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_ JPoV:

There is an angel sitting in the living room.

There's an angel sitting in Bobbys living room.

No matter how many times I say it it sounds completely insane. Oh, yes. I saw the big ass wings, but still insane.

»Bull shit.« Apearantly I wasn't the only one thinking it, so was Dean. I just had a mouth to brain filter so I didn't say it aloud.

Bobby looked shocked also, but he doesn't talk much on a good day, so I'm not expecting words to come flying out now.

Sam looked awestruck. Like someone just told him Santa Claus was real.

I would easier believe that one, than angels.

Bella looked pissed. Why? I had no idea. But I do know my Belle and she will let us know. She's not the kind of woman to keep silent for long.

»Why?« Ah, there she goes.

While the rest of us were still reeling at the news of angels, she was getting control.

The 'angel' cocked his head. »Why what?«

»Why didn't you save them? My dad? Jacob? If you had that kind of power, why didn't you save them?« She was screaming the last sentence in his face.

»I was not allowed to do that. I was sent to save you. That was my mission.« The angel, Castiel answered calmly.

Bella shaked her head in frustration. »Here.« She gave me Charlie and looked me in the eyes. Her face said all I needed to know. It said 'Do not let him out of your sight'. »I need a fucking drink.«

Now, Bella doesn't swear much and when she does they are the easy cuss words like 'shit' or 'crap' stuff like that. She reseved the hardcore ones for moments like this. When she's frustrated and pissed as hell.

My eyes grew large when I saw my wife chug whiskey out of the bottle. »Ah, baby…« she just threw a hand up to make me stop talking. »This won't end well.« I said to no one in particular.

I changed alot when I met Belle, but I'm still a marine – I take orders only from my sergeant. That one happens to be my wife.

After three long gulps she put the bottle back where she found it, on Bobbys desk.

»You weren't alowed.« Bella sat next to me and leaned in to me for comfort. »Why are you here then?«

Just as he was about to answer my wife fired another question at him. »Who decides what you're alowed to do, or not?«

»I am sorry for your loss Isabella.«

»It's Bella.« He better memorise that fast. My Belle hates being called by her full name.

»I was sent here by the archangel Michael to stop the Apocalypse.«

Silence. The room was filled with silence, even Charlie didn't make a sound.

»The Apocalypse?« Dean asked sceptical. » The four horsemen,pestilence, $5-A-Gallon-Gas apocalypse?«

»I do not know about the gas. But yes.«

»What do we have to do with this?« Bella wanted to know.

Castiels eyes turned to Sam. My Sammy.

Bella stood. »What does Sam have to do with it?« She was ready to kill. I grabed her hand and pulled her back down I did't need my wife to be smited by god or something.

Sam appeared to have the same thoughts. He moved to Bella, sat down at her feet and put his head on her knees. Belles hand automatically went to Sammys hair.

»The demon Azazel started the process thirty years ago. We tried to stop it, but there were some angels that wanted the Apocalypse.« Castiel said. »The purge in heaven took more time than Michael expected. I came as soon as I could.«

»Why did you look at Sammy then.« Bella asked again. I noticed Sam beaming when Bella called him Sammy.

»He is the chosen vessel of Lucifer.« Sam recoiled from Bellas touch, she didn't take that well. She reached to him again. She shaked her head with a small smile when Sam looked at her.

Whatever he saw in her eyes it soothed him, because he curled up against her again.

»The devil needs a meat suit?« Dean tactfully asked.

»Lucifer is an archangel. There are rules. But for now he is safely locked in the cage.«

»So, if Lucifer isn't a problem what in the he….world is?« Bella stoped herself from saying another bad word infront of our two year old and an angel.

»In 1972 Azazel killed eight nuns in a chapel. The sacrifice enabled him to speak to Lucifer whose cage opened beneath the convent. Lucifer told Azazel that Lilith is needed to break seals that hold him captive in the Cage, and that Azazel needs to find a very special child.«

Bellas grip on Sam tightened. Her face was hard as steel.

»He intends to put all the special children together and make them fight each other. He forsees Sams victory. The Colt in your possesion also acts as a key for the Devils Gate in Wyoming. It is a door to Hell.«

Holy fuck!

»There are 66 seals. We are hoping to make it so none of them are broken.«

»I'm almost afraid to ask, but what is the first seal?« Bella wanted to know.

"The first seal shall be broken when a righteous man sheds blood in Hell." Bella closed her eyes.

»And which one of my boys is the one?«

»The demons expect it to be John Winchester.« Sam buried his face in Bellas legs, I could see his sholders shaking. He was crying.

»Okey. You made my Sammy cry and you pissed me off something awful. So you will start talking now, or I'm going to try out our new pride and joy. They say the Colt can kill anything I'm about to test that theory.«

Dean snorted but he looked proud of Bella. Sam was also looking at Bella, he just found out how much Bella really loved him. She doesn't know them for long but my Belle thought of my boys like they were her boys. She loved them like she loved Charlie.

»Lucifer cannot rise. He does and Hell rises with him.«

»Yes. We fucking got that. Now how can we stop it?« Bella yelled at him. I didn't even had a chance to speak with the angel yet. Bella was in protective mother mode.

»We have to kill Azazel and hopefully Lilith before one of you sells a soul.«

»You want us to kill the first two demons.« It wasn't a question. »That's what they are, right? Lilith is the first demon. Ever.«

»How are we supposed to find them?« I wanted to know.

Bella looked at me gratefully, I put my arm aroud her touching Sams head with the same hand. Dean apearantly felt left out so he came to me and mimicked Sams position but on my side, Charlie fell asleep on my shoulder.

»And when we do find them how are we supposed to kill them.« Bella asked, her voice strained. She wanted to scream, but Charlie was sleeping. »Because if you and your angel friends haven't noticed we have one Colt, whitch we're not even sure of and six fucking bullets!«

»I told you Castiel that Isabella was very protective of her family.« Another man stepped in the living room.

Bobby, Sam and Dean were on their feet aiming at him. I wanted to stand up to but I had a toddler in my arms. And I had a good feeling it was another angel.

He put up his hands in a sign of peace. »I am Michael. I wish you no harm.«

»And why have you come?« My poor Belle sounded so exhausted.

»I came to give you a gift Isabella.« The fact that she didn't correct him how to call her shows me how very tired she was.

»Isn't Lucifer your brother? I would have thought you'd want to free him.« Bella pointed out. Ya, see. That's way I let her have this confrontation. She knows this stuff. She's a pro, like she's been doing it for yeas. She will lead us in to battle. She will lead us to victory.

»When father made you- humans, he wanted us to love you as he loves you. Lucifer didn't like that, he questioned that. So when he wanted to take over heaven father cast him out. He fell. I don't want to hurt my brother. But I can not let humans suffer because of him.«

Bella noded. »So, what's this gift you were talking about?« It was like she was talking to a guy next door not an archangel. Michael presented her with a knife, Bella took it in her hands. Then she laughed. »You want me to kill the most powerfull demons with a knife! You're kidding, right?«

»No.« Michael answered.

No what? No, he's not kidding? No, he doesn't want us to kill them? What? I was just about to ask when he continued.

»I wish for you to kill Azazel. I will take care of Lilith.«

Bella straightened. And took a deep breath and then another. Then she noded and stood up.

»Okey.« She said to Michael. »You go right on that. And when you do kill her thell her she fucked up when she messed with the Winchesters.« She looked toward us. »We can do this. We will do this. For our future, for our lives. I'll be damned if I let some asshole with a daddy complex wear one of my sons like a prom dress.«

Then she was gone.

We were dismised.

Thank you for reading!

The info of Azazel comes from Supernatural Wiki.

I know John OC, but he's mine – I write him as I want him!

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