Into The Fire .
The weeks that followed where hard to say the least, the barn had nearly been burnt down on a daily basis but as the weeks dragged on Dean was finally getting a grasp on his ability to create fire. His emotions where another matter entirely, try as he might he just couldn't stop his outbursts and he hated them. He was used to being so in control, being able to hide how he was truly feeling from those around him that now it felt like he was suffocating under all that he was feeling and what the others where feeling.
Missouri had told him that he was an empath and his emotions could make him stronger if only he'd allow himself to accept it for the gift that it was. He could not only use his gift to sense how others where feeling but also with training be able to project to his feelings to others around him.
Dean didn't see the empathy as a gift, he found himself feeling lost and started to shut himself away from the others on a regular basis, to just shut out the worry that was coming off them in waves. His fathers was the worst he was always worrying if Dean would be gone again, if Dean was normal, what the demon had done to him. John had been pestering Missouri mercilessly to find out the answers to his questions which had led Dean to distancing himself even more from the people that he loved, he wanted to help his father he really did. But he was scared to death at what Missouri would find if he let her into his mind. So he'd taken to spending long hours at the pond sitting in the boat and letting it drift lazily across the water just letting the breeze take him. It gave him a sense of peace allowed him to shut everything and everyone out, he sometimes felt like he no longer belonged with his family and he ached to be able to go back in time so that he wasn't the baby of the family now. This was something that he just couldn't get used to, his once baby brother bossing him around was getting to be rather annoying and he just wasn't one to be bossed around by anyone, well maybe his dad but that was different he was following orders then, if he didn't it could end in someone losing their life, and Dean just wouldn't let that happen. He was a protector it was something that he felt he'd been born to do, to protect the innocent, the weak, and now he felt like that was being ripped from him. He hated it.
He glanced over the rim of the boat he could sense Missouri on the shore trying to reach out to him to send calming thoughts to put him at ease, he knew why she was there, she'd come for the answers that his father so desperately wanted. He knew he couldn't avoid this any longer he had to give in , the only way this could be avoided was if he ran away and he couldn't do that. He couldn't put his family through all that worry again and in truth he had no idea where he'd have gone anyway. Sure he'd had another birthday from them staying at the farm for so long but he was still only 11, and just where would an 11 year old go to ?
So with a heavy heart Dean turned the boat around and began to row for shore. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, maybe sharing his nightmare time in the hospital would be better shared, maybe he wouldn't wake up in the middle of the night anymore to glowing yellow eyes that danced with laughter at his thundering heart.
" I know what you want Missouri " he said to the psychic making her jump
"I thought you where still out on the pond " she said eyebrows raised in surprise, Dean moved closer to her and motioned to the tree.
" If we sit under here it'll keep us sheltered. Erm…….. How long will this take ? " he asked nervously
" Not too long child, it won't hurt I promise ". They sat under the tree Indian style facing each other, Missouri reached out her hands and placed them either side of Deans face
" Ok baby take deep breaths and close your eyes, concentrate on the hospital and your time there. Remember you're safe, I'll be there with you the whole time " Dean nodded and did as Missouri instructed him, he felt no different though sure he was kinda relaxed and felt a little floaty but other than that he still felt like he was sat under the tree on a surprisingly warm February day.
He cracked an eye open to look at Missouri and gasped in shock, he was standing in the corridor of the hospital.
" Missouri ? MISSOURI ?! W here are you ? "
" I'm right here Dean its ok, you're ok " Dean felt a warm hand on his shoulder and looked up into the warm brown eyes of Missouri, he felt himself visibly relax.
" So what now ? "
" Why don't you show me where your room was honey, that could be a good place to start " Dean frowned and headed down the corridor
" Its this way I think " he led the psychic down the corridor to a room where the door was closed, he could feel his heart hammering in his chest as he reached for the door handle with a sweaty palm. The door opened easily and swung inwards revealing a pale faced Dean strapped down to the bed. Dean ran forwards to undo the straps but his hands passed through them as if he was trying to catch the early morning mist
" You can't change what happens here honey, we're not really here, what we're seeing is like an echo we're just here to get the answers that we need. Do you understand ? " Dean nodded and looked at his pale self
" Sorry dude, wish I could help " he walked back to the psychic his shoulders slumped in defeat
" Its ok though we can help you now, what we see can help us to understand and try and heal you "
" Ok " Dean opened his mouth to ask what if they didn't see anything helpful when his door was opened and Doctor Phelps walked in, he looked to the child on the bed whose wide unseeing eyes where fixed on the ceiling. The Doctor smiled but it held no warmth, he ran a hand through Deans hair
" Time for your medication Dean " he talked even though the Dean lay on the bed couldn't hear him
" You're doing very well, progressing even faster than I anticipated you would. You truly are your mothers son. Although you're more angel than demon but I can rectify that with time, all you need is your daily dose of this and the angel part will eventually succumb to the demon poison in your system. Just a few more doses of my blood and you'll forget that pitiful family of yours and stand where you truly belong. At my side "
He pulled out a syringe filled with a murky yellow fluid and inserted it into Deans arm depressing the plunger until all the medication had been dispensed.
" What the hell is he giving me ?! " Dean asked angrily " And what does he mean angel ? I'm no freaking angel !! "
" Ssshhhhh Dean " Missouri whispered " I need to hear everything " Dean glared at the psychic, he was the one that was slowly being poisoned here not her. He was the one that they where talking about as if he was someone special, an angel !! Surely the Doc was crazy, I mean come he thought if anyone was the angel it was Sammy not him he thought.
" Who'd have thought that you'd be so useful " he continued to stroke Deans hair tenderly and Dean was ashamed when he saw himself lean into the touch, it made the Doctor smile " Soon you'll call me father and together we can burn this world and make it ours !! ".
Dean turned away from the sight his stomach threatening to expel its contents, his heart was thundering in his chest, his eyes where burning and he was finding it hard to breathe.
" I want to go now I've seen enough, you've seen enough " , Missouri nodded and put her arm around Deans trembling shoulders, he shrugged her off
" Don't tell dad…..don't tell him that I……I " he closed his eyes tight trying to still his heart, he took a steadying breath then continued
" Don't tell him how I was with that jerk, please " the please was whispered but Missouri heard the desperate plea. She nodded her head sadly
" I won't honey "
" Can you help me now ? " he asked, he lifted his green eyes to hers and she felt her heart break at the pain and hopelessness she saw there
" Yea honey I can help now, I know exactly what to do "
" How do we get back. I don't have to click my heals together do I ?! " he asked an eyebrow raised
" No, you just have close your eyes and think of us sat back under that tree that's all, just concentrate real hard ".
Dean felt himself floating again, he could feel the gentle breeze against his skin and knew that he was back by the pond. He opened his eyes and let out a deep trembling breath, he gave a small smile to Missouri, that made his eyes dance with mischief,
" Thank for flying Winchester airlines, have a nice day, and no offence but please don't come back "
" Boy !! You will never change " she shook her head smiling, they both walked back to the farm house lost in they're own thoughts. Dean was worried about his fathers reaction to the news that Missouri was going to deliver, would his father still love him ? Would he look at him the same way ? Was the demon still looking for him ? His head was spinning with all the questions making him feel a little dizzy
" Relax Dean your daddy will love you no matter what. He just wants to protect you is all make sure you and your brother are safe, we can do that now "
Dean nodded silently and followed Missouri into the kitchen where John, Sammy and the Pastor where sat, John raised his eyes to Missouri
" Well Missouri ? "
" I found out what happened John and I know how to help "
" What do we do ? " Sam asked, his eyes glanced to Dean who had his eyes determinedly fixed on the floor, Dean could feel the swirling emotions rolling off of all in the room, it was all too much
" Err……I think I'm just gonna…." he nodded to the porch and headed out the door, he didn't think he could stand the horrified looks from his loved ones that he knew he would receive. So he went and sat on the porch swing and waited out his fate. He didn't know whether they would accept him with loving arms or would dismiss him and leave him on his own to fend for himself. He gulped the lump back in his throat and wiped the tears from his eyes angry that his emotions where once again betraying him.
Missouri watched dean leave and shook her head sadly as she watched Dean leave, she looked to the others who watched the screen door close quietly. John was the first to speak
" Missouri what did that demon do to my boy ? "
" What do you know about where Mary came from John ? "
" What's that got to do with anything ?! " he said frustrated running his hands through his hair
" It has a lot to do with it John it could make a big difference as to what happens to Dean " she explained calmly.
" Dad, just answer the question if it'll help Dean what does it matter ? "
" Its not as simple as that Sam. There's a lot you don't know yet and a hell of a lot more than I understand"
" John calm down this isn't helping anyone, you're going to have to tell them sometime this is just too big to keep hidden " Jim stated it with a quiet calm that swept over John. He looked at his friend and let out a breath
" You're right….you're right. Ok Sam but I can only tell as much as I know. It just doesn't make any sense to me "
" Its ok dad, go on " Sam encouraged.
John took a deep breath if he didn't get it out now he never would
" So Caleb told you that you'd both been lost to me before right ? When I got you both back it was so confusing in my heart I knew you where my boys but the 2 year gap between me thinking I'd lost you both then finding you again……it just didn't make any sense. The tests that Caleb did proved that you where my sons, now we just had to find out how and why you where taken. Bobby had some friends who he said could help me so I went on a dream walk to discover the truth. It showed me that your mother was…..she was…..a demon " Sam gasped and opened his mouth to question his dad " Let me finish Sam please this is hard enough as it is. Her name was Tiamat her true name anyway she was looking for atonement, apparently her father had promised it to her and I guess she took the chance. But her brother was non too impressed and killed her, I wanted to learn more so after I learnt this from the dream walk I researched all I could about a demon called Tiamat " he gave a humourless chuckle " Turns out she was an angel, took sides with Lucifer in the war in heaven her and the rest of her family where banished when Lucifer was defeated. I couldn't believe it a fucking angel !! You boys are descended from her, but seeing as I'm mortal you're only part angel " John shook his head it was all so unreal a part of him still didn't really believe it even now, Sam blew out a breath that he'd been holding since his dad had said his mom, they're mom was a demon.
" So we're not demons ? " he asked quietly
" No son, neither you or your brother are demons, you're a direct descendant of a heavenly being ".
" Well now that changes a lot " Missouri said " You're sure of all this John ? There's no mistake ? "
" None what-so-ever, I've researched as far as I can go and it all points in the same direction "
" That's great news. Now for something that's going to upset you some " John looked at the psychic with a raised brow,
" You think anything you have to say could make this any worse ? " he snorted. Missouri took a deep breath she knew John better than he thought she did and she knew that what she was about to say would make the man explode. It was like waiting for the mushroom after a nuclear bomb, but this explosion could prove to be far more deadly, she knew that John would have to tread carefully with Dean or they'd loose the boy forever. So with a trembling voice she told John what she'd seen through Deans mind trip, true to her word she left out the part where Dean had lent into the demons touch she'd made a promise after all.
" Missouri that's all well an good but what the hell did the bastard give my son !! "
" It was blood John, the demons blood ". She saw the tempest grow in Johns eyes and was about to give out a warning when the dam broke and Johns anger at what had been done to his son spilled forth.
" I'm going to kill that bastard with my bare hands !! Who the fuck does he think he is ?! What the fuck as he turned my son into ?! " John was yelling, he was on his feet storming through the kitchen like a tornado, chairs where thrown out of his way as he continued on his path of destruction.
" Sam go check on your brother " Pastor Jim advised, Sam nodded and left the kitchen and hurricane Winchester to make sure his brother was okay. He wandered out onto the porch his mind set on telling Dean that it didn't matter what the demon had given him, he was a boy of his own making, he could carve out his own destiny, they would do it together. But all that was there was an empty porch swing, it swung emptily its occupant gone. Sam swallowed down his fear an ran into the house,
" DAD!! Its Dean he's gone !! ".
Note; So where is Dean ? Has the demon returned ? Will John find him again ? Review to find out xx By the way I don't have a beta don't even know what a beta is so if there are any mistakes I take the blame its all on me… but please throw eggs and other things away from me I just washed my hair :0)