A/N: Thank you all for your support, reviews, and comments. I have not abandoned the story, I am still writing. I did stop posting for awhile as I wanted to see how things panned on the show after the holiday break. Excellent episode, great writing. I do want to say I will not be following the shows story line with Lucifer and Castiel, though props to the amazing actor Misha Collins for the perfectly executed acting! I have other plans for my O/C and Castiel, so I will not be following that story line. BuI do hope you like my interpretation.
I will do my best to post twice a week, but do allow some grace because like us all I do have a busy and chaotic schedule. But it is my goal! I will keep writing as long as I have viewers and fans, I am having a blast in writing and sharing this story with you all.
Happy reading and Thank you!
Polaris x
Dean sat on a park bench. His fist clutched his phone in anger. He had just got done listening to Cass' voice mail. "Sam you stupid fool!" Dean mumbled in between breaths, he hit the bench as hard as he could, drawing attention of two ladies who were pushing strollers they immediately changed course to avoid him. He watched them, and his anger released into panic he had to get his baby brother out of there. He recalled the empty shell Castiel took out last time.
He needed a plan, he needed something. He took the phone in his hand and dialed Castiel's number they had to come with a plan. The phone rang twice, "come on, come on Cass" Dead mumbled impatiently.
"Dean…" Castel's gravelly voice answered.
"What the frig man? Is Jessica with you?" Dean tried his best to hide his panic.
"Yes we went to get a weapon to get Sam out. Where are you?"
"I…. I am…." Dean looked around he had no clue where he was, Amara didn't return him back to the town he was in. Dean looked at the bench across the path from his, there was a newspaper. Dean rushed over and scanned the paper. "I'm in Salem Oregon!" Dean said in surprise. "I ah, I think I am in the town c…"
"I'm here Dean."
Dean turned to find the angel with his cell phone against his ear. Dean quickly hung up the phone, and looked around the centre to see if anyone just noticed Castiel's sudden appearance, business as usual.
"Okay you need to tell me quickly what is going on!" Dean said quickly leaning close to Cass. To Cass Dean looked like he could kill someone right then and there if he didn't get answers soon.
"Sam is in Hell, in the cage with Lucifer…"
"Son of a Bitch!" Dean cut off Cass in a rage, "Why?! We all told him to wait!" He turned away from Castiel but he had nowhere to go, he needed to do something anything, fight anything his baby brother was in trouble. He was angry, furious, and scared all in the same jumble confusion of emotions.
"Dean, calm down Jessica has a plan." Castiel noticed Dean outburst was drawing attention.
"Jessica!" Dean turned back to his friend in hope, " she has a plan? What is it? When did she get back? No no wait just take me to her."
Dean took a breath and immediately he was in the Men of Letters hideout. Everything was just like how he and Sam had left everything. But Jessica stood over a black case, and an attractive blonde stood next to her. Dean didn't care who the other women was, all he needed to know is the plan, and how to get his brother away from the devil himself.
"Jessica!" Dean called out. "Please tell me there is a plan?"
Jessica's head shot up in his direction, but she kept her hands on the table hunched over the black mysterious case. "Yes Dean of course there is a plan." Jessica looked at the blond to her right, "Dean Winchester this is Camille, she is going to need to stay here for couple of days. Camille this is Dean Winchester."
"Hello Dean, I never knew there were humans who actually fight back against the nightmares. Its a pleasure to meet you, sorry its under these circumstances." Camille said humbly.
"Ya hi, sorry sweetheart but I don't really have time for introductions and play host." Dean said little annoyed, causing Jessica to flash him a glare.
"No I understand." Camille retreated.
"The plan Dean, is I need to take what's in this case down to Hell, to the cage and release your brother." Jessica continued to lean over the table studying the case.
"So what's the problem, let's go!" Dean looked to Castiel then to Jessica.
"The problem Dean is Jessica is about to become fully King David. For as long as she holds the sword in the case she will be The ancient King." Castiel crossed the room to where Jessica stood like a statue.
"I'm sorry but we have to go, like now!" Dean eyes flash with desperation. "Every minute he is down there is another minute he is being tortured. Cass you remember what happened." Dean looked to the angel for help.
"I'm sorry Dean I know it is not my place to say anything, but you're asking Jessica to sacrifice everything she is. Who knows the implications this is going to have on her, if she releases the sword we don't know if she will return like how she is now." Camille stepped towards Dean, who glared at her.
"You're right sweetheart it isn't your place to say any-thing." He turned to Jessica, "This is Sammy, my brother every minute you stand scared to do what is called of you, is another minute of a piece of my brother getting chipped away by the DEVIL!"
Jessica sighed, Dean was right. This is what was being asked of her, not just by the Winchesters, but by HIM himself. "You're right let's go." Jessica grabbed the handle of the case. Jessica looked at Camille, "Cami you need to stay here, I am going to need you when we return with Sam, he might need your physcology skills."
"Hell no! I'm coming with you all!" Cami rushed toward them.
"No way! I told Klaus you will be safe! First thing I do is take you to Hell to take on the prince of darkness himself!? Klaus would have my heart in his hands within seconds." Jessica turned on the blond.
"I'm not going to be treated like something fragile with my own kind as well as vampires! I am here to learn about the humans who hunt. You and Klaus decided I needed protection, I decided I was coming to learn what it means to be a human who fights back. I'm not hiding from a fight, not anymore. Besides if you need me to be a therapist I will need to know what kind of condition my patient is coming from."
"Fine whatever she's coming. Cass let go." Dean rushed the women towards the angel.
With a blink of an eye they were in a dark corridor with torches lite on either side on the walkway. The atmosphere was several degrees colder than from the conference room. The air was heavy with sulfur and death. The space didn't feel right, it felt pressurized, suffocating, felt like the weight of the earth was on top of them.
"Hello lovelies." Crowley spoke at the end of the hall.
"Where is my brother Crowley?" Dean made his way towards the smiling demon.
"Slow down squirrel, moose is safe this was all his idea. So far Lucifer hasn't touched him, but he will soon start into him if he doesn't get your brother to become his vessel.." Crowley looked at Jessica, his eyes fell on the case in his hands, "Is that? Can't be i've had demons for a thousand years looking for that."
"Doesn't belong to you." Jessica pushed past Crowley. "Let's get this over with."
The door at the end of the corridor led to an old windy stone stairs. With each step down the stairs filled the soul of dread, this was a place no man was suppose to be. After
two flights the stairs opened to a huge vast room, in its center was a cage with two figures inside. One was huddled in the corner and the other stood tall hovering the other.
"Oh look big brother is here! Look Sam our hero!" Lucifer turned in a mocking fashion. Lightning flashed in the room as he smiled.
"Lucifer let my brother go!" Dean rushed the cage. Seeing Dean, Sam jumped to his feet.
"Oh him?" Lucifer pointed at Sam. "No. You see your brother and I have some unfinished business. Down!" Lucifer pointed his finger down, immediately with invisible force Sam slammed hard down on his knees.
"Enough!" Came a strong female voice. All eye's looked to Jessica who stood over the open case. "Lucifer you will not harm him!"
Lucifer giggled. "Who the heck are you? Oh my my you're very pretty, stupid but very pretty." Lucifer grabbed the bars to lean closer to the pretty blond.
"I said enough! I speak to you with the authority given to me by HIM! You will obey!" Jessica's eyes started to glow a brilliant gold light.
"What the fuck? Who is this? You are just a woman, a witch you have no authority here!" Lucifer snarled.
"Arcum!" Jessica spoke. Instantly Lucifer was dropped to one knee.
"No," the prince of darkness shook. "No one has this authority, I demand to know who you are!"
Jessica stood firm, the light in her eyes grew more intense everyone in the room had to shield their eyes. "Darkness will bend and yield to the light, darkness has no place to demand anything from the light. You will yeild and obey."
Lucifer quivered and fought, slowly with fire in his eyes he fought to stand. "I said you have no authority here human!"
Jessica quickly reached down and pulled a black blade from the case. She held the blade toward Lucifer who again fell to his knees. Slowly light from her hand trickled into the blade making the black steel turn into like liquid gold. The blade was both beautiful and terrifying all at once.
Jessica rose above the ground and everything in the room fell silent and in slow motion. "Venio pater vester qui me constituit regem."
Lucifer cried in agony. His screams were ear piercing and painful to listen to. His body fell into a prostrate position in surrender. "My King! You command and I will obey, i recognize your authority comes from my father."
Jessica's feet landed gently back on the ground. She stood with the golden blade in her hands, her body emitting a bright light swelled around her. "Aperta," her voice echoed the room, lightning flashed and the bars fell from cage. Sam ran to Dean, who embraced in a tight brotherly hug. Lucifer stayed where he was,
"Jessica come back." Castiel spoke gently and rushed to her side.
Jessica turned to look at the angel. Her gold eye's flashed a brilliant light that spoke deep within Castiel, his eyes glowed blue bringing his grace forward. Everyone but Lucifer watched as Jessica's gold light danced with Castiel's light blue, shadows rose behind Castiel as his wings expanded to their full and enormous span.
"Faithful Castiel, is that really you? You were so young when we first met, but even then God knew your potential." Jessica spoke slowly and methodically.
"I have failed him your highness." Castiel dropped his gaze.
All Jessica did was smile. Castiel looked back into her once crystal eyes he saw something different entirely. There was familiarity in her eye's, the color could only be described as honey, sticky and sweet, and a shine of gold reflecting the wisdom and knowledge behind the color. Castiel was truly looking into his King's eyes. Memories overpowered the angel as he remembered the boy with honey eyes, who slayed a Lion to protect his flock, the same boy standing forward to slay a giant that scared the strongest of men. The boy who became a man who lead armies, and rebuilt a nation. The man who danced in the street on the victory of bringing the ark of the covenant back to his home land.
Emotion over powered Castiel as he realised he was in the presence of greatness. Was what he felt when he first met Dean and Sam Winchester. They were the men who stood before nightmares, monsters and giants. Who fought battles for his father not because they had to like angels, but because they were men that choose to. Castiel fell before his King feeling unworthy to be in his king's presence or the Winchesters.
"Stand Castiel who was chosen by God. You who out of all heaven has never lost his father's vision, or dream." David took hold of Castiel and brought him to his feet. "Jessica has told you, all who experience free will fall, even me."
Castiel kept his eyes lowered but he shook his head and stood on his feet. His emotions were still flooding, as an Angel he was not used to the emotions, but it was different with the power of his father being so close.
"Uh, your majesty?" Sam took a step forward, "Is ah, Is Lucifer going back in his cage?"
"No Sam, no heavenly entity can deny the Swords Will, or whoever wields it." David turned to Crowley who stood in a far corner. "Like what you found in the Tablets, Angels are like pre programmed machines and have a default setting. There has only been one angel my father created to bypass that default. Lucifer was created by God knowing full well who he would become, all angels are created with pre destined purposes."
"Wait a minute you're telling me that God knew Lucifer would become the devil, but he still made the Son of Bitch?" Dean voice came out aggravated and rough.
"Yes Dean," David turned from Crowley and looked at the still kneeling Lucifer. "In order to give his most precious gift to his creation's."
"What's that? Pain, suffering, sorrow?" Dean took a step closer to David. "What good could come from having evil in the world?"
David turned to look directly in Dean's eyes. "Free will Dean Winchester." David's golden honey stare intensified making Dean uncomfortable. "Think about it Dean Winchester, without evil, all you could choose is good. God gave the gift of free will, choice to his creation, he gave the option to not choose him."
"You said there is one angel that does not have a default." Sam spoke up, sorting out all the new information in his mind. "Who is that?"
David turned to look at Castiel, who slowly brought his eye's up from where he had been starring. A secret moment passed between them.
"I'm sorry I must go. It has not come my time. I must go, more time I am here I increase the odds of The Darkness sensing my power. Lucifer, Jessica, and Castiel have to tend to matters of heaven. Castiel and Jessica must rally and unify heaven who has already tried to attack Amara and smite her, as Dean has witnessed. Lucifer must track down his missing brother." David made his way to the open and empty black case on the floor, and held out the blade."Till we all meet again, goodbye." The blade fell from Jessica's hand.