I'm doing my best to get this story finished. I hope you are still enjoying it. Thanks again to all who have read and reviews. Your comments are greatly appreciated. Its fun to write for those who enjoy it. We do love our hunters don't we.

Hugs, have a great Supernatural kinda day!

Dean is mine and you can't have him - now where did I put that doggone Pixie Dust! LOL

ST13 Flying Home

The two pixie's had flown far from home in their quest for fun and adventure. It had taken them weeks to reach the little town where Buttercup now lay near death.

Pushing herself hard Periwinkle knew she could cover the hundred miles in a day. After nearly thirty miles she was exhausted. Resting only for a short time she took to the air again. Even now tears filled her eyes when she thought of her sister. She had to find some way to fix her. Periwinkle wanted only to hear her sister's laughter once more.

She flew through the night stopping only when exhaustion overtook her. For the second time that night she had dropped from the sky and sought the comfort of a fragrant flower. The soft scent barely penetrated her melancholy. She didn't want to think about her sister's torn and broken wing. Over and over again she told herself Buttercup would be fine. In her heart she knew better, but she wouldn't let her mind believe it – not yet. Mother would know what to do. She knew everything.

Tears filled her eyes. Buttercup had always been softhearted, but what her sister felt for the human defied all explanation. Periwinkle tried hard to hate Dean for what had happened but she knew she couldn't. Her mother had been wrong in that regard. Humans were not nightmares. They could be fun and sweet and entertaining. Fond memories of Sam intruded upon her grief. Maybe she did love a human after all.

Shaking free of her musings the little blue pixie cleared her mind and slept.

It was late into the night when she finally reached home. Her homecoming was bittersweet. Flitting through the trees her heart thumped in her tiny chest as she saw the old oak standing majestically in the soft light of early dawn. A riotous mass of flowers surrounded it. The flowers were a cascading rainbow shimmering with crystalline dew. She didn't see any of its beauty that misty morning.

The sound of tortured bells broke the stillness of the night. "Mother," she screamed at the top of her lungs. At full speed she flew into the old weathered trunk of the oak tree. "Mother," she screamed again as she flitted through the oak to her mother and fathers resting place.

"Hush child," a booming voice echoed. "Father," Periwinkle screamed not bothering to lower her voice.

From the dark recesses of the huge old oak a soft lilting voice whispered her name, "Periwinkle."

It carried a command for silence and Periwinkle dare not disobey.

"Where is your sister," her mother asked.

Breathless and frantic she gasped for air and lowered her voice. "Please mother, please you have to help Buttercup," Periwinkle cried softly.

A tiny figure dress in a flowing silvery white robe floated into the room. Her carriage was regal, her voice and travel unhurried as only the Queen of the Fairies could. Her name was Ali'anna and she was old beyond reckoning. She was the most beautiful creature in the forest. At her shoulder stood a figure that was only slightly taller, but unlike his mate he did not have an elegant set of wings attached to his back. His name was Forest and he was a true pixie. Buttercup and Periwinkle were the daughters of an unlikely mating. Fairies and Pixie were sometimes the bitterest of enemies. Yet the Fairy Queen and Pixie King had met and fallen in love. for nearly a millenium peace had reigned in the forest.

His eyes were hard as they bore into his daughters, "Answer your mother Periwinkle where is your sister."

Her words were a jumbled mess. Jamming all the words together in a rush they were barely recognizable, "Hurtfathershe'shurtandIcan'tfixher."

"Slowly daughter," the fairy Queen whispered, "Please."

Settling to the ground she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I'm sorry mother, I'm sorry father," the little blue pixie whispered.

"Now tell us what happened to your sister," her father replied.

Tears filled the little blue pixie's eyes. Her voice quivered with each word as she told her parents the story.

"We were sleeping in the forest. When we woke up there were two humans. They were hurt mother, and we decided to help them."

She heard her mother groan and looked up to see something she had never seen in her mother's eyes before – Fear! Her mother wasn't supposed to be afraid of anything.

The Fairy Queen sank to the floor, covering her face with her hands. "Why daughter. Have I not told you a thousand times to stay away from the humans? Why did you not listen?"

Hanging her head in shame sparkling tears fell from her eyes. "I'm sorry mother," she whispered brokenly.

"What about your sister," her father questioned?

"I tried to stop her father, but she wouldn't listen. She liked her human; she wanted to spend all her time with him. She didn't even like to play games with me anymore."

"Oh silly child," the Fairy Queen whispered horrified. "She fell in love with a human."

"Yes mother," Periwinkle answered truthfully. "She loves him."

Her father jumped to his feet "Did he hurt her," her father roared into the room.

"No father, no," Periwinkle cried. "She was hurt trying to save him. A creature in the forest attacked him. Buttercup saved him.

For the first time they noticed the cuts and scratches on their daughters face and arms. "Did you try to save him," her father answered.

"I…" Periwinkle stopped, unsure of her actions. Had she tried to save Dean or her sister?

"Do you love him too," her father asked quickly.

"No father, but Buttercup loves him," she whispered. "I had to help her save him, because I love her!"

Ali'anna rose to her feet but her body shook with the effort of holding back her tears. "How badly is your sister hurt Periwinkle," she whispered brokenly.

Low and hoarse she whispered the dreaded words, "Her wing is torn nearly away and broken mother."

A sob of true terror filled a mother's heart.

"Can you fix her mother," a broken voice whispered?

The Fairy Queen shook her head, "I cannot mend a broken wing daughter, it is beyond my powers."

"You can't let her die mother, please you can't let her die," she cried.

Ali'anna turned, burying her face into her loves shoulder and hugged him tight.

Forest wrapped his arms around his wife seeking to comfort and gain comfort at the same time. His daughters were dear to him, to lose one now would shatter his world. "There must be a way sweet wife," he whispered.

"I hate them Forest," the Fairy Queen whispered.

"You cannot condemn them all because of one, sweet wife. Your daughter would not give her love unwisely," the Pixie whispered.

"Why do you hate them so much mother," Periwinkle asked quietly?

A beautiful tear streaked face turned to face her daughter wondering if she should have told her daughters the story long ago. Would it have saved her beloved Buttercup now?

"Tell her Ali'anna," Forest whispered.

Sinking to the ground she took her daughter's hands. "I once had a sister just like you. She was sweet and gentle and her heart was bigger than this old oak. She fell in love, not with a fairy, but like you sister, Anna'lyn fell in love with a human. At first I thought it was one of her games, but it wasn't. Anna'lyn had truly fallen in love with him."

"Did he love her mother," Periwinkle whispered.

"No sweet one, he did not. Like your sister she gave with her whole heart and when he was in danger she went to save him. Her wing was torn and she died because of him."

"What did the human do mother, did he try to save her?"

"No daughter, he walked away."

"Did he know mother," she asked cautiously. "Did she wish that she could see and talk to him?

Ali'anna stopped her eyes taking on a far away look thinking about the encounter. Seconds later she shook her head, "Yes sweet child she did."

"Did you talk to him? Did he know your sister was hurt?"

"He knew but he did nothing, he didn't love her," she cried vehemently. "He picked her up and stared at her."

"Maybe he didn't know how to fix her mother! Maybe he wanted too but didn't know how," she trailed off quietly.

"Maybe," the Fairy Queen whispered.

Ali'anna stared hard at her daughter, "Did Buttercup wish to see and talk to the human Periwinkle."

Periwinkle ducked her head because Buttercup had broken another of her mother's rules. "She didn't mean too mother, she was just sitting there staring at him and made one of her silly wishes."

Ali'anna groaned a tear rolled down her cheek and she let it fall into her hand. The light sparkled off the tear and hope flared in her heart. "Does he love her Periwinkle," her mother asked quietly.

"I think so mother, yes I think he does love her," the little pixie whispered boldly. "Can Dean save her mother," the little pixie squeaked.

"It's possible my love," she whispered, "Humans have more magic in their little pinkie than all the pixies in the world."

"First you must rest Periwinkle, then husband we fly to save our daughter."