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Chapter 15

Florals from Heaven

Victoria Doyle was accustomed to solitude. She usually enjoys it. Well, she did. She had a King-sized bed in her apartment that she essentially sunk into. The mattress was soft and plush. She had a down comforter that laid on her as gently as a feather. And do not even get her started on her pillows.

Now? Now she had a hunter as a pillow and a Nephilim as an armrest. There was also a pit-bull as a foot warmer. She didn't mind sleeping this way. She felt safe, and comforted, although she never really felt unsafe, well, not since discovering her powers. But this? This was different. This was a man who needed her and a nephew who had been attached to her side since the evil was siphoned out of her. He needed her, he missed her, and she was made aware of that.

Victoria woke up to her boys and her dog still sleeping. There was no possible way she could get up without waking them as well. Jack was snuggled into her side. Sam's protective arm encompassed her and landed on Jack's shoulder. Her arm was also on her nephew, and her hand on Sam's. Loki was snoring somewhat loudly.

She could feel it, sense it, in the basement. Almost as if it were calling to her. She was usually able to avoid it, but this morning it was particularly loud. She could sense her heartbeat accelerate, and her nephew must have heard it.

"Aunt Victoria?" The boy looked concerned, and she played with his hair, trying to provide whatever comfort she could.

"Hey Jack."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I just woke up from a bad dream."

Sam mumbled slightly and held Victoria closer to him. "Tor? Is it morning?"

Victoria slightly smiled and lightly rolled her eyes in amusement. "Yes, let's go see what your brother made for breakfast. And get there before he eats everything."

"Pancakes!" Dean shouted as he placed a huge plate of pancakes on the table. He smiled at the trio.

"Morning!"

Dean was happy-ish. His brother had his girl and seemed great. His family was all in one place and they took care of the big bad. And they had a dog.

Victoria enjoyed Dean's good moods and gave him a very unexpected kiss on the cheek as she went to pour her coffee.

"Still got it." He mumbled as he sat down in his chair.

Victoria brought three mugs to the table and sat one down each in front of Jack and Sam. She took Dean's mug and refilled it. "Where are Castiel and Mary?"

Dean had a mouthful of pancake, "They went to buy non-toxic for dogs household plants. Cas was worried about the oxygen levels." Dean swallowed.

Sam looked at him disgusted, Jack laughed, and Victoria wondered what it said about her that she understood every word Dean mumbled.

Jack smiled at Dean as he noticed three chocolate chip pancakes that were made just for him. Dean winked at the kid.

Dean also made sure Sam didn't notice Tor's bacon was real. He only gave Sam the veggie. She mouthed "Thank You." Dean winked at her too.

This was too good to last. Dean looked at his family and he knew that this moment right here was gonna be in his heaven. He smiled somewhat sadly, knowing the moment would end, making him unable to fully enjoy it. Maybe Zeke could pull a few strings and this right here, with all their souls and one Angel, could be their Heaven. Maybe.

Sam looked at his brother with his classic "concern" face. "Dean?" A statement into a question. Sam's trademark.

"Shut up Sam."

Sam looked puzzled and Victoria actually had to stifle a laugh.

Then, it happened. Her phone dinged. She reluctantly pulled it from the waistband of her pajama pants.

"Huh." She muttered, after swallowing her bite of fluffy, delicious pancakes that were exceptional. Cas got the syrup straight from a tree in Canada, because of course he did.

Six eyes were on here. "Fancy a trip to Hawaii, gentlemen?"

So, it was Hawaii, which meant they all had to go. Victoria arranged for a dog-friendly hotel. They were only allowed two rooms, which was fine. Victoria was accustomed to the closeness and codependency at this point. It barely even bothered her. Barely.

Dean was worried about clothing. Against her better judgement, Victoria gave him her credit card and told him he could get clothes there while she and Sam researched. Dean was way too excited. They rented a car and the four of them went off shopping while Sam and Tor stayed back. They sat on the balcony of their room and Victoria had to hand it to their police department for the ocean view.

They had the case file in front of them on the small balcony table when Victoria suddenly became inquisitive. Sam noticed she stopped reading and touched her shoulder slightly.

"I can't hear anything. Which means this is probably another weird-ass monster. I've been doing this ten years now, and you and Dean for much longer. Why are all these things showing up now?"

Sam looked contemplative. He sighed slightly, "I've been thinking about that too. And I thought that maybe Lucifer released them. But I just can't make that work. He wanted all the supes under control, which is why he wanted you…" Sam paused as he slightly shuttered, imagining the woman beside him being Lucifer's 'bride'. "But why release more to have to control? It just doesn't make sense."

Victoria took his hand as she nodded in agreement. "That went through my mind as well. I can't make it work Sam. There must be something deeper here."

"Yeah." Sam kissed her hand before releasing it to go back over the files. "Okay, so what do we got?"

Victoria looked at her notepad. "Drownings, in weird places. Sightings of giant lizards. All the killings are in one family. Not much to go on."

Sam frowned as he looked at the crime scene pictures. "They weren't around any water when they drowned."

"What's the lizard? I was thinking shape shifter, but I can't make out any readings on that, so if that's what it is, it's not the typical one."

"What if it is just a giant lizard?" Sam thought for a moment. "Never mind."

"We're in Hawaii, maybe we should start with Hawaiian mythology?"

Sam nodded as he went back into the room to get his iPad.

Statements from the police were not always as conclusive as interviews and just about as Tor was going to call Dean and ask them to interview the family, in he comes, in a Hawaiian shirt over a plain white tee and Khaki shorts. Jack was wearing the exact same thing, beaming. Cas looked embarrassed and simply put up his hands in a surrender as they came in. He, of course, was still wearing the trench coat.

Mary was radiant in a sun dress and Victoria immediately complimented her.

"Already got invited to a Luau." Dean announced proudly as he plopped into an over-sized chair.

Sam was still staring at him.

Cas joined Victoria on the balcony, taking Sam's vacated seat. He simply looked at her, with a complete sense of being un-amused.

"He made me buy the exact same outfit."

Victoria laughed, a good, very much needed deep belly laugh. Cas was still un-amused.

"You're his best friend, and he is treating this like a vacation, so, I want to give that to him. He deserves it." Victoria bit her lip to hide the smile forming at the idea of Castiel in shorts.

Cas rolled his eyes but conceded.

"Sam and I are going to handle this one."

Cas tried to argue, "Victoria…" he began, only to be interrupted.

Victoria motioned back towards the hotel room. "Castiel, look at your best friend and your son. They are thrilled. When was the last time you saw them like that?"

He didn't say anything.

"Go to the Luau, take many, many pictures, and enjoy yourself."

"Where will I hide my angel blade?"

Victoria raised an eyebrow.

Victoria and Sam rarely teamed up on cases and the dynamic was new for them, they were almost awkward.

"Umm, we should probably try to find out what this thing is and once we've got a few choices maybe interview the family, see if the dots connect."

Victoria had her mouth full of fresh pineapple. She nodded. Loki came up to her, nuzzling her leg. She gave him a piece. He spit it out. "Really dog?" The canine wagged his tail.

It was harder to separate the business and home life with Sam than it was with Dean. She noted she and Dean worked really well together. He wasn't afraid to insult or mildly upset her, Sam was.

"Okay, so get this," Sam moved the screen of his iPad to where Victoria could see as well. "There are a ton of Hawaiian myths regarding water." He scrolled so Victoria could see all the pictures depicting the creatures.

"Stop." She said as he scrolled past a picture of what looked like an alligator. "What is that?"

Sam read the name. "Mo'o?" He knew he was butchering the pronunciation and said an apology to every Hawaiian in his head.

"What does it do?"

"It's a uh, lizard creature that can shape shift."

"Sounds promising."

"It can get to be up to thirty feet long."

"Sounds terrifying."

Sam looked over at her briefly and smiled slightly out the side of his mouth. "It can also shape shift into a beautiful woman."

"Wait." Victoria began looking though the papers. "Here." She put the paper between them on the table and motioned to a portion she circled. "One of the men of this family had just gotten married. And the bride has been missing since before the first murder."

Sam nodded. "So, maybe she's the killer?"

"Maybe. What else?"

"Uh…" Sam looked back at the screen, "They have power over water."

"The drownings."

"And they live in fresh water. Sometimes pools, sometimes just natural bodies of water. They can be ancestors of the families and are often thought of as protectors. They're usually not evil."

"Maybe ours went rogue."

The cool breeze tussled Sam's hair and he closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling. Victoria took her hand to play with his hair because the wind was making her jealous. Sam was not expecting the touch, but he leaned his face into it.

Victoria loved this man. And she realized just how much as the evil was consuming her. Even with the sludge covering every bit of her, every part that made her who she was, there was still a part of her that escaped for Sam.

"Gross." Dean jokingly said as he grabbed a piece of pineapple from Victoria's plate.

Victoria removed her hand from Sam's head in order to punch Dean (lightly) in the stomach. "I thought you were gone."

"Had to come back for some sunscreen, can't risk this skin." He patted Sam on the shoulder and then kissed Victoria on the head before leaving. "Don't get killed."

"That's my brother." Sam snorted.

Sam and Victoria thought the best course of action would be investigating fresh water sources around the families' home. But, as is often expected, things didn't go exactly to plan.

The house of Kekoa was a large one. Very large. It was an estate. The entire family lived there, and this family consisted of two sets of grandparents, two sets of parents, six children, and their spouses. It was a very large house. So far, in that house, three people were killed. Drowned, with no water around.

"Crap!" Victoria exclaimed as she and Sam made it to the estate in the rental car; which left a lot to be desired stylistically.

"What?" Sam was concerned, his brow furrowed.

"We don't know how to kill it."

Sam seemed confused. "You smite it?"

Tor laughed at the interrogative nature of his statement. "Sam, I couldn't smite the Sandman."

This was new information to Sam. He swallowed the emotion he felt rising in his throat. His hands were drumming nervously on the steering wheel. "Are you, uh, powered down?"

"No, no. I don't think so. I actually think I'm stronger than ever before." The purple still held in her eyes. Making her tell everyone outside of the family she was trying new contacts. "I think it depends on their age?"

"The monster's age?"

"Yes."

"How did you kill the Sandman?"

"I snapped his neck."

"Oh." Sam nodded his head up and down too quickly. "Okay."

"I can't snap a lizard's neck."

"Maybe we should call Cas, and Jack."

Dean would've trusted her. Let her go in, not necessarily guns blazing, but relying on his gun and training and her powers. Sam, not so much. Sam was worried about her. Not that Dean wasn't, it just manifested differently.

Victoria realized she shouldn't have said anything. Why did she? Because she was worried about Sam somehow being alone with the thing and not having any protection. And somehow, that didn't occur to him.

"We can take care of it." She just knew she wouldn't leave Sam's side. No problem, and she still had her guns filled with her experimental bullets. Victoria reached into her coat pocket. The coat was in the backseat because Hawaii was warm, something they weren't exactly used to. She handed Sam the Kimber. "Here. The exploding ammo. This should do it." She smiled at him and grabbed the door handle. He grabbed her sleeve, as she expected he would.

"I… I can't lose you, again." The words came hard for him, he almost choked on them. He was never one to shy away from his feelings for Victoria, but all that they had been through in the last little bit affected him more than he would care to admit. Definitely more than he cared to show, even to her.

"I would never do that to you."

Sam scoffed. "You can't control that, Tor. But this? We can get backup."

Victoria thought about her family enjoying themselves and regretted what she knew she was going to say. "Okay. But, just Castiel?"

Sam agreed.

Cas met them in the driveway. Complete in a Hawaiian shirt, white tee, and khaki shorts. He was also wearing Crocs. His face held the look of a man who was expecting ridicule.

Sam had to fill his mouth with air, cough, and bite his cheek in order to keep from laughing.

Victoria just wondered how she had reached a point in her Chosen One life where an Angel of the Lord would be wearing that. At least he wasn't wearing socks with the crocs.

"Umm, thanks for coming Cas."

The Angel simply looked at the youngest Winchester.

Victoria walked over to him and put her hand on his cheek. She could feel Sam's questioning stare. She transferred her feelings of gratitude to the Angel, so he could feel more confident in his attire. She knew, without reading a single thought, that Cas just wanted to be appreciated.

"Thank you, Victoria."

She smiled at him. Actually, he looked kind of, attractive? Minus the Crocs. She wondered if other time Cas would wear that?

As they walked up to the front steps Sam whispered in her ear, "What did you do?"

"Made him feel how glad we were that he showed up."

Sam kissed her cheek, and she smiled.

Sam knocked on the massive door that was opened by a butler.

"Come in." The drollness radiated from him. Without fully opening his eyes he led them into a large living room. The formal living room that is.

They were greeted by two of the Kekoa's. The husband of the disappearing lizard woman and his brother.

"Thank you for coming."

They all nodded. The two men looked at Castiel with a sideways glance. "He was called in while he was off-duty." Sam explained.

"I'm Sam Winchester, this is Victoria Doyle, and this is Castiel Winchester, my brother."

Cas smiled at the introduction, making him momentarily forget his attire.

"I am Kahawai, and this is my brother Kilohana."

Everyone shook hands. Sam began his normal interrogative approach while Victoria listened.

She smirked as she heard it.

She lightly touched Sam's hand as she left the room to go investigate. She prayed to Cas to stay with Sam. She kept an open mental line with Castiel so that Sam would not be overly concerned.

The house was a maze of excess. Although she could hear it, and make out its general location, she could not seem to pinpoint it, which was odd if it was a 30-foot lizard.

Its thoughts were jumbled, strange. Victoria could make out words but couldn't string them together.

Sticky. Bug. Water! (excitedly) Husband (anger) Woman (a crap ton of anger).

Finally, she found the source of the thoughts. A gecko, standing on its hind legs, hissing at her.

She felt Sam and Cas's presence behind her.

"Is that… is that it?"

"Yes."

Water!

Suddenly, Sam started coughing. Victoria turned to see him spitting out water and holding his throat.

Cas was putting his hands to Sam's forehead, "I can't stop it."

Then Cas started coughing.

Crap. Crap. Crap. Victoria tried to step on the gecko, but it ran. And it could run. Victoria chased after it with a determination that scared the Mo'o, all through the house, hoping with everything in her Sam and Cas wouldn't drown before she could squash it.

As soon as she was able to step on its tail, the tail came off, writhing on its own. Victoria stomped it into the ground as she continued to chase the thing throughout the mansion. She dove onto it in one of the bedrooms and managed to grab its small torso. Just as she was about to squeeze the life out of it, it turned into a woman.

A naked woman. Who Victoria was grabbing. Kay. The thoughts were much more cohesive now. Why can't I drown her? What is she?

Victoria futilely attempted to smite. Damn it. Son of a bitch and everything else Dean says.

What is she doing? Checking my temperature?

Victoria growled as she put her hands around the woman's throat. She was straddling her. As soon as she had a good grip on the woman's throat, she shifted into one of those 30-foot lizards.

Son of a bitch! Victoria pulled her LC9s out of her waistband and unloaded the clip into the beast.

Reptile, everywhere.

Victoria sat back in the blood-soaked room. She was covered in bits of reptile.

Sam and Cas ran into the room, panting. Water down their shirts.

"Bullets worked."

Sam and Cas volunteered to stay around and explain everything to the Kakoa's, as well as figure out why the hell the Mo'o was targeting them anyway. Although very, very curious, Victoria wanted a shower.

She covered the front seat of the rental car with a plastic drop cloth the Kakoa's gave her and drove back to the hotel. She climbed the fire escape into their room in order to avoid the lobby.

Dean was eating pork in his pajamas, watching TV when she got in.

"Exploding ammo?"

She nodded.

Sam and Cas weren't back yet when Victoria got out of the shower. She sat next to Dean and took some pork off his plate.

"I work better with you than Sam."

"Just for now Tor. Sammy's gotta realize you're here and you're not going anywhere. Same as when any of us come back from the dead."

Victoria just looked at him. Dean shrugged.

"The fact you can even say that, without joking, is…" She hesitated.

"Screwed up?"

"To put it mildly."

Dean snickered. "Just give him time. He'll be back in badass hunter mode in no time."

"So, he lets you do things now, on your own?"

Dean looked at her, "What?"

"He insisted we call Castiel in before even going in the house."

"Yeah, I missed that weird little dude. You should've seen him Tor. Angel has game. He doesn't know it, but that makes it a hell of a lot more entertaining."

"I thought y'all were probably enjoying yourselves, which any of us rarely do, and he just wouldn't agree, without Castiel. And even then…"

Dean furrowed his brow.

"They were both affected by her powers Dean. I almost watched them drown."

Dean shifted, uncomfortable at the thought of his little brother and Angel almost dying, again. "But not you?"

"No."

"What the hell?"

"But I couldn't smite it. Even with the Archangel grace."

"But you killed it."

"Yeah, with the bullets. Which I gave Sam in my Kimber before we even went in. But the bullets didn't work on the Sandman. We're one step behind."

"You got them each time though, Tor."

"Which is my job, Dean. But not if Sam won't let me do it. I don't want to sneak off on cases and I do not want to lie to him." Victoria looked at her hands. "Not again, not after the well, the rift."

Dean thought about the man Sam killed. Talk about lies.

Victoria looked at him quizzically.

"Like I said, he'll get better. He just got you back. We all did."

Victoria nodded. "Of course, you're right. And I will acquiesce to every request he makes of me for my safety until he is confident that I can handle myself. Which I can. I shot that bitch down."

Dean laughed at the subtle way she said that.

Sam and Cas came in and sat in the chairs on either side of the couch.

"So, the Mo'o was upset because her husband cheated on her with, get this, his cousin, who lived in the house."

"So, she killed her?"

"Yeah, but not before she disappeared. She wanted her husband to be the suspect. When that didn't work, she killed more."

Victoria wished she could have found out from the Mo'o why she targeted that man to begin with, but it was too late for that. The villains usually love their speeches, but this one had to be taken care of because she was drowning two men she adored.

But there could always be speculation. She may have been like Ariel, saw the man of her dreams and decided to become human. But love is very rarely that simple.

Jack and Loki had one of the double beds and Sam and Tor had the other. Victoria put her head on his chest and felt the warmth of his arm around her, holding her close, gently but tight. As if his hold on her was the only reason she was there.

Dean was right. He would get better. Her death and resurrection were so fresh. It was only a week ago she was laying dead in his arms. Of course, he was worried she would be killed again. How could she have been so insensitive? She looked up at him and kissed his jawline. The only reason she didn't panic when she saw him drowning was because the anger of wanting to kill that gecko bitch took over all other emotions.

She tried to put the thoughts out of her mind and fall asleep.