A/N Heello! :) New chapter, I'm on fire I know! We have a few scenes of Dean and Summer for you! Gonna make up for the lack of them in the last chapters. BTW 4 more and we're done! Still not sure what I'm gonna do later. Enjoy and Review!
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She felt a hard pounding in her head, like thousands of workers hammering against a wall. Her eyelids were heavy as rocks and she felt a strange aching all over her body. But she still felt a soft surface under her back, like cotton sheets. Slowly, she started opening her eyes just to close them back again quickly. The light in the room was too strong for her head.
She groaned and rolled over on the bed despite the ache in her body and lied on her stomach. Someone cleared his throat behind her but she didn't pay attention, she just buried her head deeper in the pillow.
-"Go away."- She said to whoever was there.
-"We must talk."- Said a familiar voice.
Summer peered from one eye and slowly, as if praying that it wasn't him, lifted her head. Once she saw him, she abruptly sat on the bed, ignoring any kind of physical pain.
-"How did you get in here?- She asked, sure that the spell would at least last a little longer.
-"I was certain that you will try to block me somehow, so I took precautions."- He said nonchalantly.
-"What did you do?"- She asked, interested in how the angel had managed to break the spell.
-"I'm an angel, I don't need a psychic to do my dirty work. I was just really paying attention, that's all."-
Summer frowned at his words. She should have known that a freaking angel would be capable of disarming a blocking spell. She sighed. -"Listen..."- She tried to explain herself.
-"No, you listen. I'm not Gabriel, and I'm not gonna pretend that everything is alright when it isn't."- He said, getting serious all of a sudden. -"I'm not playing here. Next time you pull something like that off, I'll have to make a quick visit to lover boy or gigantor to prove my point, understood?"-
To say that Summer didn't like threats was an understatement. The fear that she had first felt when she saw him in her room vanished away, quickly being replaced by anger. Pure anger.
-"Are you threating me?"- She asked as her face changed to a blank one. No emotion was shown.
The angel smirked. -"Let's just say it's a friendly warning."-
She stood up without another word and stopped right in front of him. -"Listen...buddy. I wasn't joking when I said that if you come close to the brothers, I will let Ariel take charge, and she will make you understand very clearly."-
The angel didn't back off. -"You wouldn't dare."-
Summer's face became extremely serious. Her eyes cold as ice as she gazed into the angel's face. She never moved, never flinched.
-"I certainly would. I won't lose anybody else. Gabriel was the last straw, trust me. From now on, I will defend the people I have left with everything I can."- She stopped as she held his gaze with determination. However, the angel still didn't seem scared.
-"Freeing Ariel? I don't care. I honestly don't care. If that's what I gotta do to protect them, I'll do it in the blink of an eye. Because I won't lose them, not them. So if you wanna play rough here, bring it on. I'm not backing off."-
The angel's smile slowly started fading. He was doubting her limits. She wouldn't set her free, would she?
-"If Ariel takes the wheel, she won't leave again. It will be forever."- He warned.
-"You don't think that I'm willing to die for them?"- She asked. After a few seconds when the angel didn't reply she continued. -"Well, I am. So trust me, losing the control of my body or being a prisoner inside of my own mind, is the least of my concerns. Losing them on the other hand..."- She trailed off.
She wasn't joking. It took him a while but he finally understood that she was surely capable of freeing the warrior inside of her body. He hadn't been around when Ariel was in charge, but he knew from reliable sources that no one, not even Lucifer or Michael dared to mess with her. She was dangerous, in a level no one knew. Only heaven, and those who had met her before she fell, were aware of what she was capable of.
-"If you try something like that again, you'll regret it, do you understand?"- The angel said, quickly changing the subject.
However, she couldn't changed the conversation now because that will only prove that she wasn't being serious. And she was, she truly was. If setting Ariel free was the only solution she'll do it, hands down. Summer wasn't joking when she said that no one will hurt the Winchesters.
-"I meant everything I said. So you better not try anything."- She warned, locking eyes with him. -"And for you information, I don't need someone to take care of me, but if it's heaven's orders then go ahead, stay united. I don't need your help anyway."-
-"You will if Lucifer finds you."- He countered.
-"Lucifer won't find me if you don't hand me over. So, are you?"- She asked as she folded her arms.
The angel huffed. Of course she could trust him since he had already betrayed his brother because of her. Lucifer had asked him to take her to him, but as hard as it was, the angel didn't. Before dying, Gabriel had a word with him, since he already knew his days were numbered, and that he was the next in order to protect her. And the archangel's last wish was pretty clear. She had to be safe.
-"You should know he's aware of me being your new guardian. It will only be a matter of time before he finds you."- He explained as he rolled his eyes, annoyed that he had to help her.
Summer frowned at what he said and looked at him with suspicion. Why was he warning her? -"Alriiiiight."- She said, prolonging the word as she tried to understand.
The angel was utterly annoyed at this point. -"AND, if you must know, your visions are back. So what you recently saw, it wasn't a nightmare."- He said smiling, happy that she was at least, having some problems. -"It's going to happen sooner or later."-
Her eyes went to the floor as she remembered her last "nightmare". It couldn't be. There was no way that Sam would say yes, it was just all a misunderstanding. -"It can't be possible."- She said as shook her head in denial.
The angel smiled in sastifaction. -"Hey, I'm just doing my job and warning you."- He said as he winked. -"We'll be seeing around."- He said before vanishing.
Summer didn't even acknowledge when he left, she was too lost in thought. Her so called nightmare had been a vision. To think that she hadn't payed attention to it because she believed, despite Sam's latest ideas, that neither Winchester will say yes. That none of them will give up, not after everything they went through. Especially not Sam, who had been on edge when Dean was the one doubting.
Absently, she sat on the bed as she stared blankly at the wall thinking about what she should do next. To say that she was the person with the worst luck in the world was an understatement. First she had been extremely worried about her new guardian and what his intentions might be. Then, just when she finally managed to get free from him, Crowley showed up and spilled everything to the brothers. Now that she thought the angel could be on her side and help her, turns out that she was having visions again.
And in her latest vision she had seen Sam as Lucifer. But that couldn't happen, right?
The living room was quiet with a comfortable silence enveloping the four men. The brothers, Bobby and Castiel were downstairs, sitting, worried about her.
She had been unconscious for a while now, maybe a few hours and they didn't know what else to try. Her decompensation had been sudden and from what it seemed, quite painful too.
Bobby was sitting in his wheelchair, not only lost in thought about Summer but also Crowley. The demon had made his point very clear. His soul worked as leverage, and as soon as the devil was in the cage again, he would return it. That was the deal, and demon or not, Crowley had to respect it. At least that was what Bobby tried to convince himself.
Castiel was sitting against the wall, thinking about the new angel in town.
Crowley had mentioned that Summer had a new guardian, but as hard as he tried, his brain wouldn't work and he couldn't remember the list and who was after Gabriel. He sighed as he remembered his fallen brother. Castiel wished he could have been there to help him, but the shape he was in right now, he wouldn't have been of much help. As he thought, his eyelids started getting heavy and wanted to close, but he had to fight it, they had bigger issues. The ex-angel quickly realized humans had plenty of obstacles, sleeping was one of them and certainly the worst.
The brothers were just sitting in silence. Both of them had their minds ccupied with theories, ideas, omens, articles they had read, and a thousand more things that might be helpful. However, Summer was their main concern at the moment since she hadn't woken up yet. They were starting to think that Crowley had done something to her, but the demon hadn't moved. Maybe it had something to do with that angel.
Breathing loudly, Dean stood up abruptly all of a sudden. -"I can't wait anymore. We've got to do something."-
-"Sure, you have any ideas?"- Bobby replied sarcastically. -"We tried everything Dean, she's not waking up!"-
Exasperation had started to crept into the people in the room as time passed by.
-"Well at least I'm trying something instead of staying sitting doing nothing!"- Dean shouted back.
-"Dean..."- Sam tried to calm his brother.
-"No, don't "Dean" me. We have to do something Sam. What if that angel did something to her?"-
-"He didn't."- Castiel replied from his spot on the wall, getting the three men's attention -"I would have felt it otherwise."-
-"See? We just have to wait."- Sam continued, trying to put some sense into Dean's head.
But the older of the Winchesters wasn't buying that. Something had happened to her and if they kept waiting there, she could be in trouble. Maybe that angel had done something to her. Quickly Dean was getting desperate, not knowing what was wrong with her. But she had to be alright, she just had to.
Silence fell upon the men once again as they became lost in their thoughts once again. All of a sudden, the soft noise of wood creaking filled the room as someone came down the stairs. They all turned their gazes up and saw her as she supported her own weight on the railing. Hurriedly, they all went to check on her. Dean being the one to arrive first at her side.
-"Hey, you ok?"- He asked, extremely worried.
She gave them all a weak smile. -"I'm fine. I guess I passed out."- She said as she shrugged as if she didn't know what had happened.
Sam frowned. -"It was the angel, right?"-
Dean's face quickly hardened. He had turned his face to look at his brother when he spoke, and turned it again to watch her face when she replied. Their eyes met and she saw the pure anger in them. Sighing, she realized she couldn't tell the truth, otherwise Dean would go crazy and that was something she wasn't looking forward to.
She opened and closed her mouth a few times while she tried to find the right words. -"No, it wasn't him."- She lied.
Dean narrowed his eyes at her, not actually believing what she had just said.
-"So what happened?"- Bobby asked frowning.
Suddenly, a wild, crazy idea appeared in his mind. Summer was a healthy girl, she ate when she had to, and she was in shape after many years of hunting.
Lately, he had noted a changed in her mood and her way of eating. Now, she had fainted. His eyes went wide as he even considered the idea.
-"Uhh...Summer I need to speak with you"-
-"About what?"- She asked confused. -"Bobby, I'm fine. Seriously."- She assured him, thinking that he was only worried about her.
-"I need to talk with you NOW."- He demanded. All of them stared at the eldest hunter in confusion at his sudden change of mood.
-"Alright, I'm coming."- She said as she finished coming down the stairs since she had stopped two steps from the floor.
Bobby led her to the kitchen where he stopped and turned his wheelchair around to stare at her, while Summer stood there, waiting for him to tell her what was wrong. But he just stared deeply into her eyes, as if he was waiting for her to confess something.
-"What's up?"-
-"Something you wanna share?"- He pressed.
Summer rolled her eyes in thought, trying to think about what to say. -"Abouuut..."-
He glared at her. -"About you passing out. If it wasn't the angel, what was it?"-
Summer was lost for words. What was she supposed to say know? -"I do—...don't know...th-that's what I—"-
-"Summer..."- He said as he sighed. It couldn't be true right?
-"Bobby, I just...I need to speak with Dean first ok?"- She replied.
And that was his confirmation. -"Damn it girl! What have you two done?"- He scolded at her.
Two? What is he talking about? She was talking about the vision, and Dean certainly didn't have anything to do with it. What could he possible...NO! Summer thought.
-"Bobby, I AM NOT PREGNANT!"- She exclaimed a little too loud for her liking.
Apparently, the word "pregnant" had been heard from the other room and the brothers, along with Castiel came hurriedly to the kitchen.
-"Pregnant? Are you?"- Sam asked taken aback.
Dean's eyes were wide open as he listened to that word. His eyes quickly going to her stomach at the same time as Sam's.
Summer had started sweating by this point. She wasn't pregnant, she couldn't be. Not that she wasn't able to have babies, not as far as she knew, but she didn't want to be a mother, and she was always cautious, they both were. This was all a huge misunderstanding.
She took a deep breath before lifting a finger and pointing at Dean. -"Don't freak out, I can explain."-
-"Go ahead."- Dean said waving a hand. His eyes were still wide open and his breathing erratic.
-"First of all I'm not pregnant, just a misunderstanding."- As soon as those words left her mouth, all three men sighed in relief.
-"Bobby deduced that I was, since I fainted, but that's not the reason. Believe me, I'm a hundred percent sure, alright?"-
Everyone nodded. -"So what's the reason?"- Bobby asked from behind her.
Summer turned around and replied through clenched teeth. -"I told you I had to speak with Dean first?"-
At the mention of his name, Dean started freaking out again. -"Me? Why me? I mean if you're not...you know, why speak with me first, uh? You said you weren't so...wha—, I..."-
-"Dean, I'm not pregnant!"- She exclaimed, trying to make him understand.
She walked to him and turned him around to go outside. The rest of the group remained in silence and exchanged looks of concern.
Once outside, she closed the door behind them and sat on the porch steps. Dean stayed still, not sure of what to do since he still didn't fully believe her. She looked up and raised her eyebrows in question.
-"Aren't you gonna sit?"- She asked. He was still hesitant, which made her roll her eyes. -"For the love of God! Dean, I'm not pregnant, scouts honor! Now, can you freaking sit down?"-
Hesitantly, the hunter sat next to her but didn't say a word. He was still a little confused and worried about what she wanted to tell him.
-"We need to talk."- She said as she got serious.
So if she isn't pregnant, why did she need to speak with me? Dean thought. -"What did I do now?"- He asked, suddenly scared of what he might have done.
Summer smiled at him. -"Nothing."- She replied as she shook her head while she kept smiling. -"It's about Sam."- She said, getting serious again.
-"What about him?"-
She sighed. -"The reason I passed out earlier is...Dean I'm having visions again."- She confessed. Truth was the fainting and all the physical pain she felt at the moment was cause of her new guardian, but Dean didn't need to know that.
-"When did it start?."- He asked as he turned his body in her direction.
-"At the beggining of the week. I had a vision and I ignored it, I thought it was a nightmare because I saw Adam."- She said, and when Dean opened his mouth to say something she clarified. -"You're brother Adam. But then, I had it again and this time it was just Sam."-
-"What happened?"-
She swallowed the lump in her throat before continuing. -"He said yes."- She said and saw the color drain from his face.
Summer knew what Sam meant to Dean and she completely understood what a shock this was. None of her visions have been stopped, and as she was told once, visions were glimpses of the future. No way of changing it.
-"I'm sorry."- She said, trying to break the dead silence that had fallen upon them.
Dean was looking at the floor as he spoke. -"There's nothing we can do then."- He said, defeated.
Summer shook her head -"There's something actually."- Dean's head quickly snapped up at her words. She smiled at him before saying that one word that could be the solution to their problems.
-"Ariel."-
-"No, no. It's too dangerous."- He quickly rejected her proposal.
-"So is Lucifer."- She replied matter of factly. -"He's even more dangerous Dean. And I know what Sam means to you, he's your brother. You gotta let me do it, I might even be strong enough to beat her. Hell, I did it once."-
-"No you didn't. She let you take control again."-
-"Yeah, because of you. So maybe, just maybe we could both beat her together again."- She said but he sitll didn't look convinced. -"Would you rather let Sam say yes?"-
-"I would rather that none of you have to."-
She huffed. -"I know."- She said, completely understanding him. -"Life sucks."-
-"No, our life sucks, no life in general. We're the ones who are fucked up."-
Summer laughed shortly but without humor. Quickly she got serious again and decided to try it again. He just had to understand. -"Dean..."-
He shook his head, not wanting to listen to her again.-"I can't. I just...I can't lose you too. I can't."- He admitted.
Slowly, he turned his head to the side and looked deep into her eyes. Summer saw that those green eyes of his were red, as if the tears were about to fall at any moment. To say that she was completely involved with this guy was saying something. There was no way she could deny him anything in this state. She would agree or do anything he wanted. She just wasn't ready to watch him cry. Not now, not ever.
-"You won't."- She assured him. -"I promise."- She finished as she gave him a smile.
Dean sniffled and returned the smile before turning his head and looked at the empty yard once again.
The sun was low in the sky since the night was approaching. Dean was putting something in order at the trunk when Sam showed up from behind him and stood next to the car, in silence. Dean looked up and heard his brother taking a deep breath, as if preparing to say something.
Sighing he stood straight. -"Let me guess. We're about to have a talk."-
-"Look, Dean, um...for the record...I agree with you. About me. You think I'm too weak to take on Lucifer. Well, so do I. Believe me, I know exactly how screwed up I am. You, Bobby, Summer, Cass...I'm the least of any of you."-
Sam explained to his older brother.
-"Oh, Sam..."-
-"It's true. It is. But...I'm also all we got. If there was another way...but I don't think there is. There's just me. So I don't know what else to do. Except just try t-to do what's got to be done."- Sam finished.
Dean stayed in silence for a moment, thinking about what his brother had just said. There was actually another way, but it included the other most important person Dean had. Summer. He knew that if she set Ariel free there was a chance she wouldn't come back, and that didn't assure them that Lucifer wasn't going to get his hands on Sam. It was a risk, a risk that Dean wasn't willing to take.
-" And...scene."- Crowley said, breaking the brotherly moment. Smirking, he approached the brothers with a newspaper in his hand. -"There's something you need to see."- He announced as he handed it over to Sam.
Even after reading the article, Sam nor Dean could quite understand what was so important that the demon wanted them to know. Crowley glanced between them at their lost faces.
-"Niveus pharmaceuticals. Get it?"- The demon asked, but just confirmed his suspicions that the brothers didn't understand what he was talking about.
Huffing he continued. -"You two are lucky you have your looks."- He said sarcastically. -"Your demon lover, Brady? V.P. of distribution, Niveus."- After saying this, he saw how both finally understood it. -"Ah, yes, that the sound of the abacus clacking? We all caught up?"-
Finally the brothers understood what the plan was. First step, spreading swine flu. Second, was the vaccine which was chock-full of grade-a, farm-fresh croatoan virus. And third, it was the countrywide distribution, which will cause a large amount of people to become living zombies.
-"Simultaneous, countrywide distribution. It's quite a plan."- Sam said astonished.
-"They don't get to be horsemen for nothing. So, you boys better stock up on...well, everything. This time next Thursday, we'll all be living in zombieland."- Crowley explained, quite calm with his hands on his pockets.
Before anything else was said, Summer arrived from behind Crowley in search of the brothers. At the look on their faces she stopped, worried about what might be wrong, but decided to ask later.
-"Umm, Bobby is looking for you guys."- She said to the brothers.
Sam and Dean nodded and straightened up before going inside. Crowley stayed behind and turned around to face Summer.
-"I have the impression something is on your mind."- The demon joked.
-"Why are you doing this? Why are you helping us?"- She asked.
-"Do I have to repeat myself again?"- He asked ironically. -"I want the exact same thing as you. I want Lucifer dead."-
She nodded. -"I understand but I still can't seem to trust you."- She said as she tilted her head to the side as if thinking.
-"You should."- He replied. -"Or maybe not, who knows."- He finished with a wide smirk on his face.
Crowley went to walk past her when she spoke. -"For your own sake you better not screwing us over."-
The demon stopped and turned around to look at her. Actually, to look at her back since she was still facing the other side. -"Or what? You are getting kind of boring with your constant threats Summer."-
She snorted as she turned around to face the demon again. -"I've just threatened an angel, and didn't back off. What makes you think I will with you?"- She explained as she smiled. -"You people should start taking me seriously. Otherwise, things are going to end bloody."-
She walked and stopped right next to him. -"For you at least."- She finished before starting to walk off again and going back inside.
The demon turned his head slightly to the side to watch her go. A frown appeared on his face as he thought about her threat.
As Summer was walking her way back to Bobby's house, she reminded herself to keep a close eye on the demon. Since she was a kid, she was taught not to trust demons, and during her whole life, she had followed that rule. Nowadays, trusting a demon might be their only solution, but after their experience with Ruby, she was going to be cautious.
Everything was ready. Sam, Cas and Bobby were stocking up the van with everything they needed and Dean was doing the same thing in the Impala with Summer's help. The brothers were going in different directions. While Dean and Crowley went behind Death, Sam along with Summer, Cas and Bobby were going to stop the distribution of the Croatoan virus.
Dean closed the trunk of the Impala and walked closer to his brother, with Summer closely behind him, ready to get in the van. -"All right, well...Good luck stopping the whole zombie apocalypse."- He said to his brother.
-"Yeah. Good luck killing Death."- Sam replied to his brother. Huffing, he started remembering how their old times were. -"Remember when we used to just...hunt wendigos? How simple things were?"-
-"Not really."- Dean replied.
Summer smiled at the exchange between the brothers, but at the same time felt the sadness in their words. -"Well, um..."- She said, breaking the dead silence. -"...you might need this."- She handed the demon-killing knife to Dean.
-"Keep it."- Crowley said, showing up from nowhere. -"Dean's covered."- He said as he handed him a small scythe. -"Death's own. Kills, demons and angels and reapers and, rumor has it...the very thing itself."- The demon explained.
-"How did you get that?"- Castiel asked.
-"Hello...king of the crossroads. So, shall we?"- He said but stopped as he glanced at Bobby. -"Bobby, you just gonna sit there?"-
-"No, I'm gonna riverdance."- The hunter replied sarcastically.
-"I suppose if you want to impress the ladies."-The demon replied with a smirk. Everyone looked at him in confusion at his words.
Sighing, the demon turned fully to the hunter as he spoke. -"Bobby, Bobby, Bobby. Really wasted that crossroads deal. Fact...you get more if you phrase it properly. So, I took the liberty of adding a teeny little sub-a clause on your behalf."-
Again, all of them were looking at the demon with confusion and surprise at the same time. -"What can I say? I'm an altruist. Just gonna sit there?"-
This time, all the eyes were on Bobby, waiting for him to make any kind of movement. The eldest hunter looked down at his feet, and slowly raised one of them. He put one foot on the floor, and then the other. Finally, with pure amazement, he was able to stand up on his feet once again. The brothers exchanged a look of surprise and joy, as Summer's eyes were fixed on the hunter's legs.
-"Son of a bitch."- The hunter exclaimed.
-"Yes, I know. Completely worth your soul. I'm a hell of a guy."- Crowley stated.
-"Thanks."- Bobby said as his throat got constricted of emotion.
The demon winced at the enviroment that was building. -"This is getting maudlin. Can we go?"- He said as he turned and headed to the Impala.
All of the hunters were looking at Bobby with wide grins on their faces, full of joy and satisfaction that at least once, they had some good luck. Dean shook his head to get back to business and to shake any kind of emotion he had felt. Especially the tears that were threating to fall.
-"We should go."- He announced.
Everyone nodded still smiling, and went to get in their respective cars when Crowley spoke again. -"Summer is coming with us."-
-"What?"- Dean asked. -"No way, she's going with Sam."- He complained, completely disagreeing with the demon's idea.
-"We need the angel girl, in case something goes wrong."- Crowley said matter of factly.
-"She's not an angel anymore Crowley, she'll be useless with you guys, with us..."- Sam started explaining, also not happy with the demon's idea.
-"She might not currently be an angel, but she still has a bond with them."- The demon interrupted as he rolled his eyes. -"If anything happens, her bodyguard is gonna come down to help. That's why we need her."-
Dean turned around to look at her, begging her to deny it herself. He pleaded her with his eyes to just get into the van, but as expected Summer headed toward them.
She wasn't sure if he was going to come down to help her, not after their little meeting. Or if she actually wanted him to show up. But she would surely feel better if Dean wouldn't go alone with that demon, so she was tagging along.
She walked toward them and just when she was about to walk past him, Dean stopped her. -"Summer..."- He started.
-"Dean, you heard him. End of discussion."- She said as she took her arm out of his grasp and got into the Impala.
The demon smirked before copying her movements and getting into the car. He was riding shotgun. With a sigh, Dean turned around and headed to the car, getting inside himself. Sam did as his brother and went to the van, who had Bobby behind the wheel. Both cars going in opposite directions once at the road.
The ride to Chicago was silent, the demon nor any of the hunters said a word. Once in town, Crowley suggested to go check a place which seemed to be the exact location where Death was.
-"Alright, let's go."- Dean said and went to open the door when he heard Summer doing the same. -"Hey, you stay."- He told her front the frontseat.
-"What?"- She asked.
-"Yeah, what?"- The demon asked again. -"I told you that we need..."-
-"I know what you said."- Dean interrupted him. -"But A, we don't even know if the guy's in there. B, if something happens, she can just call that damn angel. Believe me, she has done it before. And C, she's not coming with, period."- He finished.
Both the demon and the huntress opened their mouths to protest but Dean interrupted. -"I might have accepted that she come with us, but no way in hell she's coming to meet with freaking Death. No freaking way in hell!"- He finished as he raised his tone. -"Understood?"-
Summer glared at the eldest Winchester through the rearview mirror before opening the car's door wider and slamming it shut. -"Understood."- She said as she smirked at him.
Dean winced as he heard the door closing. -"Son of a..."-
-"Shall we?"- The demon interrupted.
Before leaving the car, the hunter turned to glare at her after what she had done but didn't say anything.
Once she was alone, she let out a huff as she crossed her arms across her chest. She let her head fall backwards, resting it against the back of the seat.
She sighed and closed her eyes as she waited for something to happen, when she saw something. Flashes, images and voices. Their voices.
"We'll find another way. We can still stop all this Dean." "How?" "I don't know, but we'll find it. You and me, we'll find it." Someone throwing something in the trash. Then it was her, standing in the middle of the motel room alone. She grabbed something. Turned around. There was a guy. A guy dressed in white. "Father." She stated.
Summer opened her eyes and gasped for air as she sat up straight again. She took deep breaths as she calmed herself down. Suddenly she felt a presence next to her and abruptly turned around to see him.
-"Evening!"- He greeted.
-"What are you doing here?"- She asked breathless with a hand on her chest.
-"You saw something didn't you?"-
-"How you know?"- She asked as she still tried to calm herself. It had been a strong one, as she could still feel the adrenaline rushing through her.
-"Hellooo, guardian angel remember?"- He smirked. -"So, what did you see?"- He asked with interested.
Summer glanced from one side to other. -"I'm not gonna tell you!"-
-"Why not?"-
-"Because I don't trust you."- She exclaimed. -"So I ain't gonna tell you shit. Now, vanish!"-´
The angel sighed and frowned. -"But I wanna help you."- He pouted.
She glared at him. -"I don't believe you, so stop it."- She said as she massaged her forehead, trying to calm down the headache.
He watched her with honest concern, knowing for sure that it could not only be a vision. -"Maybe it wasn't a vision. Maybe it was a memory."-
-"A memory of what?"- She asked as she continued to massage her forehead with her eyes closed.
-"When Ariel was in charge."- He explained. -"But I can't tell you unless you tell me exactly what you saw."-
She looked sideways at him as she narrowed her eyes. Could she actually trust the guy?
-"And yes Summer, you can trust me."- The angel added with a sigh. -"I'm here to protect you."-
-"You sure you're not here to hand me over to Lucifer?"- Summer asked with distrust.
-"I'm sure. As much as you don't like me, and regardless our unfortunate first meeting, I do want to help you."- He explained. -"Besides, I promised that I would."-
She looked up when he said that, frowing in confusion. -"A promise? To who?"-
Sighing, and talking seriously, the angel replied. -"To Gabriel."-
Summer stayed silent. The name of her dead friend burning her inside.
Eventually, Dean and Crowley returned to the car, but Summer was alone once again. Dean informed her that Death wasn't there, but that due to the deal Bobby had made, the demon was obligated to provide the location of the horseman.
As they were going through Chicago, the storm was becoming stronger, lightning filling the sky. Dean had gone to check on a few places while Summer waited with Crowley. She felt weird, being seated with a demon in a car, but her mind was busy with her last vision and the things he had said.
-"Something's on your mind sweetie?"- The demon asked, breaking the comfortable silence in the car.
Summer looked up and glared at his neck, but didn't reply. Maybe Crowley knew that he had been there, she wasn't sure. She sighed, and before something else could be said, Dean arrived.
It was freezing outside, and as soon as the door was opened, the cool wind filled the car. Dean lifted his jacket's collar trying to warm himself a little bit. As soon as he sat, he turned to glare at the demon.
-"So, what? Call in a bomb threat? 1,000 bomb threats? I mean, how the hell am I supposed to get three million people out of Chicago in the next 10 minutes?"-
Without replying, all of a sudden the demon vanished from the car. Dean and Summer both looked at where he was supposed to be and frowned.
-"Come on!"- Dean exclaimed as he waved his hands around.
-"Son of a bitch!"- Summer cursed from the backseat.
She was going to move to the front seat, without leaving the car, when she glance up and saw the demon. He was at a restaurant's door, waving at them for their attention.
-"Uh Dean, look there."- She signaled the hunter.
Crowley was talking, saying something, but Summer and Dean couldn't understand him. She sat back in her seat as she frowned, trying to read his lips.
-" I said I found him."- Crowley said, showing up all of a sudden, scaring both Summer and Dean. -"Death...he's in there."-
Summer took a deep breath and got ready for what she was about to do. -"Let's go."-
-"What? You're not coming!"- Dean exclaimed as he turned around in the seat to look at her. -"I thought I was clear earlier."-
-"I don't care what you said, I'm coming. Like it or not."- She said, and without any other word she opened the door and left the car.
-"Son of a..."- Dean trailed off as he also left the car.
But before following her he stopped and bent down to see Crowley, who hadn't moved. -"You coming or..."- Dean stopped when he saw the demon was gone. -"...not."-
-"Let's go."- Summer said from in front of him.
-"Hey, hey, wait!"- He said as he caught up with her and grabbed her arm. -"Listen to me..."-
-"Dean I said I was going, period."- She interrupted.
-"I know, I know."- He took a brief pause before saying what he was going to say. -"I wish there was something I could tell you to make you stay in the car..."- She opened her mouth to complain when he continued. -"...but I know you, and I know how stubborn you are."-
-"Well, thank you."- She said sarcastically with a smile.
But Dean didn't smile back. -"Summer please, be careful. We're about to face freaking Death, and I don't want anything to happen to you alright?"- He asked her as he cupped her face with both hands.
At this display of affection, she couldn't do anything more than nod. -"I will, don't worry."- She assured him.
Dean tried to smile but he couldn't. He was seriously worried and wished he could go alone. He sighed, knowing that there was no way she will stay behind. Closing the gap between them, he kissed her briefly but hard on the lips before letting go and walking past her.
Summer smiled to herself and shook her head before turning around and following him inside.
As Dean walked, he had in one hand the weapon Crowley had given to them. With Summer closely behind him, he opened the door slowly, without making any noises. Rapidly he saw a woman on the floor and a few other people lying across the tables, obviously dead. He made a sign to Summer to be quiet and kept walking further.
As they kept advancing, they saw many more people lying on the floor, or just across their table without breathing. The whole restaurant had been packed when Death showed up.
Suddenly, they saw a guy sitting at a table alone. Dean turned slightly to see Summer and put a finger on his lips, to keep her quiet. She nodded but before any of them could move, the scythe started burning Dean's hand to the point where he had to drop it to the floor. They both winced at the sound it made, and hoped in vain, that Death hadn't heard.
-"Thanks for returning that."- Death said.
Both hunters looked at the table and saw the scythe next to his hand. -"Join me, Dean. The pizza's delicious."-
Summer frowned in confusion as he hasn't named her. Dean looked at her and shrugged, but they both started walking toward the table. However, before she could even take two steps, a wave of weakness went through her body making her fall to the floor. Her eyelids too heavy to remain opened, that she finally succumbed to unconsciousness.
-"Summer..."- Dean said and went to kneel next to her.
-"She's fine. She's just not allowed to be near me. I believe she has an angel on her shoulder."- Death stated.
Dean stood up and walked hesitantly to the table, stopping next to a chair. -"Sit down."- Death said without even raising his eyes.
-"What happened to her?"- Dean asked, truly concerned since it had happened often to her lately.
-"She was present the night I was raised, and there's some sort of...connection among us. I have understanding that heaven is against this bond, which will explain why she can't get close to me."- The horseman explained calmly.
-"But you are not here to speak about that."- He continued as he took another bite. -"Took you long enough to find me. I've been wanting to talk to you."- Death said as he looked up and held Dean's eyes with his own.
The hunter sighed, preparing for what was about to come.
Light was coming through the window and hit her full in the face. Groaning, she put up a hand to cover her eyes from the light before opening them. She squinted as she looked around the room where she was. Bobby's.
She sighed, wondering how she always ended up in her bed without knowing what had happened earlier and with a strong headache. It surely sounded like her old days, but there was no guy involved in this. Well, there was a guy, but he certainly wasn't in bed with her currently and last she knew, he was about to face...She sat up in bed abruptly as she remembered where she had been last.
Death. Dean and her had gone to meet with Death and before she could get close to the guy she fainted. Why did that always happen to her? She didn't know but she was getting tired of it. However, her main concern at the moment was Dean and how he was.
Throwing the covers aside, she stood up from bed and went running downstairs. She didn't stop until she reached the bottom, and then turned to the kitchen, which was empty.
-"Sam? Dean?"- She called, but no one replied. -"Damn it!"-
Deciding that the house was empty, she directed outside, straight to where Bobby kept his cars. She knew that it was a place where the boys liked to think or talk. Men, who understood them?
Thankfully, she spotted Bobby and Dean in a deep conversation, which meant that at least he was safe and sound. Before she could head back inside she was noticed by the two men.
-"Hey, you're awake."- Bobby said as he turned around after realizing someone was behind him. -"Sure you ain't got a bun in the oven?"- He joked.
She rolled her eyes. -"Seriously? Isn't this joke ever gonna get old?"-
-"No."- Bobby replied laughing. -"I'll leave you two kids alone."- He said before grabbing his beer and heading back to the house.
Summer waited until Bobby was out of sight before turning to Dean. -"I swear that if he continues with the baby jokes, I'm gonna freak out!"-
Dean smiled but it didn't reach his eyes which meant something wasn't alright. Summer watched him carefully as she thought of what could be wrong since she could see the four rings on the table. But before she could speak, he did.
-"So why did you faint this time?"- He asked, without making eye contact.
She shook her head, not really knowing the reason. -"I don't have a freaking clue, why?"-
-"You're not hiding anything from me?"- He said as he raised his eyes and looked at her.
Summer denied with her head frantically. -"I'm not, why would...what's going on?"- She asked, with suspicion.
Dean shrugged. -"Death told me that you weren't allowed to be close to him for some bond he had with you. Because turns out, you were there the night he was raised. Guess you forgot to mention that little detail."-
Summer's eyes snapped wide open as she listened to his words. -"I have a bond with Death?"-
He examined her face as if looking for any sign of a lie when he realized she was actually shocked by the news he had delivered. -"You didn't know huh?"-
-"No, I didn't. That would have been a hell of a detail to forget Dean."-
-" Forget it, it doesn't have any importance, believe me, he said it himself. I just was checking that you hadn't lied to me like you did with your new guardian angel."- He accused as he took a gulp of his beer.
-"I'm sorry alright, but that's kind of a secret thing. Hell, I never even told you about Gabriel..."- She stopped as she mentioned his name. She sighed. -"I'm sorry."-
Dean nodded and decided not to speak further since the whole angel thing was still a sore subject. He took a few long gulps of beer before setting the bottle on the table again. She tilted her head as she studied his face.
-"Are you ok?"-
Dean looked up and met her gaze. -"Yeah, just a little tired, that's all."-
Summer nodded as she went around the table and sat on a chair next to him. She stood silent and didn't say a word as if waiting for him to speak first. Giving up, she took a deep breath before talking. She wasn't really good with words after all.
-"Anything you wanna talk about?"- She asked as she played with her hands uncomfortably.
Dean smiled at her attempt of trying to help him, but truth was his problem didn't have solution. He had to let his brother jump into the burning cage with Lucifer wearing his body. Dean would give anything he had to avoid that, anything but one thing. Her. The only option besides letting Sam make the big jump, was to let the Archangel inside her body free, and that wasn't something he liked.
Completely changing the subject, Dean decided to ask her something that had been on his mind for a long time.
-"What would you-...I mean, if we actually manage to stop all of this shit, what would you like to do once you were free? Once you don't have to worry about the devil and that crap!."-
She looked at him weird with a tiny smile on her lips. -"Ok, random question."- She joked.
-"Just answer."- He replied with shrug. His elbows supporting his weight as they rested on the table.
Summer laughed shortly as she tried to find the words. -"Alright, umm...it will never be over Dean."- She said as she looked at him. -"There will always be other things to hunt, and someone has to do it."-
-"So you're saying, that even after all of this is over, you're gonna keep hunting?"-
-"Technically. Not that I have something else to do."-
But she had. At least in Dean's mind. Lately, an idea had crossed his mind a few dozens times, everytime someone would mentioned the sacrifice his brother might have to do. Dean understood that if Sam made that jump, his brother will be gone forever. And he would stay alive but alone, if she wasn't there with him, but she was.
From the moment Summer Sullivan had walked into their lives, he was changed forever. At first he had denied the connection they both had, but now it was impossible. His feelings for her were unbearable and every day they became stronger and deeper. He knew it, and he had accepted it a long time ago, that's why he asked her for something more, something serious.
But now, if he really had to lose his brother, he wasn't going to lose this chance. This tiny chance of having what he had always wanted. A family. Or something like that. Something with her. Just the two of them.
He opened and closed his mouth a few times, thinking about what he was about to say. Huffing, he laughed nerviously before talking.
-"What if you did?"-
-"What do you mean?"-
He took a deep breath. This was it. -"I always thought that once I killed yellow eyes, all of this will be over for me. But then I made that deal, and then Lilith showed up and Ruby, Alastair, Angels, Lucifer, and you know the rest."-
-"But now, to actually beat the devil I have to lose my brother. My baby brother, the one I have taken care of since I could remember."-
-"You don't know that."- She tried to comfort him.
-"I do. Because like it or not, that's the only real solution we have Summer."-
He closed his eyes as he realized that what he had just said was true. There was no other way.
Turning his head to the side, he met her gaze and smiled. She smiled back and tilted her head as she watched him with soft eyes.
-"But if we actually win, I'm out. I want nothing more to do with this life. I want to..."- He trailed off as he thought the right words to explain himself.
-"I want to live my life. I want to have a home, to eat homemade meals, to live in peace."-
Summer was taken aback since she wasn't expecting this outburst. She blinked a few times as she digested everything. If he was saying this, it meant that after everything was over, he was leaving. He was leaving her.
-"Oh, I didn't know...you thought that."-
As she spoke, Summer tried to ignore the weird feeling she had in her stomach. Apparently his words had affected her more than even she thought.
Why all of a sudden was she feeling as if he was abandoning her? She knew that their relationship had an expiration date, and it was sooner than expected.
-"Yeah. I always felt the same. That one day I would be able to leave this life behind me, or at least try."- He said.
So he knew it from the beggining and he never mentioned it? Ok, that's not cool.
-"But thing is I...um, I want you to come with me."-
What! He's joking isn't he? This can't be right!
-"Because I seriously don't wanna lose you too and, uh..."-
Dean struggled with words, as this wasn't easy for him. He wasn't used to talking about his feelings, let alone to ask a girl to leave with him. Besides, the face of pure shock or horror, he wasn't quite sure, of Summer, wasn't helping.
He took a deep breath as he looked deep into her eyes. -"I really wanna be with you Sum."- He finally confessed.
Oh my God! He didn't just say that, did he? Damn it! What am I supposed to do now?
-"Now, would be a good moment for you to say something."- He added with a nervous smile on his face.
Oh, he wants me to say something. Ok, I'll say something... -"Are you out of your freaking mind! No way!"- She exclaimed.
Dean couldn't help but laugh at her little outburst. -"Oh, you think this is funny huh? Well, for your information, I don't!"-
-"Summer..."-
-"To think that I can actually go with you? Unbelieveable. I mean we're barely in some kind of...relationship."- She whispered the last word as if no one was supposed to know about them.
Dean continued smiling at her attitude. -"And, and...you really think that I could play housewife? I mean, seriously? What's wrong with you Winchester?"-
-"You're done?"- Dean asked.
-"No, I'm not done. I'm far from done. So, let's just say that I actually accept that insane idea, then what? We get married, we have kids, a dog, a mini van, we go to baseball games, to freaking picnis?"- She stopped as she looked him in the eyes. -"Seriously! You want that apple-pie life? I would have never expected that because..."- She stopped as some gross idea crossed her mind.
-"Oh my god, kids? delivering them from THERE? ME? Oh damn it, I think I'm gonna be sick."- She said as she winced from disgust of that idea.
Dean was fighting hard to not to laugh. He cleared his throat as he watched her face before speaking. -"You done now?"-
-"Yeah, I'm done."- She said in a soft voice as she was lost in thought, still with a disgusted face.
Dean shook his head at her, not actually believing what had just happened. God, he loved this woman. Reaching her with his arm, he brought her against him, and before she could say another word, he pressed his lips firmly against her.
At first she was shocked, but then relaxed in his arms and returned the kiss eagerly. One of his hands was buried in her hair as he tilted her head back and deepened the kiss. After a moment, they broke apart. He smiled at her because her face was flushed, and to know he was the reason made him feel damn proud.
-"I just asked you to come with me, I didn't ask you for all those things."- He said.
When she was about to protest he continued. -"I just wanna be with you, that's it. I don't need all that."-
Summer watched with distrust as she listened what he said. -"You sure? I mean you're not gonna come later and ask for marriage and that shit, are you? Because Dean, I have a limit!"- She explained as she played with his shirt, not meeting his eyes.
Dean shook his head with a smile on his face. -"Promise."-
Reluctantly, she looked up and saw his face. He was smiling down at her with his charming smile. That wasn't playing fair.
-"Dean, I don't really know if this is a good idea, I barely know what I'm doing now and..."-
-"Hey..."- He interrupted her. -"It's gonna be ok. Besides, you're doing a damn good job as my girlfriend now. I'm satisfied baby."- He teased.
She glared at him as she frowned. -"See, that's why I know it's not gonna work."-
Dean laughed shortly as he once again shook his head, not believing that this was actually happening, that they were really talking about it. He cupped her face with both hands before planting a quick kiss to her lips.
-"Look, at least promise me something. After all of this is over, we'll talk ok?"-
He looked her deep in the eyes and forced her to hold the eye contact the whole time. The smirk still firmly on his face, knowing before hand what she was going to say. Sighing she gave up.
-"We'll talk."- She ended.
Dean smirked widely before kissing her once again. He kissed her hungrily.
Cuteeeeeeeeee little moment at the end right! Tell me what you think...
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