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Chapter 25

Harry sat on the porch staring out over Bobby's yard. He was very worried about all of them at the moment. Sure, odds were even an angel couldn't kill him but the others? He couldn't imagine seeing Dean or Sam die, he couldn't lose what little family he had left. And all over some stupid angel that decided to disobey. He was all for handing over to any angel that showed up but noooo, Dean and Sam wanted to save her. Maybe it was his connection to Death that made him so uncaring towards her or burnout from the war, he didn't know or really care. He'd been finding it hard to care about anyone outside his family for a while now.

Maybe what had happened with Blaise had been the last emotional straw for him. And yet despite that he still missed the Italian which was just stupid. Though it was better it had happened now and not after he got up the nerve to propose. He knew Blaise wasn't solely to blame for what had happened, the others man's friends and family had all played their parts, as had the press and even the Ministry. That had made bankrupting the place all the more sweet. Especially the Prophet after that front page expose with colour photos that had been printed three weeks before Blaise ended it. He had nearly gone down and cursed the writer who surprisingly wasn't Rita. Seeing him again had brought it all back, despite the fact that they had managed to work well together in an effort to make the government see sense.

Harry sighed and leant his head in his hands. He hated this. He just wanted to go back to when he would sprawl in the back of his uncle's truck, the impala behind them. He missed his Uncle John a lot, despite not having known him for long.

"You okay?" A gruff voice asked and he looked up to see Bobby standing nearby, offering a bottle of soda which he accepted.

"I just….this is nuts. Can't they see that?"

"Anna? You think we should just hand her over?"

"It's internal angel business, nothing to do with us as long as hell doesn't get its hands on her. Sooner or later both of them are gonna track her down and we'll end up in the crossfire. And who says the angels won't do anything but welcome her back to the flock?"

"You really believe that?" Bobby asked and Harry shrugged.

"Better than one of us dying over her. Something about her…just doesn't feel right. I don't trust her as far as Teddy could throw her." That made Bobby chuckle.

"What is your problem with me?" Anna asked and Harry stared at her, he wasn't sure her remembering being an angel was a good thing but it was too late now.

"You're putting my family in danger for something we shouldn't be involved in. Angel discipline has nothing to do with us. If any of my family dies I will kill you myself." He stated coldly. Yeah, hunters saved people and Hermione had always accused him of having a saving people thing but as far as he was concerned she was no innocent in need of saving.

Harry picked Teddy up, the baby gurgling in joy even as his hair darkened to match his godfather's making Harry laugh. "Happy to see me huh?" He teased his belly making the baby squeal. "You being good for Grandma?"

"He's being a complete terror." Andromeda answered and Harry grinned.

"That's a good little Marauder." Harry gently cradled him in his arms and moved to sit on the couch. "Everything going okay?"

"Everything is fine Harry. Though I did get a call from Bobby about some family tension."

Harry sighed. "It'll blow over. Someone will catch up to her soon." He ran his fingers through baby soft hair. He looked over as an owl landed and accepted the letter, freezing as he spotted the family crest sealing the envelope.

"Harry?"

"I uh…..I need to go." He gently put Teddy down and left. He apparated to the beach where Castiel had found him before, sitting on the sand as he stared at the envelope. After what felt like hours he finally broke the seal and pulled the crisp parchment out. He unfolded it and began to read. When he was done he incinerated the letter and closed his eyes, clutching the small pendant that had been inside. It was his, a gift from Blaise on their one month anniversary and he had thought it lost. But Blaise had kept it. He'd sent information on what was happening in Britain, his good wishes and the news he was moving his family back to the ancestral home in Italy. It also included a sincere sounding apology for everything that had happened. But it was too little too late and Blaise seemed to know that. He fought the urge to cry, he refused to cry over him again. Of course that was when the alarms he'd placed on his cousins went off like crazy.

Dean gasped as Alistair cut off his air supply. Castiel looked dazed and unable to help him. But then Alistair cried out in pain as a familiar sword emerged from his chest. The hand crushing Dean's throat suddenly released him as the demon collapsed. A quick spell and Dean found it a lot easier to breathe so Harry moved on.

"Shut your eyes!" Anna yelled and Harry tackled Sam, making sure neither of them looked as Anna's Grace exploded from the bottle. Once the light faded he got up and offered Sam a hand up. All the demons were gone, leaving only Castiel and Uriel. Dean opened his mouth to say something taunting but the glare Harry shot him made him reconsider. Uriel sneered before vanishing but Castiel nodded at them before following him.

TBC…..