Chapter 11

"Yeah alright, I guess I owe you that drink now...thanks Rufus" Bobby said hanging up the phone, placing it down on the desk he turned his attention to Sam and Dean who sat opposite; all morning he had been chasing leads on one of their possible Alpha's and finally he had managed to catch a break "So looks like your Puca has moved on to cause chaos in Wyoming, two local girl's – young; both died from sudden panic attacks..." Bobby explained.

Dean huffed; they couldn't just leave this son of a bitch out in the open but the last thing he wanted was to leave both Laylah and Sarah here unprotected – especially finding out about their so called 'wardens' being on the war path.

"What?" Sam asked hearing his brother's obvious excitement for the hunt.

Dean looked over at him; he wasn't about to explain why he thought leaving was a bad idea instead he shrugged it off "Nothing, so when do we leave?"

"As soon as you tell us what's bothering you..." Bobby interrupted looking up at him; he wasn't an idiot and could read Dean better than what he thought.

Dean rolled his eyes and smirked at him "What? I'm fine...now can we stop with the chick flick moments?"

"It's Sarah isn't it?" Sam said from the side, watching Dean turn and look at him "You're worried about leaving her – worried about the Angels and Demons that want them?" He asked casually; he could see right through his tough facade – especially after Dean filling them in earlier that morning about who the Angel that attacked him was.

"Like I said I'm fine" Dean retorted through gritted teeth; yes he was worried but what good would it do explaining that? They were doing this hunt no matter what because Sam was going to get his soul back.

"They'll be fine Dean" Bobby said catching Dean's attention "Sarah's had her wings detagged now so she can't be located..." He explained but still saw the unconvinced look on the older brother's face "Are you forgetting that she is in fact an Angel, if anything were to happen...you really think us three combined would be able to match her strength?"

Dean smirked "Doubt it..."

"Speak for yourselves" Sam attempted to joke lifting his bandaged hand in the air; if anything he was happy that he gave her his left hand for support – he was going to need his right hand in order to hunt this 'Puca' down.

Dean sneered "Yeah good going matching her strength..." He replied sarcastically; standing from the chair.

"Besides Dean if we don't do this hunt and give Crowley what he wants, he'll be coming here and you're so called plan of protecting her will go out the window..." Sam simply said.

Dean nodded in agreement; Sam was undoubtedly right – to keep Crowley away and get them one step closer to getting his younger brother's soul, they needed to do this job – now or never.


Quietly Sarah walked down the stairs, hearing voices coming from the lounge; she didn't hear much of their conversation but caught the final bit of them shagging ass to Wyoming as soon as they were ready. Hearing movement she walked in to the room and paused seeing them each of them turn and acknowledge her presence.

"Morning, someone's looking better!" Bobby said passing her a welcoming smile "I was just bout to put some breakfast on; you think Laylah would be up for that?"

Sarah smiled and nodded "From the way she's moaning this morning; I would say so..." She looked over at Sam who just nodded; she felt for him and missed the man she used to know but like her - he sacrificed himself and she wasn't about to look at him like he was an outsider. He was there for her and she still would be there for him.

Her attention was then pulled to Dean who was pulling his jacket round him; flicking his collar up he looked at her – both undeniably feeling awkward about what happened the night before.

"How you feeling?" Dean asked stepping forward; Sam and Bobby never wanting to be in the way quickly made themselves disappear – Sam went to grab his duffel from upstairs whilst Bobby made his way into the kitchen.

Sarah nodded "Better than before, will not be going for a test drive anytime soon but I am healing"

Dean felt the corner of his lips rise; she hadn't lost that unique sense of humour of hers "That's good, maybe you'll still be here when I get back?" He asked and she could sense the hope in his tone.

Sarah smiled "Maybe I will...without prying in to your business, where are you going?"

Dean smirked "Without prying? We just err need to do a hunt...it is my job after all" Dean replied; he wasn't sure confessing that he was working for a demon of all things was such a good idea at the moment.

Sarah nodded; like him with her she could sense he was being dishonest and she couldn't help but assume they were going to do a job for the demon Crowley that Sam said they were working for "What kind of hunt?" She asked inquisitively; she was curious but also still finding it hard to believe that Dean of all people would work for a demon.

Dean passed her a querying look "Thought you weren't prying?"

"I am just asking Dean..." Sarah took a deep breath "Just be careful..."

Dean smiled "Always" Feeling like a hypocrite for telling her not to lie to him; Dean had to try and believe that he was doing the right thing in order to protect her from Crowley and to get Sam back once and for all.

Their eyes remained locked on each other; just like they were the night before. Dean knew he confused her by his actions but as much as he wanted to, he couldn't just let himself go with her; if anything he was scared – not that he would ever admit that to anything or anyone but getting close to her only to lose her – he couldn't do that again...

"Morning!" Laylah's light and bubbly voice appeared from behind them snapping them out of their own thoughts; in the moment of Sarah turning her head – Laylah was already at her mum's side, hugging her. Smiling Sarah wrapped her arm around her and squeezed gently "Morning sweetheart, Bobby's making breakfast if you want some?"

Laylah raised her eyebrow and looked up at her "Do you even have to ask?"

Dean smirked watching them; still amazed that the cute little girl that stood in front was in fact his...more than anything that was going to take some time to properly settle – not only because he had a daughter but because she was twelve and aged faster than Ben had in a year but that didn't mean he wasn't beginning to become accustomed to her big dimples when she smiled, the way in which she rolled her eyes like him when she was irritated and the way in which her eyes just like her mum's sparkled in any light that hit them.

Pulling back from her mum's embrace, Laylah looked up and smiled at Dean "Hi..." Even after their little talk on the way back from the mall, it was going to take some time in knowing how to act around him...

Dean smiled in return "Good thing you're hungry, I hear a full breakfast is on the menu" He watched her eyes instantly light up at what he just said and couldn't help but feel that smile on his face widening.

"Awesome!" Is all Laylah said before turning and hurrying into the kitchen; from in the lounge they could hear Bobby greet and start talking with her.

Turning her head back to Dean, Sarah smiled "Awesome? She has been with you what, a day?"

"What can I say? I have an effect on people..." Dean joked seeing that smile of hers start to fade; he knew his actions had an effect on her last night "Look, about last night...I just..." He tried to explain but once again was interrupted.

"Do not worry about it, I understand..." She replied watching him pass her a confused look "I would never expect or want you to make the life you have more complicated..."

Dean was stumped. What did she mean? How could she make it more complicated than it already was? More than that what was with cutting him off all the time? She was getting better than him at blocking subjects...

"Dean..." Sam's voice came from the hallway.

Dean turned to see Sam all set to go; bags and everything. He didn't want to say goodbye, in fact he didn't see those words coming out of his mouth but this hunt had to be done – he just hoped she would be there when he returned. Turning back to Sarah she just smiled at him "Be careful..." Is all she said...still he was trying to work out what she meant before– knowing what Sarah used to be like in the time he knew her; she didn't normally get straight to the point in the hope of not coming across rude so she would rephrase in a way that wasn't 'offensive' – like now this was confusing him.

Nodding and passing her one final smile, Dean turned and walked out into the lounge; grabbing the bags Sarah watched both him and Sam head out of the front door – closing it behind them.


Later that afternoon - Standing at the kitchen counter, Sarah just gazed out into the day; for once it was beautiful. The sun was shining and there wasn't a cloud in sight, hearing footsteps behind her; Sarah turned to see Bobby walk in and take a seat at the table.

"Laylah still got her nose in the human version of the Angel encyclopaedia?" Sarah asked sarcastically, man wasn't wrong about some of their assumptions but in most cases they wrote anything but the real truth. By no fault of their own Sarah couldn't help but resent them for the ways in which they described and documented her family's life without having no real or solid proof that the things they wrote about even happened.

Bobby nodded "That and the one I have on Earth..."

Sarah nodded turning her body so that she could face him "I sense you have questions..."

"I do, that goes without saying but you answer them when and if you're ready"

Sarah smiled, he always was the patient and understanding one of the family; moving from the counter she walked over to the table and took a seat opposite "What is on your mind Bobby?"

Bobby huffed and relaxed back into the wooden chair "Are you and Laylah safe here?"

Sarah nodded "We are now, I put a barrier up the night I asked...it will stop any Angel from crossing in to the estate..."

Bobby nodded; relieved that his house wasn't about to be bombarded any minute now "So how you doing, like really? Being back here with Dean?" She asked what was on his mind and he wasn't going to deny that he wasn't concerned for the girl and her daughter – he remembered all that she did for the boys; feeling like their surrogate father he appreciated her for that more than she would ever know.

Sarah shuffled in her seat and felt her eyes drop to the table "It is difficult, this whole thing is difficult...locked away my love for Dean never altered, seeing him after all this time..." She started feeling the lump in her throat, lifting her eyes she watched Bobby pass her a sympathetic look "I never thought I would see him again Bobby..."

Bobby nodded as he listened to her "I'm still surprised that you even survived that encounter with Lucifer? Sam said something bout Gabriel and Raphael making a surprise visit?"

In the moment of the blade piercing through her, Sarah took a deep and painful breath but to her surprise didn't feel the tip of her blade. Opening her eyes in that moment she shockingly watched as Gabriel and Raphael had suddenly appeared to the side of Lucifer; Raphael grabbing the tip before it could hurt her a second time.

Both Lucifer and Sarah turned their heads in complete surprise at their brothers, more so Sarah being that she wouldn't have expected them to show in a million years.

"Nothing more important that family, well our family..." Gabriel said angrily grabbing Lucifer and throwing him across the estate and away from her; watching him collide against the ground. Losing herself in a time she wished she could forget, Sarah nodded "I did not survive Bobby, I did in fact die but in the process of passing over...well, I am sure Dean filled you in about my father and purgatory?"

Bobby nodded "Yeah he told me...but what I don't get is how Gabriel and Raphael could've known?"

Sitting on the back step of her 'prison', Sarah looked out across that lake that ran through the garden; looking up at the sky, she knew that Laylah would be getting home from school soon. School up in Heaven wasn't like School on Earth but it was similar – moulding their children into what they were fated to be. Unlike her mother who was a protector – a fighter, Laylah was to become a watcher and seems as they were trapped in Araboth for their entire existence she was to watch and be responsible for the night; this giving her the ability to hear whispers behind the sounds that are hiding them.

"Well, well...look who it is" A familiar voice came from behind.

Swiping her head round, Sarah saw Gabriel standing just to the side of the house "Gabriel, what are you doing here?"

"How rude do you think I am sister? I'm going to come and see you no matter how angry it makes daddy because let's face it I don't care for him like I do you..." Moving forward he walked over to her "How you doing? I heard the birth went as smoothly as it could and Laylah's already making progress in her growth..."

Sarah nodded, standing from the step "She is doing well, given the circumstances..."

Gabriel smirked "I still can't believe she's half of that yahoo" He joked but quickly quietened down seeing the anger that suddenly appeared in her eyes "Sorry...but we're not exactly in each other's good books"

"Why are you here brother?" Sarah asked being able to sense when her brother was being truthful or not; a lot firmer than before – the hurt still fresh from living without 'him'.

Gabriel huffed and looked at her "Still able to see right through me huh? I came to tell you, you were right – I don't know how but you were..."

Sarah crossed her arms at her chest and passed him a confused look "About what?"

"About the brother's needing my help..." Gabriel started to explain watching her lower her arms and take a step closer – the concern clear on her face "They've somehow managed to stupidly get themselves kidnapped by Gods..."

"Gods? What Gods?"

"Erm you know the likes of Baldur, Ganesh…Kali…" Gabriel replied.

Sarah huffed dragging her hand down her face "Why would they want Sam and De…" Sarah started when she clenched her jaw in anger "They're going to use them like chess pieces…Please tell me you are going to get them out of there?"

Gabriel smiled "I do recall you asking me to, this is me keeping that promise"

Sarah nodded "Get them out of their brother, if Lucifer hears about this – he will turn each of them Gods to ash and have Sam and Dean right where he wants them…" The worry clear in her voice, if only she could get to them and help like she used to be able to…

"I will do what I can sister…would you like me to, you know tell Dean anything?"

"What? No! You cannot say anything about me being here or about Laylah – as far as the Winchester brothers know I died months ago and are still dead…" Her eyes glaring at her brother; she knew what he was like when it came to messing with Sam and Dean – the worst thing he could do was make a joke about her being alive.

Lifting his hands in defeat, Gabriel nodded "Okay, Okay I won't – relax sister, it's going to be fine!"

Pulling her eyebrows together, Sarah passed him a querying look "How are you even going to intercept the Gods? Last time I checked they do not particularly like you Archangels?"

"Ouch your part of the family to you know? And do not worry; just like the virus I have my back door…" He tried to joke.

"Maybe but I am a Seraphim remember…just be careful brother"

Gabriel smiled "Always am sister…" Nodding, he was about to turn in his step when she halted him…

"Brother…how did you know what was going to happen to me?" Ever since that moment of him and Raphael appearing, she had wanted to ask and it was now or never. She couldn't be sure if she would be seeing her brother again.

Smirking Gabriel winked at her "Please you think you're the only one who can see the future, you're special sister but you're not that special…besides I wasn't about to just let you die…" With that he was gone from her sight…

Pulling herself from the memory she had slipped in to but also explained to Bobby; she noticed him still listening to her intently; surprisingly he was just happy to finally hear her side of it.

"I never heard from Gabriel again, all I got a few months after was the announcement that Lucifer had succeeded in killing my brother..." Feeling the emotion of losing her brother, Sarah felt the tear run from her eye.

"I'm sorry sweetheart" Bobby simply replied; extending his arm across the table he rested his hand on hers and gave it a reassuring squeeze "Things one way or another will work themselves out..."

Hearing familiar footsteps approaching the kitchen, Sarah quickly pulled herself back to compose herself; both she and Bobby turned their heads to watch Laylah walk into the room and slump down in the chair next to them.

"Something wrong?" Sarah asked passing her daughter a querying look.

Laylah huffed "Without sounding too rude, I am going stir crazy just being cooped up here...tell me again why we cannot just go out without planning?"

"Simply - because you are being hunted for sweetie, it isn't safe for such a young girl to be wandering around out there; especially a young girl who has a demon on her tail..." Bobby interrupted knowing that Laylah knew nothing of being 'imprisoned' in Heaven alongside her mother; all she remembered of that place was that she used to call it home.

Laylah looked over at him and passed him a surprised look; stunned by his honesty and bluntness towards her. Turning her head she glanced over at Sarah "Would you...either of you..." She corrected sarcastically "Have any objections if I were to take a walk around the estate then at least?"

Bobby and Sarah shared a look before Sarah smiled "Sure but I am coming with..."

"Mum, I am twelve years old – I can walk by myself..." Laylah debated watching her mum stand from the chair; obviously not taking 'I will be fine' for an answer.

"And I am..." Sarah started when she paused "Well you do not want to know how old I am but there's plenty of time to make mistakes in that time period – trust me..."

Laylah rolled her eyes "Fine, let me just go grab my jacket..." Huffing she stood from the chair and walked out of the room

Bobby looked up and smirked "Good job..."

"I try...you will find she has one hell of a stubborn streaking running through her..."

"Just like her father..." Bobby couldn't stop himself from blurting that out; an apologetic expression instantly appearing on his face.

Sarah smiled "Just like her father..."


Opening the door of the Impala, Dean climbed out and looked at the bar across the street. Following his brother's lead, Sam climbed out of the passenger side; closing the door behind him. They had arrived in town earlier that morning and still were following the sloppy trail this so called 'Alpha' Puca was leaving. Assuming this Puca would be a challenge from the way in which Crowley, Bobby and Rufus were all describing it – they couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Believing this was about to be a two day job as usual, Sam and Dean were confident that they would be back at Bobby's by morning seems as through extensive research they ended up here, at this bar.

After observing the two girl's bodies at the local morgue that morning, the brother's had quickly moved on to interview the parents of the last girl that died; pretending to be feds was as easy as ABC for the brothers and after faking their identities for their entire life they were well trained in picking out the most important information.

Obviously and understandably the parents were deep in mourning but that didn't stop them from telling Sam and Dean all about their 'little star' whose dreams were to get out of this small town and become part of the Hollywood scene. Subtly prying their way through the girl's life, they found out that the two girls were connected to one another – in fact they had been best friends since school and worked at the same bar; both being waitresses. This information leading the brother's to believe that the Puca was currently luring young excitable girls from this bar they were now walking towards – from the outside it didn't look like much but as the brother's grew closer to it, they could tell it wasn't your average bar.

Two bouncers on either side of the door; keeping a watchful eye over the long line of men that waited eagerly outside – the brother's presumed the girl's didn't detail the fact they were waitressing at a strip club – to a Puca who is attracted to prey who thrives on excitement...this place would be a perfect hunting ground.

Approaching the doorman who stood just in front of the bouncers, allowing a few people in at a time after checking each and every one of their credentials; they stopped and waited to be acknowledged – no way were they queuing, for one it wasn't the Winchester way and two they didn't have the time.

Sensing someone at his side, the doorman turned and looked at the two suited men next to him – about to tell them to go to the back of the que; he paused seeing them pull out their FBI badges and show them to him.

Looking them over, the doorman nodded; hoping that not too many of his regulars would see the feds here – they were a warning sign for bad business after all "You here on business?" The doorman asked.

"Actually no, we just finished work and heard this is the club to come to, so here we are!" Sam lied.

Dean just looked over at his brother; he couldn't deny that he didn't have a much better poker face than before...who in the hell in their right mind wasn't going to believe that?

"Well if you were anyone else I'd tell you to get to the back of the queue but seems as your feds, come on in and enjoy…" The door man smiled; motioning for the bouncers to open the doors.

Smiling in return, both Sam and Dean nodded; stepping forward they walked in to the club. In the moment of them entering the club it was as if the brothers had walked into a solid wall of noise, the music tore through the walls as the deep bass shook the floor beneath their feet.

Moving further in, the room was like any other shady backdoor club they had been in; unbelievably smoky, dim lights and the echoing sounds of the men praising and cheering the 'so close to being naked' girls that danced on the numerous table tops and stages that were dotted suitably around the room.

Stopping at a reasonably placed table, Sam turned and looked over at Dean "So what's the plan?" Sam shouted; his voice trying to match the loudness of the music so his brother could hear him.

Dean never turned; instead his eyes searched the bar for any possible suspects "Just keep your eyes peeled, this son of a bitch will want to get his jollies off again!"

Sam nodded, taking a seat on the stall that was situated behind the table – his eyes to scanning the bar.

"Hey boys, get you anything?" A voice suddenly asked from the side.

Turning their heads both Sam and Dean smirked at the sight in front of them, a blonde woman obviously a waitress; no taller than five foot six – wore nothing but a pair of tight fitting black hot pants and a matching cleavage hugging corset.

"You'll do just nicely..." Sam's voice suddenly said.

Raising his eyebrow, Dean turned and looked at him; rolling his eyes he turned back and smiled at the waitress who was waiting patiently for their order whilst clearly checking Dean out "Two beers..."

"Coming right up handsome, the name's Jodie by the way...if you're wondering" Dean noticed her slyly wink at him before turning to go and prepare their order.

"Dude if you don't hit that, I so am!" Sam said; his eyes still watching her perfectly defined ass walk away from them.

Turning his head Dean passed an angered look in his brother's direction "Are you that high strung that you've suddenly forgotten we're on a case...a case that puts us one step closer to saving your ass!"

Sam pulled his eyebrows together; obviously unhappy at his older brother's lack of freedom and fun...

Feeling something brush up against the material of his suit jacket, Dean turned to see 'Jodie' at his side, balancing their drinks on a tray one handed.

"As you can tell I'm great at multi-tasking..." Jodie smirked grabbing the beers with her free hand; leaning forward she placed them on the table purposely rubbing up against Dean's front.

Dean wasn't going to lie...she was in perfect proportion and even if he still looked and flirted with a pretty girl, times have changed with so much happening in between that he no longer was the guy that just slept with anybody.

Dean smirked at her "Thanks for the beer..."

Jodie pouted at his lack of interest in her but smiled politely "Holler if you need anything else sweet cheeks..."

Dean just nodded; hoping that she would move her fit ass away from him so both he and Sam could concentrate on what they actually came here to do...


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