A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's…though I wished I owned the guys…*sighs*
Dean tossed and turned as the terrifying images flooded his mind.
"You can't escape me Dean….."
Anna had him pinned against the wall with a simple flick of her hand. Dean struggled to breathe and cry out for Sam or Brooklyn but the fallen angel laughed in his face.
"You think they can hear you? Well in here no one can hear you scream…."
She reached over and caressed his face watching the hunter jerk and twist from her touch.
"I'm hurt…." She feigned rejection. "I thought we had something that night…."
"You fucking raped me you psychotic bitch!" The fallen angel's eyes narrowed and without warning slapped Dean hard across the face. Dean winced as his teeth slashed against the inside of the cheek and felt blood fill a pocket of his mouth. He swallowed hard then glared coldly at Anna.
"You are one broken angel you know that?"
"Lucifer was my friend!" She screamed. "And you had to play good little soldier and cast him out! He loved our Father so much he couldn't bear to bow down to mud monkeys!"
"So why are you wearing a meat suit?" Dean threw it back in her face.
"I couldn't stand being around them, around you or that sickening sweet bitch Afriel! So I waited until I heard that Brooklyn or rather Afriel made that little deal and punched a ticket to Hell. When the Seals were being broken, I knew it was my chance to get a little payback."
"Don't you dare touch her…." Dean warned her dangerously.
"Oh I won't, but….." she paused and smirked at the bound hunter. "Lucifer wants her and I intend on taking her to him."
"You don't know where we are," Dean declared in triumph.
"No matter," she shrugged. "Demons are everywhere looking out for you. And we know she is getting closer to giving birth."
"You bitch," Dean spat. "Don't you even think about fucking with my wife or daughter!"
"You really have gone soft Michael," she shook her head sadly. "But that will be your downfall…."
Dean sat up drenched in sweat and fear. He looked around to see Sam sleeping in the bed to his right and Brooklyn sleeping soundly beside him. Her stomach had grown a little bit more and their daughter had turned more active since. He carefully ran a hand over Brooklyn's stomach reassuring himself their daughter was still there.
"Hey it's your daddy," he leaned over and whispered. "I am not going to let anyone hurt you or your mom and Cas won't either."
He paused before speaking gain. "Is it true? Is your Uncle Sam right? Are you and Cas meant to be together you know, soulmates?"
His hand remained there and felt a couple of sharp swift jolts. So it was true…..
"Hello Dean," Castiel said from behind. Dean turned around to see the angel standing at the edge of the bed.
"Hey Cas," Dean was slowly starting to get used to his unannounced appearances. Castiel noticed the sweat on Dean's skin and looked hard with those wide insightful eyes.
"What happened?" He asked.
"Bad dream," Dean grumbled as he sat up and ran his hand over his face. The angel nodded but didn't say anything. The hunter was agitated enough and didn't wish to push his buttons as humans said.
"I've been hearing whispers…..Anna's looking for you," Dean felt his heart stop and blood turn to ice in his veins. Castiel caught the haunted look rush through his eyes and suspected the bad dream was more than just that.
"Why?" Dean asked coldly.
"Lucifer knows about your daughter and Anna's making a power play against the higher demons by turning Brook in to him. Dean, he wants your child and Brook."
"Tell me something I don't know," he flung back the covers and got up. Dean waved a hand for the angel to follow him out onto the balcony. The night was cool and crisp as hunter and angel stood outside.
"Brook's about 6 months now Cas. We haven't heard anything about Gabriel and I have the feeling he's Lucifer's love slave. Those two always were inseparable."
"Yes, Lucifer's hold on Gabriel is strong and after being apart for so long Gabriel is weak and vulnerable to Lucifer's will. We may lose him Dean."
"Don't tell Brooklyn that," Dean leaned against the railing with arms crossed in front. "She's had enough to contend with."
Brooklyn woke up to see Dean outside with Castiel. She sighed and got up grabbing the phone on her way to the bathroom. She had to see if Tom found out anything.
"Tom, it's me. What did you find out?"
"Nothing new yet…..But I did find out something, something big."
"What's bigger than finding a missing set of his and hers angel Grace?"
"The Colt…."
"Where is it?" Brooklyn felt the excitement rising in her voice.
"Okay remember when Bella claimed to give the Colt to Lilith? Well she didn't. She gave it to Crowley, who basically oversees all the crossroads demons."
"Now why didn't Chuck inform us of that little detail?"
"You'll have to ask him," Tom sighed. "But I'm still searching for your Grace but as I said Georgia was a bust."
"I know but thanks for trying."
"You're welcome," he grinned on the other end. "But Brooklyn what I have to say next isn't good. Anna's hunting for you."
"Tell that bitch to bring it on!" Brooklyn hissed through clenched teeth. "That bitch raped Dean!"
"Brook you need to calm down, it's not good for your baby," Tom reminded her.
"You're the third person to tell me that," she huffed.
"Sorry but you know I worry about you despite Dean's misgivings about me."
"Well considering what Ruby did to Sam I can understand his mistrust. But again there have been angels who went rogue, so I don't see why he can't accept the idea some demons can denounce their ways."
"You forgot it was Azazel who made the deal with John….."
"I didn't Tom I just didn't want to bring that back up…."
"Sorry," he said. "But find Crowley, find the Colt. I'll be in touch."
Brooklyn hung up and and padded across the room towards the bed. Dean was still outside with Castiel and she wondered what they were talking about but figured Dean would tell her or she would make him talk. Sam continued to sleep soundly as she slipped back in bed and drew the covers up to her chin. It was turning harder and harder to sleep comfortably but she told herself within three months it would all be over and sleeping on her side would be easy once again.
"So have you thought of a name for her?" Castiel asked.
"Yeah…" Dean drawled out. "Tristan."
Castiel nodded and smiled. "That is a beautiful name," he said. Dean grinned and noticed how the angel's eyes lit up at the mention of his daughter. Perhaps the notion of the angel and his unborn child being soulmates wasn't so bad after all. Ever since they told Castiel the truth, the angel had been even more protective of his charge and child. He was bordering on mother hen in some instances which drove Dean insane.
Dean returned to the room after the angel left and slid beside his sleeping wife. Brooklyn looked over at him as he ran a hand over her smooth but swollen stomach. The light rubbing over sensitive skin made the hunter stir and pull him in to her full waiting lips. Dean loved it when she instigated things and it had been a few weeks since they made love. He pawed at her underwear, slowly pulling them down then letting her kick them away. They didn't care if Sam was across the room since they had done it before when he slept peacefully in the same room.
Dean turned Brooklyn on her side and eased his way from the worn cotton boxers. His cock leaked onto her back as it rested against her bottom and lower back. Her breathing quickened and heart started pounding when Brooklyn felt his hand slip between her legs and gently tease the damp hot folds. Brooklyn buried her face in the thin pillow, muffling her short sweet cries. Dean leaned over and traced his tongue along her earlobe and neck as the two fingers gently thrusted inside of her.
"It's alright," he whispered. "Just let it all go baby." Dean shifted his thumb and in slow methodic circles massaged the sold nub. Brooklyn shuddered and pushed back against Dean to show she wanted and needed him. Dean slipped his hand away and positioned his weeping cock at her entrance and slowly eased inside. Brooklyn parted her legs even more for him as he started rocking his hips in sync with hers.
Sam woke up hearing the quiet muffled cries and whispers from across the room. The light pouring in from the parking lot revealed more than enough for the hunter to figure out what was going on. Making his famous bitchface of doom at the couple, Sam then rolled over and covered his head with the other pillow.
Dean nipped at her neck and tenderly sunk his nails into her hips, hanging on as Brooklyn started to climax on him. He groaned a little too loud as his cock was held by the taut elastic walls. The hunter's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt his own body spill inside his beloved hunter.
"Brook…..God I love you…." He threw his head back as his felt the wave crash into his body. Dean continued breathing hard while snapping his hips faster and harder. Brooklyn didn't feel any pain or discomfort but the bond between them grow tighter as the child within her continued to develop. He slowly pulled out from her slick hole then stretched out beside her. Brooklyn took his hand and kissed it before locking her fingers in his.
"And I love you too Dean," she smiled. Brooklyn decided to wait until tomorrow to tell Dean about Tom's news as right now she wanted to revel in the afterglow with him. She felt a couple of more kicks before feeling everything go quiet below. Brooklyn suspected their daughter was going to have no troubles learning the ropes of hunting and fighting but hoped it wouldn't have to come to that. She wanted a normal life for her daughter, something they didn't have. Brooklyn wanted her daughter to go to high school, play sports and date normal guys, not demonically possessed ones or vampires or werewolves or shapeshifters.
Lucifer paced around the room as he had two weeks left until he could summon Death. He had moved Gabriel to another location as the angels got too close for his comfort. War was leaning against the wall with hands shoved in his pockets. The Horseman continued to seethe over losing his ring to the Kingston Trio and was determined to get it back.
"Now War, seething and getting angry isn't going to get you that ring back," he chided the Horseman.
"Easy for you to say," War growled. "You don't need a ring."
Lucifer just stood there with his ageless eyes fixed on War. He knew War from when he was cast to the Pit as all four Horsemen were angels at one time. But now they would be the harbingers of the end of humanity and neither former angel didn't have a problem with that.
"So when does Death arrive? I'm anxious to see her."
"As soon as the blood moon rises," Lucifer explained. "I will be in Carthage Missouri for the summoning. Now as for you," Lucifer clapped his hands on the Horseman's shoulders, "the demons are keeping an eye out for them. Be patient as humanity's downfall is a work in progress."
War just nodded then looked around the room.
"Where's Loverboy?"
"Safe for now," Lucifer bristled. "The angels got too close."
"Oh touchy subject," he quipped.
"I was ripped away from him once and I will not lose him again," Lucifer's eyes fired with anger as he remembered the day Michael had ripped them apart.
War just silently nodded and and turned to leave.
Next update soon.....