This is a crossover of Stargate and Supernatural.

Of Angels and Stargates.

Part 10

James walked down the hallway of his mother's home, it was night time, but he could not understand why the lights wouldn't work. Every room he went to he would try the lights, but they remained off. He walked up to one door and tried to open it, but it was stuck fast. He walked to another one and it opened to a nursery with a woman that at first he thought was his mother, but when she turned around he saw that it wasn't and he had never seen her before. He followed her to another room where a little boy was sitting in his bed.

James was getting a little freaked out by all this, but he stayed and watched as the woman tickled the boy and tucked him in. He followed her out and then the house shifted and he was back in the nursery, James could smell the burning flesh and he looked up and saw that the woman was on the ceiling, being burnt alive. He closed his eyes and put his hands over his ears as he heard the screams of the man that had busted open the door, only to find his wife on the ceiling.

The room shifted again but this time to a burning waste land that made him think he was in hell. He heard the screams of men and women being tortured. He heard the laughter of the ones doing the torture. He opened his eyes and saw men hanging from hooks that were buried deep with in their flesh. He felt himself reach out to one and he felt the heat of his flesh burning, he tired to close his nose to the smell of death and decay, but it was overwhelming.

He pulled his hand free and when he opened his eyes he saw a bright glowing orb in his hand and he felt the need to protect it at all cost. Then he looked up and saw the most terrifying thing of his life and it was staring at him. James froze where he stood, and for the life of him he couldn't move. He felt his whole body shaking and he could here a voice echoing as if he was in a cave it kept saying one name.

Castiel, he kept hearing that name, over and over and it kept getting louder until it was like a screeching sound in his ears. And then everything went quite, the only sound he could hear was his own breathing. Then he heard the sounds of crumbling.

He looked over suddenly and saw a wall crumbing and then he felt the air being sucked in around him and it was pulling him in. He started screaming as he tried to grab a hold of something, anything to keep him from being pulled in, but everything that he grabbed would just fall with him and being sucked into the wall. He started really screaming as he felt himself being pulled in. He saw the impressions on the floor from where his fingers dug in to concret.

"JAMES, Wake up!" Jade screamed shaking her brother hard. Their mother was on the other side trying to wake him up and he came too with a scream, flailing his arms, hitting his sister and knocking her off the bed as he sat up gasping for breath.

"James! Oh thank god," Samantha said breathing again with tears in her eyes as she held the trembling form of her son.

James looked around frantically and then looked down at himself and felt himself waking up a little more, he finally started breathing normally.

"Jade? What the hell are you doing on the floor?" James asked his sister as she climbed back up and onto the bed.

"It's where you knocked me, are you okay?" Jade answered still worried. She glanced at their mother as she held her brother's hand. They both had a look of concern clearly etched on their faces.

"Yeah, I think so," James said in a daze. Then he remembered his dream and he pushed off both his sister and mother as he raced to his bathroom and vomited up everything he had left in his stomach. He felt his mother's soothing hands reach out for him and then felt a wet wash cloth being draped over the back of his neck. He was pulled back into his mother's arms and finally he felt safe.

"That was some dream honey, you want to talk about it?" his mother whispered in his ear. He shook his head and just lay in his mother's embrace. His sister came up and handed him a glass of cold water and he took a sip and spit it out in the toilet and then drank the whole glass dry.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you Jade." James said softly as he saw his sister smile.

"Nothing that hasn't happen before, I think I can handle anything you throw at me." Jade shrugged it off as if nothing had happen. She had came over to see her mother and was startled as she and her mother heard the most terrifying screams coming from upstairs, then finding her brother in the throws of a very horrifying nightmare had made her pause then she had raced over.

James held up his hand and saw Jade reach for it and helped him stand. They both helped their mother to stand. He stopped as he felt her hands reach up to cup his face and looked as if she could see into his soul. "Are you sure your okay sweetie?"

"No, that dream, mom it felt so real." James said in a near whisper. He could never really hide anything from his parents, he loved them to much. "I'm sure I'll be fine after some coffee."

"James that was one hell of a nightmare, boarding on night terror, but that wouldn't make sense since it's the middle of morning." Jade said as she walked her brother to the kitchen. Sam was pouring her son a cup of coffee and she placed it in front of her son.

James held the steaming cup in his hands, and the feeling of heat made him let the cup go. Sam ran her fingers through James hair. "Maybe you should see the base psychologist; maybe she can help you understand the dream."

"That is a good idea James; personally I don't ever want to see that again." Jade said pouring out her cold coffee.

"Maybe, I will." James said standing up and walking back to his room to change clothes, he totally didn't see his mother and sister exchanging looks of shock.

"I think that nightmare really scared him mom." Jade said looking at the door where her brother had exited. Samantha could only nod.

"Hey Sammy, found anything yet?" Dean asked coming in still buttoning up his shirt. He looked up and saw Sam jerk in his direction.

"No, nothing yet." Sam said as he looked back down at the paper he was reading.

"Maybe we should summon Crowley and kill the bastard." Dean said pouring himself some coffee. He stopped and looked at Sam as he heard the paper rip.

"I think we should just wait to see if Crowley strikes again." Sam said looking at the wall in front of him.

"Well I think my idea is better, I don't want anything to happen to Cas. He deserves to live his life with out demons out to get him." Dean said taking a sip of the hot liquid.

"Is that all you can think of? Cas this and Cas that, I am so sick of hearing about that damn angel." Sam snapped as Dean looked up quickly with a confused look at his brother's outburst.

"Sammy what the hell?" was the only thing Dean could think of saying. He was surprised with the look of rage on his brother's face.

"Oh please, like you didn't see this coming. I am so sick of you and your angel, every since he came into our life, you have been up his ass, and I am tired of it. It used to be just the two of us, and now we can't be in the same room with each other with out you looking like you just want to be with that man. It's sickening and I hate it." Sam breathed in with a look of extreme rage. He grabbed his cup and slammed it into the sink breaking it into four pieces and walked out with Dean just staring as the door slammed shut.

"Like you didn't see this coming," Sok'Ra said inside his mind echoing what Sam had said.

To be continued

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Meriadeth