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Raya awoke beside Dean with a gasp, the pain in her heart bringing stinging tears to her eyes as the sound of thunder and Latin words filled her head. She was confused, caught in the dream world and reality for a moment before she found herself in the dark motel room in bed beside Dean. She didn't know what she had just seen, had it been a vision or a really really bizarre dream? Dean awoke beside her, the minute she sat up, reaching for her before his eyes had even opened.
"What is it?" he mumbled sleepily. "What's wrong?"
"I don't know," she breathed holding her chest where the pain was slowly fading.
The lamp in the room turned on, blinding them all for a second and they both turned to see Sam slowly sitting up in the other bed, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Hey, what's going on?" he groaned. "Everything okay?"
Dean looked back to Raya. "I don't know. Raya, what happened?"
She didn't get the chance to answer as the familiar sound of wind blowing filled the room and suddenly Castiel was standing in the middle of the room gazing at them all. Sam jumped to his feet in an instant, knife in hand, ready to fight when Dean grabbed him.
"Dude, stop. This is Castiel," Dean explained.
"The angel?" Sam breathed looking at Castiel in surprise.
"There's no time for awe. You both need to get Raya some place safe. NOW," the urgency in his voice plain and clear. His face was always serious, but now there almost seemed to be a hint of fear in his eyes.
"So it was real?" Raya said rising out of the bed. "He's really back?"
"Whose back?" Dean questioned.
"Yes, he is back and he's going to be coming for you. You need to get somewhere safe, immediately," Castiel replied.
"But he would never hurt me," Raya breathed.
"Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!" Dean said loudly putting up his hands. "It's like one in the morning and I really truly don't know what's going on. So can someone fill me in on the blanks here?"
"It's Adam," Raya said looking at the floor.
"Adam?" Dean said in surprise. "Your brother? He's dead."
"Not anymore," Castiel said. "A powerful demon has returned him to this earth with the power of black magic and demon blood. Adam is no longer a human; he is a fully fledged demon."
"What?" Dean breathed sharing a shocked glance with Sam.
"You need to get her to safety," Castiel continued. "Pack your things and get on the road now. He will be coming soon."
"Castiel, Adam would never hurt me," Raya said making them all look at her. "He is my twin brother. He and I are connected. How could he ever hurt me?"
"Raya," Castiel said taking a step toward her. "Please, trust me and do as I say for once. I know your rogue spirit; it's very strong in you. But if you don't trust me you and your children will die. And none of us want that."
Raya hesitated, surprised at the sincerity in Castiel's voice. She could only nod after a moment, and then Castiel stepped back his eyes on Dean. "Start packing, get on the road. I will be watching," he said before disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Dean turned to Sam with a sigh. "Back on the road again little brother. Start packing everything, I wanna be on the road in ten minutes."
Sam nodded and began moving around the room grabbing his things. Dean turned to Raya, walking to her and taking her in his arms in a deep hug before releasing her and sitting her down on the bed. She sat stunned for a moment before looking up at him with watery eyes. A single tear fell down her cheek and calloused hands reached up to wipe it away.
"Raya, don't cry," Dean said sitting beside her. "We are going to get you to some place safe and we will be just fine."
Raya sighed wiping at her eyes. "What else can possibly happen to me, Dean? First my brother dies, then my grandparents, now my brother is back as a demon and he is trying to kill me," she said exasperated. "Please tell me just what the hell else can possibly go wrong in my life? Whose next to be taken away from me? My mom? My dad? My little brother? You?"
"Raya," he sighed wrapping his arm around her. "It's going to be okay. It's all going to work out."
"How?" she asked looking at him. "How, Dean? I don't think so. I should just let the demons take me-."
"Now that's enough," Dean said suddenly surprising her. "Stop it right now. I will not let you give up on yourself. You have so much to live for. Remember our babies?" His hand touched her stomach being met by a movement from inside. "They are what you have to live for. If nothing else persuades you let it be them. You are a strong, Raya. I know you can get through this."
Raya could only look into his eyes, trying to steal some of the strength she knew he had. She was never more in love with him, than she was in that moment and it was that feeling of love that rushed through her that made her kiss him deeply. He met her kiss with a brush of his hand across her cheek . She pulled away as they heard someone clear their throat and both turned to find Sam standing behind them.
"Ready to go?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
Dean cleared his throat and nodded. "Yeah start the car, we will be out in a minute."
Sam nodded and turned to head back out the door as Dean turned to Raya. "So..you ready to face this?" he asked softly touching her face.
She nodded slowly and rose to her feet slipping on her shoes. "Yeah. Let's go."
"How are you taking to your new nature?"
Adam lifted his head, looking at the young man who stood over him, looking down at him with yellow eyes. They stood in the graveyard, Adam kneeling over his empty grave and staring at the head stone. His name was printed on it, Adam Ryan Mitchell-Lancaster, then his birthday year and the year of his death, 1983-2008, and then words that hit him deep down to the soul, A loving son and brother. He hadn't since he had been awoken except to climb out of his coffin and kneel at his grave. He looked around trying to see if Raya had a grave beside his, but he found none. He had no idea what had happened to him, only that he had died and now he was alive. He didn't feel any different except for the fact that there was this pit in his stomach, like a darkness that made him angry.
"Who are you?" Adam asked rising back to his feet quickly towering over the young man with yellow eyes.
"I'm Azarel. The son of Azazel," the man replied. "I am the one who resurrected you. I have a job for you."
Adam frowned, anger welling up inside of him and suddenly the earth beneath their feet began to shake. He took a step toward the young man, whose serious demeanor had quickly faded as the earth continued to shake and Adam's eyes turned a soulless deep black. The urge to kill swept up in him and he grabbed the man by the collar of his shirt.
"Adam, calm down," he started.
"What did you do to me?!" Adam shouted in his face giving him a severe shake. "What did you do?!"
The young man tried to push him off, but Adam was stronger, he always had been. "Adam, calm down! I saved you. I brought you back!"
Adam sighed shoving the man away from him so he hit the ground hard, he turned his back on him finding the young blonde and another man looking at him in surprise, their eyes black pits as well. The ground beneath them stopped shaking as Adam forced calm on himself. He heard the man with yellow eyes rising behind him and turned back to him.
"Where is she?" Adam questioned. "Where is my sister?"
Azarel smiled at him. "That's exactly who I want you to find," he said taking a cautious step toward him. "I want you to find her and bring her to me."
"And what makes you think I would do something like that?" Adam retorted.
"Because you owe me your life," Azarel replied. "And she has something that is very important to me."
"I'm not going to let you hurt her," Adam said through clenched teeth. "Just because I'm a demon do you really think that I am going to let you hurt my sister?"
"She betrayed you," Azarel continued in a pleading tone. "She let you stay dead. If you two are really that close than why isn't she the one resurrecting you?"
Adam growled at the point he made. "She would never-."
"She did betray you and do you really think that she will accept you as what you are now?" Azarel questioned. "She will think that you are a monster. She will try to send you back to hell, and believe me yes you will go to hell if they exercise you. You are a demon now and that's where demons go. I took your soul from limbo and gave you life. And now in return for that favor I want you to bring your sister to me. Embrace what you are and do as I ask."
Adam hesitated looking at Azarel, the pit of darkness in his stomach slowly growing. He had a point, Raya had betrayed him and the hurt and anger at the thought of that made the darkness in him grow faster.
"Do you accept?" Azarel asked.
Adam hesitated.
"Will you join us?"
Adam sighed deeply. "I will."