I promised you the last chapter before Oct, 8th.
This is it! .. a bit long.. because I can't cut it to two chapters.
Thank you for all the support, all of who who reviewed, fav'ed, followed or just reading. You're my greatest motivation.
Endings are hard.
It is.
"This is heaven? You have gotta be kidding me?!" Meg looked around the white space, nothing but closed doors lined up everywhere they look.
"It looks like death sent us to Monstropolis" Sam walked behind a door out of curiosity.
"Great, Mike and Sulley must be around here, somewhere" Dean retorted.
"This is not how I remember it" Castiel frowned.
"He screwed up Heaven.. One of these door must lead to where he is" Gabriel took out his angel blade, "Every trick in the great book, every knowledge, every spell. He knew them all"
Castiel nodded, "Be careful brother"
The Archangel smiled, "You too" he patted Castiel on the back, before joining with Dean and Sam, and went through one of the door.
"Come on, Cas" Meg reached out a hand for him, he took it and they both picked a door.
.
.
.
"Where are we?" Dean looked with confusion as a great white shark swam before him inside a enormous glass tank.
"Sea world?" Sam guessed.
"Search for a road.. Or a door, it'll lead us out of here" Gabriel said as he started walking round the tank.
Sam walked to another glass tank, "Those are electric eels.. They're not salt water fish.. Aren't they? So why are they here?" He mumbled to himself.
"Hey, Sam!" Dean shouted from the other side of the tank.
"Yeah?"
"Why are all the fish here.. The dangerous type? There's shark, barracuda, there's even a piranha tank.. I mean.. Why no Nemo?"
"He's at P Sherman forty-two wallaby way Sydney.. Remember?"
"Har-har.. Very funny, bitch"
"I know what you mean.. This is more like a psycho collection of fish"
"Will you two just shut up and look for the damn door?" Gabriel shouted, irritated.
"Hey, Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you noticed they looked pissed?"
"What?"
"The fish. The sharks are banging the glass" Sam took a step back away from the shark tank when it cracked, "Oh.. Shiiittt!"
The tank broke. Thousands of gallons of water poured, along with the sharks within.
"Deaaaannn!" Sam tried to run as fast as he can in the water, a vicious shark behind him ready for a feast. Gabriel zapped himself and appeared next to Sam. He grabbed his elbow and zapped away.
"Over here!" Dean shouted, Sam and Gabriel appeared behind him. Dean have found a door, 'MAINTENANCE - Personnel Only' was written on it.
"Let's go!"
.
.
.
"I'm freezing" Cas shivered, Meg took his hand, using her power she warmed him.
"Better?"
"Thank you" Cas nodded.
"Let's go find that door" Meg dragged Castiel across the knee deep snow heading to a clearing.
Minutes later, a light sound of footsteps crushing the icy snow reached their ears.
Meg looked around for any movement.
"There" Castiel pointed to a creature behind a dead tree. A white wolf peeked at them, fangs showing and heavy breath evaporated around the snout.
"Damnit" Meg pulled out her angel blade.
With a growl, the wolf ran to attack them.
Castiel stepped forward, he swung his blade, but the wolf bit his wrist, making him drop the blade.
"Haah!" Meg swung her blade, and stabbed the side of its neck, the wolf howl in pain, just enough for Castiel to pulled his right hand from it's mouth. With full force, he kicked the wolf off of him. The beast were thrown a few feet away, red blood dripping on the white snow.
The animal stood up, and staggeringly ran towards Meg.
Meg steady herself, as the wolf approach her, she grabbed his snout and use the blade to cut its neck while Castiel cut the beast's stomach. It shook its head in pain, slamming to Meg's waist and threw her to the soft snow, the animal howled again, before collapsing on the snow.
"You alright?" Castiel helped Meg to stood up.
"I should be asking you that" she said.
"I'm fine" Castiel smiled.
They stood watching the wolf, Castiel shook his head, "What has he make of heaven?"
The wolf vanished to thin air. Meg glanced at him.
"You know, it reminded me of the time I fought hellhounds" she winked.
"Pizzaman" Castiel smiled and pulled her towards him to hugged her.
Meg tiptoed and give him a peck on the lips.
"We must get going" she released his hug.
.
.
.
"Oh, fuck!" Dean cursed as a large snake grabbed his feet with its tail, with his knife have been knocked from him a minutes ago, he was defenseless.
"Sam!" He screamed for help.
"I'm kinda.. busy.. Right now" Sam said as he clutched the Lion's jaw to prevent it from biting him. Gabriel stabbed the Lion's back and it roared with displease. He stabbed it a few more time until the jungle king plopped on top of Sam.
"You alright Sam?"
"Go help Dean"
Dean was already strangled by the python up to his neck. His face blue and he was gasping for air to fill his squished lung.
Gabriel stabbed and cut the snake, not long, Sam joined him.
"Hang in there, Dean"
Dean kept gasping for air, like a fish out of water, every time, he grew weak and weaker.
"Damnit!" Sam pulled the length of the dead snake from his brother, unfolding it from its grasp.
"Dean!"
Gabriel grabbed Dean shoulders and pulled him out of the tangling snake. Dragging him across the ground until he was freed. Sam quickly shook his brother to wake him.
"Get up you Jerk! Open your eyes!"
Gabriel touched Dean's forehead, and the Winchester opened his eyes, gasping for air, he coughed when he filled his lung too quickly.
"Jerk! I thought I lost you" Sam playfully punch his brother's shoulder.
"Bitch" Dean grinned with amusement.
"Thank you Gabe" Sam smiled at the archangel, he nodded.
"Let's go.. We need to find another door"
.
.
.
"Alright, third door" Cas placed his hand on the handle.
"Let's hope there's no more snow wolf, snake or scorpion" Meg grabbed Cas' elbow and prepared herself to enter.
When they have open the door, it revealed to be a huge room with beautifully carved wooden selves from the bottom to the ceiling, filled with books. Medieval painting decorated the ceiling, adorned with golden sculptures.
"Hofburg Palace Library" Meg muttered as she released her hand from him.
"You've been here?"
"Yeah, I stole an old grimoire from here a few decades ago" Meg walked confidently towards a direction, "Come on"
Suddenly everything went pitch black.
"Cas?"
He didn't answer her.
"Caass!"
Nothing but dark and silence.
.
.
.
"Which door?" Sam glanced at Gabriel. They stood before three graffiti covered doors in Heaven's imitation of downtown LA.
Dean pouted, "why don't we all open one? But don't step inside yet"
Dean put his hand on the first door, Sam on the second, and Gabriel on the third.
"On three" Dean cued, "One, two, three"
"Noooo...!" Meg's screaming was faintly heard from the first door.
"This one!" Dean waved his hand, Sam and Gabriel followed him to the other side.
"Where does it come from?" Dean looked around, they seemed to be inside an empty warehouse, it was dark.
"Dean, you got a flashlight with you?" Sam asked.
"Uh, yeah" Dean patted his pocket to find it, he pulled it out and switched it on.
"Whoaa"
"Angel proof sigils" Gabriel muttered when Dean's torch illuminate one side of the concrete wall. "My power is useless here"
Sam went to the drawing and scratched it with his knife, "There, that should disabled it"
"Shit" Dean's torch flashed to another sigil on the building's pillar, "There're like hundreds of them" He flashed the light all around him.
"Well, we better start scratching" Sam suggested.
.
.
"Nooo!" Meg screamed again when Metatron stabbed Castiel's shoulder with a steel poker.
The ex-angel winched and huffed to endure the pain.
Metatron pulled out the blade from Castiel's stomach and turned to face Meg.
"What are you going to do? The room is angel proof, your power is useless here. But I guess you already know it" He smiled.
"Ughh" Meg tried to shook her shackles.
"So, you still won't tell me anything?"
"Go and fuck yourself! You rotten prick!" She snapped.
"I guess I just have to find out by myself then"
Metatron headed to a steel table. On it, lined up various tools Naomi used to have for 'investigating'.
"Meg" Castiel gasped, "He's gonna poke around .. your brain" he warned her.
"Let him try" Meg gritted her teeth in anger.
.
.
.
"So?" Sam asked Gabriel.
The archangel shook his head. "There's gotta be more sigils"
"But that's all we find!"
They stood outside a room inside the warehouse, Gabriel flattened his right palm on the concrete wall of the closed room. Closed his eyes to concentrate, then huffed.
"I can't.."
"Try harder!" Sam encouraged him.
Gabriel put both of his hand on the wall and try again, few seconds passed, the wall started to crack.
.
.
.
"Your story is.. Interesting, a little girl from Shinar who can see angels and fall in love with one, sold her soul to find her love but it led her to the hands of the devil himself, reborn and raised in fire and brimstone, scorched and tainted, but the love inside you... Somehow.. survived"
Meg snorted, her eyes red with blood that slowly dripped from the corner of her eyes.
"Thanks for the compliment, dipshit! So, now you know if we were in different condition. I would rip your heart out! and chew on it!" she growled and shook the shackles on her wrist. Castiel watched worriedly from across the room, his hands and legs bound to a chair, his body have been poked, stabbed and sliced, covered in blood.
"Yes" Metatron's lips pulled to a serious line, he slid his angel blade to her chest, it dipped against her soft, ample breast.
"Too bad your story ends here"
"Metatron!" Castiel shouted to draw his attention from Meg. "Why did you do this? Turning heaven to a.. A Circus! Father won't approve any of this!"
"God? He's long gone.." Metatron whipped around to face Castiel. "The animals? Those are just for you. You think I didn't know? Don't you understand? The beauty of it? To watch you struggle for survival, the primal instinct of every living thing God has created.. You should see the human part, I can watch them all day, new stories enfold"
"You're wrong, God still care"
"He wouldn't leave us if HE CARE!"
"Aaarrghh" Castiel screamed as Metatron plunged the blade to his abdomen.
"Stop it! You sonofabitch!" Meg shouted. Metatron didn't stop and twisted the blade, making Castiel passed out from the pain.
"Caaasss!" She screamed when she watched his head slumped on his shoulder.
Meg's eyes burned with anger, and slowly it began to shine.
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG-CLANG!
Her shackles broke, overpowered by her booming grace. She looked at Metatron with anger and her eyes shone brighter, white light illuminated from it.
In panic, Metatron threw his angel blade at her, she caught it with ease. In mere second, she zapped herself and appeared behind Metatron, with expressionless face, she grabbed his hair and slid the blade across his neck, his grace leaked as his head separated from his body. Black ash wing stretched across the room.
The walls began to rattle and crumbled with the force of Gabriel's grace until it formed a hole big enough for them to enter.
"Meg?" Dean's voice reached her ears. He saw her stood in the center of the room, Metatron's body by her feet, and his head hang from her grasp.
She looked at him in shock then closed her eyes and fell to the ground.
.
.
.
"Meg"
"Cas? Where are you?"
"I'm with you"
"Stop playing around you assbutt! I don't see you, where the hell are you?"
"I'm with you"
"This is not funny Cas!"
"I love you"
"Whatever, just get you stupid ass down here! I don't have all day"
"I love you"
"Stupid angel"
"Meg? Meg?"
Hey. That's not Cas' voice.
Meg opened her eyes. Dean, looked at her with concerned eyes, towering her.
"Finally" Dean threw his hand up exaggeratedly.
"What happened?"
Sam sat on the bed and handed her a glass of water, "Easy now. Here, drink this"
"Why am I here, Moose?"
Sam looked at Dean, who shrugged his shoulder. Meg saw the old man sitting on the couch next to Dean.
"Death?" she tilted her head.
"Meg" the horseman nodded politely.
"Can someone tell me what's going on?" Meg started to get irritated.
"Remember Heaven? Metatron? What's the last thing you remember?" Sam asked her gently.
"He captured us, tortured me and Cas. Then Cas passed out, and I.. Then.. Mmm.. I don't remember what happened next.. Where's Gabe and Cas?"
"Gabe is in Heaven right now, cleaning up the mess" Sam stated.
"Do you remember killing Metatron?" Dean asked her.
"I did?" Meg grinned, "Cool. So, where's Cas?"
"The thing is, Meg" Death approached her, "You accidentally ripped your grace when you force it to over powered Metatron"
"Ripped my grace?.. So, Now.. I'm what? human?"
Sam gave her a bitter smile and then nodded. Dean walked to the side of the bed and crouched.
"I'm fine with that, so why all the long face? Where's assbutt? You haven't answer my questions" she growled with her last sentence.
Dean took Meg's hand, "I'm sorry, but ... Castiel.. he didn't make it"
"What?"
Dean nodded weakly. She snatched her hands from Dean's grasp.
"No.. Nonononoooo! There's gotta be a mistake, he pass out when Metatron tortured him, he's not dead! He can't be.. No!" her new human emotion started to consume her, her breathing becoming erratic.
"Tell Gabriel to cure him, he'll be fine.." Tears started to roll down her cheek. She wiped it with her hand and tilted her head with confusion when she saw the liquid wet her hand. Tears? Why am I crying? You're human now. Yes. Human cry when they're hurt or sad. But why? Am I sad? Because of Cas? Because I could never see him again?
She shook her head and got out of the bed, hastily she shoved Dean out of her way and ran to hugged Death's skinny knees.
"Uncle.. don't take him away from me.. Don't do this to me.. Please, I beg you.. I'll do anything.. " She sobbed.
"Anything, just bring him back.. I need him"
"Meg" Death tried to get her to released his knees.
Sam and Dean just glanced at each other, unable to do anything.
"No!" She shook her body to get his hands off of her, "Promise me you bring him back.. I'm sorry I was disrespectful to you.. Just bring him back to me. I'll serve you.. I'll be a reaper.. I'll be anything you want me to be.. Uncle.. Just bring him back.. Pleeeeassee!"
"I can't"
"Yes you can! You have the power.. I've seen how powerful you are" she insisted.
"But it is already destined"
"Change it!"
"I can't, I would unbalance the order"
Meg was silent, thinking. Slowly, she let go of him and stood straight, she wiped her tears away. "Then take my soul.. Cut me out of the order"
.
.
.
She opened her eyes and gasped, filling her lung with air, she saw faces surrounded her.
"Look what you've done, Clarence!" A blonde teenage girl playfully punched a teenage boy by her side.
"Hey, Megan, you alright?" The teen girl asked as she helped her stand.
"My head hurts" she rubbed her temple. Why does her voice sounded weird? Like a kid.
"I'm very sorry" an apologetic frown decorated the boy's face standing in front of her, his dark hair messy and glistened with sweat, his blue eyes was clear and beautiful and somewhat familiar to her.
"I was playing baseball with my friends, and the ball I hit, hit you on the head. I'm sorry" the boy awkwardly scratched the back of his head, waiting for the girl in front of him to respond, instead the girl just looked at him with confusion written all over her face.
"Are you okay?" The boy asked.
"I'm... fine" Meg winched when the other girl patted her butt too hard to clean the dust off her faded jeans. Meg looked down and noticed her outfit, was she in a new meat suit? Sneakers? Really? How old is this meat suit?
"I should take you home, you look disoriented" he suggested.
"Yeah, you should Clarence" the other girl approved. "I gotta go, bye Meg. See you in class tomorrow!" the other girl said then she waved her goodbyes and left them alone.
"You know where I live?" Meg asked.
"Uh.. Yeah, this is kinda embarrassing, but I live on your street for two years now" he smiled sheepishly.
"Really? How come I never know you?"
"Well, now you knew"
Meg smiled back. She looked around, the town seemed familiar, but she couldn't quite point it out. She stopped when they passed in front of a small shop. She took a moment to saw her reflection in the shop's window. Wavy black hair, big green eyes, pointy nose. A face she once knew, way back, a time when before Azazel came to her, before her demon days... a time in Shinar.
"It's me.." She mumbled.
Clarence took her hand. She looked at him, confused. But the teenager were too focused on looking both ways to cross the street to realized.
Meg saw a skinny old man passing her from across the street, the man smile and nodded politely. She scrunched her brows, trying to remember him.
'You're welcome' she heard him said. But she saw his lips didn't move.
"Friday?"she heard Clarence asked.
"Huh? What?" her attention drawn back to Clarence.
"Uh, nothing" the boy blushed.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you" Meg stepped closer to the boy.
"I was.. asking.. if you want to see the new Batman movie this Friday"
"Oh" she paused before answering with a smile on her face, "Yes, I'd love that, Cas"
"Huh?"
"What?"
"You called me Cas?"
"Really? You must have misheard me"
He scrunched his brows, but then he nodded, letting it go. "Yeah.. Maybe"
Meg smiled and continued to walk down the street along side him.
A new life, a new start.
.
.
-the end-
And now.. we can all go back to our fangirling lives on Oct, 8th ! Yaaayy!