When I started this story I really had no idea what was going to be happening on the show. The whole Sam being possessed by an angel thing. I had this idea before that happened but with Dean and that was the direction I was going in since before the show.
I do openly admit that I'm very tired of Dean never getting to be the one with powers. He just gets to kill most of the bad guys and bad ass Dean should be allowed something.
ALONE IN THE CROWD
Beau is crying hysterically when I come back around. My head is in Arandi's lap. Seeing me down brought her to my side no matter what anyone thinks.
Beau is too out of it to notice.
"Where's my baby?" She keeps repeating.
"He was just gone." Sam says to me. "What do we do? Was it the demons or the angels?"
"I don't know Sam but he knew and I think we were duped from the beginning."
Sam nods solemnly. "Why would he want to be a baby?"
"If he is an immortal he will age quickly. Be an adult by the end of the week." Slayer says.
"Immortal? Where would you get that from?" I ask as I sit up slowly.
Slayer sighs. "You were once destined to be the vessel of one of the mightiest angels even after you went to hell."
"Yeah." I say trying to get on the same track as he is.
He sighs louder. "You weren't just pulled from perdition Dean. You had already broke and had started the transition to demon. The only way to repair you was to possess you."
I can't breathe for a second and I'm really glad I'm still sitting on the floor. "I would have had to give permission."
Slayer nods.
"I wouldn't do that if I was demonized."
"When have you ever said no to Sam?" Slayer says evenly.
"What you're saying is that Castiel pretended to be Sam so that I would say yes and he got me out of hell by riding me? I was a demon and an angel at the exact same time?"
"Yes, only it wasn't Castiel? He was there and did lead you out but he wasn't the one that possessed you."
"How in the hell do you know all this?" My dad suddenly asks in frustration.
Slayer shrugs. "I just suddenly knew and I have no doubt that it's true." He looks at Winchester.
Winchester nods. "He's right. I saw it in my head too."
"Why would Castiel leave that big chunk of info out?" Sam asks.
"Remember they laid siege to get you out. He probably didn't even know."
"This is making less and less sense." I groan as I finally stand.
"You weren't possessed by a demon you were actually one for as short a time as it might have been but you were meant to be an angel's vessel. Michael's vessel but you never said yes to him. Because you couldn't. Michael figured it out but never had a chance to say anything."
"Figured out what?" I ask in a slight whisper fearing the reply.
"That you were already an angel vessel."
"Oh now that's bullshit! I think I would have known if I had an angel up my ass for all these years and if that was true I wouldn't have been turned into a vampire. A vampire angel of all fucking things. And hunts would have been so easy so yeah, no." I know I'm ranting but that's what's makes sense to me.
"He was dormant, just a part of you that couldn't make himself known until the right time. Just like the demon part of you. He had to be there to keep you neutralized to keep you on the side of good. If a Winchester ever goes completely dark sideā¦"
"Oh yeah because us Winchester's are just bad to the bone bad asses."
Slayer looks at me with a slight tilt of his head.
It hits me then. "My son is demon angel hybrid?"
I barely clear the door before I'm spewing.
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The first born son of a first born son of a first born son and so on and so forth. That's what it basically boils down to. Add the fact that he's a Winchester and cursed for all eternity tie it with a pretty sparkly bow and there you have it. Fuckedville.
Beau is pretty much catatonic. What mother wouldn't be when she didn't even get to see our son or hold him? I know her hate for me has to be complete.
I should have walked away so long ago when I had the chance but just like every other thing in my life I had to be a stubborn ass about it.
I have no idea what I'm supposed to do. I want to eject the angel supposedly residing in me but then what if that is the only thing that has kept me on the straight and narrow besides Sammy, the only thing that keeps me relatively sane. Well as straight and narrow and sane as it can possibly get for a Winchester.
There still is no explanation as to why this bunch of us has been brought together.
"So what angel is supposedly making my brother home?" Sam asks in a murderous tone. Of course he's not going too thrilled with this. How many times have our asses been on the line and we had back up that entire time?
"He is dormant, that means that he wouldn't awaken until what he was waiting for occurs." Winchester says as he sits whittling what looks like a genuine vampire stake which Draco and Vamp Sam are eyeing curiously. It won't kill them but it would hurt like a bitch.
"Oh but he was there long enough to put his part into the conception of my son. Figures that even angels are perverts." I huff.
"Is my ice still holy?" Frost suddenly asks.
"Should be." Sam replies.
"Good." She says and runs out the door. We follow and there are demons surrounding us. Blaze is beside her flame on although he probably looks like home to them.
The thing though is that they aren't really paying attention to us and then I see why.
Demon me is meeting Demon Sam.
"Someone better make a beer and popcorn run because I think we just scored front row tickets to the fight of the century."
"Don't forget the nachos." Dev says coolly.
"I don't like beer." Baby adds. "Smirnoff for me."
Sam rolls his eyes and I laugh. Hey you got to find humor in all things or go crazy or maybe you go crazy first then everything is funny.
The demon version of the Winchester brothers circle each other neither blinks as they regard one another.
The air is thick with tension. They are both from other worlds and not about to share leadership of hell. That leaves one huge question. Who is the leader of hell in this world?
"Funny you should ask?" A voice says off to the side even though I didn't ask out loud.
Everyone turns to look. "You have got to be shitting me?" I groan.
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Thanks for reading!
I had computer issues and this story and 'Fire and Ice' were completely wiped out along with a few others that I had started. Which means I have to basically rewrite everything.
Posting is going to take longer but I'm thinking I may just stop here and not deal with the headache of trying to remember everything I originally wrote in complete detail.
I haven't decided which way to go yet. Sorry!
