AN: Thanks to everyone who reviewed. I've decided to continue this without a beta, but if anyone offers then it shall be greatly appreciated. So now, the second instalment of A More Deadly Apocalypse is about to begin. After a quick disclaimer first,
DISCLAIMER: Well... no. Donna would still be with the Doctor otherwise...
In Bobby's crowded living room
"Who in tarnation is 'Donna Noble'" Bobby practically spits out, saying Donna Nobles name in a similar way that another man would say a curse. Not out of disrespect of Miss Noble, but out of frustration that she might start the damned Apocalypse back up.
"Well, if I knew that, I would have told you! So, feel free to ask the one person that we all know who has the slightest chance in Hell to inform us" Crowley yells back at Bobby, his glare encompassing all three hunters in the cluttered room.
"Touchy, touchy..." Dean mutters, actually putting the shot gun down. Bobby's gun joins Deans, but Sam only lowers his.
"You'd be touchy too if there was even the slightest whiff of a plan to bring back the Devil, boy" Crowley grumbles, his accent making him seem touchier than perceived. Dean resists the temptation to poke his tongue at Crowley, and starts 'praying'.
"Uh... Cas, you there? Something's happening here that's more important than some stupid civil war in heaven and your loose nukes combined... So if you'd be so kind as to grace us with your 'holy' presence..." Dean trails off, hoping that his unorthodox, and slightly blasphemous, prayer has reached its intended ears. A tense pause fills the room. Bobby anxiously takes swigs of his slightly warm beer, Dean looks around, his muscles tense, Crowley watches the room with anxious covered indifference, while Sam never puts his shot gun down and never takes his eyes off Crowley, the biggest threat in the room to Sam.
The slight sound of fluttering wings drags everyone's attention to the doorway to Bobby's living room. Castiel walks into the living room, really crowding the small area, looking slightly worse for wear. Well, as much as an angel of the lord can look worse for wear.
"Tell me what is so important that I had to leave my soldiers to fight alone and come here Dean Winchester?" Castiel intones, his voice clearly, and surprisingly, conveying his frustration at being called away from the war in Heaven.
"Wow Cas... No 'hello, how are you?' I know you're not big on the small talk, but a hello would be nice" Dean retorts, not knowing how the fighting in Heaven is going. Castiel tilts his head at Dean.
"Dean, if this is an attempt to improve my 'small talk' then I must take my leave for Heaven immediately. Otherwise, please tell me the reason why I am here, away from my brethren currently engaged against Raphael. Also why he is here" Castiel informs Dean coldly, adding in a swift glare at Crowley. Crowley sneers at Castiel, and Castiel responds with a threatening growl. Sam quickly gets between them, an empty gesture in his current state.
"Listen Cas, Crowley has some info on a plan to bust Lucifer out of Hell" Sam says, the concern in his voice falsified from his memories.
"Impossible. Meg is not strong enough to break my brother out" Castiel says.
"Well, what does the name Donna Noble mean to you Angel boy?" Crowley demands, knowing that Castiel is wrong about Meg and Lucifer.
Castiel, whom was walking back towards the living room doorway, froze at the name. He then appears in front of Crowley, hoisting the demon up and into the wall behind him.
"Where did a fowl, lowly demon like you hear her name?" Castiel demands, furious and cold.
"Foul? Lowly?" Crowley yelled, insulted. He opened his mouth to continue, but he could sense Castiels impatience and, for once, decided not to test it.
"I heard from some pathetic demon that Meg plans on killing her to restart the Apocalypse, in other words break Lucifer out. Apparently killing this Donna Noble accomplishes that. Now let me go!" Crowley spits that last part at Castiel. Castiel releases him, appearing between Dean and Sam. There is a brief, stunned silence after Castiels outburst. It doesn't last long before the questions start coming in.
"Who the hell is Donna Noble?" From Dean.
"What the hell is she, if her death starts the Apocalypse again?" Comes from Bobby. Both Dean and Bobby sounding slightly incredulous and extremely worried. After all, Castiel hasn't denied that the death of Miss Noble will restart the Apocalypse. Sam on the other hand, offers a calm question of: "How can her death alone start the Apocalypse?" that brings quiet, but not calm, to the room.
Castiel looks at all of them, including Crowley.
"This is not my story to tell" is all he says, before vanishing, leaving no physical trace that he was ever in Bobbys living room.
On board the TARDIS somewhere
"Why can't we go to Rio Doctor?" a Scottish accent whines.
"Because Amy, why go to boring old Rio when there is a whole universe, past, present AND future available to you?" came the Doctors light, retort. This sort or argument, or disagreement, could often be heard in the TARDIS's control room. Amy Pond would try convince the Doctor to go to Rio, the Doctor would throw out other options, and then the TARDIS would normally take them somewhere and when completely different.
"So? We could go to Rio 200 years in the past, or 50 000 years in the future!" Amy replies, "I never said we had to go in the present"
"But Rio's booooring!" the Doctor whined in his British accent, which Amy isn't quite used to yet. Not the British accent part, she'd lived in Britain for ages, but the fact that an alien had a British accent...
"But Doctor... it's Rio!" Amy complained loudly. She was going to continue, but was cut off by a knocking sound that captured both Amys and the Doctors attention.
"Uhh... Doctor...?" Amy asks without really asking anything, "shouldn't you get that?"
"No one ever knocks Amy..." the Doctor responds, sounding far off in thought. He's too busy wondering who would be knocking on the TARDIS doors.
"Doctor!" Amy yells, getting the Doctors attention.
"Yes, what?" the Doctor asks, and is answered by some more knocking, "oh, right! Well, let's check who is knocking on the doors of a '50's British Police Public Call Box." The Doctor turns back to the console that he'd been previously playing with, and pulled a screen down for him and Amy too look at.
The screen showed a man in a trench coat and a suit with a poorly tied tie knocking at the door.
"Who is that?" Amy whispers to the Doctor.
"Don't know" the Doctor whispers back, "but let's find out!" he yells, jumping up and away from the TARDIS console. The Doctor bounds to the door, Amy staying put, but facing the doors. The Doctor opens the doors and peeks his head around them, so that the stranger cannot see inside his TARDIS. Coming face to face with the stranger knocking on the door, the Doctor can't help but feel like he knows this person.
"Doctor-" the stranger begins to say, before being cut off.
"Hello there" the Doctor, his British accent sounding jovial, "now, would you like to explain to me who you are, why you are knocking on the doors of a Police Public Call Box and, finally, how you know me." These rapid fire questions, though friendly, had an interrogation like quality to them. Despite that quality, the stranger wasn't fazed at all. In fact, he hadn't even reacted other than a head tilt and an examining gaze directed at the Doctor.
"I'm Castiel, Doctor, we met on the shores of the Dead Sea many years ago" Castiel said, "although, I have changed vessels since then." Castiel added that last bit looking down at himself.
"Castiel! My old friend Castiel!" a grin broke out on the Doctors face, and he flung the TARDIS doors open.
"How have you been? How have things going up in Heaven? And don't worry, you're not the only one who has changed faces a few times since our last meeting!" These rapid questions from the Doctor were all friendliness this time. Castiel didn't answer right away, he walked into the TARDIS first, before answering his questions.
"I am... okay, and things haven't been going so well in Heaven" Castiel answered the Doctor, sounding unusually tired for him.
"Of course they aren't, if you guys quit it with the Apocalypse, destiny and the big old family quibble then things would be a lot better" the Doctor rambled a tad insensitively. Castiel stiffened a bit, before answering.
"The Apocalypse is over, Michael and Lucifer have been locked in the cage. Heaven is now in civil war, I am leading one side against my brother Raphael." Castiel stated wearily.
"Blimey... " the Doctor says quietly. Every one lapses into a few second long silence, which is broken by the Doctor.
"OH! Castiel, this is Amy Pond, Amy's from your time Castiel! And Amy, this is Castiel, Angel of the 'Lord'" the Doctor introduces, rather late in Amy's opinion, "And it looks like he has been working on the small talk, haven't you Castiel?"
Castiel just nods, and Amy looks rather shocked. But she has just found out that angels and Heaven exists, and that there is a civil war in Heaven.
"A-angel of the lord?" Amy asks Castiel, stunned. Aliens were one thing, but angels? Castiel only nods, before addressing the Doctor with the reason for his visit.
"Doctor" Castiel starts, but is interrupted by the Doctor.
"Yes, yes Cas. Why have you sought me out?"
"I need your help, Donna Noble is in danger" Castiel answers. These words have a startling effect on the Doctor. He suddenly goes still, stopping all his fidgeting.
"Donna's in danger... well, you know that I can't go near her, or else she'll burn up Castiel! Why'd you tell me that?" the Doctor says, sadly and coldly. Amy remains quiet, observing the events that are unfolding.
"My time is before the events that lead her to her situation, some demons from my time think that her death will raise Lucifer from his cage" Castiel answers back, staying perfectly still, but fixing the Doctor with a severe look.
"I thought that you'd like to know and help, it would be welcomed" Castiel continued saying. The Doctor is now gripping the rails in the console room, turning his knuckles white. There is a longer pause, where the Doctor and Castiel are engaged in a silent conversation, and Amy looks between the two beings feeling extremely confused and rather left out.
"Alright Doctor" She says, her accented voice breaking the both out of their silent conversation.
"This Donna seems like a friend of yours, so I think that you should go with Angel Boy here, and help her, she doesn't even have to know that you were ever there." Amy's determination tips the balance of pros and cons for he himself to go save Donna Noble.
"Alrighty then!" the Doctor yells to the two occupants and the TARDIS, "Off to... uh, where ever we are going first, then it's off to save Donna, and the universe!" He then bounds over to the console and starts pulling, pushing, hitting and twisting random components of the TARDIS console, under the curious eyes of Castiel and Amy. With his new trademark "Geronimo!" the TARDIS starts travelling to Bobby's living room.
Poor Bobby. He has no clue about what's about to enter his house.
AN: Well, this is all I have so far, so the third chapter may take a little longer, but I promise I won't put this story on hold. So please review, they give writers motivation to continue :D
RainbowMango.