Third Alternate and Fourth beginning, no episode
Exactly one week after his abrupt appearance in Grimmauld Place, Gabe made good on his threat and kidnapped Harry and Hermione from the secret base that Dumbledore had been using. As an afterthought, he also snagged the twins, Remus and his wife Tonks.
Dumbledore was furious...and extremely confused as to how Gabe had broken his defenses so easily. To make matters worse, he had no idea where Harry and the others now were.
Gabe held nothing back as he dealt with base after base, using the Taboo against Voldemort's forces.
Voldemort was pissed that someone had thought of that trick, when really it was only common sense.
Gabe picked up his phone when it started playing Second Chance. No matter what alternate he landed in, the phone numbers always stayed the same.
Either that or his phone had become set to autolock on Dean's magical signature and set the number appropriately. He wouldn't doubt either idea at this point...his phone was as much a part of him as his laptop was.
"Yeah? What do you need Dean? What? What the hell do you mean Sam's been tricked by some demon bitch? Did you just say Ruby? I'll be home soon," said Gabe.
He had been unable to find Ruby to kill her, and despite Dean never making the deal there was still a chance the seals would be broken.
After all, the demons only needed to convince Harry Potter to make a deal out of love in order to break the first one. Killing Ruby would be ideal, as she had been the one to get close to Sam and Dean pretending to remember her humanity.
Killing Lilith would be better, preferably if it was done by someone who was so far beyond the path of the righteous that the seal would be unable to break. They had to be broken in the right order for Lucifer to be freed with all his power intact.
Which was why he planned to trick Voldemort or Dumbledore into summoning Lilith and then telling them how to kill her. The Elder wand would be the perfect way to pull that one off.
Gabe tasted dirt as he woke up. So he had been captured then?
He looked up to find Dumbledore. Figures.
"You do realize you could have ended this farce years ago if you had only used the right tools," he said calmly.
"How did you break past my wards? Where is Harry?" he demanded.
"The answer to that is simple. Lilith. As for Harry, last I checked he was on a world tour with his girlfriend and friends," said Gabe spitting out the dirt in his mouth.
"Who is Lilith."
"A god, one who deals in contracts. I made a deal with her to gain power over magic, but I've been unable to kill the bitch yet."
Which was a complete lie of course. He had made no deal, and Lilith was as far from a god as you could get without being human.
Dumbledore forced Gabe to stand, and had him write out a list of what he would need to summon Lilith, and the ritual circle.
If Dumbledore had any contact with a hunter, he would have known that the circle and ingredients were key components to summoning a demon. Unfortunately for him, he didn't.
Gabe did leave one parting shot at Dumbledore though.
"If I were you, I would kill the bitch as soon as the contract takes hold. Otherwise she'll force you to serve her for eternity once your time is up," said Gabe.
Dumbledore took that under advisement.
Gabe watched as Voldemort was eaten alive by hellhounds, not that anyone else could see them. Dumbledore had turned on Lilith the second the contract was in place, and killed her with the Elder Wand. Gabe had hit him with a simple disarming charm and stolen it and the stone at the same time. He would mock duel Harry later to be rid of the extra.
Upon Lilith's death, the final seal was corrupted and made useless. If Lucifer managed to break free, he would be easier to dispatch with the Colt.
Gabe took a little extra time with Harry, tricking him into accepting the Elder Wand though a mock duel 'for fun' and tossing him the stone before vanishing in his T.A.R.D.I.S., and reappearing near Bobby's house.
Dean had found Sam, but his brother was hopped up on demon's blood courtesy of Ruby, the conniving bitch. He had killed her once he found them with his modified gun, which Gabe had altered to act as a more modern Colt.
Gabe took one look at Sam's twitches, and sighed in annoyance.
"Dammit, not again... Dean, Bobby, tie his ass in the panic room while I made the antidote to demon's blood."
"There's an antidote?" asked Dean.
"Yeah, but it'll take me a few hours to make. In the meantime we have to make sure no demons show up to try and give him more of that crap...that and we have to absolutely make sure he doesn't try to find any once the withdrawal hits in. Last time I saw this, it hit him hard and very fast."
"You've seen this before?" asked Sam.
"Plenty of times, though I've never tried to counteract it so soon. Usually you need a kick in the ass to try this method. I've seen you hopped up on demon's blood before, and it's never pretty to watch."
Gabe waited until Bobby and Dean were keeping Sam in the panic room before he went into his 'house' and went to work. He had the recipe imprinted on his very brain at this point.
Once he had the candy ready to set, he pulled out his usual athame to cut his wrist. The red and shining blood turned into small spheres and he levitated the still hot candy liquid into the already made molds.
He waited a few minutes for it to set before he broke the spell that kept the blood from mixing with the candy. For some reason, it never worked properly if it mixed early. The red food coloring would keep Sam from realizing what was in the candy until the final layer broke and he ingested the blood.
A single quart made at least two hundred suckers, since he only used enough candy to lightly coat the spheres so they wouldn't dribble out. Once they were cool enough to eat, he took ten of them and went to the panic room.
"What's that?" asked Dean.
"The antidote. I've found this is the easiest method to trick Sammy into taking it, not to mention it's easier to take than normal."
Well, that and he didn't want to explain why he was making Sam drink his blood directly.
Sam raised an eyebrow at the sight of the red suckers but popped one in all the same.
It took less than a minute for the saliva in his mouth to break the candy barrier, and his eyes widened comically once the angel's blood hit his tongue. He swallowed without thinking, and before he could remove the sucker the pain hit.
He doubled over, and Gabe immediately put him on the bed. A few spells kept Sam from thrashing while the angel blood counteracted the demon's blood still in his system.
"Sam!" cried Dean.
"Relax! This is normal. Once the blood is dealt with, I can do the usual test to insure Sam doesn't have a relapse. Like I said, usually I give him these to keep him from seeking out demons. I've never tried this after he was given the blood by force," said Gabe.
"He'll be alright though won't he?" asked Bobby.
"Angel's blood is the only thing I've found to erase the presence of demon's blood. Eating one of these is enough to keep Sam from going after the blood. Depending on how much he took, I might have to give him a second one just in case to be sure. Either way he's in for a rough time of it," said Gabe.
"Where did you get angel's blood?" asked Bobby.
Dean noticed something...Gabe had a bandage around his left wrist, one that was still seeping.
"Gabe!"
Gabe looked down and cursed. He thought he had tied that down properly.
Dean made him sit down while Bobby handed him the med kit. He saw the straight cut on his arm and knew that Gabe had done something.
"Why did you cut your own arm?"
"Angel's blood, remember. It doesn't matter if it's diluted or not, it still works," said Gabe with a yawn. He all but slumped against the chair.
Dean, once he managed to bandage up the cut properly, helped his youngest brother up to the first bed he could find. Gabe slept soundly under the covers.
Loki watched the proceedings with interest. He hadn't known that the Walker could be so effective in keeping the Winchesters from their self-destructive path.
However he was more interested in why he was the only one to remember the alternates. He was sure it had something to do with Bree/Gabe, but what? If he was telling the truth, then he was his son, but why did he remember all the ripples the half-angel left in his wake? Was it because they shared the same blood?
Sam woke up and found the spell which had kept him ramrod straight had fallen apart. He felt like shit, and he had seen Dean bandage a cut on Gabe's left arm.
Sam saw the note Gabe had left.
'If you feel like shit, try eating a second one. That usually helps.'
Sam picked up the cherry red sucker, which had cinnamon flavoring to his amusement, and popped it in. The blood rushed down to his stomach and he felt the cramps from whatever had worked itself out ease. He tossed the stick into the nearby trash and looked in the mirror.
He looked like hell, though his coloring was a little better than it was last night. He walked upstairs to find Gabe yawning while drinking a massive mug of hot cocoa.
"Feeling better Sam?"
"Yeah..."
"Let me guess...you had to eat a second one," said Gabe.
"Unfortunately."
"Damn. Well, at least now I know to wait a few days before I do a purge. Normally I don't have to place a body bind on you."
"Gabe, thanks for..."
"Sam, I've come to terms with having to make those. If it means you aren't hopped on demons blood, I'll gladly donate a quart of blood to the cause. Besides, it's not really that different from donating blood at a blood drive...though Dean should have made me eat something and given me fluids once he knew I had given up blood," said Gabe sourly.
Sam chuckled. Gabe never changed.
A month after the demon's blood incident, the Winchesters got a surprise visitor.
Harry and Hermione Potter.
"Damn you Gabriel, I know you had something to do with this!" hissed Harry.
"If you're referring to tricking you into becoming Master of Death, then I will plead guilty," said Gabe dryly, sipping his cocoa with cinnamon.
"What? No I mean the fact Dumbledore is dead by demons!" said Harry.
"Oh that. I was doing a preemptive strike on Lucifer. Lilith, the first demon ever born, had to die by the hand of a righteous man, which Dumbledore is most definitely not. I just tricked him into summoning her for a deal to kill Voldie, and then killing her once the contract took full effect. Her minions were less than pleased by the double cross," said Gabe smugly.
"Why?" demanded Hermione.
"It was because of him that the Potters chose Pettigrew as their Secret Keeper. Dumbledore convinced Sirius to make that suggestion and it was his fault that none of the Order had dared to kill the Death Eaters. And those blood wards of his? A load of crap. It was little more than a prison to keep you under his thumb," said Gabe viciously.
"How do you..."
Gabe snapped his fingers...his current form rippling under the magic and reformed into...a carbon copy of Harry. Their shock was palpable.
"In my time, Vernon and Dudley were killed by a Wendigo when I was seven. I learned all I could about Hunting and became a hunter when I was fifteen. Unlike you, I found a way to get out of the stigma left behind by that damnable title of the Boy-Who-Lived by 'killing' Harry Potter and becoming Gabriel Winchester. So excuse me if I fell less than charitable towards a man who left me in my own personal hell before that camping trip," said Gabe bluntly.
He could feel the pull of his powers calling him. He switched back to his new self to keep it from forcing a slide.
He was getting better at it.
"Now you have a choice. You can either return to England and be stuck as their poster boy again...or you can try your hand at becoming a hunter and actually save people. And just to let you know, being a hunter is a hell of a lot better than an auror, because we don't have to fill out any paperwork."
"How does one become a hunter?" asked Harry. He hated paperwork.
"Why don't you talk to Bobby so he can get you two started. You should see some of the rare books he has in there...some of it's in cuneiform," said Gabe helpfully.
Seeing the look in Hermione's eyes light up, he knew he had them both hooked. Hermione never passed up a chance to do esoteric research and the chance to read something that old and nearly impossible to find would have her jumping at the chance.
Less than a week later Gabe boarded his house and waited.
He had put off the transit as long as he could, but he needed to move to the next alternate.
His home made a wheezing groan that he never tired of as his power filled the area and moved them. Hunter was sleeping off his meal in his area, so he paid no mind to it.
At least this time he was able to warn Dean and Sam about the shift. They were currently teaching Harry and Hermione the finer points of being a hunter and he had no doubt that they would take Harry in as his replacement.
Once the space landed, he could feel the change in the air. It took him a moment to recognize the sensation.
Damn...he was too late to stop the first seal from breaking. Oh well.