Jessica stared at the ceiling. She didn't sleep much last night. Sam's reaction, his crushed expression wouldn't leave her mind. It upset her seeing him like this.
She wanted to go after him and apologize but she wasn't known to be the comforting type and why should she apologize she was being honest with him. It's not her fault he is sensitive.
A grunt came from her side. Jessica rolls to her side and smiles.
"Morning sleeping head."
Caleb cracked an eye open. He mumbles something unrecognizable and buries his head in the pillow. Jess throws off the covers and gets out of bed. Caleb grabs her arm.
"Come back to bed."
Jessica sighs.
"I can't."
She gets out and slips a shirt and cargo pants on. She ties her hair up and puts on her boots. As she is doing her shoelaces Caleb sits up. He studies her. She was tense. She's been acting weird since last night. He only just went into his tent before she pushed him on to the mattress. He didn't have the chance to speak her lips just slammed against his and she furiously removed his clothes. The hunter didn't complain he let her continue. He knew she was pissed off and needed to release some of her anger. Caleb had to admit he needed to release some steam after the whole incident with Quentin and the fact there is a empath in the camp.
Last night, the sex was different. They did the usual routine but there was something off with Jess. She didn't look like she was in the room with him. She looked lost in thought like her mind was elsewhere. When she is in this type of mood she was thinking about something or someone.
Jessica does her shoelaces and goes to the weapons box. She picks up her gun and checks for bullets. Again Caleb watched her. It amazed him how much she has changed through the years. It only felt like yesterday when he charged into her apartment and saved her from a gruesome death. She was so young so naive Caleb cherished her innocence he didn't want to expose her to the supernatural world but he had no choice. He saved her and it was his responsibility to protect her.
From that day he and Jess have stuck together and never left each other's side. He loved Jessica. She is his best are in a friends with benefits type of relationship but that was more for her than him. He hoped one day she would find her perfect man.
She has gotta get my approval. He thought with a small smile.
"Hey!" Jessica slaps him on the knee. "Get up."
He moans but eventually gets out of bed. He puts his clothes on and follows the huntress out of the tent.
Jessica paused when she saw Sam among the hunters. He looks straight at her. She saw bags under his eyes and his hair is tangled. Jessica can tell he didn't sleep well.
"You alright?" Caleb asked.
Jessica nods.
"I'm fine."
Caleb nods but he wasn't convinced. If he tried to get her to talk she would only shut him down. The hunter decided to wait and if Jessica wanted to talk he will be there to listen.
"I got to speak to Sam. You wanna come?"
" No. " Jessica shook her head. He frowns at her. Jessica looks in a random direction. "I got um... stuff to do. Planning and all you know..."
"Yeah." He sighed.
When Sam looked their way again Jess turns away and runs off. Caleb notices and he furrows his eyebrows.
So she is avoiding Sam.
Then Caleb couldn't blame her. She found out her counterpart dated Sam so it must be awkward for both her and Sam. The other world Jessica died. Caleb can't imagine what Sam must be going through. The grief, the pain no wonder Sam always looked sad when walking round the camp. They made it worse when they threw the brother into the dungeon.
Caleb didn't want to do that to Dean but he is a possible threat. He is an empath and the psychics Caleb met have been far from friendly.
Hunters have made it very clear that gifted people can't be trusted. They are not human. Anything not human needed to be put down. With everything that's happened in the last few years the hunters have become even more wary. Caleb rarely trusted anyone but Jack he knew he can trust him. Caleb has heard about all the good Jack did for this world. The boy is a hero.
Dean could be a hero to but the hunters are struggling already being around Jack Caleb didn't want to make it worst by allowing Dean out. As Caleb stated to everyone they needed Jack they don't need an empath. What can an empath do on the battlefield? Worm his way into Raphael's heart?
Caleb scoffs. Right as if that will happen. Raphael is a cold-hearted bastard that needed to suffer. Caleb hoped Jack will give the archangel a slow, painful death.
The hunter made his way over to the fire. He fills the tray with food. He felt the younger Winchester's presence.
"Hi Sam." Caleb said with a smile.
"Hi." Sam replied.
"Have you eaten?" Caleb asks.
"No. I'm not hungry."
Caleb didn't have to read Sam's thoughts to know what was coming next.
"I'm going to see your brother now. Want to join me?"
"Yes."
"Alright follow me."
The hunters walked in silence. Caleb tried to make small talk but Sam was more interested in seeing his brother. Eventually Caleb gave up.
Once they reached the door. Caleb looks through the slit.
"He's asleep."
Sam frowns.
"Asleep?"
Sam looks through the slit. His brother's form is curled up in the corner. Sam studies Dean/Michael's face. He looked so innocent and young when he is asleep you wouldn't think that is the archangel who destroyed the world.
"We could come back later." Caleb suggested.
"Wait."
Sam saw his brother shift. He then sat up. The prisoner didn't look surprised he was in here. That confirmed to Sam Michael is still in control.
Once Michael was up Caleb opens the door.
"Good morning Dean." Caleb nodded.
"Hi." Michael greeted back.
"Are you okay?" Sam asks.
Michael looks over Sam's shoulder. The archangel's face suddenly screws up with confusion. Sam looks behind him and frowns.
What is Michael looking at?
Then Michael's eyes widen.
"Dean."
Sam looks behind him again. He looks back at Michael's paled face.
"M...Dean what's going on?"
"Get out."
"Huh?"
"I SAID GET OUT!" Michael roared.
Caleb nearly drops the tray in shock. He quickly puts the tray down and hurries out of the room.
Sam stayed where he was. He folds his arms.
"Dean. What's going on?"
"Go Sam." Michael ordered. "Please."
"Dean."
"Headache." Michael clutches his head. "Its playing up again please go."
Sam walks across the room. He ignored the archangel's protests.
"Hey."
Sam puts his arm around Michael and carefully puts him down by the wall. Sam sits next to him. Michael was staring at a spot. His jaw is clenched and his eyes are wide.
"Michael." Sam whispered. "What's wrong?"
Michael's eyes slide on to him. Sam couldn't believe how scared Michael looked. The archangel answered in the most smallest voice he could muster.
"I think I'm losing my mind Samuel."
I think we all are. Sam thought.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm seeing things, hearing things, feeling things." Michael laughed nervously. "I thought I saw your brother." Hope rises in Sam's chest. "It wasn't him." Michael shakes his head. "He's gone now."
"Oh."
"He's okay." Michael assured him. "My connection to him is growing stronger by the day. Soon he can take control and you can get rid of me for good."
"Michael." Sam sighed. "We don't hate you. You made mistakes but you are learning you are..." He smiles. "You're trying to be good. I did want to kill you at first but now...Me and Cas are always worrying about you now."
"I'm a liability."
"You are not a liability."
"Look what happened yesterday." His voice cracked. "I messed up."
"The emotions were getting to you. Michael I would freak out to."
The archangel opens his mouth but quickly shuts it and looks down. Sam knew there is more than what Michael told him. In the beginning Sam would have wanted to know everything because he was worried about his brother's safety. Now the hunter thought the archangel had the right to have his privacy. Sam didn't want to force information out of him. Sam believed Michael regarding his brother's safety.
A small smile appeared on Michael's face.
Right he can feel my emotions. Sam thought.
The reassurance did seem to calm the archangel. He leans back and puts his arm behind his head to make himself comfortable.
"I also want to say I'm sorry about Jessica. Sorry I snapped you I know you were trying to help. Danneel, if you wanna talk about it."
"Do you want to talk about Jessica?"
"No."
"Well." Michael smiles. "I guess that's settled. We keep our love lives to ourselves."
"I think I will like that." Sam laughed. Then he had a thought. "Michael, why do you keep standing up for me? Defending me?"
"Big brother trait." Michael looks down at his hands. "I been Dean for a long time now it made me remember what it was like to be a big brother. Looking at you I see my little brother."
Sam flinched.
"Lucifer."
"You are not like him. It's the need to protect. You are Dean's priority so you are my priority as well. Same for Castiel he is my brother as the oldest archangel it is my duty to protect my younger siblings. Jack..." Michael sighs. "He hates me."
"Jack doesn't hate you. You gotta give him time. Being here..."
"I know." He shrugs. "I wish we can start fresh."
"When go back, we can start fresh. You said you wanted to help Heaven right?"
"Yes."
"Give up your monster army?"
"Yes. I swear on my Father I will protect his creations." The archangel rubs his head. "To do that I need to handle this."
"One step at a time." Sam nodded.
Michael nods.
"One step at a time."
Suddenly there is a loud crash followed by a series of screams. Sam scrambled to his feet and he runs to the door. He goes outside.
Sam reaches the group of the hunters.
"What happened?"
Sam looks at the hole in the ground. Smoke rises in the air that eventually takes over the camp.
"Sam." Cas joins the younger hunter's side. "It's him."
A figure steps out of the smoke. Shadows of wings show behind the new arrival. The new arrival resembled Michael's original vessel only difference was this man is younger.
The man scans his surroundings. Sam felt uncomfortable. He felt like the man is looking right through him.
A smile forms on the man's lips.
"Greetings mortals."
The sounds of guns being loaded went round the group. Raphael laughs.
"You think your little guns can hurt me?"
"No but the boy can." A hunter yelled.
Jack steps out of the crowd. Cas goes to grab him but the former nephilim slaps Cas's hand away. Jack walks up to the archangel.
Raphael looks down at the kid. Amusement shows in his eyes.
"You must be Jack."
Jack glares at him.
"I'm gonna stop you."
"Oh really?" He raises his eyebrow. "With what power?"
"He's a nephilim." Caleb smirked. "He killed the angels. He killed Michael."
Raphael laughs.
"You won't be laughing soon asshole." Jessica smirked.
The archangel continued laughing.
"You have no idea." He looks down at the kid. "You didn't tell them."
"Tell us what?" One of the hunters asked.
"Jack is human. Michael is alive."
There is a series of "What?" "Huh?" "How?"
"You're lying." Jess says.
"Why would I lie Miss Moore?"
Jess clenched her fists when his dark eyes locked on to her.
"They wouldn't lie to us." Caleb argued. "They want to take you down. We will take you down. Now that we have a nephilim on our side you have no chance. We are going to win this war." The hunter grins. "I'll be there to watch you die."
Raphael looks at the hunter.
"I don't think you will be seeing my death anytime soon."
His eyes glow.
Caleb's neck snaps and he drops to the ground.
Sam flinched as Caleb drops to the ground. The horror and shock showed in Sam's eyes.
Jessica screams and runs to Caleb's side. She lifts his head and examines him. His face is blank and his eyes are glazed over.
"No...NO!"
She rests her head on his chest. She didn't want to let go. She didn't want to lose him. He couldn't be dead. He couldn't be dead! Jess knew deep down he is dead. She lost a fellow hunter, a best friend.
Raphael killed him.
She looks up. She glares at the archangel. Raphael wasn't scared of a silly little mud monkey.
"I really do not like to waste resources." He looks down at the body as he said it. "If it gets you to listen well...then we will continue killing people one by one until you know how to behave. Now where were we? Ah yes."
He backhands the former nephilim and sends him flying into the bushes. The archangel moves forward and enters the camp. Castiel moves in front of his alternative brother. Raphael head butts him and shoves the angel out of the way.
"Brother." Raphael yelled. "I know you are here."
The archangel stiffened when he felt something hit his back. He grimaced and wraps his fingers around the bullet that is lodged into his back. He pulls the bullet out and let's it drop to the ground.
He turns and looks directly at the hunter who shot him.
Sam Winchester.
"Sam. You know where my brother is?" He gestures to the hunters. "Care to share."
The younger Winchester didn't respond. Raphael shakes his head. He flicks his wrist. Sam yelps as a long cut goes down his cheek. Blood trickles down the hunter's face.
"It's not hard Sam. Tell me where Michael is. Everyone doesn't believe me. If they hear it from you." He smiles. "It might knock some sense into them and maybe no one else has to die. Your choice."
Sam looks at everyone. He stops at Jess who was looking at him with disbelief. If Sam told them the truth then Jess will never want to talk to him. He will lose her again. Then Sam didn't want more blood on his hands. He can already tell Raphael meant business. The archangel wouldn't mess around. Sam didn't want to turn Michael in. Sam didn't want to lose his brother. He didn't want to put Dean in danger.
Sam didn't know what to do.
"Raphael!"
Raphael turns round.
Michael steps out and faces his brother.
The hunters are muttering "No" "Please don't let be him." " Michael is dead. "
Raphael's smile confirmed it. Shock and fear spreads across the hunters. All this time they had the archangel in their camp and they didn't even know.
" Michael. "
Raphael spreads his arms out and grins at his brother.
"Welcome back."
I know a lot of you have questions about Dean. I will address it eventually. I thought we needed a Sam and Michael interaction. :)
Next chapter coming soon.
