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Warnings: Contains MPREG. Don't like don't read.
~Chapter Ten~
Everything was still a little fuzzy when Sam found himself coming to. He almost yelped when something came into his view from the corner of his eyes and he couldn't make out who it was. He paused and squeezed his eyes shut, hoping to relieve the lightheadedness he was experiencing. After a minute, he sat up only to have the room begin to spin. In reality, he felt a lot better than he had and that was saying something. The fuzziness had cleared up and everything was starting to come into focus. All he needed was to get the room to stop looking like it was spinning. It was like he had previously ridden a tilt a world ride.
"Sam, are you okay?" Sam jumped and removed his arm from Kristen's reach. He didn't know how she reacted to it but still thought of her as a possible threat.
"Ya idjit, you had us scared to death!" He turned at the sound of Bobby's voice and swore he could almost kiss him. He didn't want to be left alone in a room with her without knowing.
"-Well ain't ya?" Sam was brought of his thoughts at that moment and blinked at him. Bobby looked murderous. He must have had a lot to deal with as it was being paralyzed and all. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he could tell Bobby was really trying to fight it though.
"Kristen, could you possibly step outside for a moment?"
She nodded although she looked curious and Sam couldn't blame her. He was damn well confused about anything that was going on at the moment. He moved to sit up further, taking it as an accomplishment when he didn't feel the instant rush of blood to his head or the lightheadedness he had experienced earlier on.
"So boy, you gonna explain what's going on?" Sam still was confused. He didn't do anything but faint. Come to think of it, Sam couldn't even remember what he could have possibly done to warrant a talk alone with the man. "Sam I'm not stupid."
"I don't know why you would believe I'd think that of you," Sam told him truthfully. He flinched when Bobby had thrown the folders he was holding onto the floor.
"What the hell are you gonna do Sam? You're brother and that angel may not know but you know they ain't stupid either! You aren't going to be able to hide for much longer-"
Sam suddenly went pale just at the thought that Bobby could know. He didn't want him to find out before he told them! He wanted to be able to tell them, not to have them find out but he misjudged Bobby. He turned to the folder that Bobby had dropped and arched an eyebrow. That looked like the plans to the mental institution. It was definitely not the building he had previously saw both in the place and in the dream. For one, there wasn't-His face went a shade paler.
"Sam, listen I know you don't want to tell us but you can't be hunting in your condition-"Sam just nodded to appease Bobby all the while grabbing the folders off the floor and thumbing through them.
It just didn't make any sense. Why target places that people really didn't like being in the first place? A place where the criminally insane went as well. There had been previous problems with uprisings and the counties were talking about removing it. The water plant had been dangerous, causing miscarriages and all sorts of birth defects. Reverting to the ways the rest of the state went by, they were definitely making it better, but it was at the costs of human lives! Who would want to get justice and at the same time make something better? The trickster popped to mind but he quickly crossed that out. He didn't seem to be this sadistic and cruel. He targeted only the cruel tempered, not the victims-
"Sam are you even listening to me?" Sam stopped, looking up at Bobby's angry face. He hadn't but he thought he had gotten the gist of it. He knew some secret of Sam's and Sam didn't want to confirm it just yet.
"I'm listening," he told him slowly.
"Yeah and what was the last thing I said?" Bobby looked smug when Sam couldn't answer. He became solemn though and said, "Sam what are you going to do with a baby?"
Sam closed his eyes realizing that it was finally out. He had only found out but he couldn't really say anything against it. Bobby sighed and Sam reopened them, glancing down at the folders in hand. A page was sticking in an odd angle and after playing with it a bit, he was able to pull it out without tearing anything.
He felt sick.
"Sam, you look like you're gonna throw-"He quickly grabbed a trash can and pushed Sam's head into it. Just because he was in a wheel chair didn't mean that he was useless damn it! He wouldn't allow himself to be. He waited until Sam was finished and then quirked his eyebrow. "What's this about Sam?"
"Where are Dean and Cas?" Sam demanded. He hadn't asked Bobby's question.
"I said what-"
"I said where are they Bobby!" Bobby wasn't stupid and seeing the panicked look, he sighed. "They called about thirty minutes before you woke up. They're heading towards the plant-"
"Tell them to go to the mental institution. We have to meet them there!"
"Sam," Bobby tried to argue. "Are you thinking about the baby?"
"Bobby, that's not important right now! People are going to keep dying if we can't stop it right here, right now!"
Sam grabbed his jacket, covering the small growing bump from view. He couldn't care how Bobby came to know, they had to stop this now. It was in the papers all along. How could he have been so stupid? Bobby followed him despite being a little hesitant and halted once he realized one thing.
"Where the hell did Kristen go? I told her to stay around here!"
"Bobby aren't you listening? The real Kristen has been dead for fifteen years now!"
The man eyed him like he was crazy. He couldn't understand how things were yet but Sam was sure that once he explained it, things would clear up for him. Sighing, he got into the car and waited for Bobby to as well.
"Sam, you just woke up and Dean ain't going to be happy about this one bit-"
"The biggest evidence that Kristen died is right here!" Sam pressed his finger over the one passage in the page and Bobby's eyes widened.
"I'll be damned. So Kristen Fairywheather is a ghost?" Sam shook his head. "Then what is it Sam? I don't have all day to play who it is-"
Sam rolled his eyes, moistening his lips before replying quickly, cutting Bobby off.
"It's a nephilim. That's how we got that nice big warning in the forest. The-"
"How could we be dealing with an angel without Cas knowing about it?" Bobby had a point there but so did Sam.
"She could shift into any person she wants; she could hide herself from anybody, and play the act of an innocent girl who's been dead!" Sam paused, watching as Bobby hesitantly got into the van. He knew Bobby didn't like it one bit but he could not just let this go. Someone was going to get hurt and even worse, another person could die.
"So if you say that there's actually a hybrid running around because their parents didn't love them enough then what are we doing?" Bobby asked giving him a hard look.
"Bobby the reason we have to worry is because Kristen is the one. She knew we would eventually catch up and she stayed to find out what we would do-"
"Kristen? Damn, this is why we don't strategize in front of supposed civilians. How'd you know anyways?" Sam pulled out of the parking space and onto the road before telling him.
"I had a vision," he admitted meekly.
"A vision? Wait a vision!" Bobby didn't know what he had wanted to hear but this was getting worse and not better at all. "I best be calling Dean now."
Balls, Bobby thought. The phone kept ringing and eventually he left a message before turning back to Sam.
"He's alright. You know you're brother. You both have the same stubbornness and refuse to die. It'll be okay."
Sam just nodded.
"So the hospital thankfully is okay," Dean announced cheerfully. They pulled outside the building when Bobby called and demanded the update. Hanging up, Dean pulled out of the lot, turning on Metallica and grinning in amusement when Cas was barely able to disguise his annoyance. "You have been hanging out with Sam for far too long. What do you two do anyways?"
Cas continued to stare out of the window and Dean sighed.
"I'm worried about Sam too but Bobby said he's fine. He's sleeping peacefully because you used your angel mojo so he could. I never thanked you for looking after my brother Cas-"
"Don't bother. I do it because I want to."
Dean nodded, confused.
Of course Cas would do something like that. He rolled his eyes wondering if angels had hearts like humans. Sam's one fault and underlying undoing was he had a heart of gold. He was the one that had the empathy and sympathized with people. It surprised him that Cas didn't take to Sam right away when it was Sam and not Dean that prayed. Sam hadn't needed proof to know that angels were real either.
"Cas, why are you doing all that for Sam? I know you hadn't in the beginning-"
"I don't think you understand. You and Sam are my charges no matter what mistakes you make is up to you. I'm just here to make sure you don't die," he paused as if considering what he was going to say. "Again."
Of course he had to learn that. The one at fault had to be either Sam or Bobby and Dean shuddered just wondering what else they could have taught him. Turning to the front he heard his phone ring and hastily moved to get it out of his pocket. Once he was able to, the phone ceased ringing. Looking over at Cas, Dean knew that the angel wasn't happy with having to leave Sam "unguarded". He just hoped that he cheered up soon. A hunt always cheered Dean up after all.
He played the answering machine and cursed after listening to Bobby's voice telling them that they had to go to the mental institution now and that Sam was with him. Damn it, he thought. Why couldn't Sam just do things the easy way? He always had to push himself and if he failed at something, he took it harder than anyone else he knew.
"Change of plans-"
"We're going to the mental institution," Cas said interrupting him.
Dean arched his eyebrows before wiggling them in amusement. Cas didn't do anything other than continuously look dejected and Dean almost wished he had taken Bobby instead. Bobby had been worried as well though and he had just been out checking the storage units so Dean thought the man needed a little break. He should have realized that with Sam, it would be anything but.
"Tell me the truth Cas, do you like my brother?" He stopped at the stop light, almost cursing up a storm but decided that they were probably closer to the damn place than Bobby and Sam were.
"I like you too Dean. I don't get at-"
"No do you like like my brother?" Dean rolled his eyes heavenward wondering if the angel even knew what he meant. "Do you have a crush on my brother? You know like how someone would love another type thing? I couldn't help but notice that something must have happened between you two. Cas, do you like my brother?"
Cas remained silent for a moment and Dean figured he wouldn't say anything. That was fine too, he thought sarcastically. Of course the fact remained that Cas was way too naïve. Had to be the side effect of being an angel. Speaking of angels, Dean glanced his way again before noticing the light turned green and turned back to the road. He still felt the need to ask though.
"So say that a half angel that has a soul ends up surviving and not being too much of a preemie. Then what happens to them? Do they still end up being morally bankrupt?" He rolled his eyes again before adding for Cas's sake. "Do they still have wrong morals?"
"If a half angel with a soul developed enough do you realize how much the other angels will hate the one that made them? There's a reason they don't survive in the beginning, it's because they're not supposed to. There is in theory a prophecy though and I think it portrays an archangel."
Dean was really interested in that now.
"So if a half angel survives they blame the daddy angel? And if they did survive how powerful are they?"
Cas took a moment to answer but when he did, Dean listened to every word all the while continued with watching the road in front of him. He even turned down the music as well. This was one thing that he had thought of asking earlier but now that Cas was in tuned, he was glad he waited.
"There's a prophecy that a baby would be born half and half. Half angel and half human, my guess would be the father being an archangel. Of course the power that the baby is said to have is immense. Powers before they are even born, the ability to give the one to carry them power beyond belief and then after birth, the baby would be a force to be reckoned with. The reason they would be angry with an angel is because that is too much power for one angel or person to have. Just imagine all that raw power. Could you imagine what that would do to heaven?"
"I would be more worried about how that would impact time out time."
Cas gave what Dean could only thing was equivalent to one of Sam's bitch faces. He smirked before parking the car near the curb. Getting out of the care towards the trunk, Dean was amused. Of course he would learn one of Sam's best facial expressions. The angel thing was interesting enough and he was right. How do you ground a hybrid angel when they could travel to anywhere they wanted in the blink of an eye? Better hope they are either a daddy's girl or a mommy's boy, he reasoned.
"Whatever you say, it would only convince me that you have been watching too much Charmed." At Cas's confused look, Dean kept on. "It's a TV show about three witches. They have a son that is part angel, part human and they call him the twice blessed one. Believe me, after hearing what you said about most hybrids with a soul actually dying, I need some amusement. I mean how could you tell a parent no matter whom they are that their baby has less of a chance because they decided to get it on with an angel in the first place? They loved them unconditionally and they love the baby but because it's a hybrid that happens to have a soul, the baby can't survive."
Cas sighed.
"I was afraid you and Sam would be saddened by the idea, Sam especially though. I know you don't like it Dean and that is why it is forbidden because of the consequences either way. A baby is powerful enough if they were half demon. Cambions happen a lot more often and even with a soul their demon side makes them a colder person. They do have a higher survival rate though based on births. It's like one in every fifty is born alive, a lot better than the nephilim ratio which is one in every five million and it's not like angels do things to try to get a human pregnant. Which is why most are born without a soul; those ones definitely live, by the way."
"That's not a comforting thought Cas, it's like saying that we are dealing with one of those right now and the reason we don't know is because they're off your radar," Dean laughed at his own joke but ceased after realizing that Cas wasn't joining in. "Don't tell me-"
"It could very well be the reason. There they are anyways."
Dean looked over and sure enough, there was Bobby and Sam. Would they really be messing with a half angel that had no soul?
Sighing, he closed the trunk and went over to meet them.
Hopefully they could wrap this case up.
"So let me get this straight, Kristen is an evil bitch who isn't really who she says she is. She's a half angel that was wronged back when she was a small child?"
"Yeah, she was abused by her father as a young child and even sexually abused. She became crazy wondering if her baby was really there. She couldn't handle the pain and finding out her mother had slept with an angel and caused her to be powerful must not have helped. She can definitely hide herself well."
Dean huffed kicking down the back door before flashing the light in the direction of the entrance. It was definitely nasty. There was blood crusted and dried everywhere. Where it wasn't crusted over, there was what looked like icky goo. Taking a deep breath, he gave the signal that all was clear.
"So we can say that this chick was getting revenge on the human race because of her douche bag of a father," he saw Cas give him a look and sighed. "Well sorry but if that isn't her real name than what is it?"
"I would think Chloe is her real name. Chloe Stephens. She was adopted by her mother's boyfriend when she was four months old and the guy did nothing but beat her. Her mother went on to marry the man and had a younger daughter by the name of Gabriella. They are all deceased though. The mother she poisoned, the father slashed in the throat, and Gabriella happens to be the first victim of her delusions. She allowed her sister to feel the pain of losing a child. She was committed but it didn't stick either for she had slaughtered everyone in here." Sam paused trying to see if he left anything out. "Oh and she is working with demons to make things worse."
"Of course, an angel working with a demon is always the worst thing possible. Why not make angel/demon babies. I'm sure with a soul, they'd definitely survive." He ignored Cas's glare and Sam's bitch face but couldn't dodge Bobby's hand upside his head.
"Boy, they wouldn't have a soul and we would be in the same predicament." At Dean's look Bobby glared. "You think that everyone thinks of this stuff when they become pregnant. I have reasons to believe that the mother was ashamed of her little girl and simply didn't care what happened to her. It would have been better to have her adopted. She could have grown to deny her true nature then."
"Yet she had a reputation to contend to," Sam continued to explain. "The mother was the daughter of a wealthy business man, the one in charge of the water plant. When Chloe killed her family, she felt that the other town wrongfully took what was hers. So these killings made the other county abandon them in their time of need and she is getting everything." Finding that the elevator had indeed worked now, they got in only to have it close on them. It was grimy and just plain nasty and Sam almost gagged at just the smell alone.
"That's just great Sam but how could you have put this together when Cas couldn't even put one of them together?" That was an excellent question and one Sam didn't want to tell. He'd have to mention his baby and Sophie and he really wanted to wait.
"The death certificate of Kristen's and the admittance form of all patients sent to the institution fifteen years ago. Plus I may have had a couple of visions," Sam muttered the last part.
There was a moment of silence in which Dean stared at him in disbelief. Sam gulped knowing that he got part of it out and was very much dreading getting the last part. There was no way Dean was going to be satisfied with only half.
"What the hell Sam? Did you think it wasn't worth to mention that you were having visions that were causing you to pass out?" Dean was yelling and Sam flinched but remained silent. "You could have been a victim to that bitch!"
Sam found himself wanting to vomit and thankfully the elevator dinged and they found themselves on the roof. He exited in time so that he could take a big gulp of fresh air without the need to gag or empty his stomach.
"I didn't want to worry you guys-"
"What else has been going on and if you say nothing I'm going to sock you one!" Dean warned when Sam opened his mouth.
"I saw a little girl," Sam finally said. "She's not evil though. She has been helping me and when I had that horrible nose bleed, she stopped the pain. Sophie wouldn't do anything like that."
Cas looked confused and even Dean arched an eyebrow at that. Bobby was the one that was more or less, unsatisfied with that answer. They believed Kristen was okay too and it turned out she was a girl by the name of Chloe that killed people because of what step daddy did and the fact that mommy never loved her.
"Sophie could be just as evil as Chloe Sam." Dean tried telling him. Sam shook his head and Dean gave him a glare. "How can you be certain that she's good when everyone else were hearing their baby's voice but never saw them? How could you be certain she isn't the good version of Chloe trying to help you either?"
"Because she's my daughter," Sam finally answered and at their look Sam hastened with the explanation. "She was born last year but only survived five hours past birth. She is older than she should be I know but she hasn't once tried to kill me. She was the reason I found the enochian symbol and the reason I wasn't in pain anymore. Hell she's the reason I know Kristen isn't who she says she is-"
"She's your daughter Sam and you failed to mention that?" Bobby made like he was going to add his input but was stopped by Dean. "Sam just because she has your blood doesn't mean she's absolutely good-"
"She's Cas's daughter too though and there's no one as good as Cas Dean!"
Silence definitely rang with that last one and Cas's face crumbled. He had a daughter and he hadn't even known her. He froze realizing that he had somehow helped in the creation of a little girl that failed to survive. This was worse than he'd ever thought. He angrily wondered if this was why Sam refused to talk to him about Ruby. Sam did all that after Cas got too busy and he thought somehow he had neglected him but as it turns out, he lost Cas's baby!
"Sam, please say it isn't true," Cas said.
Sam said nothing though and as much as he wanted Sam to deny everything; his silence hurt the same as if he were to admit it himself...
"That's not all though. I'm-"He was actually thinking of telling him now and he knew he must be crazy but before he could get the words out, Bobby seemed to be trying to say something. Sam gulped, trying to work out what he wanted to say that if he realized he had been slowly backing up during the confrontation, he probably would have stopped and listened to what Bobby was trying to warn him about. All too sudden, he found himself slipping and his brain hadn't even had the chance to catch up with him.
In horror, Dean ran but failed to catch his brother. He cursed at himself for not noticing the fire escape right there. He ran down the flight of stairs to the bottom and shouted at him. He had to wake up and tell him he was fine. But Sam was unconscious and there was a trail of blood pooling near his head. He didn't want to believe that Sam had somehow hit his head on the fall because that was bad.
"SAM!" Dean quickly tried to access where the head wound was without actually moving him. There was two things their father had taught them about serious injuries. If they hurt their head badly enough, they were to forego trying to treat it themselves and to go straight to the hospital and if they took enough physical trauma, don't move them and call an ambulance. It was never good to mess with someone that badly hurt in case they messed with the spine and caused paralysis. To his horror, he noticed a good sized cut on his forehead. "SAM!"
Cas seemed to be momentarily frozen and Dean couldn't blame him. He wouldn't be alright after finding out he had been a father without even knowing it and that the child had already been dead for a year. Where was he when Cas was this involved with Sam anyways? Bobby looked angered by the fact that he couldn't help and Dean knew if he hadn't been paralyzed, he would be down in an instant to help. Their eyes met finally and Dean did the only thing he could think of.
"Call 911! NOW!"
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