Title: Divide The Blackened Sky
Rated for: T
Fandom/Universe: Firefly / Supernatural
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Bobby, Crowley/Badger, Wash, Simon, OC-Female
Disclaimer: Firefly/Serenity and all related characters are copyright Joss Wheedon & crew. Supernatural and all related characters are copyright Eric Kripke, Kripke Enterprises & The CW Network. No infringement intended.
Summary: The girl has a part to play and Badger knows exactly who's going to get her back for him. Because Badger is tired of pretending to be less than the King of Hell.
Author's Note: It's AU, a crossover, and quite a few spoilers. Still working on this one, got a reminder this one still has readers and that I had a chapter partly ready to post. Some "dead" SPN characters will be making cameos in this chapter but expect to see more of them, alive and well, in the next chapter.
Chapter: I'm On Your Side
He made them an offer they wouldn't refuse. All he needed was a willing sacrifice and that's been taken care of. Gadreel is all in and full of guilty repentance for his part. The rest of the angels will either follow suit or be left out in the cold. And once Metatron has Heaven all to himself… well, then, they can continue with the cleaning of the humans left on Earth.
But first… there's a little blip in the cosmic plan that needs to be taken care of. He wasn't sure what had changed, not at first, or that there was anything different. Only he wasn't alone, other angels were also feeling a slight change in the universe. They just didn't know where it was coming from or even why…
Until the so called King of Hell started acting…weird. Asking questions about things that have already happened and things that Crowley shouldn't even have an inkling of. Which is why Metatron placed a tail on the demon and while it took some time, it was Castiel who led them right to the source.
"Curiosity…" Metatron shook his head, a gloating smile showing off yellowed teeth and the twinkle of madness in his vessels eyes.
SPN
The sigils warding Bobby's place from any angelic presence aren't completed by the time the first angels show up. Angel Warding Sigils 101 isn't as easy for some, as it is the other geniuses from the future.
"You should pack." River tells Simon when he mucks up a second attempt on paper. "Now." She says when he just stares at her. He finally hurries upstairs because he knows River can see how it ends. And its most likely they'll be leaving the Hunters, or at the very least, be leaving the domicile. River packed some necessary items into a pack the night before and snuck out to stash it in the car. She moves to help Charlie with the living room window. Her sigil is easy and halfway through the last line, River stops, eyes focused on the man in the pristine suit standing on the pebbled drive. The man that had not been there a second ago…
She doesn't dare breathe when a 2nd appears next to the first. The sight of them sends a cold panic through her, a reminder of the future that awaits.
"Be calm, River."
"…the Blue Hands… this is how they become…" they aren't any different, not really. Still clean and crisp, like marble statues-
"Only if The Darkness wins."
River knows it did. The Darkness won and the Blue Hands cut out pieces until they made her the crazy killer that Simon stole away from them. And Simon… well, he gave up a future in medicine, a normal life, a family of his own…for her.
"He loves you."
"… I love him too…" there's nothing River wont do for him. Anything at all… because there's no price that will ever be enough to make up for what he gave up to save her.
"Its not about what you feel you owe him. Or what he gave up to save you. River, you are his family… he is yours, and family is supposed to stand by you in the good and the bad. Family will come to your aid when you're in need. Family will love you in spite of everything…"
"…he doesn't say it, but I know…" there's a part of her brother that has regrets. A part of him that wonders what his life could have been like if he hadn't risked it all to save her. There's a part of Simon that is angry with their parents for just giving up. They were supposed to keep River safe; they should have been the ones to save her. She was their responsibility, after all and they just washed their hands of her. And because he wouldn't fall in line, they washed their hands of him as well.
"River, this is the one thing that doesn't change. No matter how many times I look… Simon will always choose you."
"Aah! Will you let a girl know?" Charlie frowns but she doesn't get a response from the half angel who offers a soft smile to River before gently pulling her away from the window.
"We should go now." River says without looking away from the half-angel.
"Uhm, where are you going?" Sam asks from the hallway.
"Those sigils better be finished." Bobby warns as he stomps away from the front door and joins Sam in the living room entrance. "Got some suits out front and they aint look like the government types."
Sam automatically looks at the half-angel but she disappears and from upstairs they can all hear a thunk and Wash' startled yelp is cut off midway.
"Hey! Wash!" Sam runs into the hallway and heads for the stairs when River calls his name.
"They wont be there." River stands just in front of Bobby in the hallway and watches Sam pause on the first step. "She's taken them."
"You should all go."
They turn to the girl in the kitchen; she's alone for just a moment before there's a winged suit standing just behind her.
"Do it." She flits, just like Dean says he hates when they do. River has a bloody palm in the center of the angel banishing sigil on the wall in the hallway that Sam just finished. The flash of light blinds them all for a moment but the angels in the house are all gone.
"Alright, lets go!" Sam grabs River and pulls her towards the basement but she slips out of his hold and runs towards the back door. "River!"
"Not safe here." She pauses and there's something in her expression that kinda scares Sam. It's a look he's only seen on Dean when he's about to do something stupid and self-sacrificing. That's why he's moving towards her even as River runs out into the yard.
SPN
River Tam is what the Alliance had considered top of the line, their best work to date. No expense was spared to complete what had promised to be their most perfect weapon. Time, planning, credits... none of that had mattered while River Tam had been in their possession.
The moment Simon Tam broke in and stole her away... Well, the asset River Tam had become to the Alliance, and liability to some Parliament members, was too priceless just to let go of.
Two Operatives were sent to retrieve her. The first never returned. The second Operative somehow managed to lose the rabble crew of a firefly class spaceship. More than once. The Operative also managed to cleanse the verse of some rebels, brown coats and other undesirables. But, in the end, still could not retrieve River Tam. And, in a spectacular fail, allowed the release into the verse a record of Miranda. The entire verse was now aware of the Alliance's tampering. Those who actually believed that Reavers weren't just some fairytale-boogeyman imagined to keep children in line, but a very real danger… now has someone to blame.
And an enemy to fight.
To the Alliance; Serenity, its Captain and crew… they were #1 enemy, the symbol of the brewing rebellion and Parliament had decreed, the firefly and its crew could not be allowed to fan ay rebellious rumblings into a full on uprising.
Or war.
The verse was full of possible brown coats and a few originals that still wanted a fight. They just didn't have enough willing recruits. But Miranda was changing all that.
FF
Baby roared up the familiar gravel drive. What Dean saw, immediately brought The Mark to life. It was like a roaring in his ears and he was out of the Impala without realizing and moving towards the fight. Part of him is able to admire the deadly ballerinas facing off against a dozen angels.
"You need to protect the others."
He focuses on her, foregoing the usual order not to talk in his head or even go in there. For a moment, the sound of her voice… makes him pause. But then, he's moving with purpose right to her and the angels trying to slice her to pieces.
"Dean, they need you."
But Dean only sees her in danger, she is the one under attack and that is not ok, not at all-.
"Focus, Dean." She's beside him, her hand on his arm, palm flat right over The Mark. And its like a blanket of calm and quiet envelopes them.
"What…?" he likes this quiet, it's a relief to feel…normal again. Dean hadn't realized how much The Mark had changed him.
"You need to go. Take them far away-."
"What-, no!" he grabs her arms and that relief her touch had given him is gone. The Mark pours rage and that hunger, insatiable need for blood-.
"Dean!" she has to yell, to get him to stop walking to where River is keeping the angels occupied. His grip on her arms doesn't slip, unwilling to let go and she knows he must. "I need your help." She reaches up, one hand touching his face. "Get the others away from here, please… I was only waiting for you."
Dean stumbles, hands empty because she flits into the path of the angel rushing towards him. She knocks the angel blade from his hand and slaps her palm on his face. There's a blinding flash of light and the angel is burned out of the host. She's moving to the next one while Dean is momentarily surprised she can even do that. The next moment, Dean is picking up the angel blade from the ground and takes on the angel reaching for River.
"I'll clear the path to Baby."
River nods once. She evades the angel swinging at her head and kicks him in the face before coming up behind him and breaks its leg with another kick.
Sam comes out, he's got a shotgun even though he knows it wont do much against angels.
"Get to Baby. Go now."
There's urgency in the voice in his head. Sam is shocked; he's never had the half-angel talk to him, out loud or in his head.
"Sam!" River is frowning at him, she has two angel blades and then she only has one as the second is thrown at the approaching angel. Another flash of bright light draws Sam's eyes to Dean and the body at his brother's feet.
Charlie stumbles and smacks into Sam's back. "Sorry! Ooh!" she covers her mouth as Sam stumbles down the steps and right into River. "Sorry! I didn't know we were waiting-."
"No waiting." River turns and swings the angel blade. Before she can strike again, the angel has been lit up and Dean is standing there. "Now we can go." River moves past him, one more glance shows her the angels converging on her friend.
"Don't be too long. I don't think Dean can handle your absence."
The angels have her surrounded. Angel blades swinging and yet they cant seem to get her. She flits between them, buying time for Dean to get farther away. And when an angel tries to flit, to stop them from leaving, she pulls him back and slams him into another angel blade and uses the one she takes from him to kill the one standing there. They try to smite her, but she doesn't give them a chance to lay a hand on her.
She flits, ends up on the roof staring down at the angels. She can hear them coming… the ones sent to kill her…
SPN
"She'll be alright." River says to Dean's back as he tears down the road. But her words barely register as anything more than a buzz in his ear.
He can see her fighting them…
"What are you doing-?" Sam grabs the dash as Baby skids to an almost stop in the middle of the road. Not a word from Dean, who pulls the steering wheel and starts to turn back. "River!"
She slaps Sam in the face long enough she can keep Dean in the proper choke hold, not to hurt him, but to put him to sleep for just a little while. "She doesn't want Dean to get hurt."
"You are hurting him!" Charlie exclaims but River somehow blocks Charlie's forward lunge with her leg until Dean finally slumps in his seat.
"He'll sleep for a little bit." River smiles at them while checking Dean's pulse.
"Go on then." Bobby orders in the shocked silence that follows as he reaches towards the front driver seat. "Move him over and drive, idjit."
"She doesn't want us in danger." River points behind them when they just stare at her. "We need to get further away."
"You just choked out the driver!" Charlie exclaims and points to where Dean is partially laid out on Sam's lap.
"Now, Sam. Let's go…" River nods encouragement but there's still mostly confused shock in Sam's face.
"Move it, boy!" Bobby smacks Sam and that finally gets him moving.
Once on the road again, Bobby turns to River. "Mind telling us where the hell we're supposed to be going?"
"Your cabin…" and Bobby looks at her confused because he doesn't own a cabin. Not in this version, anyway.
"You have a cabin, Bobby?" Sam glances into the rearview mirror and gets a scowl.
"Ain't got a cabin." He scowls at River.
"You have a friend who does." That's all she can say and it's not like they'll question her. They all think she's nuts…
SPN
"Who the hell are you?"
Simon turns to find a shotgun aimed at him. And Wash drops the half eaten sandwich as he raises both hands.
"…Nǐ hǎo…" Simon sort of waves his hand but that makes the man cock the shotgun.
"Who sent you? How'd you get in? How'd you even find my place?" Because he sure as hell doesn't advertise.
"Uh we …uh…" Wash looks over to Simon hoping he'll be able to explain because he's not even certain he knows what happened.
"We were dropped off…" Simon just shrugs at Wash's incredulous look.
"Yeah, by who?"
"Whom."
"Simon! Shénme tā mā de? Lǎorén with a loaded barrel aimed at us."
"Hey, you quit that yip-yapping and speak so I can understand it." And that's followed by the shotgun being reposition.
"Uh well… she….doesn't actually have a name…" Simon takes a hasty step away when the man steps towards them scowling.
"It's a she and you don't know her name. Boy…."
Wash yelps, eyes widening and says "Don't shoot, we come in peace!"
SPN
For the residents within the 15mile radius of Singer Salvage Yard, the moment just before the silent blast of heavenly light, is a blank.
Castiel appeared, as asked by the girl in Dean's protection, with a garrison of angels, to evacuate the civilian population. The angels have deposited them in different hospitals and an alert for a deadly chemical spill has been spread to the surrounding area in order to keep others from wandering into the blast and fallout zone. Those with a human host have been placed nearby to dissuade any curious humans.
He stares at the sign over the yard. Its rusted and old … and now warped. The metal has melted and the bits that had been too thin to withstand the heat have landed in shiny puddles on the ground. The house itself is just gone… there's a gray fog where the house was supposed to be. As he walks closer, Castiel feels the effects through his vessel. He's unable to get any closer; he doubles over and coughs up a glob of blood and bile.
Castiel falls, a hand clutching his stomach and rolls over onto grass and the salvage sign is just a blurry blob over his head. That's as far as he's able to 'flit' from the point of origin. Its still not far enough and though it hurts to 'flit' again, he lands himself in a field across the road from Bobby's place.
There was nothing left, of the house or the junk yard… he's not sure if the girl survived. He didn't see her body among the others…
SPN