Notes: That episode last night…I can't even….Why did I ever enter this fandom!? The amount of awesome coming at me hurts.

Disclaimer: Nope. Not mine. No no no no. D'X


CHAPTER 7

"That's it. We've waited long enough, Gabriel, get this bird in the air. Now! I'm not kidding around this time." Meg stormed into the bridge where everyone had gathered. She was no longer sitting around twiddling her thumbs while some psycho plotted ways to kill them. Gabriel and Balthazar immediately went on defense when they heard her command.

"No freakin' way, Meg. We are waiting. We haven't even heard a peep from the Garrison," Gabriel insisted. Castiel was behind them with Bobby, Anna and Chuck. Castiel looked rather annoyed and slowly started moving toward Meg without drawing too much attention from the angry people in the room.

"We ain't leaving those boys there on their own," Bobby said as he put his foot down. Castiel was only a few feet from Meg now. "I think you should sit down." He had said quietly, but he was ignored by everyone who was too busy posturing for power.

"They are not coming back. They must have been caught, otherwise they would be here, Sam would be asking people about their feelings and Dean would be the one barking orders." She shoved Gabriel towards the controls. "Now get us in the air." His face turned dark and the room's lights seemed to have dimmed a bit.

"I really must insist you sit down." Castiel looked serious and pleading.

"Cassy, get over here. Now is not the time." Balthazar tried to rein in his wayward brother before Meg decided to lash out at him, but Castiel only gave him an exasperated look and stayed where he was, near Meg.

"Meg, you need to stop and think. We need Dean to make the exchange. They will know that something is up if we arrive without the captain or the first mate." Anna actually sounded like she might be angry, but she wasn't frowning at all. She had to be cautious of wrinkles.

"Dean would do the same thing if it was one of us and hope for the best. Some of us are actually good at lying." She gave a condescending look to the companion.

"I'm not," mumbled Castiel. He was ignored again.

Chuck spoke up, "Dean would never leave someone behind. Not in a million years." But it seemed like Chuck was ignored just like Castiel.

"Get. Us. In. The. Air. I won't ask again." She looked like she was telling the truth, but no one had any doubt she could lie.

"Listen Meg…" Gabriel was cut off.

"No. You listen. Do you know what the chain of command is? It's the chain I beat you with until you listen to who is in charge here." This time she finally pulls out here knife, not messing around with this crew anymore. But few were actually scared.

"We are finishing this deal. And then after maybe, MAYBE, we'll go back for the morons who got caught. And you can't change a damn…" Castiel had finally moved up next to her and had subtly raised two fingers high near her head. Perhaps it was a good thing people tended to ignore his actions, because their distraction allowed him to press his two fingers to Meg's forehead and not a second later she stopped talking and fell to the ground unconscious, and with a very loud sounding thump. Everyone finally took notice of Castiel standing there. He gave them all an apologetic look.

"I was trying to get her to sit down. Now her face will be all broken. My apologies, but I don't feel comfortable with her in command." The remaining crew all broke out in relieved smiles and laughter. Gabriel had gone up to his little brother and ruffled his hair affectionately. Balthazar gave him a sloppy kiss on the cheek, and Bobby and Chuck clapped him on the shoulder. Anna gave a much less sloppy kiss to his cheek and he blushed horribly. Meg might have been kicked and stepped on accidentally a few times when people had moved up to Castiel.

But soon the celebration was over and the crew of the Impala was faced yet again with the fact that their captain was missing along with their first mate, at they still had a delivery to make to a mad man. They needed a plan.

"So…so what do we do now? How do we get them back?" Chuck nervously started to wring his hands now that they had decided they were in charge of saving the brothers. It was a lot of pressure for the little guy who usually just hid in his engine room.

Balthazar puffed out a breath, "Meg was right that they haven't made contact. They probably got pinched back on the train."

"And we can't just waltz in a pull them out, either," Anna said discouraged. But Bobby near her looked thoughtful at this.

"This is just food for thought, but someone respectable enough might be able to pull them out." He looked at everyone with his eyebrows raised.

Gabriel looked skeptical, "A Sheppard isn't enough to pull out possible criminals."

"I know that ya idjit! I wasn't talking about a Sheppard." It sounded like Bobby had a plan and didn't feel so useless anymore.


The train station is still a buzz of activity with the sheriff still running around checking stories and traveling families starting to get antsy and sick families starting to get frustrated. Sam was also starting to get frustrated, he and Dean were going to fix this, but they had to get out of here first.

"You think the Impala is still waiting for us?"

"If she is, then they all get a cookie."

"And if they aren't?" Sam asked.

"No cookies. And for these people, no meds." Dean looked around the room and prayed that his crew was still waiting for their return.

"So how are we going to play this Dean?"

Dean didn't have to answer, because at that point there was commotion over by where the sheriff was. The brother's watch curiously, waiting to see what was the cause, but they didn't have to wait long to get an answer as Anna suddenly appeared and started storming towards the two.

"What the he—"

Slap

The left side of his face was stinging like a bitch. She had just slapped him, Dean couldn't even get angry or defensive because he was simply too stunned to do anything but gape at her.

"Don't you dare speak to me Dean. Sheriff, I want this man bound by law at once, assuming he hasn't been already." Behind her, an equally stunned Sheriff was going over the papers that she had handed him a moment ago. He seemed to be convinced by whatever was written on them.

"No one's been bound yet, ma'am."

Anna looked at him with relief, "Thank goodness you stopped them." She turned to Dean, "Did you really think that you could access my accounts and I wouldn't notice?" She then turned her attention to Sam and gave him a disappointed look, "And Sam, what would your husband say if he knew you were here."

Sam's mouth opened and closed a few times before finally awkwardly answering, "I was…weak." He looked down as if to appear like a shamed puppy.

The sheriff looked like he was close to laughter, "So am I to take it that these two are not brothers?"

"Oh, they are brothers all right. But they are unhealthily attached to one another. Dean here is my indentured servant with another 4 years on his debt. I'm thinking another 6 months more for this little adventure."

Around her the families were starting to whisper and point at Anna who was dressed up enough to appear like a queen among the dusty people of Paradisio. She actually looked a little uncomfortable.

"You'll have to pardon the locals ma'am, I don't think any of them have seen a registered companion before. Fancy lady like yourself doesn't pass through here very often," The sheriff informed her.

"Then my apologies for my manner."

"Not at all ma'am" He tipped his hat at her politely.

"Should I call my ship now, or will you need to hold them here longer?"

"Naw, we should be done here. We had some trouble on the train, but it seems like these two weren't involved." As he said this, he still gave both brothers one more searching look as if he still wasn't totally convinced.

Anna seemed satisfied and gestured for Sam and Dean to follow her, "Then I thank you for your help, and I apologize for the trouble they have caused." She walked off with a magnificent air of grace and all of the locals parted to give her a wide berth of respect and awe. Sam and Dean exchanged looks and then followed after her like kicked puppies. Dean's humiliation wasn't enough for him forget what needed to be done, and so he sped up his pace to catch up with Anna.


The three crew members rushed back into the hold of the Impala. They didn't think there was much time to waste. The others greeted them there. Gabriel walked right up to Sam checking him over for injuries. Balthazar, Bobby and Castiel went right up to Dean.

Castiel gave Dean a once over as well, he noticed the red mark on the side of Dean's face and reached out to it before Dean gently grabbed his hand and lowered it down again while silently telling Cas he was fine.

Chuck couldn't contain himself, "Well? How'd it go? Is everything okay back there?"

Dean didn't answer right away and quickly looked around the hold. "Where is Meg?"

Gabriel smirked from over where he was with Sam, "She's kissing the floor of the bridge. She should be up and about in an hour or so."

Dean didn't even want to ask about that, "So where is the box?"

"Hidden in the walls, we weren't sure if the Garrison was going to want to check us out at any point," Balthazar reported.

"Get it out," Dean said tersely. Chuck and Balthazar moved to comply and opened up the cargo slot holding the hidden box.

Bobby looked to Dean, "We bringing it to Dick now?"

"No. We're bringing it back." Everyone stopped moving and looked at Dean like he had said that unicorns fart rainbows.

"Are you bloody insane? Was I the only one paying attention during that happy meeting with Dick? He's going to string us up if we don't bring him his package and we are already running late!" Balthazar was horribly confused, what possible reason could they have to purposely anger a monster?

Sam moved to help his brother get the box out of the hidden cargo slot, "There are others who need it more," he said.

Bobby and Gabriel were just as confused as the others.

"Son, what are you going to do about Dick? Isn't this going to put him in more or less of a killing mood?" Bobby looked concerned as the box was loaded onto the dolly.

Dean grunted while trying to get the box in place and answered, "We tell him the job went south and give him the money back and hope he doesn't use our entrails as next Christmas' garlands."

Sam gave Dean a level look, "Dean, what do we do about the other box?"

"We get that back. And we destroy it."

All others, except Castiel, looked as confused as virgin boys trying to undo a bra.

"Ah, Dean-o? You wanna share with the rest of the class?" Gabriel needed to know for sure that his captain's brain hadn't been damaged while he was missing. But Castiel interrupted the confused crew.

"Dean. We have visitors. Should I get them complementary beverages?" He looked up at his captain from where he was looking before at the ramp of the Impala, where eight burly looking men from Dick's escort were standing. They all looked pissed. Sam moved over to Gabriel and Balthazar slowly.

Dean looked up at the ceiling for a moment and cursed quietly before answering, "No Cas, why don't you go back to your room for a bit." He replied softy, and without seeing if Castiel had listened to him, he walked towards the top of the ramp to face the men.


Yay! The crew is back together again!