SIGHT UNSEEN

Dean stayed on his knees still on the ground holding his shoulder. His vision swimming. He stared as the hooded figure moved forward. Three others appeared as if out of thin air. All hooded, reminding Dean of Assassin's Creed.

"You dare come to judge me?" Damien blathered. "We've killed hundreds and you're barely avenging them?" He laughed hysterically. He yanked a large hunting knife from a sheath at his side and threw it with everything he had at the first figure.

The figure came up off the ground into a spinning kick flipping the knife back towards Damien and landing perfectly.

Even Dean's gut clenched at the squelching sound as the huge knife penetrated Damian's face to the hilt, the tip of the knife protruding from the back of his head. He fell to the side, his body twitching as he took his final breath.

Dean's vision was hedging into black and he fought the pull of unconsciousness. 'Angels with ninja skills? Who knew?' He thought.

The four figures moved towards him. He wanted to know a million things but his mind was a jumble. He couldn't move. His body had been through too much. Were they going to kill him as well? He took a breath; Sam would be okay somehow. He was so glad he had left the Impala behind. His heart ached to feel that he would never see or feel Arandi again. His mom…he blinked hard and he fell.

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Dean tried to snuggle into the fantastic smelling softest covers ever but pain shot through his shoulder and nausea rolled through him in a rush.

"Easy, easy, sweetheart."

"Mom?" Dean slurred sleepily.

"Right here."

"Where am I?"

"Back at the Baker place." She said as she ran her fingers soothingly through his hair. "Bernice said that if you don't stop coming through here on your last leg she's going to handcuff you to a bed and not in the good way."

Dean tried to snicker but even that hurt. "Sam? Where's Sam?" He tried to sit up and everything did an awful tumbling spin.

"Do you think mom would be sitting there so calmly if anything was wrong with me?" Sam said off to the side.

Dean breathed and laid still willing the room to exit carnival ride mode.

"Everyone is fine. You managed to stall long enough for the backup forces to arrive. I just want to know at what point you got a hidden message through because I was there the entire time."

Dean blinked. "What?"

"You're not going to tell me are you?

Dean blinked again. Maybe if he knew what the hell Sam was talking about.

"Let the man rest before you bombard him." Mark entered the room. "Mary, my mother is seeking your assistance in the kitchen."

"I'll be close by if you need me." She said as she leaned in close to kiss Dean's forehead.

Sam followed her out so that Mark could check the bullet wound.

"Is someone going to tell me what the hell happened?" Dean groaned as Mark prodded the wound.

"Sam was so sure you had everything to do with it and no one denied it."

"Denied what?"

"That you had called for backup when no one was looking."

"My mom?" Dean knew that his mom had once been a badass hunter and still was when she put her mind to it and though she had martial art training she had never learned anything beside the basics. Unless his mom was taking secret lessons…. His own father, the toughest most fearless man he knew, trembled when Mary was pissed.

"Your wife, dude, she's absolutely incredible and why would you dare walk away from her?"

"Arandi? She's here?" Dean tried to sit up again.

"Why are you acting like you don't know?"

Dean looked around. "I was knocked out, electrocuted, chased through the woods and shot. Give me a break, man."

Mark eyed Dean worriedly. "Maybe I should take you in to get examined."

Arandi walked in then. Dean's heart stuttered. He honestly believed that seeing her enter a room would always strike him dumb because he loved her so much and to him she was the most beautiful person ever.

Mark smiled at her goofily and Dean raised an eyebrow. "Go moon after your own wife, dude."

Mark blushed and rushed from the room.

Arandi stood at the bedside with her thumbs stuck in the back pockets of her jeans shifting from one foot to the other.

"How?" Dean asked simply. He reached for her with one hand and never hoped so hard that she wouldn't deny him.

Slowly her fingers brushed his and he grabbed on for dear life, pulling her towards him until she sat beside him on the bed.

"I was in motel room in another Podunk town. I was sure that I was just going to ramble around until I…...we finally got our shit together. One-minute I was lying in bed the next I'm packing my crap and speeding away. Without a doubt I knew that you were in danger and I knew where I had to be. Jade called me from here. The same thing had more or less happened to her but your mom and my mom wouldn't let her come alone. When we got the basic gist from Bernice of what you and Sam and her sons were up to we headed out and Kathleen gave us the cloaks. She had bought them years ago for some Halloween party and had kept them in storage. She said she suddenly couldn't stop thinking about them when she hadn't remembered them in years."

"Avenging angels." Dean whispered.

"That's what they all said."

"You killed them all, all the Benders?"

"We did. It was like an absolute direct order that I couldn't ignore and neither could Jade. Our moms just followed because hey they are our moms that don't like for any of us to be in danger."

"What do you mean direct order?''

"I can't explain; I mean how can I explain being able to find you without ever being to that place before or how we were able to find every single Bender home in that area? It was just all in my head. Just suddenly there."

"Missy?"

"Kathleen has her back in custody, this time in a mental ward because she literally snapped. She attacked a guard and bit off his ear."

"She was pregnant. I'm pretty sure that Damien was the daddy."

"She's never getting out. There is no one left for her and she can't live out in the world alone."

"I'm so sorry, Arandi, I can't even begin to make it up to you."

"You know when I saw Damien shoot you, all I could think was that I had done it all just to watch you die. He could have easily made the shot fatal."

"Yeah but haven't we learned that the bad guy always wants to gloat and in the end it spells his end. Speaking of gloating, that was an incredible kick that you pulled off."

Arandi huffed and shook her head. "Shot of a lifetime. All I was trying to do was kick the knife away."

"Bastard died easy if you ask me. What's the outcome?"

"Kathleen sent out reports of each location. So far it has been just as much of a massacre. Families will finally get some closure even if it is the things of nightmares."

"Are you ok?"

Arandi tilted her head and looked at him through squinted eyes.

"It's a habit I will never be able to break." He squeezed her hand gently.

"It was too easy to kill them all. There were no children thankfully they were all killers, Dean, every one of them had killed and enjoyed it. Tearing apart families like tissue paper and never feeling remorse. Even the women. It was as if they had no souls."

"Maybe they didn't. Who's to say that someone in the family long ago made a deal on some dark crossroad to hand over every soul for that life."

"As fucked up as that sounds it wouldn't surprise me in the least. Anyway are you hungry?"

"Maybe after I sleep a bit more." Dean yawned. "And you promise that you're not a dream."

"Go to sleep, Romeo."

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"If all my patients were like you I would retire right now." Mark groused while Harold snickered.

He had found Dean working on a punching bag covered in sweat probably as much from pain as from the actual work out just a couple of days later.

"Walk it off, the Winchester motto number 10."

"This is how Dean deals with pain, Mark, accept it or go insane." Sam sighed seriously.

"Dude, it was one gunshot to the shoulder."

"I give up."

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Dean's stomach fluttered. He suddenly felt as if he was on his first date with Arandi as they walked through a meadow on the Baker property over grown with wildflowers.

"You gonna talk to me or pretend it never happened?" Arandi stopped walking and faced him. Dean handed her a bouquet of flowers he had picked along the way.

She took them, smiling nearly shyly.

"Bernice made the point that Azazel may have been able to influence us even afterward for a bit. She made a point that one side, Azazel's side was trying to separate us, all of us, and another side, the side that brought you to me out there is trying to keep us all together."

"Azazel is the demon side. So the other side would be the angel side. Makes sense since everyone was ranting about avenging angels."

"Angels? Why would angels need us?"

"Because we kick ass and we've seen it all."

"Then why not just appear before us and tell us what they need us to do?"

"I don't think angels work quite like that besides it's just a theory so far."

Dean grinned. "You're my angel regardless."

"You still have a concussion?" Arandi rolled her eyes.

"Just tear a guy to shreds."

"Dean…."

He took a deep breath. Focused on a sunflower in the distance. "It was hard to see him touch you like that using my dad's body. Hard isn't the right word it's not even close to the churning jealousy and possessiveness that rolled through me. He was so strong but I needed to protect you I was able to break through just enough. I can't tell you if it was me or Sam or both of us combined. I'm sorry, Arandi, so sorry that instead of supporting you that I let the ugliness of the situation blind me. I love you, I will always love you and I don't like it when anyone thinks they have the right to even look at you with wrongful thoughts."

A tear rolled down Arandi's face as she listened. Her voice cracked and low. "What if…. what if…"

Dean stepped forward and pulled her into his arms. "I will love you no matter what. It didn't happen, baby, it didn't and I know how vulgar it had to make you feel and I'm sorry I wasn't there for you to lean on I won't ever make that mistake again."

"It was hard to look at your dad and not think of that."

"I know. He…. Azazel chose me after that." Dean said in disgust. He remembered to vibrantly how his dad's possessed body had rubbed on him, kissed him, the full intent of what he wanted in his eyes.

"Dean, oh my God, I'm sorry."

"Baby, to save you I would have managed."

Arandi captured his lips in the next breath. It felt like years since he had felt that warmth zap through him. The feeling of being so loved that nothing else mattered. He kissed her back and the world was suddenly right again even if just for a moment.

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Dean watched Arandi sleep. Neither of them felt comfortable doing anything in someone else's home but it was so good to be sleeping next to one another again.

He had walked away for the worst of reasons and like he had said he never intended to do that ever again.

He was having trouble sleeping with all the things playing in his mind about the situation with Azazel and the angel theory.

He had run it by Sam and his brother had gotten thrilled at the thought of angels wanting their help.

Dean wasn't so sure. Angels could do anything couldn't they? Why would they seek human help?

It was still running through his mind when sleep finally claimed him.

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Mary and Beth loved the Bakers and they couldn't thank them enough for helping out their children the way that they had.

They had to head back home though knowing their husbands the houses were wrecked because between the two of them it was hard to believe they had survived on their own. Bobby was probably planning accidents.

Dean, Arandi, Sam, and Jade though intended to head out. Ellen had sent Sam an e-mail for a hunt and they were going to check it out.

"You can't avoid him forever." Mary said to Dean as he helped her pack her SUV.

"I'm pretty sure I could." Dean replied.

"Dean…."

"Mom, I know ok, you were there. Just gotta give me and Arandi time to breathe."

"I won't lose you or your brother. You know that right?"

Dean looked at his mom reading her. "I guess I know now." He smiled. Maybe it was selfish but it was sort of refreshing to know that his mom would send their dad packing at the word of her sons. She didn't deserve that though. John hadn't been in control.

After a wonderful lunch the women headed back to their husbands.

"We should head out too." Sam blurted.

"I thought we were going in the morning?" Arandi asked looking from Dean to Sam and back.

Dean too was surprised. He was about to protest but something about the way his brother was looking at him told him they needed to go. "Oh I forgot to tell you that Sam and I decided to leave today. This hunt might get a little intense. You know how Sam hates clowns."

"Alright then, Jade and I will go pack and you get to break Bernice's heart." She walked into the house.

"Sam, what the hell?"

Sam pulled out a few folded papers from the back pocket of his jeans and handed them to Dean.

Dean unfolded them and began to read. He was halfway when he looked up at Sam.

"I thought about pretending that I hadn't found what I thought I found but then I put myself in your shoes and I would want this too. Just know you're not going alone."

"Let's get on the road." Dean pushed past his brother determined to get miles flying.

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The minute they walked into their motel room Dean was all over Arandi.

It had been too long and he just wanted to push the bad that had happened to them aside and…...

He pulled back. "You're ok with this right?"

"I'm fine, Dean. I'm not letting any demon take this away from me or any other sexual deviant."

"Mmmmmm." Dean replied as he went back to work kissing her neck as he tried to undress her at the same time. "I missed you so much."

"Me too." Arandi breathed. She fell onto the bed Dean right on top of her.

They didn't waste a moment before they were wrapped in each other and passion filled the room.

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"I can teach you to play pool, baby girl, no problem." The half-drunk bearded man breathed on the young girl.

"I was just trying to play with my friend." The girl replied with her nose wrinkled.

"I can teach your friend too. I have a couple of friends we could all have a good time."

The girl moved backwards. "No thanks." She ran into another male on crutches. Who made sure that he 'accidently' touched her ass.

The young girls began to get really scared. They had just turned twenty-one a few weeks earlier and they wanted to hang out in a bar to feel older but these old dirty men, five of them by the looks of it didn't get the hint.

"We got to go."

"Oh come on. We could really show you a fun time."

"She said no." A rough voice said harshly.

The girls turned to find a very good looking green eyed man and another taller good looking hazel eyed man right at his side. Now these were the type of men they wished had offered the good time.

"Get your crap and go." The tall one said to them.

They both fished mouthed.

"You two pretty boys should go in a corner and fuck yourselves and mind your own damn business." The beard said.

"Go."

The girls quickly rushed away.

"How do you fucks live with yourselves?" Dean asked as he stepped forward. "Nobody wants to fuck you so you think rape is the way to go."

The five burly men stood tall as if they had the upper hand. "You don't know what you're talking about. I don't know though, Stan, doesn't he have a cock sucking mouth."

"Yeah he does, ask the tall one he probably knows for sure."

They all guffawed.

Dean walked up to the beard. "Listen, Earl, I'll fuck you but not the way you're hoping."

"How did you know my name?" Earl asked.

"Does Betty know you do this, Earl?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm the nightmare you're going to have while wide eyed awake bumpkin."

Earl looked over to his pals still bruised and aching from their 'camping trip'. They had spun quite a story of being jumped by a biker gang and had fought them off within an inch of their lives. Of course they never mentioned having their asses handed to them by one woman.

"I'm not afraid of you." Earl bristled.

"That's one mistake you'll regret." Dean said coolly. "The other is messing with my wife."

"The whore probably asked for it. They always do." Earl sneered.

Dean moved so fast the others barely saw him move and Earl was suddenly gasping for air. He grabbed at his throat and stared wide eyed at Dean.

"I pinched a nerve, Earl, if I don't release it in less than a minute you're going to shit yourself and die on this bar floor like the scum you are. Still think my wife is a whore?"

Earl shook his head vehemently.

Dean casually leaned over and poked Earl's neck with his middle finger.

Earl gasped and leaned heavily against the pool table tugging in lungs full of air. "Who the fuck are you? We are in a bar full of people."

"Somehow I doubt no one in this place gives half a cent about any of you dicks."

"You need to go before we call the police." Stan stammered.

Dean looked at Sam. "They're gonna call the police."

Sam shrugged and made and 'oh well' face.

"You go ahead and do that." Dean challenged. He and Sam pulled their badges at the same time. "Tell them the FBI would like to have a word."

The men exchanged glances. All of them visibly shaken. "We don't want any trouble."

"Too late." Dean growled low. "The millisecond that you dared touch my wife and made her feel dirty and made her have to fight."

"Who the fuck is your wife, man?"

"That would be me." Arandi stepped from the shadows.

The look on the men's faces said it all.

Dean let his chin drop to his chest with a rush of air from his lips. He thought he had left Arandi at the motel room sleeping soundly after their rousing make out session.

"You didn't really think that Jade wouldn't find the same info, Sam?" Arandi asked as her sister stepped beside her.

Sam shrugged sheepishly.

Arandi stepped closer to Dean. His eyes averted to the floor so sure he had just crossed a major line but she ducked down to get him to look at her.

"Thank you." She said simply.

The side of Dean's mouth curled slightly. "Which one of these fucks is the one that shot you?"

She really didn't have to answer. The culprit gave himself away with the loud gulp and wide eyes that were trying to find the nearest escape.

Dean's eyes darkened as he slowly lifted his head. The intent less than hidden. "I have killed men for just looking at her cross eyed." He moved towards his target but one gentle hand from Arandi and one from Sam on each shoulder stilled him. He growled menacingly. "Know without a doubt that your lives end tonight." He said just loud enough for the men to hear him and no one else.

They all startled when two of the neon beer signs above them cracked and flashed out.

Dean took Arandi's hand and turned and walked away with Sam and Jade right behind them.

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"What did you do?" Arandi asked at the diner that Dean had headed to after dropping off Sam and Jade because he suddenly needed pie.

"Right now they are shitting themselves looking around every corner and probably at each other's throats like rabid dogs. All I had to do was bait them. Interestingly enough Stan just happened to have some very, interesting and quite disturbing pictures and videos on his laptop that he so stupidly carries with him. Sam was in less than two and let's just say their wives got some interesting e-mails."

Arandi smiled huge. "That's what you meant by their lives ending tonight?"

Dean wagged his brows. "Two coffees and some of that blueberry pie with whipped cream." He told the waitress as she reached the table.

Two cop cars zoomed by the diner with lights flashing.

"And so it begins." Dean laughed. He took Arandi's hand. "I know you can take care of yourself but things like this, well…..."

"It's your job. I've known you forever remember?"

"Even forever won't be enough."

Arandi blushed. "I know."

Dean startled. Arandi's foot was slowly moving over his thigh. "Baby?"

She smiled coyly at him.

The waitress placed their pie and poured their coffee.

Dean let out a little gasp as Arandi's foot curved over the intense erection that made it's not so subtle appearance.

"Everything alright, sir?"

"Fine, just fine." He squeaked.

Arandi sat completely calm pouring cream into her coffee, sly smile on her as she acted as if the coffee was the most important thing in the world at the moment.

"Arandi." Dean breathed.

The waitress turned a couple of times but finally made her way over to another table.

"Yes, love." Arandi replied innocently.

"You're not thinking of…..."

She smiled wider.

"Dear God." He whined.

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Katie had been waiting tables for years. She hadn't planned to make it a forever job but is sort of just happened. She made great tips. The diner being on a main highway with lots of traffic. They had a good menu and the place being open twenty-four hours made good business.

Her husband worked the graveyard at the local plant so she worked the graveyard at the diner. Their two kids had left home already so sleeping during the day was fine and they got every Saturday and Sunday off to do whatever they wanted.

Katie had seen just about everything there was to see in that diner. People fighting, making out, even doing cocaine on a menu. She was used to it. Didn't bat an eye if the tip was good enough.

When the model looking couple had walked in she had instantly done a mental run down the list of celebrities she knew because these two were just too damn pretty to not be famous. She had come up empty but she couldn't help but stare at them. The man was mouthwatering and if Katie swung that way that raven haired beauty would be her cup of tea.

Katie had chuckled to herself. She hadn't had thoughts like that in years.

She had served them coffee and pie and the man had seemed a bit tense suddenly. Katie tried to figure out if she had done something wrong as she walked away.

The couple was pretty much her only table in that section. So no one else in the diner could see them unless they strained their neck.

Katie stood behind the counter perplexed wondering if she had screwed herself out of a tip. She was about to go back to the table to refill their coffee.

She picked up the fresh pot and started to go around the corner when she caught site of the green eyed man's face. His head was slightly thrown back his eyes hooded and his mouth open breathing in tight little pants.

Katie knew that look. She hadn't seen it look quite that hot in a long, long time but she remembered it. Her mouth went dry and she nearly dropped the scalding pot of coffee. She turned to look away bright red she was sure and proceeded to knock some plates to the floor that clattered loudly.

She looked reluctantly towards the couple and green eyes light and bright and so blissed out were glued to her. He said something to the woman and she turned to look biting the corner of her bottom lip sheepishly. Katie had never in her entire life seen eyes that shade of blue almost silver with diamonds thrown in for good measure.

She had so just had her gay moment.

The couple got up and headed towards her. The woman pulling the man by his hand. All Katie could think was how talented a person had to be to pull that off with their feet.

"How was the pie?" Katie asked and wanted to kick herself.

"Best damn pie I've had in a long time." The man said as he pulled out his wallet his eyes locked on his companion. Who was sort of bouncing from foot to foot.

He pulled a hundred-dollar bill out and looked at it. He handed it to Katie with a million-watt smile. "Keep the change, sweetie." He said with a wink that made Katie wish she could have just a taste of that drink of water.

"Just for pie?" She stammered.

"Great pie, great coffee, great service." The woman said this time, her smile with just as much voltage. She began to pull the man after her. She turned and winked at Katie too.

Katie stood stunned and wondered how Phil was going to feel when she jumped his bones the minute they got into bed in the morning?

TBC

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