through but she managed to keep that from showing. Untill LEGION tired of her tempered resolve and found the perfect way to break it.

THEY used Dean to hiss in her ear "LET'S SEE IF YOUR FRIEND CAN MAKE YOU SCREAM." And they let her see their true form just for the purpose of letting her know they were taking a trip to the subconcious and that all the pain she was about to feel was going to be caused by Dean himself.

She steeled herself but that didn't help her much as Dean had a look of Hell's fury in his eyes. HE lashed into her with HIS belt, HE hit her with HIS fists, HE slapped her with HIS hands and HE tortured her with HIS cruelty.

Her resolve started to buckle as she seen her friend become her tormenter and it shattered when HE made slices in her skin and pulled away whole pieces of flesh.

She finally broke enough to start screaming. But then she couldn't make herself stop as she began to beg for Dean to stop and it only made HIM double the intensity of the pain he inflicted on her.

Dizzy, nauseous and shaking Laney reeled as she lost coherency for a brief moment only to be pulled out of it mercilessly by Dean as he filayed off more skin from her shoulder just to pull from her a defeated whine.

She saw his eyes going distant. He was actually fighting to stay, to enjoy the pleasure of torture a little longer and then the light of hell went out of his eyes as LEGION resurfaced saying in chorus "LOOKS LIKE YOUR FRIEND DID OUR JOB NICELY. ... AWW... SO CLOSE TO DEATH NOW LITTLE ONE... BUT YOU MUST STAY AWAKE SO THAT WE MAY BRING YOUR DESTINY TO FRUITION."...

Then LEGION used Dean to stab her in the side and collect her blood in a pewter bowl as the LEGION inside Sam accepted a jar of blood from a black eyed demon that had entered the room as if silently summoned.

"BLOOD OF THE FATALY WOUNDED PURE BLOOD VIRGIN, BLOOD OF THE DESTINED HUNTERS, BLOOD OF THE HEARTS OF A STRONG COUNTRY." LEGION chanted as THEY mixed the blood together.

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Laney felt herself fading fast and she was certain it was over as LEGION used Dean to bandage her pierced side.

"NO." She pleaded as she felt her escape through death being taken away.

"SAM" pulled Laney's ankles free from the chains as "DEAN" pulled her still chained wrists free from the wall.

There was no remorse in either of THEM as her weakened body fell to the floor.

She laid there crumpled at THEIR feet struggling to make an attempt at crawling away.

"SAM" placed a well aimed kick right into her wounded side and the force of the blow flipped her onto her back.

Laney still didn't stop struggling as "SAM'S" foot came down onto her chest in a vicious stomp and knocked the wind out of her.

Wheezing she tried to block the strikes that "SAM" and "DEAN" layed into her with.

"DEAN" climbed on top of her, grabbed her hair and pulled hard as he slammed her head into the floor.

The force of the impacted momentarily dazed her but she kept fighting back with everything she could muster getting in her own well placed hits, kicks, bites and scratches as well.

When "SAM" pinned her wrists above her head she became helpless as "DEAN" began to remove his pants.

Realizing what LEGION had planned Laney put all her force into kicking "DEAN" away and she managed to knock him back a few times untill "DEAN" grabbed the chains from the pillar and wrapped them around her ankles and stretching them so that her legs were forced apart.

It became nearly impossible to move but Laney still tried to writhe from "SAM'S" grip.

She kept fighting even as "DEAN" pressed his now naked body against hers.

When "DEAN" forced himself inside of her the pain of the entry made her give a wracked sob as she begged "No.. please..."

Ripping pain seared through her as "DEAN" deliberatly pushed into her roughly. She could no longer hold back her cries as the cramping tears wratcheted through her groin and abdomen.

"DEAN" wouldn't stop, didn't care that this hurt her, didn't care that this humiliated her, didn't care that she fought, that she begged for it to stop, nothing was going to make LEGION stop IT'S assault.

When "DEAN" emptied his seed inside her she thought it was over but Dean's seed did not fertilize her womb and LEGION had to ensure the conception of the prophesized child no matter who the father may be...

When "DEAN" climbed away from her, Laney gave a silent prayer for it to be over and for LEGION to just end her life now. But there was no such luck as "SAM" moved to take his place at her entrance.

She couldn't bear to be taken again and she struck out with a firm punch to "SAM'S face which earned her one right back before "DEAN" pinned her wrists again.

Laney didn't know where one violation of her body ended and another began as "SAM" and "DEAN" kept taking her over and over again.

As oblivion beckoned her Laney knew this would never be over that LEGION would never stop and she would never see her friends as themselves ever again. . . . . . . . .

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Dean didn't know where he was or why he was completely naked as he opened his eyes but when he saw that Sam was in the same state he began to panic.

"What... ..." Sam muttered as he tried to sit up.

"SAM ARE YOU HURT?" Dean yelled from the far side of the room that he had scrambled to.

Sam worked his way to sitting and he groaned as he said "Actually yeah. Not bad but I feel like.. .. It just hurts... everywhere..." Then he felt burning pains on his arms and he held them up to examin them as he said "Been clawed up a bit to and... Oh man..."

"What?" Dean asked worried. Sam didn't sound like he was okay.

"Bite marks." Sam stated.

"BITE MARKS!" Yelled Dean freaking out now as he rushed to his brothers side with the worst possible outcomes on his mind.

Sam held out his arms for Dean to see.

"Oh... holy...crap...don't ever scare me like that again man." Said Dean in a relieved sigh as he realized the bites were from a human.

Then his blood ran cold as he looked over his own body and realized he'd been clawed up and bitten as well.

Flashes of what had happened bombarded him and he clutched his head from the pain as memories of all the things LEGION had made him do hit him in wave after sickening wave.

It seemed to happen to Sam as well to even though it was to a lesser extent and Dean could suddenly see the haze of Sam's original memory loss had been shrouding alot from him.

Dean knew he and Sam had to find Laney and get to safety. He just hoped she was alive and that they wouldn't run into anymore LEGION while they searched for her.

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TEN MINUTES AGO

LEGION watched as the destined seeds took hold in the womb. It was suprising to say the least because even THEY had not expected this outcome. But of course even THEY do not know EVERYTHING that is really written.

The girl was impregnated with the prophesized child at last and LEGION recited an incantation over the mixed blood.

THEY needed her awake for this part of the ritual and "DEAN" slapped her hard to bring her around.

The girl cracked open her swollen eyes and LEGION could tell she wasn't all there.

Oh well semi-conscious would have to do...

"SAM" foced her to open her mouth as DEAN poured the mixture of blood into her throat.

"SAM" clamped her nose to ensure that she swallowed it all down.

Then "SAM" and "DEAN" took the same knife THEY'D been torturing the girl with and sliced open the palms of THEIR hands and dripped Sam and Dean's blood into her mouth and LEGION recited the last of the incantation.

She began to wretch and writhe as she fought the power of the ritual and gold and silver light emminated from her body and enveloped her into a cocoon.

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Dean tore through the building having decided to forgo caring about his or Sam's humiliating nudity.

Sam seemed less phased by being nude than Dean had anyway and Dean figured that right now it might be a blessing to not have a memory that told you that being naked in the open was BAD.

... Room by room the brothers searched... But they weren't finding anything.

Then they found a set of double doors that led into a large room.

The room looked empty save for two large concrete columns that supported the roof.

They were about to turn to leave when they heard a noise coming from behind one of the columns.

It was soft and barely audible but it sounded like shaky, labored breathing mixed with small pained whines.

Dean went around one side of the column and Sam went around the other.

They were both sickened and outraged by what they saw.

Laney hung chained to the column by her wrists. Her naked body was covered in burns, welts, bruises, cuts and in some places she had literally been skinned.

Her face was swollen and her lips were chapped and busted.

When Dean reached above Laney's head to release her wrists she let out a high pitched, pitiful, pleading whimper as she tried to recoil away from his touch.

As Dean undid the chains her body collapsed. When he caught her so she didn't hit the floor she gave a frightened, pained shriek and she started to fight against him.

Blindly she lashed out striking hard when the heels of her open hands could make contact.

Even in her weakened state her hits had a formidable strength and Dean had to pin her wrists together in one hand and pull her struggling body into his bare chest.

She quaked with vulnerable tremors as Dean held her. She whined loudly and tried frantically to pull away when Sam knelt beside them to try and help comfort her.

The look of what could be seen in her barely open eyes was wild with terror and disorientation

Her heart raced beating so hard from fear that it clenched in her chest and stopped...

Dean saw the light fade from her gaze and not knowing how he knew what to do he laid her down flat on her back, put his hands in the center of her chest palpatating for the right spot and when he found it he reared back and hit down hard with his fist.

The impact caused Laney to wheeze as air filled her lungs and her heart lurched back to life.

The terrified and enraged scream that tore from the depths of her told Dean that she hadn't wanted to come back for fear of the pain that she was expecting to befall her now.

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Sam and Dean stayed beside Laney untill her body went limp as unconsciousness claimed her.

Then reluctantly they moved away.

They needed to find something to cover her, to cover themselves.

Dean remembered that LEGION had made him shed his clothes somewhere in this room and when he found them and Sam's he tried not to think about the things LEGION had made them do to Laney.

Dean draped his jacket and long sleeve shirt over Laney to cover her before he dressed him self in his jeans and t-shirt.

"What do we do?" Asked Sam as tears started to streak down his face.

Dean could only look back and shake his head that he didn't know.

Something started to vibrate in the pocket of his jeans and Dean was relieved to find he had his cell phone on him.

The words on the screen told him he'd missed six calls as he started to dial Adam's number.

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NEW YEAR'S EVE...

It had been a little over six hours since his brothers and Laney had vanished.

Adam knew Dean would be pissed that he had to hotwire the Impala but he felt he needed to get the hell outa Dodge because those freaky eyed "things" could come back any second.

He tried Sam's and Dean's cell phones every hour on the hour hoping his brothers would be alive to pick up.

He just kept driving SouthWest because it felt like it was the right diretion to go.

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TWENTY MINUTES AFTER MIDNIGHT NEW YEAR'S DAY...

Adam's cell rang and he was relieved to see Dean's name flash across the caller I.D. .

"Oh thank..." He started before Dean interupted.

"Laney's hurt... Bad... I need you to track my signal and come get us.."

Adam pulled into the first place he came across that offered WI-FI and pulled out Sam's laptop..

His brothers and Laney were only a twenty-three minute drive away in the other direction back in Virgin, Utah.

If he hadn't come this way it would have taken over six hours to get to them... at least something was going right for a change.

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Adam didn't know what to expect.

He sped the whole way there because he had heard the panic in Dean's voice.

It only took him seventeen minutes at the speed he reached to get to the place his brother's cell phone signal had come from.

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Adam dialed Dean to let him know he was pulling up.

When Dean came running out he was carrying Laney. She looked... just gone and Adam thought for sure she was dead as Sam helped Dean slide her into the backseat.

Dean climbed into the seat beside her head and ordered Adam to drive the second Sam was in the front passanger seat.

Dean held Laney's head in his lap and he held her body steady as the Impala jolted and shimied over the bumpy dirt road.

He didn't know where they had been he didn't care and he didn't know where to go all Dean knew was that he wanted as far from every point they put behind them as Adam continued to steer the Impala West.

Every so often Laney would cry or lash out in semi-conscious waves that would fade as quickly as they appeared.

Dean could see the disorientation in her mind and he could feel the fear that crashed into her every time she barely came to.

Laney kept fading in and out and Dean tried to sooth her through the terrified sobs and pained groans and his efforts were only rewarded by her firm hits and shoves as she tried to writhe away from him not understanding that she was safe now.

As the Impala crossed the Californian border Dean realized they were in the mountains.

Adam explained he had a cabin up close to the Rock Creek Lodge that he always kept as a place to fall back to in case he needed to lay low and this was definatly one of the times to lay low.

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They pulled up to a meager looking one room shanty that looked like it's best days had been when it was still just a pile of lumber.

Adam instructed Dean to place Laney on the bed then told him and Sam the supplies to fetch for him from the car so he could patch her up as best as possible.

Adam had only been a first year Med Student before the ghoul had killed him but he had learned enough basics from that and living life in this line of work to make him well practiced at treating even severe injuries like the ones Laney sported.

The most immediately life threatening of Laney's injuries was a stab wound in her side that had actually been bandaged well enough to save her life and Adam comended his brothers for what he assumed was their life saving action only to find out that the bandage had been the work of LEGION.

"WHY... would they take her to the point of near death... STAB her...then patch her up?" Adam asked astounded.

"They needed her to be fataly wounded before they bled her." Said Dean in a hollow tone as he remembered the horror he'd been forced to inflict on her.

"But they couldn't let her actually die... but they... if I hadn't... she.." He stammered as he couldn't hold back the anger that coursed through him.

Dean slammed his fist into the wall before the guilt of what happened washed over him and he had to take a knee as he couldn't keep back the urge to vomit.

Sam went down to his level and waved Adam back to his post at Laney's side saying "I've got him, you take care of her."

"Dean." Sam said as his throat clenched in revulsion from the things he could remember and the things he saw in Dean's mind.

"Dean." Sam said again not knowing how long his brother could hold together, how long he could hold together.

When Dean didn't respond past giving a shudder Sam grabbed him by the soulders, lifted him back to his feet and guided him to the sofa.

"Dean can you her me?" Sam asked while making Dean look him in the eyes.

"I'm... okay." Groaned Dean and he swallowed hard as he forced himself back to the here and now. "I..just.."

Sam nodded and put a sympathetic hand on Dean's shoulder to let him know he understood.

Sam knew what it was like to have flashbacks and he could only imagine how bad it would be if he had to carry the knowledge AND memories of what caused them.

Chapter 2

Laney wouldn't wake and that made it feel like time had frozen despite the rising and setting of the sun that proved otherwise.

Days passed into weeks and it was the longest time any of the brothers were aware of seeing someone down so long without them being dead.

The only signs Laney was still alive was her shallow breathing and the now rare occurance of her becoming semi-conscious for brief moments here and there.

Mostly she lay still..so still that Dean continuously needed to place his hand on her chest to assure himself she did indeed have a heartbeat despite the fact that he, Adam and Sam were already taking shifts to keep her vitals checked on every fifteen minutes.

The brothers spent most of their time close to her side as her body began to show signs of healing.

The days blurred together as they cared for her.

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Laney could feel darkness binding itself to her and refusing to release her from it's clutches.

And she was content to allow herself to be held captive by it.

But awareness beckoned her and tugged against darkness's stubborn hold.

She gave a whine to show awareness that she didn't want to leave darkness but the darkness grinned evily at her as it betrayed her and let her slip from it. No matter how hard she fought to cling to darkness she was still defeated and mercilessly pried away by awareness and with darkness no longer fighting to keep her she was forced to comply to awareness.

Her body ached and her skin crawled and she groaned to awareness her discomfort and begged it to allow her to return to darkness. But it held her steady and pulled her further away from the edge of the abyss.

She was afraid to open her eyes THEY would hurt again if she showed signs of waking.

But awareness prodded her and her pain intensified and she tried and failed to bite back the noise it forced from her.

Now something gentle, caring even coaxed her to be brave and she felt the weight of a hand on hers and the softness of a matress beneath her. Instinct and reflex forced her to pull away from the touch and it nearly sent her into a panicked flight as the hand made contact again.

With a gasp her eyes flew open and she bolted upright despite her body's disgruntled protest at moving at all.

Hands reaching for her, voices she couldn't comprehend sent her to the floor as she tried to get away.

Awareness didn't leave her when strong arms gathered her up and placed her back to where she had lain.

Despit confusion and fear she tried to focus, her life depended on it. She managed to bat away the onslaught of hands that went to reach for her again.

Awareness beckoned her to see with her already opened eyes and the fog rolled away. She saw the faces of those that had tortured her and she cursed awareness for being a bitch as she now sat face to face with her tormenters.

Their voices were calm not quite the chorus of millions that she'd remembered them speaking in and they seemed to refrain from reaching out to her again as one held up his hands for her to see and without moving it's mouth it spoke to her saying "It's okay it's us... it's really us we got you out of there... you're safe now."

Laney shook her head in disbelief.. but when she realized that the faces that hovered over her were worried, tired and one of them belonged to Adam who she knew hadn't been in that place, Dean's words rang true.

It was over. She wondered how, why she'd even survived.

She only nodded her comprehension to show awareness that she'd received it's messege and begged it to let her slip away again. This time it was out of humiliation more than fear that she begged awareness to release her. And it still refused.

Awareness told her that she needed to take the final steps to healing on her own and it wouldn't have things any other way.

When it was obvious Laney's senses had come back to her Sam reached out to try and place a comforting hand on hers.

She let out a quiet gasp as she pulled her hand away and scooted herself further back breathing heavily and yelling a frigtened " "DON'T TOUCH ME! Then she softened as she reigned her panic in "Sam .. I just... I need time to wrap my mind around everything.. please I can't handle..not.." She cried through quivering lips and chattering teeth.

Realizing she was shaking and that she had her hand extended in front of her in a simple "STOP! FREEZE!" gesture she eyed her hand wondering exactly when she'd thrown it up and wondering why she was shivering despite the fact she wasn't cold.

Taking in her hand in front of her she pulled her focus together, took a deep breath to steady herself and said calmly not knowing where it was coming from "Just give me an hour and a half... alone. Wait outside the.."

It was this moment Laney really took in her surroundings...

To her left was an old clawfoot tub that had an old fashioned reach over shower with a toilet right next to it, only maybe an arms reach or a little more away was a refrigerator that was shorter and skinnier than a regular full sized one with a counter next to it on which sat a microwave, next to that was a kichen sink a bare counter and a small range with oven, then an old potbelly stove that's pipe vented out through the wall.

The small space of floor between "kitchen" and "living room" held a small table not much bigger than a fold up T.V. tray.

In front of her was a couch that sat facing away from the bed and well..towards a bookshelf that only bore food then a little to the right of that was the door that opened into what would be a cozy place for one person but to add three more well... it made this place an otrocity.

To her right she felt a pang of guilt when she saw that the floor was lined with three sleeping bags.

And at her imediate left was a chair that held Dean, and to her imediate right were two more that held Sam and Adam.

"Outside of the.. Just go outside.. please all of you." Said Laney giving up the attempt to define where she was now.

"And please pass me my duffle so I can..." She started.

"You shouldn't be moving around..." Dean said firmly. "Not without help."

"Okay." Laney conceded. " You and Sam wait outside. Adam can help me to a stand then he'll come out to join you once I have my feet under me... But I need at least an hour... alone."

"That's not..." Dean started and Laney interupted with.

"If any of you were ever really my friends... right now you'll respect what I'm asking... I just need at least an hour... alone... you don't have to go far you can wait right outside the door but I need some privacy.. I need a moment to wrap my mind around this."

Dean shook his head in frustration and gave an irritated sigh that told her she'd get her way and Dean walked over and guided Sam through the door.

Once Sam and Dean were gone Laney instructed Adam on how he should go about handling her without another freakout.. but with him.. yes she was touchy.. but it was no where near what almost happened with Sam.

She braced herself for Adam's touch, her skin still crawled and lurched nervously from the contact but she managed to bear it as he gingerly helped her to her feet.

Adam allowed Laney to experament with how much weight she could handle on her shaky legs and eventually she was able to take small steps with less and less support.

When Laney managed her footing on her own Adam passed her, her duffle and left her to the quiet of solitude like she had requested.

...

Once alone Laney took in the fact that she was naked.. understandibly... enough.. though because she knew that it was hard to care for someone medically while in the field and maintain the change of clothing with all the functions of someone's body if that someone was out of it and couldn't do it themselves.

She saw her injuries... yet another good cause for the nudity.. because there was hardly an inch of her skin that hadn't needed some kind of bandage or stitching and she knew that took a lot of maintnance just to keep from getting infected.

There were going to be scars... LOTS of scars..

Bathing or showering was out of the question no matter how bad she REALLY wanted that because there were still stitched up wounds that hadn't fully healed.

So Laney took a rag from the "bathroom" wet it in the "kitchen" sink and cleansed herself down that way.

It wasn't that she wasn't already clean, the brothers had taken very good care of her, but this was about how she needed to feel and right now it was hard for Laney to keep from attempting to scrub her own flesh off.

The part of her that subconsiously craved the mentally therapeutic act of washing "it all" away was disappointed to find that this wasn't really helping. So she did the only other thing she could think to do.

As she pulled the clothes from her duffle she really wanted to just slip into some comfy sweat pants and a nice baggy shirt. But something made her make up her mind that she was leaving as soon as she was dressed and repacked so she resigned to the right now much hated denim of well fitting jeans that pressed uncomfortably into her aching abdomen and thighs and a simple long sleeved shirt.

The marks of violence were sufficiantly covered save for what she knew her face bore and Laney just hadn't had the guts to actually look in a mirror to really take them in.

She ignored the cramps and aches of her protesting body as she pulled on her boots, then she repacked what she could find of her belongings and started to head for the door.

About that time a knock wrapped from the other side and Dean's voice called "Hour's up we're coming back in."

She had temporarily, blissfully, for one second forgotten about the brothers outside and why she was in the state she was in. She had apparently gone mostly into an auto-pilot mode as she moved about and lost track of time. But when she did remember the brothers, she knew Dean had probably seen her choice to leave and that meant there was probably going to be a confrontation when they came back in.

Dean opened the door and strolled back to the chair in which he had been sitting, took a seat and said with a reprimanding look "What do you think you're doing?"

Sam and Adam came in looking confused and took a place by along the wall next to the sleeping bags.

Laney looked back at Dean then to Adam and Sam and said "I'm doing what I should have done a long time ago."

"You're still to hurt to go anywhere." Dean stated as Laney reached for the doorknob.

"I can take care of myself." Laney said as she started to open the door.

"If you were ever really my friend ... you'll stay." Dean ultimatumed.

Laney took a shaky breath and the door shut...she pressed her forehead into the door and when she turned around tears were streaming down her face.

"Why did you have to say that?" She whined. Placing her hands to her face she slid down the door. The dam burst, the tears came hard and sobbing she laid down on her left side hiding her face against the wall behind the door.

Curling into a ball she just sobbed so hard as painful shudders wracked her.

Sam was never one to be able to sit by when someone was in so much pain even before his memory loss and now the same still rang true as he went to her.

He ignored her protest when he placed his hand on her back and she screamed for him to not touch her.

She lost it, she'd couldn't fight back, she couldn't take anymore and she couldn't escape and she started to yell "GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME... STOP... DON'T TOUCH ME!"

But Sam kept his hand there and he slid to the floor to curl himself behind her. Then Laney started to shriek and writhe but Sam still stayed even when she shrieked angrily " GET OFF ME... I HATE YOU!"

And now the battle was lost as even that didn't force him to let go and she began to beg "Please.. stop.. please.. no.. please.. no.. no...no more...please." Now of all the times awareness allows her to slip away as she felt her now limp body lifted from the ground and placed back onto the bed.

...

Dean had been about to go to Laney's aid he knew Sam didn't fully comprehend what effect just being touched was having on her.

But then he saw that even though Sam might not know what he was doing that he was actually doing the right thing.

Laney needed the ability to just shatter like that or she would never be able to rebuild herself.

Dean remained silently frozen as he watched Sam take the brunt of all the things Laney said as she broke into shards. He could see Sam knew she didn't mean anything she'd just said and her words only made him hold her even closer.

Only when she grew quiet and still did Sam move and that was to pull her from the floor, cradle her to him and carry her back to the bed.

Dean could see Sam's tear streaked face and knew that Sam had needed what had just happened as well.

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Sam had just needed to hold her to make it all okay and he knew she needed comfort even when she adamatly refused. He paid no heed to her panicked and angry words as he curled himself to her and he let her ride out the storm as she lay in the safety of his embrace. Only when she stilled finally spent by the raging swirl of emotions that had gripped her did he pull her from the floor and carry her to the bed not knowing when he to had started to cry as well in the sharing of her sorrow.

And Adam was lost to the tide as he didn't have the conection that his brothers had with Laney though he felt he still needed to be there for her if she needed him.

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THREE WEEKS AGO...

NEW YEARS DAY...

THIRTY-EIGHT MINUTES AFTER MIDNIGHT...

LEGION had succesfully completed the ritual along with having a bit of THEIR, OWN demented fun. ...And THEY no longer had any use for keeping the Pure Ones captive... So THEY watched from the nearby treeline as the eldest Winchester carried the mother of the prophsized child away ...

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NEW YEAR'S EVE...

FIVE TWENTY-EIGHT P.M. ...

It wasn't really a stand off, the other side didn't stand ANY chance of escaping or hurting THEM...

LEGION reached out for the Pure Ones and spirited them off to the place of the long foretold ritual.. Leaving the other mortal alone and alive as he still had his own part to play...

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When Laney woke this time only four hours had passed and she was able to sit up and really take in everything that had happened.

She looked over to Dean who met her eyes with an expectant gaze.

She swallowed hard, looked around and seen that no one else was there other than Dean.

"Where are the others?" Laney asked weakly.

"Went into town to get supplies..should be back in about an hour." Answered Dean and he knew that it was just to start to breaking the ice..

"How long was I out?" She asked.

"Before this last time?... Three weeks" Answered Dean.

Laney gave Dean a compassionate look as she could feel his guilt.

Now it was time for the hard stuff and they could both see it in eachother's minds...

"What happened isn't...You shouldn't.." Said Laney as she tried to relieve Dean's burrden.

"Don't." Dean stated simply. He hadn't reached that stage of his own healing process yet. He couldn't just forgive himself for his part in what happened.

Laney pouted out her lips as she tried to force herself to not cry, to not scream, to not break something. How where they all going to get past this?

She took a deep breath and slammed her head back against the headboard asking no one impaticulair "Why is everything so messed up?"

Dean shrugged as he wondered the exact same thing...

There were things they both knew about what happened that neither of them wanted to mention outloud but it had to be addressed...

"Listen." Dean said trying to keep his voice steady. "I know you know what... why.."

"LEGION did... what THEY did?" Said Laney taking a whistling breath through her nose before exhaling "I think I got enough of the general jist... I just don't know why...they let us..why was what's supposed to be my fate even mattering to something like that."

Then Laney shook her head in denial as she asked through newly appearing sobs of distress "Do you know for sure...maybe I'm not..maybe they couldn't..please tell me I'm...I don't want.. It's not supposed to be this way."

Now her shoulders shook violently through her outcries as the final thread that unraveled everything was pulled and she fell apart as she had to come to terms with it, had to voice it outloud "Am I pregnant?"

And she felt the pain of her heart tearing and clentching in her chest as Dean mutely nodded.

The outraged scream, the fury that broke from her as she exploded to a stand and rampaged through the room throwing and breaking everything she lay her hands on was explosive. "WHY?...EVERYTHING I'VE EVER BELIEVED... THAT THERE WAS A JUST GOD! THAT I COULD CHOOSE MY OWN FATE DESPITE...! WHAT JUST GOD WOULD ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN?..WHY DID MY CHOICES HAVE TO BE TAKEN AWAY?

She didn't know when she puddled into the floor or when Dean had come down to her and pulled her into him.. All she knew was that when awareness flooded her again she was clinging to him for dear life and sobbing hard into his chest and he was crying with her, wanting to say he was sorry, wanting to tell her it would be okay...wanting for whatever creator existed, if there was one, whether it be GOD or what, whoever, for once to stop being so cruel and to stop toying with his life and the lives of those he cared for.

Neither of them knew how long they stayed that way, but it was well after Sam and Adam had returned and Dean's brothers had just left them be, probably trying to avoid reality themselves, by behaving like there weren't two quaking, terrified, huddled forms wailing despairigently in the middle of the floor with a pile of debris surrounding them.

When Dean pulled himself out of it he took notice of his brothers quietly cleaning up Laney's path of destruction.

There were shattered chairs, glass shards from multiple items and chunks of porcelain from where Laney kicked in part of the side of the tub in her powerful torrent of rage.

Dean helped Laney back to the bed, she was exausted, understandibly so was he.

He softly apologized to Adam for all of the broken things and tried to explain what had caused Laney's outburst and Adam nodded that he understood and let Dean know that it really wasn't a big deal.

Dean's heart was heavy as he lay the girl with now vacant eyes back onto the pillow. Laney's eyes were open wide but she was somewhere else.. she was seeing flashes of the things that had been done to her and in her mind she pleaded to Dean to help make THEM stop.

Dean was seeing what she was seeing and hearing her mental cries and he wanted so badly to save her from the place she was in.. but how could he when he was always finding himself helplessly trapped there to...

The days grueled on and Laney tried to show improvement through forced smiles and the continued repitition of "I'm okay... I'm fine... It's alright really I'm fine."

But she still had her moments where the wild looks of fear or anger would cloud her eyes and the brothers found it unwise to crowd her during those times because when they did it almost always wound up with them injured and her apologizing.

And even for Dean it was hard to tell the "Touch me and I'll claw your eyes out, break your nose or crack your ribs" moments from the "Please I just need to let it out..Hold me" moments.

It took a lot of trial and error for all four of them to figure out a coping system as everyone's emmotions ran high.

Sam was actually the one to eventually discover that when Laney made herself as small as possible that it was then that she needed to feel safe and that was when, most of the time, she needed to be held and that when she stood upright and tense and paced about looking demented that it was then it was best to give her a wide berth.

It was bad enough having one case of Post Traumatic Stress in such cramped quarters. But the fact was that both Sam and Dean were suffering from it as well and they both had systems of their own that everyone needed to comply to.

Nights were almost always sleepless for if it wasn't one waking with screams it was another and Adam was helpless as he watched the only three people he could really rely on in this world fell apart, rebuilt themselves only to fall apart and start the whole cycle all over again.

It took a while to figure out there wasn't really any guide book for something like this as one's moments of flashbacks or nightmares could trigger another into their own and it became pretty common for all three to go off at once.

A lot of the time Adam just fell to the sidelines, as the other three helped put eachother back together.

At times it gave them all a very strong bond while in others it was tearing them apart at the seams.

A month passed from the time Laney first opened her eyes to when she insisted that whatever her issues were, the world was quickly going to hell around them and she needed to get back in the fight..

It didn't really take alot to convince the other three restless hunters that she was right as this clastrophobia causing space was a big factor to everyone's mentalities..

The freshness of the open air took away a great deal of the fog that still shrouded Laney's mind and she was able to breath a little freer as they packed their things into the trunk of the Impala and hit the road at last...

Chapter 3

ONE MONTH, THREE WEEKS, THIRTEEN AND A HALF HOURS AGO...

NEW YEAR'S EVE

FIVE P.M.

Gabriel was close to where he knew his charge would soon be and he looked to the heavens and said "I hope you know what you're doing up there."

TWENTY-THREE MINUTES LATER...

Gabriel had watched as the Winchesters and his charge rounded the corner only to have their escape blocked by the plague of LEGION..

He allowed them to take her for he had strict orders to not interfere and he followed to where she was held captive and watched as she was defiled wondering "How could THIS possibly be a part of the plan? Why this way?" as he forced himself to not intervine on his charge's behalf.

Gabriel knew Sam and Dean were both good men and he hated how destiny of all things had been what brought them here... And he hated even more to stand by and watch as the girl he was tasked to watching over was hurt in what felt like a needless and cruel manner, but SUPPOSEDLY this is what was written.

He had to admit he was beggining to understand why some of his brothers fell..Destiny was truely cruel..even for angels..

He stayed out of sight as he hard his charges angry screams that there was no Just GOD and he thought she may be right.. Because really if there were then why did she have to go through all this?

Gabriel was glad to see his charge's strength hadn't completely ebbed from her and that, though slightly marred her innocence still held intact... but even that had it's own nefarious purpose and he honestly debated over which he thought would be better.. Her innocence to hold and her destiny still lead where it was "supposed" to go or for her to become corrupt, even slightly and have her destiny play itself out anyway. No matter what, she would be made to suffer even more and it was hard to see if there was even a lesser evil to be had.

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The four hunters knew they could not stand to fight LEGION... hell there was beggining to become a rather long list of "things" they really had no chance against.

But there were still things they COULD do something about and that's what mattered to them so they headed out to Franklin, Vermont where the town was suffering a series of catstrophic mishaps including crop failure and livestock deaths.

With good old fashioned demonic omens being the first thought, the hunters couldn't resist a chance at laying into a few demons they could kill right now... When the Impala pulled into the parking lot of the Swanton Motel Laney drew a line in the sand that she was going to get her own room and said she'd had enough cramped quarters with the brothers to last a lifetime.

They came together at dinner time to research the job and something about the gig seemed more vengeful spirit than demon...

Sam pulled up the result of something called a Tiddy Mun that was said to be a bog spirit and omen of pestilence...

The words "omen of pestilence" gave Dean chills as he remembered the run in with the horseman himself...

Boy Destiny really is a cruel bitch after all...

The only way to vanquish this spirit was under the new moon... which luckily was in two days time...

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RICHARD ROMAN ENTERPRISES

FOUR DAYS AGO...

Dick Roman was pleased to find that his little worker bees had finally created the perfect concoction of epidemic poportions and not only was it, demonic, fast acting and incurable but now it was also going to be easily distributed through food to the masses all across the globe and no one would ever be the wiser untill it was to late that is.

"Who needs the plan when I have you?" Dick crooned to the petrie dish that held the newly formed, more agressive strain of Croatoan.. If only he knew that he to had just played right into Destiny's hands...

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"Really? All we have to do is pour water into a dyke and apologize for the damage we've caused to the enviroment?" Dean asked as Sam read the lore on how to go about ganking the Tiddy Mun.

"Um no I think it has to be a resident of the town because here it clearly states the banishing ritual has always been performed by villagers." Sam responded.

"Oh great! First Casper goes green and now...What are the chances we gonna get a resident of the town to just up and follow the instructions on how to off a ghost?" Said Dean tossing up his hands in frustration.

"Actually I think I have an idea.." Adam said. "It says someone who lives here pretty much right?"

Sam nodded.

"Well it didn't specify how long." Said Adam.

Dean got the idea "So one of us could.."

"I could go into town and get a new I.D. that says I'm legally recognized as a resident of this town.." Said Adam proudly. "Think it'll work?"

Sam smiled and said "It's actually a really good idea.. I think we can pull it off."

Laney smiled at the social dynamic that she thought had been lost between them all with everything that had happened and for a moment things felt like they could really go back to normal... well normal for them.

All it took was a hunt to go right and easily so for a change to increase the feeling of camradery between the four of them.

Once again all that mattered to them was holding on to what was left of their friends and family and getting the job done and Destiny could suck it if it did't like that.

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That night after the banishing ritual went well Dean knocked on Laney's door.

Something had been weighing on him and it had just dawned on him what it was.

To be honest subconsciously he had known the odds but he just hadn't been able to come to grips with the matter...

It was now or never..

When Laney opened the door he could see she was reluctant... "Stupid telepathy." Dean cursed in his mind.

She already knew his thoughts, probably days ago to and now she looked apprehensive and he could see this wasn't something she had really come to grips with either but more just numbed her mind to it.. maybe that's why he couldn't see it before.

Dean gave her a look that said it was time and she knew it as well as he did.

She sighed and stepped back pulling open the door.

Dean took a seat at the small table and and gave a loud breath as he said "If this kid's mine I want to be..."

"It's okay Dean.. no matter what you're gonna be a part of this child's life...even if you're not the father you'd still be the uncle and I would never keep my child's family away from them if they really wanted to be there." Said Laney surprised that he thought for a second that he'd need to request things she always would have extended no matter what.

Then Dean pondered as he couldn't get a read on her thoughts "What do you want?" he asked realizing he didn't want her to feel she had no choice in the matter. "I'll give you anything you need just tell me.. any time no matter what"

Laney gave him a sad smile as she said "Dean there's some things you can't give me and there are things I'd never ask of you.. all I can offer I'd gladly give just for you and Sam to not feel guilty anymore...But I know that's not up to me..even if I asked.. you couldn't give me that."

Dean pulled his mouth tight at one corner and pursed his lips as he nodded then he asked "You said there were things you'd never ask of me... what are they?"

"Dean I said I'd never ask that means I can't just tell you. . ." Laney started.

"Is it something you want?" He asked.

"Look it's selfish of me to even think of really and it's something I could never have so it's pointless to tell... and I don't even know how something like that would even work out if it did happen ..." Laney ranted.

Dean could tell whatever it was it meant alot to Laney but she kept her mind guarded from him. He was going to have to pry untill she opened up.

He gave her a stern look that said she couldn't get off the hook untill she caved and let him know what it was that she wanted.

She snapped her mouth shut and refused to think or speak in hopes he'd give up and drop it.

But he could take the silent treatment and he could keep at it untill she cracked either mentally or verbally.

It turned out she was tougher to crack than he had originally thought and he realized he wasn't going to get anywhere with her.. right now.

When he returned to the room he shared with his brothers and lay down on the couch he opened his mind in hopes she'd slip.. thinking he was out of range or maybe after she fell asleep he could see what she was trying to hide.

It was hopeless Laney was getting better at keeping her mind hidden and stronger at breaking his defenses if she wanted into his.

Gabriel could see how Laney felt. She was with child and she was going to be bearing them into this horrible world and she knew the prophesized child had the all to cruel destiny of being a pawn in a sick and twisted game where all of the players on the board would fight for the right to control of them.

Sam, Dean, Adam and Laney had always kind of been a packaged deal and every single interaction by every single angle, demon, creature, or spirit they've ever incountered, even when they didn't know those "things" were there, had, had their purposes...

"Poor souls." Gabriel thought as he remebered how even his role had been to get Laney and the brothers to this point.

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Episode 13

"The only thing to fear"

Chapter 1

Another day, another hunt, another small town...

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It was the middle of March and Summer, Winter and Spring began to vie for position as seasons nowadays were just out of wack.

One day it would be a balmy ninety-three degrees which was news worthy for Bridgewater, Maine this time of year and the next day it would be a fridgid six degrees and only sometimes would it meet in the normal range for what was supposed to be the start of spring at thirty-nine degrees.

And it was happening all over the world... There was snow in south Florida on a day that had been sunny and seventy degrees just moments before the clouds rolled in...

That wasn't the only thing to get the attention of the four hunters.

There were stronger earthquakes along the New Madrid fault line and along just about every fault line in the world..

Mass animal deaths that... yes had once been freaky and news worthy but now it was down right ominous as reports came from across the globe of birds falling from the sky by thousands, masses of fish and other aquatic life floating to the surface by millions in the lakes, rivers, seas and oceans all over the planet, deaths by the thousands of livestock animals that were just dropping dead of their own accord.

Crop failures that were starting to register in the supermarkets.

Reports of pandemic as strains of medically resistant viruses and bacterial strains claimed the lives of thousands.

Six species had been reported officially extinct and others that were endagered were so far on the verge that they'd mine as well throw in the towel..

Small nations were slowly being wiped out by famine and sickness and if those things didn't finish off what was left of the people in them, then the fighting over the last of the dwendiling resources would...

And although Dean, Sam Adam and Laney were pretty sure the end was nigh they decided that hope wasn't lost as long as at least one person that did their kind of work was still in the fight...

Sam was on his laptop and Laney was on hers and Adam was on his.. newly "purchased" one.

They were multi-tasking researching the gig they were currently working and putting their heads together over what was going on globally.

Dean was on weapons detail and he was cleaning guns, sharpening knives and making ammunition rounds.

The four hunters knew their easy days were behind them, the only way forward was through the thick of the chaos. The battle was about to get bloodier than ever. . . .

... ... ... ...

No one really knew how it started or where but now there were rumors of people becoming strangely aggressive and whole cities in China and India were supposedly becoming quarantine. . . .

And talk of: "Maybe just maybe it really was the beggining of The End..."

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Chapter 2

You think a healthy person would have perspective on the things to truelly be afraid of in life.. and Amy Roberts thought she was a healthy person.. resonably enough that she should know that the cracks in the sidewalk wouldn't just split open and swallow her whole, or that the garden hose could not turn into a snake and attack her. And she USED to know those things but for the last day and a half odd little fears just kept pouring out of nowhere and consuming her with terror...

"Poor girl." Sam said as he looked down at the corpse on the cold metal slab.

This girl a Miss Amy Roberts who was barely twenty years old had a look of shear horror frozen on her face as she lay there with now hollow, lifeless eyes. . .

Dean and Laney agreed with nods.

The hunters did the basics checking the body for signs of what they were certain had to be a death caused by the supernatural.

Sam pulled his gloved hand from the chest cavity and shook the blood from himself splattering Laney.

"Hey.. that's gross..dude!" She excalimed as she wiped the blood from her face.

Dean tried and failed to fight the small laugh that escaped him.

Laney rolled her eyes at him and continued her exam from her point at the dead girl's head

This girl was the twelth person to die in what had at first seemed like random deaths..

There hadn't been a clear pattern and the hunters had to call a pause in play and return back to the hotel.

The one common thing was the deaths themselves, all the bodies had been reported to have the same looks of fear frozen on their faces and all of their hearts had apparently beat so hard to the point of rupture.

If the dead had been bullies and assholes in life this case would make sense for Dean who remembered his own little scares from when he'd been inflicted with ghost sickness.

But the people that had died so far couldn't be further from both bullies and assholes.

It was when Adam researched the people that had died that he found what may be the best lead.

One person had been mugged, one a survivor of a drive by shooting when they'd only been in the wrong place at the wrong time, one's home had been robbed and their property had been vandalized while they were there. When he got down to the first person to die he figured out the one and only thing the dead seemed to have in common.

"They were all victims of horrible acts of violence." He told the other three.

"Well that's a start." Dean said "Now what's causing the deaths?"

"Well that's where I keep getting hung up..I mean none of the acts were commited by the same people nor did they have anything in common and some of those things didn't even happen in this town." Adam answered.

"At least we have something to go on." Said Dean looking worriedly to Laney asking. "How are you feeling right now?"

"I'm feeling like I normally have been. Why?" She asked.

"I'm pretty sure this is ghost sickness and you fit the pattern of the..." Dean started.

"Wow.. you wanna go there?..Really?... I'm a hunter for crying out loud! I'd know if... "

Dean pulled out his E.M.F. meter and scanned Laney. It wailed loudly proving his point.

"Well I don't feel.. I don't feel ANY different AT ALL. Maybe I'll be okay." Laney said sounding sure.

"Yeah that's what I thought when the same thing happened to me remember?' Dean said pointing to his head.

"Right I remember.. man this sucks." Laney sighed.

"Well I know one thing... you're out of this one." Dean said.

"Like hell... Dean I know how to do my job!" Laney shouted.

"You've never dealt with something like this you have no idea.." Dean started and he was cut off by a look from Laney that clearly said "I've BEEN dealing with something LIKE "THIS" GENUIS!"

Then Laney softened and said "Look I get it I get what the risks are... I'll see things I'm going to be afraid of.. BUT how is that different from what everyday life's like RIGHT NOW?"

"It's not." She said answering herself as Dean's mouth hung open as she finished. "I'll deal as it comes..like always."

Sam and Adam stood looking shocked as Dean nodded his compliance saying "The first freak out on the job and your back at the motel and there's not gonna to be argument."

"It's reasonable I can deal with that." Lanet responded.

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If they knew of someone who'd died recently that may prefer to inflict fear on victims of violent acts it would be easy to just go out and salt and burn... BUT NO!

No one had died that would fit such a description. Not a robber, not a murder, not a sadistic kitten torturer nothing...

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Dean knew that they didn't have alot of time before the ghost sickness killed Laney. . . Boy wouldn't that mess up Destiny's plans.

Dean ordered that even though it'd be cramped that she pack up her gear and room with him and his brother's so they could keep an eye on her till this was over.

The toll it was taking on her didn't really show yet and Dean had to admit he was impressed. It had been tenty-six hours and she hadn't gone gaga yet.

Sam and Adam searched one vics house while Dean and Laney took another. Yes she might be holding it together pretty well so far but there was no way Dean was going to let her go anywhere he couldn't keep an eye on her and he definately wouldn't have trusted her to not lose it on Sam or Adam if she'd gone with one of them.

Rifling through closets and drawers gave Dean and Laney no indication that this person had much of a chance of even being conected to the kind of person, that became the kind spirit that was causing the ghost sickness.

. . .

Usually vengeful spirits had a focus at first, the people who'd killed them, the people who they blamed for their death, people that betrayed them in life.

The only kinds of people any of the dead had actually known or interacted with were good people and most of them were still alive and the ones who weren't hadn't died recently enough to be their Casper.

Still the only leads were the acts they'd lived through and all the people responsible had nothing in common aside from behavior, personality and they were all still alive.

. . . . .

It was thirty-two hours after Laney had been infected by the ghost sickness and although she was pale she was still seeming to hold it together. . . .

Dean and Laney were meeting with a family of one of the dead. They were trying to tie up the lose ends on this gig so they could get her better.

Dean and Laney sat on the family's livingroom sofa and Laney gave automated, sympathetic and compashionate smiles every so often as she coaxed the relatives to talk.

Dean noticed how Laney nervously shook her leg up and down or wiggled her foot side to side, like she couldn't sit still.

"Are you freaking out?" He asked in a whisper as he leaned close so only she could here. "Tell me now so I can get you back.."

"Dean I'm fine." She hissed.

He'd let it go till they were out and back on the road.

"You are NOT fine." Dean stated. "It's been over thirty hours you're bound to be hallucinating all kinds of crap by now."

"Yes... Okay I'm seeing things..But I didn't lose it and I won't cause I know none of it's real." Laney huffed. "It's no different than the flashbacks or nightmares I just have to ride it all out till we figure out how to get rid of this thing."

"Yeah but you know how you get with the nightmares and flashbacks and if you lose it like that in public..Laney there's no telling what this thing is going to make you see..I'm sorry but I have have to pull the plug on you being out in the field." Dean chidded apologeticly.

"Okay." Laney sighed. And she hated herself for promising not to argue.

"I just dont want..." Laney started to say she had almost been about to confess one of her fears and she shook her head and finished with a quiet "Never mind."

Dean was able to see a flash of something in her mind before she managed to put back up her defenses.

She didn't want to be left alone. . . not with just the torment to keep her company .

She saw that he'd just caught a glimpse of her mind, thankfully just a glimpse and it led him to both wrong and right conclussions.

Dean looked over to Laney and wondered how and exactly when it was she had gotten so good at blocking him from seeing her thoughts.. And to think there was once a time he wanted that.

Aware that although she could block him he still remained defensless to her pretty much of the time unless he delibertly forced himself to think something that would throw her off or he repeated one thing over and over in his head much like she had with the repitition of the very corny and cheesy "Star Spangled Banner" and "This Land Is My Land" when she had first tried to will him to stay out of her mind what seemed like so long ago.

She gave him a look and a sigh that said "Still hear you" and he knew all his battleships were going to be sunk every single time unless her mind was weakened much like it had been during her momentary depression and her haze and disorentation that came with what LEGION had done, waking from three weeks of being under or that followed the nightmares and flashbacks.

Then he realized she could still hear his thoughts so maybe she wasn't doing so bad upstairs after all.

"I'll make you a deal." Dean said as it was pointless to think about it unless it was outloud and then it's as good as offering anyway. "You're on lockdown once we get back to the motel. BUT I'm going to stick it out with you. It's no different having Sam and Adam splitting up to work, two directions are still being covered and everything. And I figure I could use some bench time to anyway."

Laney gave a grateful sigh and her shoulders relaxed. She remembered from what she'd seen of Dean's life that he had to have gone through this alone because Sam was all there was to work the case and she didn't want that to be her because she didn't think that she'd be able to handle when things started to get worse...especially not alone.

And things got worse FAST...

Dean had made sure to turn the motel room into a veritable fort of safety, removing anything that could break (He remembered the clock from when he went through this had taken a nice beating) anything Laney could poetentially, unintentionally hurt herself or someone else with (meant wepons went bye bye into the trunk of the Impala), and he made sure to have everything he may need to subdue her at hand, which meant cuffs and duck tape if it came to that.

Even though tying her down was the least thing he wanted to do, he knew that he might HAVE TO for his safety as well as her own, cause honestly even when in a really weakened state she could still kick his ass (or at least inflict a LOT of damage on him) and that put her in danger to if she went off the reservation.

He of course told her about the plan to cuff her down if she got out of hand and though she had a great deal of apprehension in her eyes she agreed that if it came down to that it would have to be done and she voiced her trust in him saying that she knew she'd be okay with him and said that if she said (or thought) otherwise from this point on it would be the fear talking.

. . . . . . . . . . . . .

Laney grew paler by the moment and her breathing was coming in heaves and panicked wheezes yet she hadn't flipped on Dean once. . .

And he had no idea how she was managing that feat because the defenses of her mind to him had fallen and he could see her mind for all the horrors she was being forced to see. . .

Mostly it was obvious things like a freaky eyed him or Sam wielding a knife, taking a swing or pawing at her in lewd and perverse manners.

But there were also some very unsettling images of a baby cradled bloody and lifeless in her arms which made her wail in dispair and beg for GOD to give back her child. . .beg for a second chance and she swore she could be a good mother as she pleaded to an unjust GOD for the life of a child that wasn't there. . .

He could see failing her own child was the one thing she was truely terrified of above all things. She wanted to protect the helpless life from the cruel fate she assumed Destiny to have in store.

And her awful thoughts of "I couldn't even protect myself. How can I hope to save my child?" and as the lifless child would make another appearance the thoughts of "I knew I'd fail..Why did I even hope?... Why. . . GOD. . . Why did you make me love this child only to rip them away? Why did I have to be destined to fail my child?. . . WHY DID I HAVE TO BE CHOSEN FOR THIS?" She screamed at no one as she clung shakily to the unreal form of the child. . .

As he watched her break to slivers, he knew her fear was his as well... that child could be his. . . could REALLY be his. . . and if ANYTHING happened to that child then that meant he had failed to. . .

"Laney it's not real." He said firmly and projecting it into her mind. He took her by the shoulders made her look him in the eye and said "I need you to calm down. The baby's safe. . . The baby's inside you. . . and you HAVE to calm down for the baby's sake. . . You have to be strong and fight the fear. . . I know you can. . . You can do it for the baby. . . think of the baby. . .You'll keep the baby safe. . I know you won't let anything bad happen. . Alright? I'm trusting YOU to pull out of this. . .

When Laney's gaze grew distant he did the only thing he could think to pull her back saying " Laney this child..." and he placed his hand to her stomach. . ."Might be mine. . . do you hear me?. . . That means I'm trusting YOU with OUR child's life right now. . . Laney... I'M. . . TRUSTING... YOU to keep OUR child safe!"

Laney blinked rapidly as his words pinged in the depths of her subconsious. The baby was still okay, the baby was safe inside her... But NOT if she couldn't calm down. . . and Dean was. . . He was TRUSTING. . . HER. . .REALLY trusting HER with what mattered and that was the life of... Did he just say THEIR child?

She took a deep breath and stilled herself, she still couldn't see Dean, not real Dean anyway though he stood right in front of her. . . She ignored what she knew wasn't real and reached out blindly. . . Touching her anchor that was Dean. And he could see the hidden want. . .

She longed for this child to be his. . . She knew from what she had seen of his life he would be such a great father. .She wanted to raise THEIR child TOGETHER. . . and he felt her heartache in her secret wishing that he could love her and that it could be REAL, NOT something Destiny had concocted and rigged in it's scheme of things. Dean saw her fear that maybe her feelings were rigged and how she couldn't tell him any of it because she didn't want him to see how weak she felt for giving in and falling for him. . . THIS is why she'd been so guarded.

It was a punch to the heart. . . he'd never thought of it that way. . . He'd almost fallen for her once and she'd shot him down and he knew now that it was mostly to skirt away from her destiny and with that destiny having been forced upon her, THEM really, there was nothing that made them loving each other wrong anymore. . .

AND he wanted so badly to be able to give her that because he did care about her and he REALLY could love her. . . BUT a relationship? After everything? He knew something like that couldn't work out. . . especially now when he could see that freaky eyed him was back and being more horrendous than before and even he wanted to fight "IT" even though he knew "IT" was in her mind.

"How could she even think of loving someone like me?" He wondered. And he thought of how when he'd seen her life that he had thought she was naive for staying chaste just for the man she wanted to be with for the rest of her life.

Dean realized that it was he who was naive. How could something like that be taken away from someone without it messing them up?

He felt that she had probably just been wanting to reclaim what was robbed from her and that since he had technically been her first it would make sense, if that, had toyed with her brain untill she started to believe that if they could just love each other and he could just be the father of her child then that would help soften the blow of what was taken away and it would help repair what she felt to be her broken virtue.

Of course she would want to save her virtue what Saint wouldn't?

And he could feel how that had been tearing her apart inside. The secret inner war between feelings she wanted to be real, that she wanted him to REALLY share and the fact that she could sometimes hardly even look at him because of what had been done to her by LEGION along with the fear she'd see THEIR eyes. And even though she'd never voice it out loud and she would always try to keep it hidden from him to save him the guilt the pang of fear that she got sometimes that if she met his gaze that it would just be his eyes and hell's fury burning in them again. The way it shredded her was truely gut wrenching for Dean. The confusion, the anger, the love, the need to hate, the want of feeling untainted and the damning of her fate.

He saw his knowledge of what had been going on in her head register in her mind and BOY... DID... THAT... SO... NOT... HELP... MATTERS...

Laney's eyes widened at the horror that he had seen the depths of her secret hidden fears and longings. . .

"NO!. . . DEAN... WHY?" She screamed. . . She wanted to beg him to forget to just have things go back to normal, for both of them to be able to pretend that what he saw was just a side effect of the sickness.

BUT. She knew THAT wasn't going to happen and her breathing quickened,she buckled innwardly grabbing her chest as the first wave in the series of what was going to be a lot more pain hit her. . .

Laney wheezed sounding terrified. . . Now that she was weakened significantly she couldn't fight the onslaught of things she was seeing any longer and they bombarded her with the worst things yet.

Dean could see that Laney wasn't going to last another twelve hours... It was quite possible she wasn't going to last another two.

He laid her on the bed. Her body had gone immobile because somewhere in her mind she was bound and it made her unable to work her arms or legs.

But her eyes were still opened and her mind was going four hundred million miles a minute with all of her doubts, worries, longings and fears. . .

Dean climbed beside her still form and put his ear to her chest to listen to the hammering of her heart and willed to her with his mind, hopping to reach what was left of the strong part of hers...the part that was still trying to fight and win because she knew she had a child to protect within her.

He knew she was fighting as hard as she could with everything she had left and he could feel her guilt as she believed he had put his trust in the wrong person after all.

And he spoke softly, calmly trying to pull her back, trying to give her more time.

"It's okay I know it's hard. . . But you're not alone. . Okay?. . . I PROMISE... I'm here. . . Laney look at me. . Laney. . look at me." Dean willed her to a baritable form of coherency and she sought to pull her gaze to his... but how could she look into his eyes if she couldn't even see HIM right now for all of the illusions that danced before her sight?

Dean took her limp arm and placed it onto his shoulder and looked into her vacant stare. . . She was looking RIGHT at him RIGHT into his eyes but she couldn't see reality and he needed to bring her back even just slightly so he could help her fight.

"Look at me." He willed her and he squeezed her hand. "I'm right here... focus. Please Laney I know you can do it. . Just a little farther to the surface" He was trying to mentally guide her through the mine field of things that weren't real, but were still gut wrenchingly terrifying.

"Ignore them. . . I'm here. .RIGHT here... right here." He coaxed giving her arm at his shoulder a jostle.

"Come on... you're almost there..See... Here I am... just like I promised" Dean said with a smile as he watched the storm roll from Laney's eyes.

"Feel better?" He asked as he tethered her to him to keep from losing her again.

Laney gave a weak nod and a tear roled down her cheek as she thought heartbrokenly "Why do you have to be so perfect?"

Dean heard it and knew what she meant. She thought he was to good to be true with the way he could care, the way he could save someone, even from themselves and it made her love for him grow a little more.

Dean felt her praise and love were misplaced. . But he could see now, that whether she would admit it or not, to him or herself, that he was what she wanted AND what she needed.

And he COULD be that for her even for just a little while at least untill she got through this and then they could work at the details of whatever this was becoming.

He took a deep breath, placed his forhead against hers and told her "Stay with me this time. Okay? We''ll do this together."

Laney's heart had quickened it's pace as the newly formed fear of actually being loved struck her. It was a lot to hold up to.

Dean realized they both had the same fear of letting someone love them and they both shared the same misconception that they didn't deserve it.

"It's okay..." He said. "We can figure it out later. And WE, ARE gonna have a later. Do you hear me?"

Laney shook her head looking astounded. She couldn't see his thoughts and she couldn't really comprehend a lot to form many of her own. But was he saying what she thought he was saying?

He couldn't bare to have her overthink this and start freaking out again and that seemed like that's where this was going and he joked saying "GEEZ! Afraid of commitment much?"

Laney actually laughed at that and it strengthened her hold on reality a little.

She was getting paler and now her skin was warm to the touch as fever began to set in.

And Dean didn't know if that had happened to him because he had been out of it towards the last and he had been alone so he didn't know what he'd been like.

Towards the last. . . He would have died if Sam hadn't road hauled that ghost at just the right time and Dean didn't know how Laney was going to survive if Sam and Adam didn't find something soon...

Then something happened that Dean knew DEFINATLY..DID...NOT. .HAPPEN while he went through his bout of this supernatural illness.

Laney's body began to float off of the bed and her body began to quake and she was locked in an outwardly silent scream but in her head it was deafening.

Dean could see freaky eyed him and freaky eyed Sam along with the horrific images of the child. . .Then it was just freaky eyed him that became regular looking him except IT was cold and menacing and IT was trying IT'S hardest to convince her that REAL him didn't couldn't care and IT was being peverse in saying "I could do you though." And IT was fondiling her intimately and making gestures of trying to rape her as she levitated...

But that's where whatever had it's hold on her now lost. Because she let lose an audible ear piercing scream as her mind raged back with everything she could muster.

For a moment he caught a glimpse of what gave her the strength to rally.

The "THING" had tried to sell ITSELF off as REAL him and that's where IT'D lost IT'S grip. IT could sell ITSELF off as freaky eyed LEGION possessed him and hell's fury him and it could even sell her that she'd failed as a mother but the one thing IT could not sell her was that REAL him would EVER do ANYTHING like that to her.

But IT wouldn't give up IT'S hold so easily and Laney's levitating body now became an arial weapon as she was hurled towards Dean, knocking him to the floor. Then she was ripped towards the ceiling and richocheted from wall to wall.

This wasn't just some adverage Casper and Dean didn't know what THIS was. .

He fought to catch Laney's body and pull her from the air and she was begging him to help her as she was thrown about with him still clinging to her.

Dean was being drug along with her by the force of it and her shrieks of desperation were piercing the air. . .

And then just like THAT Laney fell from the air and Dean barely managed to catch her before she landed in the floor.

She was panting hard, sweating profusely and barely conscious but her mind was reaching out to him calling "Dean? Where are you?" She couldn't see him again but now it was only gray that clouded her vision as she began to fade.

Whatever THIS was she had fought valiantly against IT but IT had won as she was to weak to keep going round and round and Dean knew she was taking her final breaths.

He kissed her forhead, told her he was sorry and cradled her closely.. crying over what he was losing.

"Well isn't that a sight." Said Gabriel as he phased into view.

"Honestly turn my back for half a second and look at the mess.." He started.

Dean's mouth was hanging open in shock. His eyes bulged from there sockets as he placed Laney gently to the floor and raged to a stand screaming "I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD! WHERE THE ...WHAT THE.." He fumed as he clenched his fist and stormed to in front of the angel.

Gabriel gave a sarcastic grin saying "Nice to see you to. .. I've been around."

"FIX HER." Dean commanded in a threatening animalistic growl. Now he was almost certain that this all had been the work of this. . . Trickster.

But Gabriel just looked to him and said "I can't... We have to get her out of here before I can do anything to help her. So I suggest you call your brothers and tell them to fall back before they wind up casualties as well."

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?.. SHE'S THE ONLY ONE..." Dean started.

"At first yes she's the only one out of you four to get infected. . . But it's only a matter of time before the spirit of FEAR takes over this whole town." Gabriel responded. "That means you and your brothers to dumb-ass. So call your brothers tell them to fall back and pack up your crap so we can get as far away from here as possible... Before she dies would be prefable for everyone I think." Gabriel finished gesturing to Laney.

Dean pulled out his cell and dialed his brothers. . . ordering them to come back to the motel.

"I NEED ANSWERS!" Dean yelled as he tore through the room and gathered everyone's gear.

Gabriel was crouched over Laney and she was looking at him mesmerized by the sight of him.

To her he felt benevolent and he looked like a sparkiling, glowing silver humanoid looking being that had silvery wisps of wings trailing behind him.

He was the MOST BEAUTIFUL THING she'd EVER seen. And for a moment she forgot how angels could be and she wrapped herself into him and pleaded "Give me mercy... Give me strength... Give me guidance... Help me have faith."

Dean saw what she saw and was in equal awe... But he felt a little jealous at the MOST BEAUTIFUL THING EVER thought. And he was going to pry her away from him bacause in her weakened state she'd believe any of the angel's lies but he saw what comfort he gave her and he didn't have the heart to rip her away from that. So he reeled in his temper and quieted his tone.

"Gabriel, you ASSHAT." He seethed. "What IS going on? Since when are you amongst the living and WHY are you here?... What... UGGHGRR." Dean had to clench his teeth to keep from going off. He couldn't handle this right now.

Gabriel was now cradling Laney to him with his hand to her temple giving her what comfort he could manage. But it never lasted long as the torrent of fear kept pulling her away.

"This is the work of the Spirit of FEAR.", "It escaped from purgatory." Gabriel answered. "It first took it's hold here in those that were once victims but it's spreading to so much more and soon it will consume this whole town. And after that the world."

"Well stop it!" Dean exclaimed.

"FEAR can't really ever be fully defeated you fool and she's angered it enough just by winning one small battle against it."

"What do you mean winning? Look at her...She's dying..how is that winning anything?" Dean asked in anger.

"Yes it's still claiming her life..that's winning the war.. for your information.. But the little battle that just ensued.. SHE... WAS victorious in because she TRUSTS YOU and it tried to sell itself as something she knows you'd never be... That's why it got physical when it realized it couldn't win through scare tactics.. you were helping there.." Responded Gabriel "Love and trust are some of the only things that can keep FEAR at bay. And well you.. you were holding her together against it's barage and it couldn't let her slip it's grasp so easily so it had to go to a plan B then C when it messed up and tried to oversell itself."

"How do you know all that? You said you weren't..." Dean stammered.

"I wasn't here...haven't been for a while...But all angels can see their charge's mind when they're close like this." Gabriel answered, giving Dean a knowing look.

"As soon as we get her to safety and I make her better... I believe I have some explaining to do." Said Gabriel with a reluctant nod.

He knew he wasn't supposed to..even he didn't know everything in it's fullness to offer them all the answers they needed.. BUT SOMEONE had to be on Mankind's side through all this and he figured "What the heck? Mine as well be me."

Chapter 3

When Sam and Adam arrived they were both surprised to see the new arrival.

Sam knew from what he remembered seeing of Dean's life who and what he was looking at and why he shouldn't trust him..it just in case...

And Adam only extended his hand in introduction assuming Dean had found another hunter for the cause and when Dean clued him in that Gabriel was an angel he withdrew his hand and glared at Gabriel letting him know on what terms angels sat with him.

Gabriel only smiled warmly at Adam as if he were his own kin and he gave an apologetic nod in understanding.

. . .

Dean had Sam and Adam load up the Impala as he didn't trust Gabriel alone with Laney.

"Why couldn't you just beam us out of here?" Dean asked.

"I will dummy.. Everyone get's in the car and I transport us all out of here with a wiggle of my nose.. Just like that.. Or did you prefer to leave your brothers, your car and all your stuff behind?" Gabriel said sarcastically.

And when Dean helped Laney to the car and got behind the wheel...FLASH... they were somewhere else.

After getting back his bearings Dean realized they were in Laney's house.

The brothers watched as Gabriel placed his hand to Laney's temple. She leaned into his gracious touch. A light of silver and gold emminated from her as she gave a small moan and shuddered as relief flooded through her.

"She'll be fine." Said Gabriel as Dean came to an abrupt stand as she fell unconscious. He had been about to do something stupid and Gabriel knew Dean didn't understand, hadn't been thinking in the haste of wanting to come to her aid.

"What the hell did you just do to her?" Dean seethed.

"I activated part of her grace." Said Gabriel simply.

"Her what?" Asked Dean. "I thought only angels..."

"Had grace.. yes only angels, or part angels, have grace." Gabriel responded and he walked to Sam put his hand to Sam's temple and the same light came from him before he fell to his knees. Then he looked to Dean as Adam caught Sam and said sarcastically "Any questions?"

"Talk... NOW...And I want..EVERYTHING!" Dean snarled.

"Well sorry sunshine.. I don't know everything.. But I'll tell you all I safely can...Cause well I've grown fond of you stupid little mud monkeys." Said Gabriel with a grin.

"So... I have to start at the beggining for it to all make sense and there'll be blanks that I can't fill. But hopefully you'll get the general idea." Said Gabriel as he paced back and forth.

"First there was darkness and we can all wonder how it came to be or just except that it was just there. There was GOD and Asherah his wife."

"GOD HAS A WIFE?" Dean yelled as his eyes grew wide with surprise.

"Don't interupt." Said Gabriel with a roll of his eyes. "Anyway how GOD came to be, how Asherah came to be, how they came to be together in marriage can all be pondered on because like darkness they just WERE."

"And Asherah bore children. The first BEGOTTEN son and HIS brothers Michael and Samael. Then she bore out Raphael, me and well.. EVERY spirit that will ever exist. WE are ALL... HER spirit children."

"And as heaven filled GOD saw how some of his children wanted.. simplest way to put it..to have a place of their own... That they could claim dominion over."

So GOD created light, the universe, the Earth and all it's inhabitants... And some creations had to be imprisoned as they had corrupt and glutonous natures."

" Then HE created man and gave that man HIS image, breathed into him the breath of life and gave him The Garden Of Eden in which to reside with only two rules don't eat the fruit from the tree of knowledge nor the tree of life ... and he made Man a mate... and here's where it starts to get complicated... and various rumors abound to as how, who, what and why."

"You see GOD decreed that.. man would break the rules.. eventually... eat the fruit from the forbidden tree of knowledge because.. well like I said complicated.. but Man would be forced from The Garden.. because it was the longing of some of his spirit children to feel, to choose which meant sorrow and suffering for all of Mankind. Because through suffering you regonize GOD'S grace when you witness acts of kindness and mercy and through both you regonize the responsibility of choice and it helps instill faith.

"And GOD decreed his first born had the birth right to be the savior of Mankind and that, THAT son would reap the benefits of the harvest of the souls he saved when the already foretold end of Man came about."

"Now Samael was favored of GOD and it made him jealous for his eldest brother to have claim to a prize that he wanted to be his. And GOD chastized him for coveting his brother's birthright."

"Now it was also decreed that the first few hundred thousand of GOD'S spirit children had the birthright to be.. of a benevolent nature.. what you know as angels.. BUT his first twelve would be Archangels... and they would have powers beyond their brethren."

"Even this did not please Samael and he went to Man's mate and tempted her to selfish thought. For if he could not have charge over Man then he would meddle with GOD'S plans for them."

"When Man saw that his mate's nature had changed and she no longer wanted to be his mate but to be "her own person" as one could put it. Man told GOD and he wished to please and respect his mate. So GOD gave the mate her own dominion in the badlands of the Earth for reprimand of her betrayal and HE made Man another mate that would be attached to him for she would be made from a part of him."

"And Samael was enraged that Man was still falling in line with GOD'S word.

"He went to the badlands to Man's first mate and corrupted her further making her his to rule."

"GOD chatized Samael again for interferring and in reprimand he gave Man position over Samael and told him to bow subseveantly to all the souls that would become them."

"Knowing that they would all be purposedly flawed once in their flesh.. He considered his station above them and he refused... claiming GOD was the only one he'd bow to."

"GOD loved Samael and he had been HIS favorite child but that had made him spoiled and GOD had to crack down."

"So Samael was cast to Earth and renamed Lucifer and he took Man's first mate as a wife and GOD renamed her Lillith and HE declared her twisted and demonic and decreed that her offspring would be a whole new breed of vile."

"Now in his rage of being denied his place in heaven Lucifer released GOD'S imprisoned creations and let them lose on the world."

Then Lucifer went to Man's second mate and tempted her to the fruit of the tree of knowledge and he showed her through the art of seduction how pleasing knowledge could be and she partook of the forbidden fruit and guided her mate to do the same."

"And it angered GOD that his word was forced to fruition for it was not in the manner nor the time for which he had decreed.

"And GOD chastized Man a bit harsher than he had intended for falling for Lucifer's trickery and HE tasked them with the hunting of the creatures who did not belong amongst Men."

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"Now as Man multiplied there were angels decreed to be Watchers and they were scattered over the land to watch Mankind. Their leader was Samyaza who's vessel was Aberath and his second in command was his best friend Azazel who's vessel was Aberath's brother Jial."

"And they befriended Man and looked upon the fairness of their daughters and took for themselves wives from the daughters of men who were vessels as no other bloodline could bear an angel's child."

"The children of such a pairing were strong and inherited the grace of angels."

"It is written in places that the pairings were forbidden and the children were despised by GOD."

"But that isn't entirely true."

"The children mostly became corrupt due to their power and GOD was displeased with them."

"But those who were not corrupted by their power had GOD'S favor and HE gave them praise and positions of importance and authority."

"At some point Samyaza and Azazel had a falling out and Lucifer corrupted Azazel into following him."

"And for revenge against Samyaza, Azazel found what he could of Samyaza's children and poured his corrupted blood into their throats and made them something else entirely."

"Lucifer began to gain followers, for others thought GOD was foolish for giving Man dominion over anything and Lucifer soon had whole regiments of his brothers and sisters by his side."

"Then Lucifer in his lust for power took a fight to GOD demanding GOD step down from his throne for he would be a better ruler for Man and his brethren."

"And GOD had no choice but to create a new prison and cast his child there."

"Then GOD made a another new prison with Lucifer's Cage at it's depths and he cast the angels and Men that Lucifer had corrupted into it."

"GOD'S word was spoken of and destinies were prophesized about and that's were thing's get FUN."

"Let's just say some players from all sides of the board started to work together to ensure fufilment of some of those prophecies, lines were crossed and there were consequences that can't be rectified."

"Centuries passed into present day."

"And to make a long story short... YOU." Gabriel pointed to Dean. "Know that you and Sam are vessels and that you're from an unbroken line of Pure Blood hunters and vessels."

"What you didn't know untill just now and I'm hoping you've guessed where I'm going with this. Azazel was an angel once... meaning it isn't just demon blood in your brother's or Laney's veins. Meaning they both have grace."

"And I hope you've guessed by now that it was always destined to be that way... Don't ask me why... But apparently it's written somewhere... that EVERYTHING that you, Laney and your brothers have been through in your lives, where you are right now was always going to happen exactly the way it has. And ALL four of you have destinies that are going to play out exactly how they're written and even I don't know the whole story. Let's just say there's players on all sides of the board that went through a lot just to ensure all four of you came into existence EXACTLY how you did...Made sure your bloodlines would be Pure and unbroken. . . and everything. Heck the four of you were a joint engineering project to put it bluntly ... All because they all only have bits and pieces of knowledge about your "supposed" destinies. . . and they all have their own resons for wanting to try and control them."

"BUT a few things you SHOULD know with Sam's whole demon blood issue."

"That's in the past." Dean interupted with a growl.

"I get it's a touchy subject but I thought you should know that it really wasn't Sam's fault and it wasn't yours.

And that Sam could always exercise demons with his mind, it comes with having powerful grace and Azazel was a powerful angel, Sam just didn't know how to tap into it. Getting him addicted to demon blood was always just a leash that ensured he was guided down the destined path."

"I just thought you should know that there really isn't any fighting something like this and that you were played as well..every wedge between you and Sam were put there in attempts to force you into your destinies." Said Gabriel.

"Well I've had enough of getting it in the ass from this Destiny creep! OUR lives are not some game! WE are not toys!" Dean yelled irately.

"But Destiny will play all of you just the same anyway. It plays us all." Said Gabriel sadly.

"What about free will?" Dean asked. "You said Mankind was put here for the ability to feel and choose."

"That was the original intention... But with so many players self fufilling propecies and meddling to ensure their own means made some people's destinies become runaway trains that can't be stopped. Sucks to be the four of you."

"Dean felt sick as he remembered Michael's words of freewill being an illusion. Right now it seemed like that was true...But for some odd reason only for him and those he cared for.

He had questions he wasn't sure he wanted or really cared about, the answers to. He had to believe he could still choose about some things and he wanted to feel like his "choices" mattered. (If they could even be called choices, because doing anything, including making a decision could be something Destiny had already written and how is it REALLY a choice THEN?)

It was to much for Dean to take in. The fact that he, Laney and his brothers exsisted for the soul purpose of having their lives toyed with.

As Dean tried to wrap his mind around what he was just told it registered in his mind that Laney and Sam were doing the same thing... "When did they wake up?" Dean asked himself and Laney answered with the thought "We heard the WHOLE thing."

"Well at least I don't have to explain everything." Dean sighed with a halfhearted laugh.

Gabriel could tell he'd put enough on all their plates and they needed time to let it settle and sink in so with a flutter of wings he was gone.

So now there was Leviathan, LEGION, FEAR, Destiny and who knows what else to deal with. Could anything else possibly go wrong?

"So I'm... Me and Sam are..." Laney stammered in the silence that was left by Gabriel's exit.

"Looks like." Said Dean raising his eyebrows.

"Wow!" Was the only response Laney could give.

Dean turned his attention to Sam "How you doin over there?" he asked.

"Well thanks to Gabriel I have my memory back and I honestly prefer when ignorance was bliss." Sam responded. His eyes were wide with shock as he now remembered EVERYTHING.

Dean chuckled lightly. "So do I." He thought. And he walked over to Sam, pulled him to his feet and wrapped HIS Sammy in the tightest hug he'd ever given him.

Sam pulled away and looped his finger around Dean's necklace and said "You know you were REALLY a JERK when you threw this away."

Dean smiled at Sam and responded "Well you were a BITCH for not punching me in the face the second it left my hand."

Adam and Laney beamed genuine lit up smiles at the sight as Sam hugged him back. At least there's one that'd gone right.

Dean was happy to see Sam finally back to full capacity and he playfully challenged his "little" brother to a sparring match before they hit the road again. And Laney knew Dean just wanted to make sure Sam hadn't lost anything in transition.

And only when it was clearly obvious that Sam still had it, did Dean finally let up.

Adam and Laney were leaning against the Impala happily taking in the show till Sam and Dean saunted over covered in sweat with giant grins on their faces.

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The four hunters headed South East towards Alta, Wyoming where they were sure something supernatural was wreaking havoc on tourist at the Yellowstone National Park. . . Well . . just because their lives MIGHT be planned out doesn't mean they're gonna let that stop them from living.

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Episode 14

"Hunterground Railroad"

Chapter 1

Pulling into the Fern Inn the four hunters set up shop and got down to the "monster of the week" at hand.

"It says here a Kaukas is a nature spirit. I'm pretty sure that by the pattern we're seeing that's what we're dealing with." Sam said closing his laptop, pushing it away and rubbing his eyes.

Laney closed her laptop as well and bid the brothers goodnight as she headed to her room.

Sam and Dean started bickering over who'd take the floor as there wasn't a sofa.

Sam kept insisting he didn't mind letting Dean take the bed and Adam knew better than to jump in and offer to take the floor cause neither brother would have that.

Sam gave a frustrated groan as Dean wouldn't stop being a self sacrificing dumb-ass for even half a second. Then a pained groan as Dean frogged him in the arm for thinking he was a dumb-ass.

Sam knew he wasn't going to win with Dean so he let it go and went to grab some air.

When the knock wrapped on her door, Laney knew it that it was time to have yet another akward conversation with the other potential father of her child.

Sam was nonchalant at first making small talk and such because he wanted to be delicate with how he broached the subject.

"So I guess I should thank you for taking care of me..when I.. you know..was kinda helpless I guess is best word for it." Said Sam.

"Don't mention it... I was just trying to meet my quota for rescuing damsels in distress." Laney joked.

Sam gave her a nudge with his shoulder as he laughed softly.

"You know I'm not the same guy you took care of right?" He asked.

"I kinda guessed as much. HE would've already blurted out what was on his mind by now. HE didn't have near as many hang ups as you." Laney responded.

"WOW!" Sam said sounding exasperated. "Blunt and to the point!"

"I know you think you're not the same person I saved that I took care of now that you have your memories back. But trust me you ARE him you're just more. . .educated by the school of life than when I found you is all and I feel bad that it was all heaped back onto your plate at once. BUT at least you remember what modesty's about. So that's a plus!" Said Laney with a smile and..now Sam thought "Is she blushing?"

"I guess so." Sam grinned not realizing he was blushing to. "SO...About what's really on my mind... I don't know when I started thinking about it or why it didn't hit me sooner...even with a broken..I'd like to think I would have..."Sam stammered.

"Sam when you had a broken brain you KNEW you could trust me NO MATTER WHAT so you KNEW there were things you didn't have to ask or say. NOW you're just overthinking things because you have back your original reasoning system...Which is to put up all your defenses and not let someone slip in, besides DEAN, and not ever REALLY fully trust anyone else besides him...SO it means now you think you have to ask me for something that...broken brain you knew I'd give without a single word exchanged." Laney chidded.

"YOU ARE...ALWAYS...going to have a place in my child's life, even if you're not the father. Sam I think...you...Dean and I should sit down and talk about this together. . . because I don't think either of the two of you understand how I want..." Laney took pause and eyed Sam nervously. . . I think you should go get Dean."

Turns out Dean was already on the other side of the door when Sam opened it and he was looking at Sam with a wince pointing at his head and saying playfully "Dude wanna turn down the volume much...Your mind is like a freakin school intercom...with squelching and everything. . when you think about something in a panic. . .man. . . even your thoughts have some weird nerd thing about them. ANYWAY..." Now he looked around Sam to Laney saying "Heard you wanna talk about.."

"Just come in and have a seat." Laney said in mock frustration.

"Okay BOTH of you seem to have the misconception you need to ask me for. . what roles you'll have in this child's life... Honestly I don't even know if we'll ever find out who the father REALLY is. . . EVERTHIING else in our lives have been manipulated so why not a paternity test results to?

"SO I have this to offer and you can tell me if it's exeptable."

"The three of us raise the baby together and daddy duties, IF you guys want them, will be both of yours to share. So the baby will be OURS, all three of OURS, we'll all be in this parenting thing together."

"How's that sound to you guys?" Laney asked.

"Well the saying is "It takes a village" right?" Dean joked.

"You think we can make something like that work?" Sam asked.

"We can figure it out as we go along." Laney responded.

"Now I have something I need to tell you guys. After FEAR had me by the short and curlies I realized I never wanted to risk something getting that close to hurting the baby again. . . So I'm taking myself out of the field."

"We'll travel together... like always... I can do research and what not. . . I'll keep in practice just in case I'm needed and there's ABSOLUTLY no other choice but me for backup. . . Other than that I'm not gonna be trying to gank any more monsters for a while." She finished.

"Glad to hear that." Said Dean.

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Chapter 2

Sam, Dean and Adam split up to cover the large park. They were pretty sure what they were dealing with, what type of area to find it in and that they knew how to kill it.

They met up back at thde Impala neither of them having found anything and it was getting dark so they'd have to come back the next day.

But as they were leaving a group of six people imerged from the treeline and it would be normal that a place like this have a group of hikers muking about in the woods. BUT what was NOT normal was that both Sam and Dean knew all six of them. . . .

Harry Spangler, Ed Zeddmore, Detective Diana Ballard, Zach Warren, Lori Sorenson and Chuck Shurly got mostly surprised looks on their faces, other than Chuck who looked like he knew this was going to happen.

Sam and Dean were in equal shock to see so many faces from their past all at once and looking at his brothers and seeing their expressions made Adam feel like he was being left out of the loop again.

"Wow of all the hunts in all the world. . ." Chuck joked as he extended his hand in greeting to Sam and Dean.

The brothers pulled back with looks of apprehension on their faces.

"Oh forgot." Said Chuck as he pulled out a knife knicked below the bend of his elbow and proved his blood was red and the others in his company did the same.

Now Sam and Dean extended their hands and Harry piped up and said irritably "How come they don't have to prove they're human?"

"What about "I'm a prophet." don't you get? I'D KNOW..IF THEY WEREN'T THEM GENIUS!" Chuck yelled over his shoulder as he shook Sam, Dean's and Adam's hands.

"Been a long time." Said Dean.

"Trust me I wish it had been longer. .. but you know monsters... they never take a break." Chuck chidded.

"What got you into the field?" Sam asked, he knew Chuck hadn't wanted to be in this fight.

"Plucky little peppy thing named Sarah Blake.. I believe you remember who she is." Said Chuck with a wink.

Sam remembered all to well the raven haired girl from New York who Dean told him he should marry when she showed she had the guts to handle this life. But Sam never imagined that she'd turn to hunting.

"Wow akward thinking about an ex while another ex is standing right there." Dean jokingly projected into Sam's head.

Sam rolled his eyes and gave an exasperated sigh.

"Sarah's the one that brought us all together." Said Diana stepping away from the group to greet Sam and Dean.

"Detective." Dean said with a smirk.

"Actually it's Chief Of Operations at the F.B.I. headquarters now... How do you guys think the whole thing where monsters used your images to slaughter hundreds blew over without a lot of backlash? Seriously you two have been more regonized than any other two people I've ever even heard of luckily we have genuis hackers in the underground and any questions about your identities or identities of anyone we know is in our line of work winds up on my desk for me to take care of." She said holding out her hands and gesturing to herself as if to say "That's right I helped save your asses. Again"

"Thanks." Said Sam and Dean in unison.

"Underground?" Adam asked.

"Yeah Sarah tracked down almost everyone Sam and Dean ever interacted with and got most of them to take up hunting. She's pretty damn persuasive." Said Diana.

Dean leaned into Sam and jokingly said "Told you, you should've married that girl."

Sam rubbed the back of his neck shyly and nervously as he seen Lori was looking his way and to his surprise she leaned into Eric and pecked him on the cheek.

"Now that's akward." Dean whispered raising his eyebrows and giving Sam a nudge with his elbow as he gave a chuckle.

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Chuck and Diana gave the brothers a run down of all the things the underground was working on and told them they should drop by their base sometime.

It gave Dean chills to hear where their main base was located.

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CAMP CHAUTAUQUA, JAMESTOWN, NEW YORK. . . .

FOUR AND A HALF YEARS IN THE FUTURE. . .

The plague of the new strain of Croatoan had spread fast and the signs had been put up in warning of the areas where infection had been found. . . And when everything hit the fan all at once and the world officially went to hell in a hand basket, what few people that had survived fell into forming small societies and did their best to cling to what was left to live for. . . . And well no one was going back into the hotzones just to take down the damn signs. . . It's not like everbody didn't already know that it had been years since two thousand fourteen.

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Chuck gave Dean a sad knowing smile and patted Dean on the shoulder shaking his head.

Sam saw what Dean was thinking about and he remembered what Dean saw when Zachariah had shown him what was "supposedly" the future and right now he was just as worried as Dean about what just couldn't be coincedence but he still leaned over and whispered to his brother "We'll be okay, we'll figure something out. It'll all work out."

"Yeah I think we'll be fine," Dean lied, as he fought to swallow down the grapefruit sized lump that had formed itself in his throat thinking: "So it really was the real future after all."...

What could all of this mean?... SO MANY QUESTIONS...NO WHERE NEAR ENOUGH ANSWERS.. . .

Chapter 3

The brothers headed out and left the other hunters to their work and Dean was thinking: "Laney's gonna, freak when she hears what we just found out."

But now his mind was riddled with fear and questions. Not only in the future he saw was Lucifer riding Sam's body (Apparently again) but future him seemed to be convinced The Colt would kill Lucifer when past him had already proven that obviously it can't. And just as troubling when pondered upon now neither Laney nor her child was in that future and future him didn't mention either of them.

"What the hell!" Dean cursed through clenched teeth as he hit the steering wheel and wondered what details he was missing that could possibly make everything make sense.

It REALLY...SUCKS to know certain things HAVE to happen and that there is NO fighting those things and it REALLY...SUCKS to NOT know what ALL of those certain things are or HOW they'll play out. . .

"It's okay." Sam said giving Dean's shoulder a soothing pat. "We'll ALL figure it out TOGETHER."...

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THIS IS THE END OF "DISC" 4... I KNOW, I KNOW I'M BAD...Today's my birthday (May 7th if you're reading like 2 weeks from now) BEST B-DAY GIFT YOU COULD GIVE IS REVIEWS! (hint, hint)...