There was a freedom in knowing you don't care. Raven woke up that morning the knowledge that that was shut would be fucked.
The case started simple, as any other case did. Dean had spotted an article about missing kids, Sam and Raven did research, then they went to the town. They talked to witnesses, parents of missing children, even the parents of kids who had just gone missing. They did research on the monster behind all of it- one that's only real weakness that the boys could find was electricity.
Raven took in all the information. It soon came time to fight this thing.
Dean threw open the second trunk. Raven was toying with the taser in her hand. Yeah she had her own taser, she'd run out of pepper spray. Dean handed another taser off to Sam, taking the last for himself.
"What do you got those amped up to?" Sam inquired. He checked over the taser for the 'on' switch, layman's terms.
"A hundred thousand volts." Dean answered.
Raven whistled. "Damn." Sam muttered.
"Yeah, I want this rawhead extra frickin' crispy." Dean glanced at Raven. "Your's good?" She nodded. She'd done the same with her own taser, amping up voltage while Dean had worked on those two. "And remember, you only get one shot with these things. So make it count."
"Sir, yes sir." Raven gave him a two finger salute.
Dean gave her a smirk for the troubles.
All three snuck off towards the basement. If Raven was taking deeper breaths, neither of the boys gave it a second thought. They all kept careful hold of the tasers, mindful not to accidentally fire it.
Soon enough the three were in the basement. To the side, a noise came. Dean hearing it first. It came from the direction of a nearby cupboard. He motioned towards it, the twin siblings followed suit. In a moment, all three were stationed there.
"On three." Dean whispered. The other two nodded. When they turned away, Raven kept notice of the scene behind them. "One. Two. Three."
Dean swung open the doors. Instead of the monster, sat a young boy and girl covered in grime. They'd been here for a few days. As soon as the children saw they weren't being attacked again by the monster, they lowered their hands over their ears.
"Is it still here?" Sam whispered at them.
They nodded.
Raven turned to them, keeping herself on alert.
Dean knelt down to the boy. "Ok. Grab your sister's hand, come on, we gotta get you out of here. Let's go, let's go." He helped the boy to his feet. The boy grabbed his sister's hand who then grabbed Sam's.
Raven stood as guard as they walked up the stairs.
"Alright, go!" Dean ordered.
She made sure to wait until Dean was on the stairs before stepping on.
When the girl made it to the door, a hand grabbed Sam's ankle. It knocked him back. He rolled down the stairs. Raven caught him before he hit the floor. Dean leapt over them, checking beneath the stairs. He couldn't see the thing, but he fired the taser at the sligthest movement. It missed.
The kids screamed at everything.
"Sam! Raven!" Sam sat up. Raven let him use the stairail for support. "Sam, Raven, get 'em outta here!"
Sam started to, but Raven stayed behind. He turned towards his sister.
"Sam go!" Raven ordered. "I'm watching his six! It'll be for nothing if those kids get hurt."
Sam had to make the quick decision to follow that order. He knew that the moment those kids were safe outside he'd be coming back. It can't go wrong that fast, right? "Here take this!" He tossed his taser towards her. Raven caught it.
Dean walked up behind her. "You should've gone with."
"What, and let you take all the fun?" Raven mused. She tucked the second taser away, holding up her light and personal taser. "Taking down monsters is all abuzz right now."
Dean gave her a half smile for the pun. Raven grinned to herself.
The both of them searched the basement, keeping on high alert.
"Come on!" Dean grumbled when the monster made no move to attack.
Raven walked up a small gap between furniture. She aimed the taser up, just in time for it to jump out to attack.
It roared at them.
Raven pushed Dean aside. She was jumped on by the monster. It caused them both to fall in the water. Raven grabbed the second taser from where it'd fallen, rolling over to get the monster off her. It roared in her face. Raven jumped off, repaying his kindness by blasting it with said taser.
Though Raven's feet were still in the trail of water. She focused on the power she'd been calling with meditation for the better part of the past two days. Raven had discovered she could summon her powers from her other travels with strong focus, and training.
The power spread through her body.
As well as the electricity.
Lucky she'd manipulated her body to contain it. In one reality, she'd had electricity powers.
She fell to the ground- the water splashing out from her knees. Sparks bounced between her fingers, trailing up her arms like veins. This taser was nothing. Pitiful excuse for electricity. Letting out a groan, she let the sparks fly off into the dirt. In her body was the same relief after a long nap.
Off close to the wall, Dean was getting to his feet.
"Hey, Raven." Dean called out. He shot up from where he'd fallen- his brain remembering the last thing Raven had done. "You okay?"
"Yeah." Raven panted. She had been telling her body to let the power go back- between her fingers were tiny red sparks. She was able to get rid of them before Dean showed up at her side.
He looked between the monster and herself. Raven was giving him a cool grin.
"Did I get it?" She asked.
Dean patted her on the back, gripping her shoulder. "Yeah kid. You got it."
"Cool...never tapered anyone to death before." Raven answered. It was true- usually it was just plain shooting them.
Dean looked over at the creature. Sure enough, it was down and crispy. "Nice job."
"Do I get a gold star?" Raven snarked.
"Dean! Raven!" Sam called out. He rushed down the stairs.
Dean was helping Raven to her feet. Her clothes were soaked in water. It was something like a miracle she hadn't been shocked too. "Over here!" Dean called out to Sam.
Their brother spotted them. He went up to them. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, we're fine." Dean replied.
"Those kids okay?" Raven checked.
Sam nodded.
"Then let's get them home." Raven grinned.
==DG==
That night, the boys slept easy. They had talked about how well this case ended, how it was good those kids found their way home.
Well Dean and Raven were saying how well it ended. Sam had another opinion.
"You almost died."
"Almost- keyword there." Raven pointed out.
Dean snorted. "It was pretty awesome. She took that thing down without a hitch."
Raven chuckled.
Sam now saw the resemblance between the two. And he was disturbed.
"Hey, if I had died, you better take care of that car." Dean told his brother. "Or, I swear, I'll haunt your ass."
Raven snorted, turning away to hide the look in her eyes.
"I don't think that's funny." Sam scolded, giving him a bitchface.
"Oh, come on, it's a little funny." Dean chuckled.
"Yeah." Raven replied, sounding more subdued but trying to laugh. "He'd totally mess up the Impala."
After so more ribbing, the Winchesters went to bed. They had decided to stay in tomorrow, as the town really felt like they owed them for what they did. Dean wanted to coast on that for a day, Sam wanted to keep moving.
They would find a new case soon- somewhere over breakfast or lunch. Raven trusted in their ability to find a case. What she trusted a lot less was their understanding of doing what needed to be done.
She stole a motorbike, going on her way.
==DG==
Raven pulled up to the pastor's house. Sue Ann should've thought about how public her life would be when she sold out her husband as a remedy to cure all ills.
She parked the bike on the driveway. Her fingers were twitching- she clamped them in a fist. The electricity had left, after effects were still leaving her all twitchy. Her entire plan for the night would look less cool if her fingers were twitching.
She snuck into the house, turning off the alarm on her way. She'd been breaking into houses for centuries. What, did they actually think she'd trip an alarm?
Not long after she'd made it to the basement. The altar sat there, content as ever. Raven walked up to it, pulling a lighter out from her Bag. She added a can of hairspray, shaking it.
The Reaper appeared behind her. It's face was deathly pale, covered in wrinkles and the eyes were sunken into the skull. His suit was actually tasteful, nice for the deeds he'd been forced to carry out. It brought an air of death, of something stale, taking away anything fresh or new.
Raven made no move to acknowledge his presence. "I am from another world." She mused, still shaking the hairspray can. "Many worlds I have seen. In one, I was Queen Muerte of the Dead."
Raven turned around to face him. She moved down on one knee.
"I understand that things are in balance." Raven went on. "I understand that you are in chains." She raised the lighter higher. "Feel like being free?"
The Reaper held still.
Raven grinned wide. "You're still under her control so you're telling her I'm here, aren't you?"
The Reaper actually smiled.
"Oh I like you." Raven complimented. She rose up to her feet.
The door to the basement swung open. Sue Ann walked into the basement, eyes wide in horror.
Raven smiled in delight. "Hello there, ma'am." Raven played with the lighter in her hand. "Did we wake you up? My bad."
The pastor's wife's face lit up in relieved understanding. Or what she thought was understanding. Really, it was just another layer of deluded grandeur. "Oh child. You don't understand, do you?" Sue Ann walked the rest of the way into the basement, closing the door behind her.
"Understand what?" Raven nodded her head towards the Reaper. "You've been using him to kill the people you don't like, who don't believe the same things you believe, and you're using their lives to save others."
Still Sue Ann smiled on, without giving any notice to how right Raven was. "Those people- they had to go. They weren't following the will of God. God chose me, to reward the just and punish the wicked."
Raven snorted. "I'm next, huh?"
"You are blocking God's will, child." Sue Ann laughed, scolding Raven Quinzel, a Reality Traveler who was almost two centuries old.
So yeah.
Moral high ground is her's, clearly.
Raven laughed. "Don't assume to know the will of Chuck. You played a dangerous game- with things that aren't even toys! You, Sue Ann LeGrange, tried to be a Master of Death. You cannot be judge, jury, and executioner. That's not for you to decide. Also I'm done monologuing."
She spray the hairspray out, lighting the fire. The fire went out over the altar. Sue Ann flinched away from the fire. Raven took the chance to rush out her, grabbing the necklace from her.
She tossed it onto the fire- which was gaining traction.
The necklace shattered, spilling the blood that had been inside it.
"No!" Sue Ann cried out. "My God, what have you done?"
"Chuck is better." Raven replied. "Also an asshole, like all other Authors."
The Reaper suddenly stumbled back. It looked around the basement, as if finally gaining sight.
Sue Ann stumbled back too. In fear at the growing grin on the Reaper's face.
Raven smiled widely. It had been awhile since she'd taken part in a Reaping.
Sue Ann tried to run towards the basement entrance. The Reaper appeared in her way to block her. Sue Ann tried again, to turn to Raven for mercy, but the Reaper blocked her path once more.
Before Sue Ann could even mutter a plea the Reaper took her cheek in hand. Raven watched as her skin shifted to gray under the Reaper's power. Sue Ann fell to her knees, groaning out as the air left her lungs. Raven had no sympathy for the pastor's wife. She'd known what terror she'd wrought with her binding curse. This was due punishment.
Sue Ann fell to the ground, breathing her last.
The Reaper smiled in satisfaction. Raven with him.
The Reaper turned towards her. Raven held up her hands. "If you check your records, you'll see that I did die in that basement. The power required to use the electricity also killed me. Brought me back once I got rid of it."
Her fingers twitched. Red sparks danced along her hand.
"Okay...it's still stuck." Raven mused. "Huh. Okay. Gonna need to work on that."
"Dean Winchester was to die tonight." The Reaper warned.
Raven shook her head. "Like I said, paid that price. Even if my own death wasn't enough, Sue Ann there is dead now."
The Reaper paused. He assessed Raven once more.
Raven smiled widely. "Can I go now?"
The Reaper vanished.
Raven stood up straight. She walked over the body of Sue Ann. "Huh...wonder if I can stop for some Starbucks on the way back...the boys can't have noticed I'm gone, right?"
==DG==
Sure enough, they hadn't noticed.
Or rather they noticed and didn't pay it any mind. There had been a note, you see, left by Raven for them to find.
Dean was the one in the motel room when Raven came walking back with Starbucks in hand. She'd returned the bike from where she'd stolen it, with no sign she'd stolen it (she'd even filled up the gas tank, how nice of her). Dean grinned at her.
"Late night?" He praised.
Raven paused, thinking it over. "Yes. Worth it."
Dean chuckled. "Yeah I bet. Tellin' you, you take the walk of shame like a pro."
"I don't feel shame." Raven replied instantly. Her mind quickly told her why maybe that fast answer wasn't the best. Yes, now Dean thought for sure Raven had left for a one night stand. Worse yet, she'd shown up beyond dawn with barely contained wind swept hair. In the wrong light it could look like post-sex hair.
Well she'd jumped off this ledge, no going back.
"Plus she was hot." Raven added, giving Dean a wide grin. 'Well Layla was. In a 'waiting for marriage' kinda way.'
Dean held up a fist. Raven bumped it.
When Sam came back some twenty minutes later (he'd gotten take-out breakfast), he gave Raven a disinterested look. She was lying on the bed, grinning tiredly at him.
"Sam, You brought food." She cheered. She reached for it. "Gimme."
"No." He handed Dean what he'd ordered, then set himself up to eat. "I hope it was worth it."
"Duh." Raven replied. She flopped flat onto the bed. "Exhausted now..."
Dean chuckled. "Keep you up all night?"
"Slept like a..." Raven blinked sluggishly. "Like a...a..." She started snoring. It set Dean off on proud chuckles. Sam rolled his eyes at both of them.