Chapter 7
"What did you expect to find, was it something you left behind, don't you remember anything I said when I said don't fall away…leave the bleeding in my hands in my hands again." – Fuel (Hemorrhage (In My Hands))
Dean felt the best way to get answers anywhere fast was to consult Crowley and determine a game plan. If anyone Crowley would know Ruby's where a bouts and possibly what she had planned since they were at a loss with heaven. So he and Bobby sat in Bobby's dingy basement, pouring out books and summoning spells anything to get some kind of idea as to why and how Ruby was back along with maybe who brought her back.
Bobby cleared his throat and threw an old dusty book in Dean's direction while continuing to look for what they desired.
"I think you hurt Cas' feelings worse." Bobby stated.
Dean grunted, trying to avoid talking once again about the obvious. His gaze shifted downwards as he pretended to be reading a less than interesting paragraph about mermaids. Bobby rolled his eyes at him and climbed down from his step stool.
"Dean," Bobby sighed. "When are you going to look at the reality in front of you and accept it?"
"What the ever living hell are you going on about Bobby?" Dean replied.
"You're having Cas' kid for hell's sake Dean," Bobby exclaimed. "You can't ignore that little factor like it doesn't exist; Cas is aching to talk to you about it all and you keep ignoring him like a stray dog."
Dean opened his mouth to argue but it was useless, Bobby was right. He had been ignoring Cas. Not because he wanted to, but because he didn't even know how to approach the subject much less the weird mental state he seemed to be in himself. He didn't even want to think about bringing children into the hunter life, much less half angel children.
"Let's just skip the chick flick moments and focus on Ruby Bobby…" Dean rubbed between his eyes and exhaled.
Bobby sighed, he couldn't force Dean into anything but he knew he needed to talk to Cas and one way or the other the "damn idjit" would.
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Gabriel lay on his bed in heaven, his shirt pulled up and his wings unfurled. The light from beyond the clouds penetrated through the clouds and into his room. He remembered the room as a small child, happy times with Balthazar mostly, he remembered being a small graceling and running to the window to watch the sun rise, but mostly some things he'd love to forget.
Balthazar came in a moment later with his sleeves rolled up and a soft smile on his face.
"I don't see why this is necessary brother," Gabriel said. "I can feel them developing fine."
"I need to make sure," Balthazar replied. "It's not like you can reach into your own soul and feel them now is it?"
Gabriel gulped, he'd loathed this part. Regardless to rumors he hated pain.
Balthazar reached his hand into Gabriel's grace softly, trying not to hurt his younger brother too much. He felt into his soul to where the children lay, he felt each child; both of them were equally as perfect. They were beginning to sprout tiny wings on their backs, but only the little stubs so far. Their hair was developed; they both had Sam's hair. He smiled slightly, more a saddened one before pulling his hand out of Gabriel's soul. Gabriel winced slightly and held his stomach afterwards.
"They're perfect." Balthazar smiled and pulled down his sleeves.
"Good," Gabriel looked down to his stomach and rubbed it soothingly. "I'm not sure I'll ever want them to leave my soul."
"They'll have to grow up sometime Gabriel." Balthazar stated.
"Yes," Gabriel sighed, a faraway sad look in his eyes. "I just don't want their hands to slip away from mine…"
"Now you know how I felt when you grew up." Balthazar smiled bigger and placed his hand over Gabriel's earning a smile from his younger brother as well.
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"You rang Winchester?" Crowley appeared in the devil's trap Bobby and Dean had lain out and drawn upon the floor.
"Where's Ruby." Bobby said.
"Why Robert," Crowley smirked. "So sexy when you're hell bent on killing someone."
"I think you misheard him," Dean growled. "Where's. Ruby."
"Like hell if I know," Crowley exclaimed. "You think I keep track of all those little whores, they're below me!"
"Listen Crowley," Bobby said sternly. "Ruby's planning something; we need to know what before lives are lost, Kapeesh?"
"I may be able to spot you another deal Robert," Crowley smirked. "For a price."
"Name it." Bobby stared into Crowley's dead eyes.
"A blood contract instead of the usual kiss," Crowley cocked his head, somehow it was less cute than when Cas did it Dean thought, but nothing Cas did was "cute", of course not. "A little of your blood becomes mine for all eternity."
"So basically I'd be your bitch?" Bobby scoffed.
"Think of it more as lifetime business partner," Crowley replied. "Ultimately you'll owe me something major in the end, but until then I'll do anything your little heart desires for you."
"Anything?" Dean asked, still highly skeptical.
"A deal is a deal Winchester," Crowley's stone cold stare bore into Dean's eyes. "Unless of course you don't believe me?"
Dean's thoughts raced, what could possibly go wrong with making a blood contract with the king of hell? Everything. This really wasn't on Dean's bucket list but if it meant gaining intel about Ruby it certainly was worth it. He reached into his pocket and drew his knife, he and Bobby both cut their arms as Crowley reached out to collect the blood. He put it in a little vial and closed the lid.
"You'll hear from me as soon as I know anything," Crowley smirked. "Pleasure doing business with you two."
He then in the blink of an eye disappeared.
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Sam sat alone. His mind had been plagued with thoughts of what Lucifer had said to him. He wouldn't, no couldn't, let that happen to one of his children. Maybe he should've just said yes. He took a swig of beer and wiped his mouth before continuing to type. Research was hard considering he had no idea about what he was even dealing with.
He had been hard at work researching baby angels.
"Angels have long since rumored to come to earth to mate with humans than impregnate them to create Nephilim, half human half angel hybrids to return to heaven and keep the angel population going as decreed by god's will."
Wikipedia, Sam determined, could go suck a dick.
The internet wasn't helping and it wasn't as if he could just ask any angel. Things, based on what Cas had said, weren't looking too positive up in heaven. He honestly wished that everything in his life could be normal or at least relatively normal for once. He had been excited about having kids with Gabriel before this whole Ruby thing came into the picture.
He knew Gabriel would take the whole Ruby thing hard, considering that when Sam was a blood junkie he and Ruby had technically been an item, but there was no way he could tell him about his brother from the underworld's less than pleasant visit.
Sam determined he needed another beer.
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Will Dean ever just talk to Cas?
And what's up with Crowley's contract, what's the ultimate price exactly?
And is Dean going nuts or is it something more?
More to come soon
