Updates will be spotty since I'm starting my fall sport and I will be exhausted when I come home. Don't worry I won't leave you all hanging. My Beta will probably charge into my house and force me to keep writing. And besides I couldn't do that to you guys.
So I can guess that some of you didn't expect Emma to be alive. Well I'm sure they killed her on the show but I brought her back for purposes.
What happens to Owl and Dean you wonder? All shall be revealed right here!
Supernatural belongs to Eric Kripke. Actually you know what? It IS mine. Yeah, that's right I'm taking it all for myself… Wait what's that? What do you mean I can't do that?! WELL SIR.
Keep calm and read on!
~Z
I was sitting back against a wall with my arms held above my head with handcuffs. I lifted my head and opened my eyes, and saw that I was sitting in a cell with three concrete walls. The last wall, which was the wall across from me, was made up of bars.
It took me a second to remember where I was. I was captured by the Amazons. I was with Sam and we were looking for the Amazon's hideout. Owl and Cas were across town looking for them too. We thought it was a good idea to split into teams. Sam and I separated, and that's when they got me. I shouldn't have suggested splitting up; it was a stupid move on my part. I just wanted Cas to have to opportunity to have some alone time with Owl to get to know her better.
I groaned as I tried to move my legs. "Oh look, it's up," snarled a voice.
I looked over to where the voice came from. A woman was sitting at a desk a few feet away from the door of my cell. She growled when I looked at her. She pulled out a cellphone and dialed a number, but I was too far away to hear her conversation.
A few minutes later a few other women came in and unlocked my cell. The approached me and removed my handcuffs, only to replace them behind my back. They pushed me out into the room and dragged me over to a new room.
They threw me roughly into a chair and bound my arms to the armrests. "Well, I didn't expect this. Am I getting a show?" I asked with a smile.
One of the women who were closet to me slaps me across the face hard enough that I fell sideways in my chair. They sat me back up again. I could feel the blood flowing from my lip. "Ladies, ladies, was that really necessary?"
Again another woman slapped me across the face, but this time I fell the other way. They sat me back up once again. "Okay, what am I doing here? And please don't slap me again."
A woman appeared and stood right in front of me. She scrunched up her nose at me. "Well, you were supposed to die at Emma's hand. But you got away and left her wounded. We were forced to alienate her."
"Emma's alive?" I asked breathlessly. I was so sure Sam had killed her.
"And why should that matter to you? Your own brother shot her and left her for dead. She was lucky we even bothered to go and look for her," the woman scoffed.
"Well, if you want to kill me then why haven't you done it yet?" I leaned back in my chair and waited for the response.
She grinned. "And what fun would that be? You wouldn't be able to watch us torture your precious and disgusting nephilim daughter."
I pulled on the restraints. I wanted to rip their heads off, and they knew perfectly well that I wanted to. How dare they insult her? Why did they even mention her? She wasn't here. She was safe with Cas and Sammy.
But my hope shattered when they brought her into the room. She had cuffs around her ankles and wrists, and her mouth was gagged. She looked at me with sad eyes, and I saw she had a few cuts and bruises on her face. I could feel the fatherly defensiveness take over.
I gripped the armrests. "I swear, if you harm her I will murder all of you," I growled.
The woman laughed. I was an ugly and wicked thing. "We just want to play a game. That's all."
"I'm not going to play any game with you. Let her go you evil little bitch!" I yelled at her.
The woman walked over to Owl and grabbed her by the chin. Owl struggled against her hold, but the woman had a firm grip on her. "Dean, I would watch your tone with me. It would be such a shame to see something happen to this girl." She smirked as she dug her nails into Owl's flesh.
"Leave her alone!" I growled at her. I pulled against my restraints with as much force as I could muster, but I simply couldn't break them.
The woman released Owl harshly and let her land on the floor, where her face began to bleed anew. She looked at me with those eyes that held a mixture of determination, hope and just a hint of mischief.
Owl's voice flew into my head.
Dean, just go along with what they are saying, okay?
I stared with great confusion at Owl, who rolled her eyes and gave me an 'I-thought-you-were-smarter-than-this-Dean' glare. I was about to open my mouth to answer her but she shook her head. I concentrated on how to talk to her as she was talking to me.
How are you doing this?
She shook her head. I will explain later. Just cooperate for the moment.
I nodded. "What do you want with us, really?" I asked the Amazon.
She sat on a desk and smiled wickedly. "Good to see that you are cooperating with us."
I rolled my eyes and sighed deeply. "Just tell me what the hell you want."
"It's quite simple, really," the woman said. "We would like to have a contest – a challenge, if you will. We haven't had a good hunt in a while." She smiled.
"A hunt?" I asked. What the hell did they mean by a hunt?
"It's simple really. We will release you and your daughter," she spat out the word harshly but continued, "and when we release you, a group of Amazons will hunt you down and kill you, brutally."
I gulped. I knew this was going to be bad. "Do we get any weapons?"
All the women in the room laughed at once. "Yeah, I didn't think so," I muttered.
"If it makes you feel better, we can give you your guns, but good luck being able to shoot one of us. You should know that we are hunters." She grinned.
"Well then, I guess you have nothing to worry about." I smiled.
XXX
They took me back to my cell, this time putting Owl with me. We were handcuffed directly beside each other, though the woman who was watching us made it clear that there was to be no talking at all. We both nodded.
Okay, explain to me how we are able to talk like this, I demanded.
Well, Owl began, daddy and I discovered that I am able to communicate telepathically with my kin.
Explain that again using simpler terms, please?
Owl sighed. I can talk to you in your head since I am related to you.
Okay. How did you get here?
Well, we ran into Emma. Oh yeah, thanks for not telling me about her.
I hung my head. I was going to tell you about her. I swear I was.
That doesn't matter now. Anyways we found her. Daddy extracted information as to where to find you but she led us into a trap. They trapped him in a ring of holy fire, captured me in a net, and dragged me over here.
I sighed. Thank God Cas was okay. I don't know what I would do if he had gotten hurt by these bitches. We need to think of a plan for the hunt.
That is exactly what I was thinking. I really don't think she will actually give us our guns. It seems too easy.
That's what I thought. I'm sure they will give us our guns without any ammo. Please tell me you still have your hidden knife?
Owl moved her leg on the floor to feel if her knife was in her boot. I still have it! Thank God they didn't search me for it. Well, the knife is the only reliable weapon we have at the moment.
Well then, let's make the most of it. And kill these evil bitches.
….
(Owl's POV)
I couldn't believe that I had been captured; that I had been so helpless. I called to my father, but I realized too late that the angel trapped in the ring of holy fire wasn't my actual father. Not yet anyways.
At least I'd been brought to Dean. I just wondered if daddy was alright, and if Sam would be able to find our location. I hoped that they had killed Emma for what she had done. If I ever saw her again, I would gladly ram a silver knife into her heart.
Owl, what are you thinking about over there?
I shook my head and glanced over at him. I was just thinking about how much I want to kill Emma. How could you not tell me about her? Angry didn't even begin to describe my mood at the moment.
I swear I was going to tell you.
When Dean, when where you going to tell me that you had a child with an Amazon? Don't you think that's important?
You're right. I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you earlier, but I just didn't know how to tell you. Just forgive me; I was being an idiot as usual.
I huffed and kicked his foot. Look, you should have told me anyways. It would have been good to know what we were going up against. I'm not that mad anymore. I just really want to get out of here.
Me too kiddo, me too.
XXX
Apparently the hunt wasn't until tomorrow. The Amazons said something about preparing, whatever that meant. They kept Dean and me in the cell, with a guard watching us to make sure we didn't try to escape or communicate with each other. Thankfully we could converse telepathically.
Okay we really need to organize a plan.
I looked over at Dean, and saw that he was fast asleep. I huffed, and kicked his leg hard. He woke with a start and looked at me.
What was that for?
I rolled my eyes. We need to start strategizing. We have to make a plan for when they release us on their hunt.
He yawned and stretched his limbs the best he could. Well, as soon as they release us, we need to find a good place to hide. We'll get some branches or whatever else we can find and sharpen them using the knife. Tell me you know how to make a bow.
Of course I do. Daddy taught me all this stuff a week after I was born. I always carry the supplies to make a bow.
A week after I was born daddy had gone over survival skills with me. I knew how to make a bow and arrows, how to make spears, how to catch food and trap animals, how to make a fire, cover tracks and track other people. I had never needed to use the skills until now though. Hopefully daddy and Moose would be able to find us before this hunt.
Okay good, then we just need to find a place to hide while you do that. I don't even know where this hunt of theirs is going to take place.
It has to be a place where they can easily hunt us down without attracting attention to themselves. My best bet is that they are going to set us free in a dense forest.
It makes sense. They don't want the police to see them, and they won't want to be near a city with many people. I'm going to take a guess and say that we're in the middle of nowhere.
I nodded. "Yo, when are we eating?" I called to the guard.
The guard scoffed. "Why would we feed you little maggots?" she sneered.
I shrugged. "If you don't feed us we will be too exhausted to run. What's the fun in killing two people who don't put up a fair fight? Don't you want a challenge?"
The guard thought it over for a second before pulling out a phone. A few minutes later another guard came in and loosened the chains that held our arms up, so that we could eat. They brought us a plate of bread, cheese and water, nothing else.
"Eat up, that's all you're getting," the guard said before returning to her chair.
I split the food and handed Dean his share. We ate in silence and occasionally murmured a few words to each other to not appear suspicious.
XXX
Dean and I awoke to the sound of our cell being opened. I was sure it was nighttime since I couldn't see anyone's faces. The Amazons unshackled us and took us to a shed.
"The hunt will begin in a few minutes, but first we have to search you to make sure you don't cheat." The woman from yesterday smiled.
I gulped. Crap, they were going to find the bowstrings and knife. A woman took off my coat and flung it across the room. Thank goodness, I hated that coat. The woman began patting me down. When she came to the pocket where my bowstrings were hidden, she opened it and pulled them out. She smiled and threw them over her shoulder. She came to my boot where the knife was hidden; she pulled it out and smiled menacingly.
"You honestly didn't think you could smuggle in another weapon did you?" she laughed.
They stripped Dean and me of our jackets and shoes. At least those boots were getting worn out to the point where they were ripping at the seams. Jo's boots were in my bag in the Impala. Dean and I had nothing to defend ourselves with. The woman gave us our guns, and as Dean predicted, they were empty.
"What's with the long faces? We never promised any ammo," she grinned. I had half a mind to hit her behind the head with the gun and make a run for it, but instead I just clutched the gun and stared at her.
"Let the games begin!" she announced.
They pushed us out of the shed into a dense forest. The trees were so thick I could barely see the sky, and it was buzzing with life. They were only giving us a ten minute head start. Since it was pitch black out, we couldn't see very well, even with my night vision. In other words, we were kinda screwed.
Dean and I quickly ran south. Since we didn't have shoes, we had to be extra careful about where we stepped. I would use my mojo to zap us out of here, but the Amazons had latched a cuff with an angel sigil onto my wrist. I wouldn't be able to use my powers until it I broke it off, and for that I would need something strong.
We carefully navigated the forest until we came to a river. There was no way to cross it without swimming it, and the current was too fast for that. I was brainstorming ideas when the battle cry of the Amazons echoed through the forest.
"Oh damn," Dean said.
"We need to get out of here, now!" I grabbed his hand and ran along the river. We ran into in the muddy bank, hoping to keep a safe distance between us and them.
"Castiel please, please find us. Dean and I don't know where we are but just please try and find us." I prayed.
The battle cry was getting louder and closer. An arrow whizzed by our heads and a chorus of cheering erupted. I stupid and somewhat brilliant idea came to mind. I jumped into the river and pulled Dean with me. We stayed underwater for as long as our lungs would let us. The current pulled us away from our hunters.
I broke the surface and saw that we were in a clearing. The forest was behind us. The Amazons were probably already searching for us. We clawed our way to the river bank, and lay on our stomachs to get air into our lungs.
"Give me a heads up next time you do something like that," Dean wheezed.
"Be thankful that my quick thinking saved us from being made into trophies." I gulped in more air.
He coughed up some more water. That's when we heard the familiar flutter of wings. I sat up and looked behind me, surely enough, there Cas was. Dean saw him too and together we both scrambled out of the mud and ran over to him. Moose was behind him, keeping a hand on Emma's shoulder.
Dean and I hugged daddy, and he returned the hug. The hug seemed so genuine, almost as if he was back. He released us and took in our muddy appearances. "Do I need to know?" he asked.
Dean and I shook our heads. "Can you get this off of me? It's keeping my Grace at bay." I said to daddy. He nodded and pried it off with his Grace. Once it was free I could feel my energy returning to me.
I saw Emma regarding us with disgust. I pushed away from daddy and stomped over to her. I grabbed her by the shirt. "You led us into a trap." I seethed.
Emma rolled her eyes. "It's not like you got hurt, you're alive aren't you?"
"You little bitch. I should have killed you back at the warehouse." I hissed.
"Yeah, right. You're too soft hearted to hurt anyone. You didn't even have the guts to shoot me back then. You're just a weakling." She smirked.
That's when she pushed me over the edge. I placed a palm on her forehead and focused all my energy on smiting her. I knew I wasn't normally strong enough to smite, since I had to build up my abilities, but I felt confident that I could do it.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she asked nervously. She looked utterly terrified, and I knew the boys were watching me.
I smiled. "Something I should have done a while ago." I pushed out the energy and watched her burn from it. A bright light filled her, and soon she fell to the ground as a lifeless lump.
I turned to them. "Let's get out of here before the Amazons come and skin us alive."
"We can't just-"
I interrupted Moose with a glare. "Let's go."
I looked over at them to see that they looked a bit frightened of me. I clenched my jaw. "What are you guys staring at? We need to get out of here."
They all nodded, and daddy grabbed us all to zap us back to motel room. I contemplated my behavior. Who was I becoming?
….
(Castiel's POV)
I was so glad that we had found both Owl and Dean. As soon as we found them I felt so happy and relieved. The relief was strong, like I didn't want to lose them no matter what.
We had brought Emma with us so that we could throw her back to the Amazons, but as soon as Owl saw her, she grabbed the girl as though she wanted to murder her. None of us did anything to stop her. Owl put her hand on her forehead to smite her. I didn't know nephilim had the ability to smite, so I kept on watching her. She succeed, and when she was finished she held a stoic expression and told us that had to leave immediately.
Now we were in the motel room that we had rented. Dean had gone to take a shower, while Owl used her Grace to clean herself. She had just killed an Amazon, her half-sister, and didn't seem affected by it at all. That was probably her angelic side coming through. I was still curious to know who her angel father was. As much as they tried to convince me that I was her other father, it didn't seem possible. I never had sex with Dean. Not that I remember… All of a sudden a sharp pain shot through my head.
The pains seemed to happen more and more each time I fell farther in love with Dean. I tried my best to ignore it. As an angel I shouldn't have felt the pain, but this pain was different, like it was intentional. It really only even happened when I thought about Dean and Owl. I would have to talk to Raphael about this sometime.
XXX
We arrived at Bobby's to find that he had left to go on a case with a fellow hunter. They said something about a few skinwalkers. Sam went directly to his room and Owl trudged up to hers, leaving Dean and me to stand in the living room, together.
He situated himself on the couch and turned on the television. I hesitantly sat next to him. I glanced out of the corner of my eye at him. He wasn't muddy anymore, and he smelled much better. I looked at his caramel colored hair. It wasn't exactly blonde, and it wasn't exactly brown. I wouldn't call it dirty blonde either. I loved his hair, and sometimes I just wanted to rake my fingers through it.
"Cas, are you going to stop staring at me?" Dean asked looking at me from the corner of his eye.
I could feel my ears getting red and my face growing warm. "Well I wasn't exactly-"
"Don't deny it. I saw you checking me out," he smirked.
I rolled my eyes. "I was not checking you out."
"Sure you weren't," he smiled. I found myself staring at his mouth. He always had such an amazing smile. I loved seeing it, and I was ashamed to admit that sometimes I stared at it for too long. But something about it fascinated me. I wonder how it would feel to kiss those lips…
I vigorously shook my head. It was not a good idea to have fantasies about Dean when he was sitting a foot away from me, but having him this close only made the burning sensation in my stomach grow. Maybe I was experiencing love for the hunter. Maybe that explained why I would lose myself in his eyes, or why my mind would go blank when he smiled at me.
I came to a conclusion: I was in love with Dean Winchester.
The pounding in my head only intensified. I held a hand up to my temple, ignoring the pain. I only thought about Dean. I had to tell him how I felt. I had to tell him right away.
"Dean, can we go to the park?" I asked quietly.
He turned towards me confused. "Yeah sure." He stood up and turned off the television. He grabbed his coat and keys and went out the door to the car.
We drove in silence. I could feel and hear my heart beating wildly in my chest. The pain in my head was agonizing, but I tried my best to block it out. I was scared and nervous. But I really had no reason to be scared. I knew that Dean loved me. I knew that he cared for me.
We arrived at the park. There wasn't anyone around, only the soft sounds of birds, the leaves falling off the trees and the cool autumn air. Dean and I walked in silence until we made it to a park bench.
I wrung my hands and tried to form the words I wanted to say. "The trees look much different in the day, don't they?" Dean asked, interrupting my thoughts.
I looked over at the trees. "You're right, they do look different. They look so beautiful with the sunlight hitting them and the way that wind ruffles their leaves." I took a deep breath. "Dean, I want to tell you something."
Dean turned towards me. "Go right ahead," he encouraged.
I stared straight ahead, knowing if I looked at him I would forget how to speak. "I think I've developed feelings for you Dean. Every time you look at me, my mind goes blank, my heart beats wildly out of my chest and then it feels like there are butterflies in my stomach. I don't know what to do about these feelings Dean. I think- I think I may be in love with you."
I didn't look at him, instead I stared at the ground. I felt Dean grab my chin gently and pulled me to face him. He wore a warm smile that sent my heart rate skyrocketing. "Cas, I've waited so long for you to say that again. I feel the exact same way. I love you Castiel." He cupped my face and brought his lips to mine. And as soon as he did the memories flooded back to me.
As he kissed me, I began to remember everything. I remembered our secret kisses, holding hands under the table at diners, cuddling in smelly motel beds, lying on the hood of the Impala watching the stars and intertwining fingers, the flowers he brought me every Thursday, the nights of love making, watching movies in cinemas only to make out in the darkness, the pointless arguments we had, the long embraces we shared after he woke up from a nightmare, but mainly I remembered being head over heels in love with Dean.
I pulled away from him. I smiled. "I remember. I remember everything."
Dean looked at me and smiled. He pulled me into a tight hug. I nuzzled into his neck and breathed him in. How could I ever have forgotten about my feelings for Dean? The feelings were so intense, it should have been impossible to forget about them.
"God, I missed you Cas."
I laughed and cried a little. "I can't believe I had forgotten about you,"
He grabbed my face and kissed me softly. He pulled away after a few seconds and kept his forehead connected to mine. We locked eyes. "I couldn't believe it either." He pecked me again on the lips.
"Now it seems like everything is back to normal," I grinned.
"Yeah, seems like they are. We need to go tell Owl about this," he stood up and offered his hand to me.
I looked at it then at him. "Why would we need to tell Owl?" I asked.
Dean's smile quickly fell from his face. "Cas, don't you remember her?"
I tilted my head. "She's the nephilim who is your daughter," I said. But Dean looked disappointed and hurt. What had happened? Why was he concerned whether I knew Owl or not? She was a nephilim and I had orders to watch over her.
"Cas, she's our daughter," he breathed out.
I shook my head and stood in front of him. I grabbed his hands. "Dean I am almost ninety percent certain that she is not my daughter. We have had protected sex." I said looking into his eyes.
Dean sighed and dropped his head. "So then you don't remember leaving me?" he asked quietly.
I furrowed my brows and forced him look at me. "Why would I ever leave you? I promised you that I would never leave your side."
"Your memories are wiped aren't they?" he asked in disbelief.
I shook my head. "I'm sure I have all my memories. If Owl was, in fact, my daughter, I'm almost sure I would remember her. How could I forget my own daughter?"
"That's what we have been wondering this whole time," he muttered under his breath.
"Come on, everyone's probably wondering where we are," I smiled pulling him to the car.
I thought over Dean's words. Why was he so persistent on trying to convince me that Owl was my child? That couldn't be possible. I think I would know if she had split from my Grace. Creatures like her were to be kept guarded. I would have to finish my observations of her then bring her to Raphael. He would keep her safe.
Nonetheless, Dean seemed thrilled that I regained my memories of him. He intertwined his fingers with mine as he was driving. Once we had gotten to house Sam and Owl looked at us in happiness.
"So he remembers?" Sam asked us.
"Everything except..." Dean trailed off.
"Except what?" Owl demanded.
I sighed. "I'm not convinced that you're my daughter."
Owl gasped, and her eyes started to water. I reached a hand out to her, but she backed away with a look of hurt in her eyes. She clenched her jaw and ran inside. It broke my heart to see her upset. Since she was Dean's daughter, I would in time learn to care for her.
"Cas, you really don't remember her?" Sam asked, staring after Owl.
I shrugged. "What is there to remember?"
Sam put his hands on his head in frustration. "This is not good."
"We need to call Balthazar and Gabriel, pronto," Dean said, pulling me inside the house.
As soon as we opened the door, they were there waiting for us. "Cassie, what the hell did you do?" Gabriel asked me.
"I'm not sure what you're referring to," I said, a bit scared. Gabriel could be frightening at times, and at the moment he was absolutely terrifying.
"Owl is upstairs in her room, bawling her eyes out," Balthazar said a bit harshly.
I felt my heart drop into my stomach. "She is?"
"Yes. We thought this would work. We thought that once you got your memories of Dean then it would also trigger your memories of Owl," Gabriel replied.
"Look, I know you all want me to remember, but I simply don't." I sat on the couch and felt everyone but Dean scowl at me. He sat next to me and placed his hand on my knee.
"We'll work on it; in the meantime we just have to carry on," Dean said.
They all agreed, but I could still feel the disappointment in the air. I was sure that they didn't know about my mission. If they did, then I don't know what would happen. I had to keep it from Dean and everyone else, especially Owl.
A/N: And that's the end of this chapter. Things are starting to get interesting, right?
I still have several chapters left so remain calm. The ending is near and many of you will probably be angry right now and continue to be angry. I apologize for future pain you may feel while reading.
Leave me a review and tell me what you think!
This is Z signing off!
~Z
