AN: All right, this is it! The last and final chapter. Hopefully a lot of your confusion will be eased. There will be certain things for you to think about on your own. Enoy!
Hotch called in his team and waited for everyone to gather. He looked at the others with a raised eyebrow. His team seemed oblivious as to what was missing.
"Where's Morgan?"
Reid looked up from a copy of the police report. "He texted us saying that he was going to go see his family. He'll be back next week."
Hotch sat down, and motioned for Garcia to get to work. After hearing the explanation from Reid, he was no longer bothered by the fact. Morgan had done this twice before in their whole working together, and although Morgan was so supposed to request the time off officially, Hotch wasn't all that bothered by it.
"So, what? A slaughter of people were killed in a club? Why would we be brought into this?" Emily asked.
"Other than the fact that it's a slaughter," Garcia pointed the remote at the screen. Several pictures of people were beheaded. "It's very close to the murders that Sam and Castiel Winchester have committed."
Garcia displayed many more pictures showing each body with their heads cut off. Rossi, who has been apart of the FBI for many years, had to look away at the gruesome nature of the scene.
"They're back?" Reid asked.
Garcia nodded. She hesitated with the showing what came next. It didn't matter if she was apart of the FBI, she was still upset that she was showing this. Showing it to the others felt like she was betraying someone she really cared about. Unfortunately, she had to do her job which meant she would have no choice but to do it. She pointed the remote once again but couldn't look.
"It's not Sam and Castiel this time."
She heard several gasps. Even though she wasn't looking at the screen, she knew exactly what they were looking at. Displayed on the screen was Castiel and Dean Winchester leaving the scene. No one spoke for several minutes. They could only stare at the man that they once worked with. A man that they had come to see as a friend.
"Dean's joined up with Castiel," Garcia said with regret and sorrow in her voice. She had come to love Dean. He was a very good friend to her, and she loved mothering him.
"What the hell? Isn't Castiel supposed to be working with Sam? Why would he be with Dean?" JJ sighed.
Reid leaned back in his chair, "Well, either Sam wasn't there during this particular murder, or Castiel and Dean had joined up and ditched Sam."
"Why would Dean join with either of them?" Rossi asked leaning forward. "He seemed pretty adamant on Sam's mental illnesses."
"Dean is Sam's brother. Their illness does run in the family. Either that or Sam convinced Dean to believe in what he does."
While the team went over the details for the case, JJ exchanged a few glances with one other person on the team. They were told to lead the team to this very case, and that's what they were going to do. They didn't want to look at themselves as betraying the team, even if that's what they were doing. JJ wanted to help people... it was why she joined the FBI, but she saw she could help more people with the man she loved.
As the team picked up to go to their new case, JJ texted the man she loved more than anything.
On our way.
A moment later, her phone buzzed notifying her of a new message. She read the message and smiled.
See ya then, baby.
Dean tapped the steering wheel over and over. He was so nervous and a little scared. He knew that it was time for Sam to know the truth. He had too many misses with the Devil's Traps Sam had made for their recent hunts and especially this past hunt. It was Castiel's turn to stay behind with Deanna, and Sam had been itching for a hunt. Castiel was a little hesitant on letting Sam go on a hunt for a demon by himself, but it was clearly his turn to watch Deanna.
So far, Sam still had no idea that Dean knows just as much as Sam does concerning hunting. He's been around when it came to hunting monsters and demons. When Sam had agreed that if Dean was going to be with them, that he should brush up on his hunting skills, Dean had to bite his tongue to keep him from speaking up.
Dean struggled with the trap, not because he was afraid of it, but because he didn't want to trap himself and leave Sam defenseless. What he had come to learn was that now that he remembered everything, what he was was slowly being revealed to other demons. He knew that Castiel was already getting suspicious. Sooner or later, the angel was going to see him for what he was, and no doubt tell Sam. If Sam were to know, then Dean wanted to be the one to do it.
Anyway, the demon had managed to knock Sam out of the nearest window. Luckily for the demon, they were on the first floor. If they were any higher, the demon would be even more screwed than he was to begin with. Dean glared at the demon who smirked. The demon had to do a double take on Dean. At that moment, Dean knew the other demons would know what he was.
"What the hell are you doing with a Winchester?" the demon spat out at him.
Dean smirked, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of the demon holding him by the neck. "That Winchester that you threw out the window," Dean clutched tighter making the demon claw at him, "was my brother."
The demon's eyes widened. He had just realized that not only did Sam Winchester had a brother, but said brother was a fucking Knight of Hell! He clawed at the knight to let him go. His eyes flashed back using whatever powers he had to get out of the knight's grip, but it was to no avail.
Dean smiled a creepy smile, "Don't think after hurting what's mine, I'm going to let you go." Dean pulled out the First Blade, and showed it to the demon before thrusting it in its stomach. He watched as the demon's being flickered orange before collapsing to the floor dead.
He turned around about to go to Sam, when he froze in his tracks at the sight of Sam staring back at him through the window he was thrown out of.
"Dean-" Sam closed his mouth not knowing what to say to what he just saw.
Dean held out his hands in a calming gesture. "Sammy, I can explain."
Sam's shock turned to anger. He turned his back on Dean obviously going to the car. Dean cursed under his breath. He ran to the window and jumped out. He called for Sam, but his brother wouldn't look at him. He didn't want to have to use his powers that came with being a Knight of Hell. He knew he was in deep shit as it was.
"Sam, please!" Dean caught up with Sam and got in front of him. "Please, hear me out."
Sam stopped. He crossed his arms waiting. "Then tell me Dean. What can you say to me that could explain to me what the fuck I just saw? What can you say that could explain how you went from one spot to another in a blink of a fucking eye?" Sam shoved him. "What can you say that could explain to me that you're not human, and you made no effort to tell me!"
Dean's heart picked up speed as he listened to his brother's words. He didn't bother with being shoved; it was less than he deserved. He couldn't deny that he heard betrayal and hurt in his brother's voice.
"Okay, just promise me you'll hear me out with no interruptions?"
Sam stayed silent. Dean sighed. This wasn't how he wanted Sam to find out about him. He felt drained. He knew he shouldn't be feeling this, but he couldn't explain it. When he was around Sam, he just felt human. He could forget what he really was. Sam deserved to know the truth, and if he left him then Dean deserved it.
He took a deep breath, and launched himself in the tale of his life that Sam had no knowledge of. He couldn't make eye contact with Sam through the whole thing. He couldn't bear to see disgust on Sam's face.
When he was done, he still couldn't look at Sam.
"You're a demon, and you didn't bother telling me?!" Sam yelled. He stepped away from Dean which hurt him deeply. "All this time that you've been with us, you didn't say a word. You know what? I could forgive the fact that you're a demon. Come on, I'm married to an angel. I slept with a demon and had fallen in love with a werewolf at one point. You being a demon isn't the biggest issue here."
Dean furrowed his brows at that. He had told himself that if they could get passed this, then he was going to ask Sam about that.
"I could even get passed what you did to me in Hell. What hurts the most is the fact that you lied to me." Sam's voice was full of tears at that last part. It didn't seem like a big deal, but the lying was what hurt the most in Sam's book. "This whole time, I've been completely honest with you about everything. Yet, this, you kept from me."
Dean opened his mouth, but Sam cut him off. "I don't want to hear anything more now. You told me everything, at least I hope you did, but right now I need to think." He turned slightly away from Dean, and called out for Castiel.
Castiel holding Deanna was wide awake and grumpy. "Sam, what-" He broke off when he first spotted Dean. His eyes narrowed taking him in for what he was. "What the hell?"
Sam put a hand on his shoulder, "I'll tell you later." He looked back to Dean, "Take the car."
Dean's eyes widened at that. He shook his head slowly, No! Sam wasn't leaving him. He couldn't. "Sam, please don't-"
"I'm not leaving you, but I'm going to go ahead with Cas. I need to think for awhile. Your drive back would be plenty of time."
Before Dean could open his mouth, Sam, Castiel and Deanna were gone. He fell to his knees, and let out a broken scream. His eyes went to black, and he screamed and cursed like it was nothing.
Which was where he found himself now. He was in the Impala heading back to the motel. Dean couldn't believe that he lost his brother. It didn't matter that Sam said he needed time, the point was, Sam was gone!
Dean makes it back to the motel, but doesn't get out. He just sits there, and stares at the room his brother was in. His heart was beating rapidly. Just because he was a demon, didn't mean that his brother couldn't make him nervous. His existence revolved around that man. Without him to keep him grounded, he knew that he was just going to succumb to what a Knight of Hell really was.
As Dean was making his way to the room, he stopped. He took a deep breath, and just as he was about to knock, the door flew open. It was Sam, and he was standing there watching him carefully.
"Can I come in?"
Sam stepped aside, but Dean stopped in his tracks when he came up to the salt line. He couldn't get passed. This only reminded him of why he had to drive back alone.
Sam watched as his brother stopped, and was going to ask what was wrong when he looked down. He frowned when he saw what stopped Dean. He huffed. He broke the salt line and when Dean finally went in, he closed the door and redid the line.
"Where's Deanna and Feathers?" Dean asked looking around.
Sam had a hint of a smile. "I asked Castiel if he could leave for an hour while we talk. Obviously, he took Deanna with him."
"Oh, okay." Dean felt out of place in the room with his brother. "So have you had time to think?"
Sam crossed his arms not saying anything for a few minutes. Then, "Yeah. I talked to Cas, and he explained everything he knew about the Mark and what comes with it. It's a heavy burden to take on alone."
Dean nodded. "I know, but I had to. I had to look out for you. That's my job! Keeping you safe is what I'm supposed to do, and I would do whatever it took to make sure that I could do that."
Sam nodded his understanding. "I know. Thank you for what you did for us. I know it must have been hard to leave me knowing what could've been if you stayed. Thank you for sacrificing so much so Castiel and I could be together. I really don't know what I would do if Castiel wasn't in my life. I understand why you did what you did, I do, but the thing is I don't want you to take on these burdens by yourself."
Dean watched in confusion as Sam held out his arm for him to take. Sam just stood there waiting for Dean to understand. Dean's eyes widened when he finally did. He stepped away shaking his head.
"No, Sam."
"There's nothing I wouldn't do for you," Sam said calmly. He even smiled at Dean like this wasn't anything out of the ordinary.
"Please, Sam, you don't know what you're asking. I can't do this to you."
"Dean, do you trust me?"
"With my life," Dean said with no hesitation. And it was true. No matter what they were, no matter how it was supposed to be with what he was, Dean would more than willing to put his life in Sam's hands. As far as Dean was concerned, he was human as long as Sam, Deanna and even Castiel was around to keep him grounded.
"Then take my hand."
Dean hesitated but went to Sam. He took Sam's arm, and with fear in his eyes, he did what Sam wanted. The Mark on his arm began to glow, and he watched as it began to travel to Sam's arm. Sam hissed in pain, but didn't let go. They both watched in awe as the Mark appeared on Sam's arm.
When it was over, Dean let go and went to check him over. "Are you okay?" Sam nodded. "I hope you know what you just got yourself into, because there's no going back. We now share it."
Sam called out for Castiel, and they explained everything that had happened. Castiel was of course angry, but he came to accept it. Sam took Deanna and handed her to Dean. He laughed at the change on Dean's face when he held her. Leave it to a baby to be able to tame a Knight of Hell.
That night, the adults began to talk about what they were going to do. Although, it was Dean's job to keep Sam safe, he couldn't deny that he was a little happy now that he wouldn't have to deal with the burdens that came with the Mark on his own. Now that they shared the Mark, Sam and Dean were that much closer.
Before it was time for them to go to bed, Dean handed Sam the First Blade. Sam stared at him in obvious confusion. Dean waited for Sam to get his thoughts straightened out.
"Why are you giving this to me?" Sam went to hand it back, but Dean refused to take it. "Don't you think you're going to need it more than me?"
Castiel watched them both, and he couldn't help but feel confused as well. He sat next to Sam, "What's going on Dean?"
Dean smirked at their faces, and reached under his pillow and pulled out his own weapon. Sam and Castiel gasped. Dean waved it at them, "We do share the Mark after all." Dean sat there waving his own First Blade at them. Since they have their own Mark, it only makes sense they have their own Blade. Dean chuckled.
Garcia was told to come along for this particular case. She didn't understand why, since she could easily be used in Washington. She wasn't too worried about it, because she liked tagging along.
While they were all there going over their findings, the lights went out. They looked around and saw that the entire station's power was out. Even though it was the middle of the day, the station was pitch black. Each member took out there phones and shined their lights around. "What the hell's going on?" said Rossi.
"You know, it's really pointless when people ask stupid questions, don't you think Sammy?"
Six phones shined their lights to the entrance of the room. They could see Dean Winchester leaning against the door frame like it was the most casual thing to do. He was wearing a red plaid shirt and blue jeans. He looked nothing like the Dean they knew. He seemed more rugged and experienced. Experienced in what? They couldn't say.
"Dean?" said Hotch trying to get a better look.
"Well, it wasn't that stupid." Sam Winchester said next to him.
"Sam. How the hell did you get in here? Come to turn yourself in?" Rossi asked shining the flashlight on his phone at them.
Sam chuckled, "Okay, that was stupid."
"Must we talk?" asked Castiel out of nowhere standing in between them.
The team stepped back in shock. "Where the hell did you come from?"
Castiel glared at them. "Your human minds wouldn't be able to understand where I came from, so don't bother."
"Feathers, you're no fun." Dean sighed dramatically. "Anyway, I only came here to ask you all something."
"There's no point in asking anything, Dean. You're all under arrest," Emily stated.
Dean shook his head, "No, I don't think so. Either I ask my question then get to the fun part and you all live that much longer, or we go straight to the fun part. Either way I'm perfectly fine with your whatever you choose."
Five guns were drawn and pointed at them, but neither the brothers nor Castiel made no move or shown any fear at the guns pointed at them.
"Maybe turning the lights out wasn't a good idea," Dean said calmly.
Sam shrugged his shoulders. "Well, it got their attention which was what we were going for." He looked to Castiel, "Cas turn on the lights."
Before any of the team members could say anything, the lights went back on. They moved over slightly to look for any other FBI member, but he couldn't see anyone else.
"Anyway, back to my question." Dean smirked at them all, "Which one of you wanted my brother and Castiel to go to prison for what they did?" He was met with silence. "Once I know who were the ones that did, I'll let the others go."
No one spoke. Dean looked between each of them, and he was happy to see the fear in their eyes.
"So much for only monsters," spat out Hotch.
"Actually, in my book and in Castiel's, those who set out to harm Sam in any way are monsters. Only thing we can truly agree on right now. I think we're making progess. I mean, come on. You didn't think we were actually going to let this go, did you? You all wanted to put him away and that would've hurt him more than you would all know," clarified Dean. "I mean, it's not like we wouldn't have gotten him out, but that's not the point."
"Can we get on with this?" Castiel demanded with annoyance. "I would really much like to go hunt that wendigo a few states over. At least with that there'll be more action."
Dean rolled his eyes. "Fine. Who- Oh! Sweetheart, don't you think it's time for you to come over here? You don't have to be over there anymore."
The team looked at each other baffled. Who the hell was he talking to? That's when a certain blonde walked away from them while the others could only stare in shock.
"JJ, what are you doing?" Emily asked dumbfounded.
Jennifer shrugged and pointed her gun at her former friends, "What's it look like?"
Dean wrapped an arm around Jennifer and pulled her in close. "Jen over here has come to the dark side. Anyway, we really need to be going, so..." he trailed off.
Just the lights went out once again, each member saw just in time two sets of black eyes and one blue. Anyone nearby would see nothing, but they would most definitely hear screaming and many gunshots. By the time the police officers showed up, they only find four dead bodies.
Epilogue:
Dean had come to love his life with his family. Now that he and Jennifer were together, he could finally know some of the happiness that he sees between Sam and Castiel. Regardless if normal demons of any kind didn't care about human emotions or wants, Dean has come to realize that if you're a Winchester, 'normal' will never apply to you.
Then again, both he and Sam will be more than willing to show how much of a demon they can be if the need arises. In fact, the need has come here and there since they joined up. Basically, mess with any of Sam and Dean's family, you'll know firsthand what it means to piss of a Knight of Hell.
Jennifer had come to enjoy her time with Dean and the others. She loved watching Deanna when they had to go on a hunt. Dean had even taken her on a few. She would have to build up to the more challenging cases, but she was more than happy to babysit Deanna. Dean being a demon made no difference to her, because she fell in love with who Dean was. And she'll love who and what he is, and who he'll become. Who said love was strictly for humans?
She was happy that Garica came with her since there was no longer a BAU at the moment. Dean had told her about the hacker that she had come across and at the first mention of him, Garcia was on board with seeing him. Ash was perfectly fine with Garcia coming to stay with him. Both Garcia and Ash had come to agree that they would help them in anyway they could. Sam was an excellent hacker, but he was honestly fine with admitting that Ash and Garcia were much better than him.
Sam watched as Dean and Jennifer had taken Deanna to the diner. His brother could tell that he wanted some alone time with Castiel. It was more than just wanting to be alone with Castiel... Sam had major news for him, and he wanted Castiel to be the first to know.
As Sam lay there next to Castiel after making love, Sam's heart beat erratically. He was so nervous about this. A part of didn't want this, because of what it would mean. Another part was scared that Castiel wasn't in love with him like he was before he took on the Mark. Despite Castiel being okay with why he did it, Sam still felt that he didn't love him like before. A major part of Sam was scared that Castiel was only still with him because of Deanna. Sam would take whatever Castiel was willing to give him, but it just wouldn't be the same.
"I could hear you thinking," Castiel said pulling him in closer.
Sam smiled softly. "Do you still love me?"
Castiel furrowed his brows and pulled away from him. "Of course I do. Why in the world would you ask that?"
"Ever since I took on a share of the Mark, I just felt that you don't love me like you used to when I was human."
Castiel sighed and sat up. He stared down at him, "Sam, I love you more than anything in this whole world. I loved you when you were chosen to be the leader of a demon army. I loved you when you had to kill Madison who you loved. I loved you even when we fought. I loved you even before you were born. I loved you even before I knew what love was. I loved you when I saw that my wings were scorched black from saving you. I would've loved you if you had become a demon from your time in Hell." Castiel leaned down and hovered over Sam's face. He could see the unshed tears in his eyes.
"You're right. I don't love you like I used to. It's impossible."
Sam's bottom lip quivered. He felt his heart breaking at Castiel's last words. He knew it. Castiel didn't love him anymore. He didn't know what he was going to do. What was he going to do without Castiel? He was nothing without him. He lifted his hands to cover his face, but Castiel stopped him.
"It's impossible to love you like I used to, because the more I'm with you the more my love grows for you." Castiel wiped a few tears that fell from Sam's eyes. This was one of the things he didn't like about Sam. He always jumped to conclusions before he let him finish.
"It's impossible to love you the same way when the more I'm with you, the more reasons I see to love you all that much more. I love you more than I did when I first saw you." Castiel kissed the tears away. "I love you more than I did when I saved you from Hell." Another kiss. "I love you more than I did when I married you. More than I did when Deanna was born. More than I did when you shared the Mark."
Sam pulled Castiel in closer. "I love you Castiel. I don't know what I would do if you weren't in my life. I would be so lost without you. It doesn't matter what I am, my love for you will never go away. I took on the Mark because I wanted to relieve some of the burdens that Dean had to carry, but I did it because now we can always be together." Sam pulled Castiel in for a passionate kiss. He whispered against Castiel's lips, "There ain't no me if there ain't no you."
Castiel could feel the love Sam had for him, and it didn't matter whether they were a demon and an angel. They were meant for each other just as much as Sam and Dean were meant to always stay together.
"I have something to tell you, Cas."
Castiel pulled back looking him in the eyes. He could see that whatever it was that Sam needed to tell was scaring him. He didn't like that, and he hoped that whatever it was wouldn't get in between them or hurt their relationship.
"I'm pregnant."
And that would most certainly be strange to hear coming from anyone other than Sam. Since it was Sam, Castiel pulled Sam into a loving embrace. He was so happy that their family was expanding. He didn't think his father would let Sam get pregnant more than once, but he wasn't going to argue. In the next couple of months, Dean and Jennifer would be pregnant as well. The Winchester name was never meant to die with Sam and Dean.
Castiel spooned Sam and kissed him repeatedly. He was very happy, but then he groaned.
"What?" asked Sam.
"Does this mean you'll be having those disgusting cravings again?" Castiel asked with a hint of a smile.
Sam laughed. "Don't worry, I'll try not to crave anything too outrageous."
Castiel pulled him in closer if it were possible. He whispered in Sam's ear, "I love you, Sam." He kissed and sucked Sam's neck very seductively.
Sam closed his eyes and moaned at the feel of Castiel's mouth on his. He didn't think he was up to another round, but now... he's not so sure. "For how long?"
Castiel could tell that Sam was getting in the mood. He got up to get in between Sam's legs, and pinned his arms forcefully to the sides of his head. Castiel growled and went to kiss his neck just the way Sam liked it. He bit a little too hard which he knew would cause Sam's eyes to turn black. He loved Sam's human eye color, but he found it very sexy when Sam's eyes went black.
"Until the world stops spinning."
After that... words were no longer needed.
The End.
AN: I want to thank everyone who has read and reviewed. I appreciate it greatly. I know that this story was confusing at times, but I truly hope now you all understand. If you don't, you can leave a review or PM and I'll explain it to you. Even I got confused when I wrote the last two chapters. In the end, I really hope you all enjoyed the story. Now that I've written a xover, I'll be writing them a lot more. Anyway, thank you all again. Until next time. -Kauri510