So, it took a while to write this. I got a bit... confused on how to keep it going- between not having Sam and Dean really be there, and including my characters. You'll see below how I got around this. HA
This is kinda an informative chapter, as Adela is explaining things from their world, and how it differs to the current one they find themselves in.
Note: If you like Sister!fics, I have a supernatural fanfiction called 'Legacies' that you might be interested in. Also, theres a poll on my profile page that is connected to Legacies. I appreciate any votes!
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural (I dont want it to end -sad face- ) but I do own Adela, Andy, Rowan, Quinn, Jordan, Fintan, Jocelyn and Seraphiel.
Chapter 6
"So where did they disappear off to, again?" Jocelyn asked, looking up from the book that she was reading. Or rather- supposedly reading. She'd been on the same page for a good twenty minutes, and even Bobby seemed to notice she wasn't really reading anything on the pages.
"Ohio," Bobby answered," Got a case of weird in Canton. Guy suffered head on collision in a parked car."
"Ouch."
"Ghost?" Andy questioned.
"Dunno yet," Bobby shrugged," Know more once Dean and Sam get there."
"Right—Got anything else that needs checked into?" Andy asked with hope.
"With the state the worlds in? More than ever. Flip onto a news channel and take yer pick, kid."
"Got something here—looks like a vamp nest," Jordan said, standing up from the small kitchen table with a laptop. Just as he was about to walk away, one of the wall phones started going off. Jordan looked from it, back to Bobby- who gave a non-chalant shrug- and Jordan picked up.
"Fish and Wildlife, this is Barnes…. Yes, I sent one of my people out there… Why? What do you mean 'why'? Because it's obvious that your town has a problem…. Look- unless you want me to get my contact in the FBI involved, you'll let Agent Sampson do his damned job. Good day."
With that, he hung up the phone and gave a small chuckle, before picking the laptop back up and heading into the office.
"Nice touch," Bobby complimented, in his own gruff way.
"Eh, it's nothing. I do something similar back home—but I don't have a setup like that. Just multiple cellphones," Jordan shrugged.
"What were you saying about a vamp case?" Fintan asked, sitting up from her lounging spot on the floor.
"Yeah—down in Cedar City, Utah. Three bodies so far- shown up drained of most their blood," Jordan said, as he skimmed the articles," Could be a few things- but most likely case is a Vamp. I'll head down and check it out." He looked over to Bobby who gave a mix of a shrug and a nod.
"I'll go," Fintan offered, as she looked over to Andy," You in?"
"Tempting- but I'll stick back. Maybe there's something in these news crack pots after all," Andy laughed, flicking through the channels with the volume near silent.
"Suit yourself," Fintan shrugged.
"Please, be careful," Adela asked of Fintan, giving her a small hug.
"Of course—besides, I'll have Jordan with me, I'll be fine," Fintan reassured her, giving Jocelyn a hug before leaving the room.
"Jordan…" Adela trailed off, looking over at him. He gave her a silent nod- his own way of promising to look after her. She gave a nod in return, a silent thanks, before he turned his attention to Bobby.
"Got an available car for us to use?"
"Yeah- should be a few out there. Key'll be in a basket in the garage." With that, Jordan followed along behind Fintan, and disappeared out of the house into the night.
"Hey—here's a tempting Demon sign—over in Madison Wisconsin," Andy smirked, as everyone turned their attention to the TV. "Cattle mutilations angering local farmers and freak lightning storms."
"Gonna check it out?" Jocelyn asked her- the book on her lap now closed and all but forgotten.
"Might as well. See if the demons here are any different than ours. Doubt it, but still worth checking out," Andy shrugged," If not demons, maybe a vamp or wolf chowing down on the cattle in place of humans."
"Rowan and I will go with you- watch your back," Quinn offered, pushing himself off the wall as his brother stood up from the floor beside him.
"Alright- just remember. No killing them if we can help it. Save first," Andy reminded them as they nodded to her; she turned her attention to Bobby," Oi, Singer- got another ready-to-go car?"
"Yeah yeah—out in the garage," he waved off-handedly, keeping his attention on the book before him.
"Be careful out there," Jocelyn said, giving each of them a hug- a lingering hug to Rowan.
"Come on Joss- it's me we're talking about," Andy smirked playfully.
"I know—but I still worry," Jocelyn admitted, causing Andy to ruffle her hair.
"Keep worrying kid. The moment you don't is when things go to shit," Andy laughed- then left the room, with Rowan and Quinn in tow.
"I'm not a kid- I'm only… I'm…"
"Ten years younger than her," Adela finished for her, as Jocelyn pouted," You are the kid- whether you admit it or not."
"Yeah yeah," Jocelyn frowned, before yawning with a stretch," I think I'm gonna head to bed. G'night."
"Good night sweetie," Adela smiled gently, watching as Jocelyn disappeared up the steps. She picked up the book that Jocelyn had been reading and placed it back on one of the bookshelves where it had been picked from. Silent moments ticked by and as Adela sat on the chair Jocelyn had vacated, she crossed her legs and looked at Bobby.
"I'm more aware than you believe- so, please, ask the question that has been eating at you the past two days."
"What aint you lot telling me?" Bobby asked, not beating around the bush for a second, as he stared into the witch's brown eyes.
"I'm afraid I can't tell you."
"Why the hell not?!"
"Because, I do not trust you. Any of you—the Winchester boys, you, any of the angels here," Adela explained," Save for Seraphiel—but even there lays some mistrust. She is not the one that my group and I know—and I do not have the blind faith in her that Jocelyn does."
"Why does she have such faith in the angels?"
"Not in angels as a whole, really. When Jocelyn was very young, a demon attacked her family. Killed her parents- was about to kill her. Would have, too—if Seraphiel had not intervened and killed the demon first. That there- started the faith in the angels—especially a loyalty to Seraphiel. Faith in Castiel came with knowing Rowan—but even then, there is an unspoken trust that goes beyond the friendship that Rowan and Joss have."
"There's more to this story?"
"Much," Adela nodded, relaxing in the chair," But it's like I said. I don't trust you enough to tell you. Honestly, I was surprised that Sera—our Seraphiel—trusted my group with the information. Must mean there's some level of faith within us, as humans."
"Will you ever tell us?"
"Perhaps, but honestly it's not up to me. That would be up to Jocelyn and Seraphiel, but I wouldn't hold my breath. Gaining an Angel's complete trust—let alone an Arch Angel's trust—takes a bit of doing."
"Tell me about your angel lore. It's different from what I've found," Bobby asked of her.
"It's near the same as to what you know. Michael, Lucifer, Raphael and Gabriel as the Arch Angels, then the lower tier angels. God left Heaven, Michael cast Lucifer down into the cages and Gabriel disappeared," Adela explained," What you probably don't know is that there are infact seven Arch Angels. The ones missing from your lore- Seraphiel, Raguel and Jophiel. Seraphiel is the third born Arch Angel; looked over all of Human kind, listened to their prayers and aided when possible. From the start, she devoted herself to serving the Humans- which is near contrast to Lucifer, which is funny in the respect that Seraphiel and Lucifer are mates."
"Wait—what'd you just say?"
"You heard me perfectly. From the beginning, God created the Archangels with the intents for them to be mates of one another. Seraphiel had a choice—between her older brothers. Michael or Lucifer. In the end, for reasons unknown to me, she chose Lucifer. Unfortunate events pulled them apart, she left Heaven somehow and he was thrown into the cage—and that was that."
"She gonna side with him- now that he's sprung from the cage?" Bobby questioned warily.
"It's possible, but honestly, I believe she could be good for him- maybe tone down his otherwise devilish tendencies," Adela answered," Next there was Raguel. Born after Gabriel- but still very powerful in his own right. From what I've learned, he tended to stick to his older brothers—Michael and Raphael—sides. After a while, he took command of a band of angels called the Grigori. However, after some time he grew corrupt- and a battle ensued between the Grigori and the other Angels—led by Raguel and by Michael and Raphael, respectively. Before they could kill him, Raguel went into hiding—and has not been seen or heard of since. A lot of people believe he's out there, biding his time. Others believe that he is, in fact, dead."
"And the other one—Jophiel?"
"Jophiel. The youngest of the Archangels. The most kindred spirit, the loving one. She preferred to keep an eye on Earth's nature and the animals that inhabited it. Raguel believed she was the weakest of the Archangels. He would constantly belittle her and bully her—unfortunately Michael and Raphael did nothing to stop it. Luckily, Gabriel and Seraphiel did—and they'd protect her best they could. Seraphiel took to Jophiel, almost bringing her under her wing- or under her guidance. Between the two of them, Earth and all it's being—nature, animals and humans—were looked after. As with Lucifer and Seraphiel- something akin to affection grew between Gabriel and Jophiel—but unfortunately, something happened to Jophiel that caused her to fall from Heaven. Her Grace became near minimal and everyone believed her to be dead."
"So she isn't?"
"Some don't think she is, but rather she's found a vessel to hide within, to get her strength up."
"I see," Bobby nodded, mostly to himself, before asking," Why did you lot jump dimensions and come here?"
"Seraphiel's doing—mostly. After Lucifer was released from his cage- Seraphiel… realized… that it was in her best interest to get Jocelyn—a human she had taken a great interest in—and those close to Joss, away from the… battle."
"Between Lucifer and Michael?"
"Yes- but it's not a battle like what you believe. It's not the ordinary brother versus brother, one must die. This is—in my opinion, mind you—about Seraphiel. She chose Lucifer over Michael- so his ego is hurt. They already made a blow to Seraphiel's heart—by taking out Jophiel back at the beginning of time. If I am correct, Michael would go after the next thing close to Seraphiel in order to hurt her once again."
"Jocelyn," Bobby muttered.
"Correct," Adela nodded," Now, you might know Lucifer as the devil and uncaring—but from what I have gathered, Lucifer still very much cares for Seraphiel. It's something to do with the Angelic Mates thing. You'd have to ask an Angel about it to learn more—I only know so much. Lucifer still cares- so, Michael going after Seraphiel the way he has—he is—with Jophiel and now Jocelyn—makes it personal to Lucifer."
"So Michael's butt-hurt that the lady chose his brother instead of him?"
"Basically—as I said though, that's my opinion. Makes sense though, doesn't it?"
"S'pose so," Bobby shrugged, before turning his attention back to his book.
"Good night, Bobby Singer," Adela said, standing up from the chair and disappearing up the stairs.
"Yeh, night," Bobby muttered, his mind mulling over all this new information. If there really was more to this battle between Michael and Lucifer—would it help Sam and Dean's cause? Or would it only make matters worse?
"Balls."