A/N I really am terrible at keeping an update schedule aren't I? Oh well, here's another chapter for you to read :)

StyxxsOmega: I'm writing more as soon as this chapter is up, glad you're enjoying it so far!

gothichic: Tea totally took the coin, right? Totally couldn't have been someone calling themselves T... Mystery Spots not coming up until later sorry, but it is happening don't worry.

Chapter 11

Dean was woken by his father yelling in shock and cocking a gun. "Who are you? How did you get in here?"

He jumped up and saw that Castiel was still there. "Dad, it's okay, he's a friend."

"A friend? We don't have friends' boy, we have colleagues."

"Fine, he's a colleague, just don't shoot him. Okay?"

John lowered his gun slowly, still glaring at the angel warily.

"Cas? Why are you still here?"

Cas tilted his head, "I was waiting until you woke so that we could discuss the missing coin and the mysterious T."

"What's he talking about boy? Has the coin gone missing? Why are you discussing tea? You don't even drink tea!"

"Not the beverage Dad, the letter," Dean was seriously getting tired of people thinking T was a beverage and not a letter. "And yes, the coin disappeared. I don't know where to but T left a note saying they took it to keep it safe."

"Well where's the note now?"

"It burnt?" Dean said it as a question; he didn't like it when his father was annoyed and/or angry.

"It what?"

"I finished reading it and it caught fire and burnt to ashes, alright?"

"It was enchanted paper, only Dean could see it, I could only see the flames as the fire ate the paper I did not know was there." That was Castiel, trying to calm the two Winchesters down.

"I don't care about some stupid paper! Dean," his father addressed him, "is the hunt finished?"

"Yes sir, the hunt is finished." He decided to leave out the part where T had said they were 'cleaning up'. That wouldn't improve his father's mood.

"Then let's leave this town behind and forget this ever happened." John Winchester stormed out of the door, not willing to stay another second.

Dean gathered up his things and rushed out the door shouting a; "Bye Cas!" as he went.

Gabriel was enjoying a lollipop when Sam appeared. "My brother," he said, "is the most unobservant person in the world."

"Why's that love?"

"He knows I'm alive, he knows I'm a trickster and yet he can't even stretch his imagination far enough to realise that T is me! How am I even related to him?"

"Samuel Winchester, you are going to end up having no hair left if you don't stop pulling it out in frustration." Gabe reprimanded him and Sam took his hands out of his hair guiltily. "Now remind again, why do you want him to know it's you?"

"I don't really; I'm just testing his intelligence."

"Oh Sammy, once a trickster always a trickster. You don't need to test your brother; he's not a dick, just an idiot. Leave him alone unless he happens upon one of our tricks again, okay? He's learned that his brother is alive, then seen his father kill said brother in front of him, and then he's had an angel come to him and tell him that his brother is actually alive. The poor guys probably a mess right now. He's not in any mood for mind games."

"Yeah, I guess you're right Gabe. What would I do with you?"

"Crash and burn," Gabriel answered as he gave Sam a kiss. "Now who's our trick going to be on?"

The next trick turned out to be on one Charlie Sukan, a young juvenile who was stealing money from pensioners. Sam and Loki made him into an old pensioner who was having his money stolen himself until he died in his sleep of a heart attack.

Then it was Japa Kuchen's turn. An apprentice chef that took delight in adding extra 'seasoning' into the meals he made. To him, they gave some serious food poisoning.

And so it went on: Gertrude Hern, Marsha Tali, Zach Marltos, Harry Farst and many others. The two tricksters were doing their jobs and punishing dicks, some survived, some didn't. All of them saw their wrongdoings for what they were.

It had been a year since Sam had seen Dean in the college auditorium. He and Gabriel had settled into the community of Broward County and Gabriel had been teaching Sam how to use the grace he now knew he had.

Occasionally Sam would hear of hunters in the area but he never paid them any attention, the tricksters never tricked in the town they were living in anymore. Broward County was a good place for them, and had the perfect hiding place in the Mystery Spot.

The Mystery Spot was where Sam refined his abilities even more, so that he would be able to face anything that came his way. The twelve years of growing up with Loki had taught him how to be a trickster, now he had to learn how to be an angel.

Problem was, when you're an angel, you hear prayers. Even if they were only a name whispered into the air. And Dean called to Sam many times, during nightmares and when he was lonely. Sam had a constant stream of what was going on in Dean's life.

That was how he knew John had died and the deal to bring him back.

He had been happily enjoying his nutella ice cream from Italy when it happened. Having kept a small channel open to his brother in case anything drastic happened, he was slammed with a wave of grief so strong he staggered.

Gabriel was there in a second, noticing the movement. "You okay?"

"I gotta go Gabe, Dean needs me," Sam managed to gasp through the grief from Dean before he flew to his brothers aid.

Dean was kneeling in the mud, holding John to chest as he cried. There was a man standing behind him, a man with a knife.

Sam acted instinctively, he snapped his fingers and the man was gone, soon to be found by a very hungry mountain lion.

The man dealt with, Sam rushed over to his old family. "Dean!" he cried as he ran, "What happened?"

Dean looked up, not caring how Sam had gotten there, only glad that he had. "Martin stabbed him! He's not breathing Sam!" Tears were running down his face as he sobbed.

Sam knelt beside his crying brother and placed a hand on his father's forehead. He felt the emptiness, his father's soul was gone, but perhaps he could catch up to it and bring it back. Concentrating fiercely he followed the thin thread of self that was labelled John Winchester.

Dean, watching him with hopeful eyes, could see the concentration on Sam's face. And then his brother began to glow, a brilliant white light that shone from inside his brother as it grew and grew. He instinctively closed his eyes against the glow, knowing it would blind him.

Sam followed and followed and followed, eventually he saw John's soul but it was too late. He used up too much energy following his father; he didn't have enough to fight through Hell itself. He watched as the demons converged gleefully on the hunter that had caused them so much trouble. There was nothing he could do except watch as John was led to the torture rack.

Turning his back on the sight, he flew back to where Dean was waiting. It was time to tell Dean that John Winchester was dead and that there was nothing he could do about it.

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