A/N: don't own don't sue

Full Summary: Sequel to Hell Hath No Fury. Dean and Sam have found a way out of Dean's bargain and pay a visit to Maddy who is back in the States and working in a museum. Naturally she gets swept up into more hunting, and back on the road with Dean.

Pairings: DeanOFC SamOFC

Rating: M for language and eventual sex scenes

Lyrics at the beginning from 'Halo' by Beyonce

The Devil's Road

Chapter NineHalo

Remember those walls I built
Well baby they are tumbling down
And they didn't even put up a fight
They didn't even make a sound
I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now

It's like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
It's the risk that I'm taking
I ain't never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away

I can see your halo
I can feel your halo
I can see your halo
I can feel your halo

Hit me like a ray of sun
Burning through my darkest night
You're the only one that I want
Think I'm addicted to your light
I swore I'd never fall again
But this don't even feel like falling
Gravity can't begin
To pull me back to the ground again

It's like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
It's the risk that I'm taking
I'm never gonna shut you out

Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away

I can see your halo
I can feel your halo
I can see your halo
I can feel your halo

"So what's going on?" Maddy asked as she nudged the bags dumped on the ground around the boot of the Impala, leaning against the car and watching Dean as he checked that all their weapons were in there before he piled bags on top of them.

"Apparently our friends downstairs have picked a new bull's eye and we're the cavalry."

Maddy sighed and ran a hand back through her hair distantly, reaching up and tying it back in a loose ponytail. She was having trouble figuring out whether he was giving her the cold shoulder because they'd slept together or if it was something else. Some stupid male reason probably.

"Better get going then, huh."

He didn't reply or even lift his head out of the trunk and she rolled her eyes irritably, heading back into the house to finish packing up her stuff in the room that she'd been using. She was busy tossing her clothes haphazardly into various bags when Sam stuck his head around her door, a duffel bag under his arm.

"You almost ready? Dean's about to blow a gasket down there."

She nodded and gave her room a last sweeping glance, checking she hadn't left anything behind that she'd need any time soon. When she was satisfied, she handed the heaviest of her bags, those with her books and shoes in, over to Sam with a grin. They traipsed downstairs, a task made much easier now that Maddy had cleaned up the various clutter that used to be clogging them up, and met Bobby in the hallway downstairs by the front door.

"You kids stay safe now." He told them, his hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans and rocking backwards and forwards on his heels.

Sam reached out and shook hands with him but Maddy dropped her bags and threw her arms around his neck and gave him a bone-crunching hug. He returned it a little awkwardly and she grinned over his shoulder, pulling back and kissing his cheek.

"Thanks Bobby." She smiled at him sweetly but he could see at the back of her eyes that something was bothering her. "Let me know if you can't find anything around here anymore."

He chuckled as she pulled away from him and followed Sam out to the Impala. They found Dean already in the driver's seat with a black look on his face, tapping his fingers impatiently on the steering wheel and glaring at them both as they leisurely made their way around to the back of the car.

"We've kind of got a time frame here." He pointed out irritably as she helped Sam load her stuff into the boot, the pair of them exchanging a look and then giggling.

"Alright Delboy, keep your hair on we're coming." She snapped, completely not in the mood for any of his macho shit right now.

She climbed into the back of the car and leaned towards Sam expectantly, he wordlessly handed her a bunch of information on their endangered victim for her to research on the way. She dug her iPod out of her bag, selected the new Daughtry album and plugged the earphones into her ears. She settled down with a pile of newspapers and several files and records on the seat besides her.

"What did you just call me?" Dean demanded, looking affronted and a little confused as if he couldn't tell whether she was insulting him or not.

She glanced up and caught Dean's reflection in the rear-view mirror with a goading look on her face as she defiantly propped her booted feet up on the back of Sam's seat and stretched out along the back seat. He narrowed his eyes at her but she smiled saucily back at him and fluttered her eyelashes.

"Jeez, get with the culture would ya. Classic… no legendary, British comedy?"

He muttered something unintelligible under his breath and started the Impala, the familiar vibrations soothing him somewhat as he swung out of Bobby's driveway.

He stared at her for a while and she stared right back, before lowering her eyes to the police report open in her lap. If he was going to be a jackass about it then he could just go screw himself, because she certainly wasn't going to be doing it for him any time soon.

"I figured you two would have worked it out by now."

She could hear Sam's words through the music playing in her ears and she carefully kept her gaze on the page before her. The face staring back at her was a mug shot pinned to the police record they had illegally obtained. Apparently a thief named Matt Lewis was Hell's next target for something unlikely to be very pleasant. A cute thief, she mentally amended as she studied his record and tried not to listen to the brothers' conversation.

"I don't want to talk about it, Sammy."

Typical Dean. She ground her teeth together irritably and turned her music up even louder. Bastard. She was not happy with this game he kept playing; hot and cold, hot and cold… he wants me but he doesn't. Men! She forced her thoughts back to the victim's file resting on her knees. She was supposed to be familiarising herself with him so that she could help figure out where they could find the guy… preferably before the demons got their slimy digits on him. Judging from the amount of times that he'd been arrested, he either wasn't a very good thief or he didn't mind getting caught.

She focused entirely on Matt Lewis from then on, reading everything from his school records onwards. She ignored the boys for the rest of the day, except to reply politely when they stopped for gas and Sam offered her some food. They drove in almost complete silence for most of the day and it wasn't long after sunset when they finally reached the last place Matt Lewis had been seen. It didn't take long for them to find the usual flea-bag dump to set up house in and Maddy was already stretched out in the surprisingly clean bathtub when the boys headed out to town to get a lead on this guy.

She lay back against the folded up towel behind her in the tub, growling irritably when her phone rang on the floor in the back pocket of her discarded jeans. She considered ignoring it for a while before finally leaning over and digging it out, concern wrinkling her brows when she saw Rowan's number on the screen.

"Hey kid, is everything alright?"

She relaxed when Rowan was just calling for a chat, filling her in on their recent hunts and gossiping about a cute guy she'd met a couple of towns back. It took her a while to get around to asking about Sam and when she finally did, Maddy could tell by the tone of her voice that she still had a particularly huge crush on baby Winchester. Maddy told Rowan about everything that they had been through, including last night with Dean and then Castiel's strange visit. She was just telling her about how hot Castiel was and her distrust for Ruby (that had been an awkward little moment from Rowan's reaction), when the other line on her phone beeped down her ear.

"Hang on, Rowan. Someone's on my other line." She clicked the button and held it back up to her wet ear, sitting up in the tub so she could top it up with some more hot water. "Yeah, hello?"

"Maddy?"

She scowled when Dean's voice, with a very angry edge to it, loudly assaulted her ear.

"What do you want?" She snapped, mentally deciding that if he was being held prisoner by demons (or even better a torture demon or something) then she was bloody well going to leave him to them.

"We've been arrested." He told her flatly, his tone telling her that he was not happy about it in the slightest which usually meant that his charming sweet talk had gotten the pair of them a less than comfortable cell for the night.

"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" She asked, barely able to suppress the grin on her face as she imagined how irritable he probably was right now.

"Well I was hoping that you could sell our story to the press." He barked, prompting her to give him an antagonising tut that made him practically snarl down the receiver at her.

After taking great pleasure in making him squirm for a little while longer she hung up, well aware that he wasn't actually sure whether she was really coming to bail them out or not. She basked in that knowledge for a while before remembering that Rowan was still waiting on the other line for her to pick back up.

"Sorry about that. The morons got themselves arrested… again."

Rowan seemed to be far more worried about it than Maddy was as she climbed awkwardly out of the tub and wrapped herself up in the big fluffy, surprising clean, robe.

"What are you going to do?" Rowan asked carefully, listening as Maddy laughed and struggled to get dressed under the robe with only one hand.

"I'm going to go and bail Sam out and maybe, if I have any money left over, Dean."

Rowan laughed and Maddy sighed; Rowan knew as well as she did that she'd never leave Dean in jail long enough for them to figure out who he really was. No matter how much he deserved it.


Wolf whistles and jeering made Dean's ears prick with attention. He swung his legs down from the wooden bench they called a bed around here and peered through the gloom towards the bars at the other end of the cell. He exchanged a look with Sam as Maddy came sauntering down the aisle towards them, her jeans and sweater sticking to her still damp skin and her wet hair pulled back in a plait. There was a guard following along behind her threatening the other inmates who called out to her on her way past. When she reached the gate of their cell, she propped her arms up against the bars and smirked down at them.

"My my… what a mess we've gotten ourselves into this time, boys."

Dean glowered at her but Sam shrugged apologetically, getting to his feet when the guard grudgingly unlocked the gate for them. Casting them suspicious looks as they approached Maddy.

"Thanks Maddy. You don't know what this means…"

Maddy cut him off as she handed them their jackets, and small paper bags filled with their wallets and other stuff.

"$500. That's what it means."

Dean opened his mouth to argue with her, knowing full well that she had used a fake credit card to bail them out which technically meant that they didn't owe her a thing, but Maddy and Sam both gave him a glare that told him to shut the hell up before they got re-arrested. After they had signed out of the jail they hurried back to the Impala, which Maddy had already packed their stuff into for them. Since the boys had walked across town to find Matt and they hadn't had time to unpack, it hadn't taken long. Maddy tossed Dean his keys and got into the car with a superior smirk.

"Well… now that you two have been arrested under false names and I had to use another false name to bail you out since I don't have a spare $400 lying around, it's hardly a good idea for us to hang around town looking for this guy until the local LEOs figure that little fact out." When Dean gave her an impatient look, she explained for him in a drawling slow voice as if she were talking to a particularly stupid child. "Law. Enforcement. Officers. Duh. I thought you were good at films and TV. Try and keep up with the acronyms."

Dean opened his mouth to explode at her but she had already turned away from him. They had barely made it onto the highway outside of town when Sam told Dean to pull over, claiming his laptop was in the trunk and he needed it to check on something for the case. Dean pulled over just as the heavens opened and rain bucketed down, thundering against the roof of the car. Sam gave Dean a look but he just shrugged and Sam scowled, climbing out of the car and holding his jacket over his head. Maddy guiltily remembered that his laptop was at the bottom of the pile but thought it best not to point that out to him right now.

She studied Dean's stony profile for a while, lightening flashing outside the car and illuminating the interior in a brief flash of blinking light. She sighed and leaned forwards, wrapping her arms around Dean's neck from behind. He looked surprised at her actions but didn't say anything or move to shift her arms.

"Why are you mad at me?" She murmured, pressing her cheek against the back of his neck and inhaling his familiar scent.

"I'm not." He said shortly, absently lifting one hand to caress both of hers still twined at his throat.

"What's wrong then?" She asked as she coiled her fingers around his and held them tightly in one hand, her other caressing the bare skin above the round neck of his t-shirt.

"I'm worried." He finally admitted after sitting in silence for a while, pondering his explanation and enjoying her feather-light caresses.

The rain was pounding harder than ever against the Impala, sheets of rain making rhythmic soothing sounds against the windows and roof and they could hear Sam rooting around unhappily in the boot, muttering to himself. She leaned even closer to him, pressing against the seat between them and lowering her voice even further.

"What about?"

He shook his head without answering her and she sighed, briefly pressing her lips against the base of his neck where it met his shoulders. She felt him shiver against her and she leant her forehead against spot where her lips had just been.

"I love you." She breathed, wondering if he remembered her saying it the night before as he continued to watch the window wipers swooshing rain backwards and forwards across the front window in silence.

Eventually he turned around to face her, moving so quickly that he startled her a little. She jerked back in surprise but he had kept hold of her hand and he tugged her back towards him. She held her breath in anticipation, almost breaking out in nervous giggles when the sudden wild thought that he might be about to tell her that he loved her entered her head. She smiled when he continued to look at her in silence, an unreadable expression clouding his face. She kissed him. He drew her towards him until they were as close together as their uncomfortable positions and the seat between them would allow. Maddy was a little taken aback by the passion and neediness that filled Dean's embrace, his lips almost rough and possessive against hers.

"Oh well that's lovely isn't it?"

They reluctantly broke apart when Sam scattered raindrops all over them darting back into his seat and shaking out his hair and jacket like a wet dog. He gave them an "oh please" look as he slammed the door shut and pulled his laptop out from inside his jacket.

"I'm out there getting soaked and you're in here steaming up the windows."

Maddy rolled her eyes at him and sat back in her seat, a stupid goofy grin on her flushed face.

"Well you're the one who buried your laptop at the bottom of your bag." Dean countered, starting the car again and pulling back onto the highway.

"I didn't know we'd get arrested!" Sam protested, turning up the heater and typing his password into his laptop.

"Well you shouldn't be so loud when we're busy breaking into the Town Hall, then maybe we wouldn't have been arrested in the first place… and you better not have got everything in my trunk wet while you were out there."

Maddy put her iPod back on to cover Sam's angry retort, well aware that they could go on like this for as long as it took to find somewhere far enough away that the sheriff of this town wouldn't be looking for them. No one could drag out a pointless argument like these boys could.


mssammydean – it's probably an angel's duty to be all cryptic-like it's part of the intrigue and whatnot.

Shakespeare-is-Love – glad you liked it and there shall be more Castiel later on but he's such a hard character to write!

a sam – thanks a lot I hope you like this one too