Dean was finally able to follow John around that weekend. It was actually concerning how easy it was to follow John about town on foot. Like usual, John left around 7:30, leaving the car behind. Dean followed him to a diner and watched as his dad got a breakfast to go. Then walked all the way to the industrial district of beacon hills. An entire hour went by, and he didn't even look back once to see if anyone was following him. Dean was a little more cautious as John entered an abandoned warehouse. Slowly creeping into the open room he hid behind some of the equipment just trying to get close enough to the mumbled conversation going on.
"…hel, this is getting ridiculous, this meat suit is so fucking annoying always needing a fix for the first month, now it wants to kill itself. Always god damn screaming." A woman angrily complained.
"It is just a few more months now then the child of chaos will be born." His father's voice came out rather monotonously.
"That's another thing Mikey your spawn is kicking me now, why can't we just take it to either of our domains to birth it faster? Maybe then I wouldn't have to be trapped in a cold warehouse dependant on you." Dean got closer trying to see.
"Demon I have told you repeatedly, you are to impure to even step through a heavenly portal, and I will fall from grace if I step one foot in hell, that also means the grace I have given the child would as well ruining millennia of planning because you are a little uncomfortable... humans have been giving birth to children for a while now."
"Oh go fuck yourself next time you want a kid then" Dean's eyes widened as he comprehended the conversation. "… also what about the wee Winchesters are they going to be a problem?"
"The marked one has no clue, and the destined might be a problem, he suspects me."
"No shit Sherlock," his father's voice tried to interrupt but the demon just spoke over him. "the older one is a hunter through and through, we have scrolls of him in hell that have lasted as long as your little plan. He is named the demon reaper of course he suspects you, you idiot angel" the woman spits out the title like a curse "you definitely don't act human, I can't believe, you actually got permission from that paranoid drunk hunter, or that you have gone this long without one of the wee Winchesters following you, thought maybe you have John to thank for that, from what I hear he's not exactly a hands on kind of parent." The Demon then laughs, it's an ugly sound making Dean cringe "I wonder what his face will look like when he finds out he has another kid, you better watch it Michael he will probably kill this thing."
"I promised to kill the Demon Azazel whom he called yellow eyes." The angel said blandly. "Do not presume I have underestimated Dean or his importance, we too have prophesies of him, he will unite the children of Zeus and be his brother's keeper." Dean heard enough, well almost too much, he had to leave before those things noticed him.
"Oh when were you going to tell me I was ha…" dean backed out of the warehouse quickly and ran for the hotel
Slamming the door behind him, Sam looked at him worriedly. "Dean what is it?"
"Oh Dad is definitely possessed, but by a fricken' Angel." Dean starts pacing deciding on how much he should tell his little brother, obviously nothing about the preggo demon or their weird titles or prophesies but he needs to tell Sam something. "I don't know how? Or why? But I do know we are safe, apparently he's been possessed for at least 6 to 8 months" Dean paused "and dad gave his consent apparently, not quite sure but Angels need permission to use a meat suit."
"What do we do?"
"I don't know, Sam there is absolutely nothing on Angels or even Angel lore." Dean stopped pacing
"There has to be something? I could research, we could call Bobby."
"I don't think so Sammy, we call bobby we will be left here while some other hunter kills dad, or at least try to." Not to mention the demon with their unborn sibling Dean thinks. ", and it's not like it's hurting us, actually we haven't had to worry about money, or food in months or dad's drinking. Just … I dunno don't piss it off, I think it will let dad go once its mission is done, something to do with killing yellow eyes."
"Is it a good thing then?" Sam asked hopefully, because all his life Sam hasn't been told about the boogieman, but he had the very real threat of Yellow eyes.
"I hope so if it means one less Demon in the world and maybe dad won't be so obsessed." Not likely Dean added mentally, still wondering what was actually going on. "Though this does make it look like we won't be moving until the end of the school year." Sam beamed at that, while Dean mentally made plans to research in his spare time about angels and why a hybrid would be the absolute worst thing ever especially with the moniker child of chaos.
When John came home once again after Sam fell asleep, Dean tried to shield his brother's body as much as he could with his own from the thing crawling into the other bed beside theirs, not fully trusting it.
"Dean Winchester, I will not harm you or your brother"
"I can't fully trust you, I don't make a habit of trusting things that associate with Demons, but I will keep your secret for now, if only because there is no way I am killing any sibling of mine unborn or not, but make no mistake I will kill you and that Demon the second you hurt any of my family." Dean threatens without looking at the thing that has taken the shape of his father hopefully temporarily.
"I know Dean Winchester. It is why you were chosen." Dean startles at how close the voice sounds before a touch to the head sends Dean into a dreamless sleep before waking up to the sun shining through the curtains with the body of John gone, and feeling the most rested he has since coming to beacon hills at the beginning of the school year.