Witch Hunt

By

Ava Brett

Disclaimer

None of the characters mentioned in the below piece of fiction belong to me in any shape or form. I am merely using them for my own personal entertainment.

Author Note

So it might look like I've been very quiet over this weekend but in fact I've been working extremely hard for you on Witch Hunt. I have gone back through the chapter, rewriting parts of it, reediting other parts so it all makes sense in the master plan I have going on.

There are two major plot lines interacting with each other. Of course there is the whole Castiel/Dean, Gabriel/Sam saga which is still very much ongoing and then there is the second plot line which is mentioned in the below chapter for the first time. Both plots will eventually merge together.

Clearly Witch Hunt is going to be a long story but I really hope you stay with me on it and keep reading because it will be worth it.

If you have the time I would suggest going to the beginning and reading from there but if you don't have the time then you should read from chapter eight onwards because that is the chapter where I changed something around which will end up being eventually important in the grand scales of things. Especially when it comes to Dean and explaining why he is special.

So yep, this story has pretty much ended up with about ten thousand words extra but oh well… that will satisfy the people who don't like short chapters lol!

Enjoy

Overall Summary

Sam and Dean Winchester's lives are turned upside down by the arrival of Gabriel and Castiel Novak, hunters whose reputation precede them. They know that the Hunters are after them but when Castiel marks Dean as his own, the brothers realise how truly screwed they actually are. Now it's a race against time to not only hide who they are from the Novaks but to try and obey the rules of the coven which state they must use their powers against them. Now they must make a decision, their coven or the loves of their lives?

Chapter Summary

Sam and Dean have a talk in the impala about what could be…

Overall Romance

Castiel Novak/Dean Winchester and Gabriel Novak/Sam Winchester

Chapter Romances

Mentions of Castiel Novak / Dean Winchester

Chapter Ten

You know it's the right thing to do Dean

Dean slammed the door to the impala shut behind him, wanting to scream his rage to the clear blue sky above them. He was shaking from the suppressed emotions of rage and disgust which he could barely keep contained in his body. Only the knowledge that he would injure Sam and probably damage his car beyond repair kept him from losing control like he wanted to do.

The minute that Sam was in the car, Dean started the engine wanting to get as far away from Ellen and the Roadhouse as he possibly could. Even the sound of his baby's healthy purr wasn't enough to sooth his growing anger. He reversed the car out of the parking lot and drove off, not bothering to look back at the place in his mirror as he headed to the main road which would lead them back to Lawrence.

They still had two hours in which to get back to their bar in time to open it for the evening rush. Dean had never wanted to be there so much in his life, all he wanted to do was to lose him self in the simple, familiar routine of the place, focusing his attention on cooking rather then his chaotic thoughts and emotions. Cooking was simple; it was living which was the difficult part.

He was aware of Sam watching him but he didn't look over to him not wanting to initiate a conversation with his brother until he knew his rage was well under control. The last thing he wanted to do was snap at Sam and say something he would end up regretting when the younger man hadn't earned it. Sam had come with him to face Ellen, having his back just like he always did. He didn't deserve Dean's anger, only one person did and she was sitting back in that bar probably loving the turn of events.

Dean breathed in deeply, forcing his anger to the side so he could focus on the problem at hand and figure out what the hell he was going to do now.

It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that going to Ellen's had been a terrible mistake on his part but it was one he couldn't take back now however much he might want to. He would have to obey her order which meant encouraging the bond that was between him and the Hunter. He would have to encourage Castiel, use him and pluck the information he needed from Castiel's mind for them to use against the Hunters.

That part of the plan wouldn't be difficult. Castiel was extremely attractive, exactly the sort of man who Dean found himself gravitating towards naturally. Dean could easily picture him self flirting with the other man, reeling him in easily enough before sealing the deal with him, making the bond unbreakable but god he didn't want to, at least not in this way. He wanted it to be something which was his own choice. He wanted to sleep with Castiel because he wanted to, not because of a mark on his palm or because a psycho bitch were forcing him into it and yet what choice did he have?

Ellen's threat about coming to Lawrence lay heavy on his mind, producing a small trickle of fear down his spine. Witches came to Lawrence and the surrounding areas to be under Dean's protection, most had come from Ellen needing a change in life and pace or because they feared that Ellen would kill them if she saw them again. Witches, supernatural creatures and even humans could come to Dean and request sanctuary from him and Dean as the Maiden, had the power to grant it if he felt they were worthy of his protection. Once they were under his protection then they were safe from everyone, there was only two being which he knew of for sure who were more powerful then he was, Ellen unfortunately being one of them, the other one was the Crone.

If it came down to it then Dean could fight Ellen but he was unsure whether he would actually be strong enough to take her out. It had been years since he had to battle anyone who had power which was on an equal level to his own. The closest he had was Sam and Dean would always hold back worried that he would lose control and take it too far injuring his brother in the process.

Then there was the small matter of Ben, Dean couldn't risk Ellen finding out about his son, there was simply no way of telling what she would do if she knew the Winchester-Campbell bloodline had been continued. She still believed as far as Dean knew that he and Sam were the last of their line. Dean had no doubt that Ellen had some sort of master plan which included Dean and Sam he just didn't know what exactly it was yet though he was determined to find out somehow.

So the only choice for him at that moment in time was to do exactly what Ellen had commanded him to do, however much his soul might balk at the mere idea of having to be her agent again. She had been right about one thing though; Dean's loyalty did still lie completely with his coven and his people.

"So" he said softly breaking the silence in the car. "That went fairly well I thought" he looked at Sam, with a slight smile on his face watching Sam's sceptical look melt away as he gave a disbelieving laugh.

"Well you know Dean, we did manage to get out of there with our lives and all our limbs still intact so that's something I guess" Sam answered, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning back against the passenger seat. "So what exactly are you planning to do now? Are you going to do what she says?" he asked, keeping his gaze fixed forward. Dean risked another quick glance at him before he looked ahead, focusing his own attention on the empty road in front of him, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as he breathed out, closing his eyes briefly before he spoke.

"Well you must have been listening to a completely different conversation then me Sam because I got the distinct impression that I wasn't actually being given a choice in the matter." Dean answered casually.

"True I guess" Sam conceded with a sigh before he glanced at Dean from the corner of his eyes. "You know you're a lot calmer then I thought you would be its kinda freaking me out to be honest with you." Sam remarked equally casually. Dean snorted, reaching out to Sam through their connection and allowing his brother to feel the full extent of his confusion and rage. He heard Sam startled gasp before his brother responded by sending him waves of reassurance. Dean focused on the emotion allowing it to calm him enough that he could speak.

"I can't allow her to come to Lawrence Sam. I can't let her see Ben nor can I let her know about the sheer amount of witches and other creatures who have gathered there. You know how paranoid she is, if she see them then she's gonna see it as a supernatural army which is slowly coming together to remove her from her position."

"Isn't that exactly what it is Dean?" Sam asked quietly, turning to look at Dean for the first time since they had began speaking. Dean sighed, shaking his head as he hit the indicator and pulled the impala over to the hard shoulder He put the car into park making sure he flicked his hazard lights on before he twisted in his seat so he could meet Sam's gaze fully.

"Come on then Sam. Let me hear it. Your brain has clearly been over thinking things as usual coming up with several insane plans you're dying to share with me" Sam shrugged his shoulders.

"You know Dean; a lot of witches out there think that Ellen shouldn't be the mother. Her blood line isn't pure enough" he said, his tongue peeking out as he licked his lips nervously before he continued. "There are loads of rumour at the moment that she… she killed the last mother and took her position, taking the spot from the rightful heir. That her powers came from ancient dark magic which no witch should possess anymore."

Dean felt his stomach drop at Sam's words.

"Jesus Sam, you sound like a crappy fantasy book" Dean complained, shaking his head. "You know we don't talk about what happened" he stated, dropping the amused act and allowing Sam to hear the anger in his voice, his tone making it clear that he wouldn't hear another word of the topic.

"All I'm saying Dean is that something strange is happening at the moment and I know you know it as well, There's never been so many witches and other supernatural creatures asking for sanctuary from the Maiden. It's as though they are all gathering together waiting for something to happen. A storm is coming you know and they clearly think that you're at the eye of the storm. Shit is about to hit the fan and they know it and they want to be at the safest spot when it does hit." Dean breathed out in annoyance.

"Sam don't you think that we have enough shit on our plates at the moment without talking about starting a war between me and Ellen? No Maiden or Mother has ever gone to war with each other, besides what makes you think I'm strong enough to take her on in the first place? She fucking took out mum for God sake and Mum was the most powerful witch I've seen. If Ellen can take her out then what chance do I have? This isn't the medieval ages Sam. I'm not going to put on the fucking Maiden crown and go to war because someone has taken my spot Sam. Not when there are still people out there who she can use against me. People she knows about, she wouldn't hesitate Sam, she's not better then a God damn Hunter. She'd do fucking anything to keep me in line Sammy anything it wouldn't matter to her what it was she'd do it anyway and I can't risk that."

Sam remained silent for a moment before he nodded his head slowly.

"What if we brought all those people to Lawrence" he suggested quietly. "Then what would you do?" Dean hesitated as Sam continued. "She killed our Mum Dean and then she killed our Dad, don't you think its time we avenged them both. Haven't we waiting long enough for revenge against her?" A heavy silence filled the car as Dean's hands tightened into fists, memories of his parents racing across his mind filling him with a blinding anger and sense of longing which would have brought him to his knees if he had been standing.

"And what if I fail Sam?" he said his voice barely audible in the silent car. "Then what would happen to all those people who are counting on me to keep them safe? What would happen to you and Ben? Do you think she would be satisfied with my death alone? She would kill you both as well and end our line and put one of her puppets in the Maiden position. No Sam" he shook his head ignoring the way his hands were shaking. "If we're going to war then it has to be at the right time. We would need allies from the other supernatural branches out there, we would need to contact Angels and Demons and god knows what else to stand a chance against Ellen. You're right she does have all this dark magic and shit which I can't even begin to touch."

"Yeah" Sam said, his voice shaking slightly. "And you have all this light, good magic which no one else has ever been able to master before, I checked it out, all other Maidens have tried and all but you have failed" he stated "Dean if anyone can do this then its you. I have faith in you, you know and besides you'll have me at your side through every moment. No one has beaten us before."

"Don't you think maybe we should deal with Gabriel and Castiel Novak first?" Dean asked sounding vaguely amused. "You remember them right? Two Hunters with a pretty outstanding record for killing witches who have decided to make us their next prey? I'm hardly going to be good at leading a magical army into battle if I'm killed by an over zealous Hunter."

"Well maybe Ellen is right in this instance" Sam remarked with a shrug, "Maybe you should use your bond with Castiel to get some information. God knows we could use it and beside what would the harm be. All you have to do is sleep with him and you clearly want to" Dean rolled his eyes flicking his finger up at his brother.

"The harm is the fact that I can no longer kill him or injure him" Dean stated flatly. "Gabriel is a walk in the park for me but you know the ancient laws Sam, I cannot use my powers or anything else to harm Castiel. He's the one flipping person in the world now immune to me."

"He's not immune to me though" Sam said simply. "I can hurt him and I can kill him for you Dean if it comes to it" Dean frowned.

"Oh hell no" he said shaking his head. "You've gone hundreds of years without killing a single human, there's no way I'm going to let you break that record now" he said "We'll figure something else out. God knows there are enough people and creatures out there who owe me a favour. It might be time to cash one in if it comes to it."

"True" Sam responded before he sighed and looked over at Dean. "Dean are we actually going to survive all this shit?" he asked.

Dean looked over at him, his mind skirting over everything which had happened to them over the last twenty four hours.

"Who knows Sammy boy" he said honestly "But one thing I do know is that if we are taken out then we're going out with one hell of a bang that much I can promise you."

Author Note

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