11

To War!

He was shoved into the cell Amelia was being held in, which was similar to his own. After him a small med kit was thrown in and then the door was locked. He banged on it for a couple of moments, even resorting to begging for them to give them help, more supplies. Amelia just stayed on the bed, sweat plastering her hair to her forehead and moaning at every contraction. Seeing no hope from the outside he took the kit and went over to her.

"How far apart?" he asked as he rummaged through the med kit, which was woefully inadequate. At least he had a small scissor.

"Every three to five I think, but they're" she made a face and took a deep breath, "they're getting stronger." She grabbed his shoulder. "Stay with me."

He nodded quickly, trying to recall everything he knows about childbirth, which was not much. Water broke, check. Contractions, check. Wasn't there something about be dilated? "Uh…so…do you know what to do?"

"I know…the process…I am a veterinarian…different when you're the one giving birth." She was trying to control her breathing and remain calm. "You need to see how dilated I am." She removed the blanket that was covering her lower half. "Also, strip the covers off, we'll need them."

Once she was in a comfortable position, Dean looked, then looked up, "I don't know what I am looking for," he asked slightly panicked. Amelia rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath, "men."


The plan they concocted was rather complex but relied on speed. Aaron and Kevin would move around the perimeter and take out the angel repelling seals while the golem and some angels would provide a distraction. Ezekiel, Charlie and he would try to infiltrate the house and locate their people. Given the likelihood of encountering zombies, they made sure they had plenty of ammo and silver bullets. He felt comfortable directing everyone, something he usually left Dean when he was around. However, he commanded a garrison and an army himself, he can certainly lead a motley crew of hunters in an attack against the Thule. Once they had a solid lead, hope swelled up in him, and other than the feeling of dread he had, he was ready to go.

They were going in the afternoon and the angels would instant transport them as close as they can. After that, they were going to form a perimeter and lay some spell work of their own. Charlie wanted the bring the rocket launcher, but Ezekiel handed it over to the golem. Aaron and Golem left earlier the previous day to meet them there since the angels couldn't fly the golem. They all stepped outside and gathered around Cas.

"I'll keep this short. We all know our roles. If you find your position untenable, retreat. Listen to the radio, only talk when you absolutely need to. This is for Dean, Sam, Balthazar and Ameila. Remember that, and we'll have the victory." He was about to signal everyone to get moving when they all heard a loud groan near the Impala.


Sam felt slightly dizzy but ok for the most part, looking to his side, he recognized the bottom trim of the Impala. He made it, thank god…Chuck, whatever. Getting up, he was more than surprised that he had well over a dozen guns pointed at him.

Raising his hands, he shouted "I surrender!" before he was splashed with holy water by Linda. "Not a demon." Then he was splashed with cleaner from Charlie, "not a leviathan either guys. Here take the arm." No point of complaining, Kevin took a silver blade and nodded when he bled. "Ok, satisfied?" Cas nodded before jumping on him in a fierce hug.

"Sam you're back!" Cas said while he was still hugging him. He patted Cas on the back and wormed himself out of the embrace. Cas looked like hell, tired and but he looked ready to go into battle. Which when he looked around, seemed pretty accurate. Cas was about to talk when he cut him off.

"I know Cas, I was updated before I came down." Cas looked down, but Sam lifted his chin up, "you did good man, Dean would be proud."

"He got taken because of me Sam…if it," Sam cut him off again. "Don't beat yourself up Cas, it's ok. Hell, you know how many times I landed Dean in hot water myself? It's cool." Cas nodded. "Ok, so I'll tag along this rescue. What's the plan?"

The spent the next couple of minutes catching him up, and Sam felt immense guilt for practically abandoning Amelia. She was in this mess because of him. The Winchester curse strikes again apparently. This time though, he was going to make it work. Picking his guns, he nodded signaling the go ahead. In a few moments, they would be in the fight for his family's life.

Her contractions were very close and much longer. Once he figured out what the cervix was, he guessed she was ready. She was concentrating on her breathing while he tried to remain calm. Delivering a baby was scary enough, delivering his brothers baby was downright terrifying. Thankfully, Amelia kept a level head even through all the pain. When she had a bloody show, he thought something was wrong but she assured him that was normal. To pass the time, she insisted that she tell him stories about Sam.


They don't know how long she was in labor, but it seemed forever and at the same time surreal. He cursed the Thule dicks for being heartless bastards, but then they were pretty much Nazi's. He was getting around of telling her about Sam's fear of clowns when she quite loudly wailed in pain. Ducking back in to check on her, and he saw something.

"Uh…there's something peeking down there. I think he might be crowning…"

After she made a strained face, she made one of complete terror at him, "YOU THINK!" she yelled before trying to get her breathing back into rhythm. He positioned himself to catch the kid when he came out. Gently he told her to push and he saw that he was coming out little by little.

"Is he supposed to be blue. Is that normal?" He asked. She nodded and told him to gently guide him. He checked if there was cord around his neck, which there wasn't. Waiting until she pushed, he was out in a couple of moments.

He looked down at the little boy, his nephew, Sam's child…and he instantly fell in love with him. He soon began to cry and he looked up and smiled at Amelia, who looked relieved and happiness personified. She held out her hands to hold him and after he wiped him clean as best he could before swaddling him and handing him over. She held him close and just admired him. Dean waited for the placenta to come.

'Robert. I'm gonna call him Robert after my grandfather." He looked up, he had not even thought of what the kids name was going to be. Robert. If Bobby was here, he would probably be tearing up now. Hell, he was tearing up.

Once the cord was depleted of blood, he tied and cut it. After a little more time, the placenta was ejected…with quite a bit of blood. He looked up at Amelia, but she already knew…she was hemorrhaging.


The golem walked slowly up the drive way towing a large box with him. He knew that the wards would prevent him from walking onto the grounds, but it wouldn't stop him from firing into the grounds. Two masked men came at the golem, but he simply crushed their heads. Guns were being fired but it calmly opened the box and took out the first rocket launcher and fired at the most appealing target.


When Hilde heard the gunfire she ran to the window to get a look of what was happening. What she saw was a warzone, with the golem in the middle, launching rockets and lobbing grenades. It was outside the boundaries but was causing a significant amount of damage. Cursing, she left the window to direct this battle. If the Men of Letters wanted to fight, she'll was more than ready to fight back.

Walking down the stairs, she heard more gunfire and sounds of a fight inside as well. She reached the landing in time to see a redheaded women shot one of her masked henchmen in the head, incapacitating it. Pulling out her own luger, she aimed for the redhead before she was tackled by the man that accompanied Dean. He was able to pin her down and she looked into his eyes. Never has she seen such ferocity…such love.

"Where is he?" She realized this must be the boyfriend. Deciding to play coy, she pretended to give up.

"Who Dean? Downstairs if you want him, I got tired of him yesterday. He wasn't man enough for me, though, we did have a pretty good time." The man yelled and lifted her up by the neck. Perhaps she underestimated the situation. Still, she was a top Thule agent and she was far from helpless. Kicking him in the stomach, he lost his grasp as he stumbled backward. She grabbed a knife from one of her dead soldiers and waved it at the man when he go up.

"What's your name? I like to know my enemies name before I kill them."

"Castiel and you can try to kill me, but I warn you, it will end badly for you." He brandished an unusual looking silver knife and began circling her. He lunged first but he sidestepped her and tried to swing around to cut her arm, but she ducked swinging her legs catching him off balance. He rolled away and jumped back up before she could stab him and was already going for a hole in her defense when she jumped back.

"You got guts to attack us in our own headquarters." She made a low pass testing out his defenses, which he quickly reflected.

"You started it." He made a swipe at her neck she caused her to lean back allowing her get her own blade in to gut him. However, her knee buckled when someone shot her there. Falling to the ground, she looked over to see who shot her.

"Sam?" He nodded, walked over and kicked her knife out of her hand. "But…you were in Heaven, Dean said you were in Heaven."

"Pfft, I go up there on vacation. Now where the hell is my kid and brother?!"

"Like I would tell you." At that moment, she felt a knife pierce her stomach, making her scream. She looked down and saw that Castiel had stabbed her.

He looked at her and in a monotone voice, "I just ruptured your uterus, you will never have children and you will die in agony in several hours unless we heal you. Now tell us where they are." For extra measure, he twisted the blade and she felt it, causing her to cry out.

Unable to bear the pain and the thought of not able to bear children, she complied. "Through that door, down the lift, basement." She huffed out pointing to a door down the hall.

"Thank you." Castiel took the knife back and she began to bleed out. "Ezekiel, can you be so kind to take her to Raziel, I believe he and Hilde would like to have a conversation."


Cas felt thoroughly satisfied in his actions against Hilde. Now though, he had to rescue Dean. They were so close, he and Sam basically made a run toward the elevator with Charlie behind them. Going down, they found the some masked henchmen on guard, but were able to easily overpower them.

"Seriously, Nazi zombies in a basement, it's a dream come true." Charlie happily chimed as she used her shotgun. They searched room by room until they happened upon Balthazar.

"Cassie old friend! Come to save the day again? And Sam, what lovely hair you have."

"Nice to see you too Balthazar." Sam said has he tried to untie the chains.

"It is good to see you again Balthazar, and I am truly sorry you are here." Cas apologized as he got the other side of the chains. "But where is Dean? And there was a woman too, pregnant."

"Cassie sweetie, consider us square after this, but Dean is here. They…did stuff to him Cas, and I haven't seen him in the past couple of days." His heart sank that they did something to Dean, but he was alive still. Hopefully.

"Guys, I got this, you go find them." Charlie ordered them. Not debating, he and Sam went out the door and were about to open one when they heard a baby's cry. Looking at each other, they ran in the direction of the sound. Shooting the lock on the door, they opened it.


Dean held onto Amelia's hand with one hand and the baby in the other. He tried what he could to stop the bleeding, but it was too much. Too much blood.

"Dean, promise me that you'll take care of him, both Robert and Sam. He told me a lot about you, how you raised him and took care of him. Please, watch out for my boys." Her grip was beginning to weaken, and her skin was becoming grey. "Tell Sam…I forgive him. And tell my son…I'll watch over him." She kept her gaze on the child, and Dean laid her hand on the sleeping babe. He kept it there long after she stopped breathing and the light was gone from her eyes. Sensing something was wrong, the child began crying again when she finally passed. Dean did all he could to calm the child, trying to soothe him as he did Sam so many years ago.

After a while, Robert cried himself to sleep and Dean carefully laid him beside his mother. Closing her eyes and putting in her in a repose, he took the blanket that Robert was in and laid it over her. He took off his shirt to swaddle the baby when he heard the ground shake a bit. Knowing a rescue was coming, he waited patiently.


The shotgun sound woke Robert up and he began crying again, but this was a good thing. Because after a couple minutes, Sam and Cas burst through the door. Dean looked at his brother and smiled sadly, while Sam was just in shock looking at his kid. Cas was behind Sam and he looked at Dean with so much longing and happiness, he began to tear up. Getting up, and keeping the focus on him, he showed his brother his child.

"His name is Robert Sam. Robert , this is your daddy, Sam." Sam gently took him from his arms. Once he had no kid, Cas grabbed him and kissed him, causing them to spin slightly. That's when Cas saw her on the bed. Looking up from his son, Sam looked over to see what caught his attention. Dean had never seen his brothers face go from pure joy to absolute despair so fast, it broke his heart. With his son in one hand, Sam walked dazed to Amelia's body and began to cry. As the eldest, he was supposed to keep things like this happening to his baby brother, but he failed, again. Cas clasped him tight, knowing Dean needed him, and silently, Dean began to cry onto his shoulder. The tears that fell were a spectrum of all human emotion, and he felt it all, so much he felt he was going to burst. He held onto Cas, and used the love that emanated from him to ground him in this tragedy.