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Chapter 12- Being alive


What's this?

Where was he?

This couldn't be heaven. In heaven he would have had a warm and soft bed and some hot chicks right next to him.

This was hard and some kind of nasty... Damn, what was this for a kind of smell? Smells like something old... if his granny would still be living he she would have smelled like this he thought.

He tried to open his eyes but it was still dark wherever he was.

He blinked a few times and slowly he could make out some shades in the dark. His eyes were getting used to the darkness around him and he decided that he could risk standing up.

With gritted teeth and a big sigh he lifted himself up and crashed against the ceiling.

„Ouch. "

„The switch for the light is right next to you. One step to the right. "

Dean jumped in the air and crashed against the ceiling a second time.

„Castiel? What the...? "

„I think you should turn on the light otherwise you're going to fall over your brother. "

Dean was irritated. He didn't know what had happened. He didn't know where he was. And what was Castiel doing here? And where is...?

„Sam? "

He looking for the switch and quickly found it. Suddenly the room was brightened by a small light.

Dean looked around. He was basement. What was he doing in a basement? It was dirty and there were no windows so he wasn't really surprised about the bad air he had to breathe. Castiel was standing in front of door at the other side of the small room. Right next to Dean Sam was lying on the floor.

„Sammy. "

Dean kneeled down next to his little brother and touched his shoulder to wake him up.

Slowly Sam opened his eyes, looking just as irritated and shocked as Dean felt. Sam's eyes focused on Dean and his lips were moving without any sound.

Although Sam was the big one in lip reading Dean knew what his brother had said.

I don't know buddy. Come on, try to sit up. "

He helped Sam sitting and then his brother saw Castiel who carefully watched them.

Dean stood next to his brother who still seemed a little bit out of it and looked at Castiel.

Now would you please tell us what the hell is going on here? "

„Dean. "

No! Don't tell me this „I cannot tell you"shit! I want the truth. What is going on here? "

„You're safe for the moment. "

Wow. That's everything you have to say? Well done Castiel. I am so proud of you. "

„I don't understand this. "

Dean laughed out loud and looked to Sam.

Did you hear that? He doesn't understand. I think I'm pregnant. "

Dean come down.

Come down, come down. I cannot hear it anymore. I want answers from you! "He pointed his finger at Castiel. „Right now."

Castiel didn't seem to move one single muscle in his face he was just watching the two brothers.

„You died. "

Dean lifts his eyebrows and wanted to say something ironical but then he hesitated.

„Wait, did you say dead? Like really dead? Like dead corpse dead? "

„No. "

„So we weren't dead? "

„Yes you were. But I got you back. "

Dean shook his head. He didn't have a clue what was going on here.

Sam looked up at Dean and touched his leg.

Calm down. Let me do the talking.

Dean rolled his eyes and sighed but didn't say anything.

Tell us what happened.

„You were killed in the battle. Both of you died but we need you to finish this task. You still have work to do and we need you. So we brought you two back to life. "

You mean we were... really dead?

„I didn't know that you human believe that there are different kinds of being dead. "

There aren't- but... why don't we know something about what happened? I mean... I remember the fight but not the end of it.

„You're human. You're not supposed to know of those things. We deleted some parts of your memory so you don't remember being dead and what it was like. "

Dean couldn't hold himself back anymore.

„You played with our memories? Why? We died for you and for the task you gave us. And now were not even supposed to know what happened? "

„I can show you how you died. But the things that came after your death are not supposed to be known by any human being. "

„Why not? "

„Because it is something very special. It belongs to the people who may rest in peace and never come back. Not for you. At least not yet. "

„I don't..."

„Dean. "

Sam slowly stood up and looked into his brother's eyes.

Stop it. He won't tell us.

Dean bit his lips and nodded still furious in the inside.

Sam turned to Castiel.

Show us what happened.

Castiel went towards the two brothers and touched their temples.


Sam and Dean were still standing in front of the mausoleum next to them dead bodies of poor people who had been possessed by those damn demons.

Sam's cut on his forehead was still bleeding and one could see that he was struggling to stay on his feet. Dean had a big cut on his left arm and a big wound on his head as well. In front of them many demons were standing and they all laughed at the look of the two men who was struggling to survive.

Behind them stood demon-John. He was the one who laughed the most.

Dean and Sam continued to fight, tried to get as many demons to hell as possible but then one demon pressed a knife against Dean's chest and Dean let out a loud cry and fell down on his knees.

Sam turned around and in this moment two demons took him and hold him so he couldn't move anymore.

„Dean! "

Dean looked at Sam and tried to say something but blood was falling out of his mouth. Dean heard a loud clap and then the demons went a few steps back except the ones who held Sammy.

Demon-John came towards them.

„Ah thank you boys. This was really funny. I fought pretty well but did you really think that you would have on single chance against us? We are the demons of Borolus. And the next night is going to be the biggest night of our history. I am sorry boys. But you won't see what will happen here because I'm gonna kill you. "He looked down to them with that mean smile on his face.

„I promised you something Dean. And I won't break my word. I told you that your daddy is going to kill your little annoying brother and you are going to watch. "

He slowly went to Sam and punched him right into his stomach. Sam sighed and Dean as well because no on is going to hurt his little brother! Especially not some freaking demon in their father's body!

He tried to move but his whole body got cold and he could hardly breathe anymore. He tried to get into eye contact with his brother because that was the only way he could help him right now.

Demon-John punched the hell out of Sam and pushed his head against the stone walls of the mausoleum. For some reason Sam remained conscious. He tried to avoid his father's eyes and focused on Dean's.

Then demon-John took a knife- it was John's knife- and held it in front of Sam's face.

„Look at me. Look at your daddy. He never loved you. He isn't really trying that hard now to defeat me. You're not worth that fight. Say goodbye Sammy. This will be your last day. "

With these words he stabbed Sam right where his heart was.

Sam let out one last sigh and fell down, eyes staring at the sky.

Dean couldn't cry. His baby brother was dead. He was killed by their father's body. Their father's hand had killed him. Dean remained calm. It wasn't like he could do so much anyway he knew he was going to die. He knew that he will be with Sammy again. And their mom... He shot one angry glance at demon-John who was smiling at him.

Dean didn't want to give him a feeling of success. He knew that his father was somewhere in there and he didn't want him to kill both of his sons. And he didn't want to wait any longer to go back to Sammy.

With his last strength he put the knife out of his chest and stabbed himself into the heart. Then everything went black.


Dean and Sam were standing again in the basement, Castiel moved back to the spot where he was standing before, close to the door.

The boys were both quiet, thinking about what they had experienced. They could remember what happened but they didn't know anything about heaven or hell or whatever just like Castiel had said.

Sam was the first one who said something.

So... we really died? And you just... brought us back?

Castiel nodded.

„Yes. You have work to do. "

So you can bring the dead ones back to life? Anyone?

Dean looked at his baby brother. He knew what Sam wanted to know. He could only imagine what this new information means to him.

„I cannot bring her back. "

I didn't... How do you know?

„I am an angel of the Lord. I know many things. Your girlfriend died and it is not meant to be for her to come back to earth. "

But why? Why can we come back and she not? That's ridiculous! And what about mom? Why can't you bring her back to life as well?

„Sam, this is way bigger than you can understand. We cannot just bring the dead back to life. "

Then why can you do that with us? What makes us so much better than all the others we lost?

Dean looked forth and back between both of them. Castiel was quiet like always but Sam was signing so fast that Dean could hardly follow what he signed. He knew that this wouldn't end well if he wouldn't stop this.

He put his hand on his brother's shoulder and looked him into the eyes.

Sammy, stop this."

What? Are you saying that you agree with him?

"Hey dude, I am not saying that I like that either but he has a point! And I don't think that this is the right time to discuss this. We just died and came back to life and there is a big chance that we're going to die within the next hours again without coming back so please let's just concentrate on what to do, at least for the moment, okay?"

Sam looked into his brother's eyes. Dean could see sadness maybe even some desperation in them. Slowly Sam nodded. Dean knew that Sam didn't like that but what was he supposed to do? They couldn't deal with something like that right now. There will be other times when they can discuss that topic- hopefully.

Dean took a deep breath and turned again to Cass.

"So Cass. Tell us what's going on here. What happened after… you know… after we died? And how long ago is it anyway?"

"Just a little bit more than an hour. The demons wait for the right time, it has to be night until they can perform the ritual."

"But don't they need a human to perform this?"

"Yes."

"Well then where's the problem? They don't have one yet, right? And without one the ritual cannot work."

"They have a human. They have your father."

"Dad? So you mean dad isn't possessed anymore?"

"Yes. The demon left his body right after you died."

Damn it. Dean could only imagine how his father would feel right now. Practically he killed his own sons. At least he thought that he killed them. He knew that his father wasn't that much of a father who shows his love to his children. But Dean knew that somewhere inside John was caring about them more than many other fathers. And that was something very special but it made things even more difficult.

"We need to get him and tell him the truth. I mean, we need to tell him that we're alive."

"That's not possible at this moment. The demons have him and they won't let him go as long as they need him."

Dean sighed and tore his hair. Sam let out a desperate sigh as well.

In this moment Dean noticed that this was Sam's real first hunt. He nearly forgot that over the trouble they had in the last few days. Sammy did so well he didn't really notice that he was technically a newbie at this. Damn, it wasn't a miracle that he looked so desperate.

"So what do you suggest we should do? Do we even have one single chance against them?"

Castiel looked at him.

"Yes you do. Otherwise we wouldn't have brought you back to life. Did you find the book?"

Dean hesitated one moment. He had completely forgotten the book and he didn't even know where it was.

"Well we…"

I have it.

Sam took the book from under his jacket and handed it to Cass.

We couldn't open it. There must be some kind of spell or something like that on it.

Cass just nodded and put his hand on the book. He closed his eyes and seemed to concentrate very carefully. Suddenly a bright light came out of his hand and he murmured some words in a foreign language.

With a small click the book opened.

"This is a very old book. Elisabeth Burton had written down everything she knew but it wasn't safe enough to let it stay so unprotected. The angels knew that there will be demons who will try to free him and with this book there is no doubt that they will succeed. But this book is on our side and here is the spell Elisabeth Burton had used to banish Borolus."

"Okay let's think about some possibilities. What happens if we really can do that? I mean, we use the spell, banish Borolus and kill the demons and then what? We come back in 30 years and to this all again?"

"You have to be stronger this time. That's why we need both of you. Elisabeth Burton wasn't strong enough to kill him, the spell need a very deep bond between two or more persons. It is a very personal spell and it cannot be performed alone. You have to do it together then you might have a chance."

Dean laughed and turned to Sam.

"Did you get that? We might get a chance if we work together. Doesn't that sound great?"

Sam shook his head and chose to ignore his brother.

The man from the hotel staff said that love is the key. Did he mean that the two of us had to perform that ritual because of the bound we share?

"Yes, that's right."

Suddenly Cass looked up like he heard something.

"I have to go. Use the spell and work together."

And then he disappeared leaving a confused Sam and Dean behind in the basement.

After a few minutes of silence Sam started to sign something to Dean.

Maybe we should take a look at where the demons are. If they're still in the garden than we can go into our room and call Bobby. I think we need help for this one and dad cannot help us right now.

Dean nodded.

"Yeah you're right. Let's try to call Bobby. And this night we're gonna make demon-sushi."

TBC


I am sorry that this chapter is rather short but I didn't want to let you guys wait that much longer! I really hope you liked it and please review! Your reviews are my fuel for writing more. :)

Like always I apologize for all mistakes I did.

The next chapter will be up next week and then we slowly come to the showdown... So please stay tuned!

Bye, Jesss