Named after the song by Flyleaf. Been running low on ideas, but finally they are coming to me!:'D Please review:'3
Dean was sitting on the end of Lorelai's bed, watching her sleep peacefully. The deep cut on her face looked worse than ever and her plastered leg was hanging out of her covers. He felt guilty that this had happened to her. He should have checked that the forest was definitely safe. Lorelai wasn't ready to hunt with others really, let alone by herself. He wished that he could have been the one to retrieve her. That Bobby could have got through to him. He knew that he would have been there much quicker than Ellen could have, what with the Angel Express at his service. Lorelai's eyes fluttered open.
"Quit watching me sleep, ya freak." She mumbled. Dean smiled at her as she pulled herself up into a sitting position.
"Well, good morning Aurora."
"Shut up. How do you know Sleeping Beauty's real name anyway?"
"Well you see, when you've lived with Sam as long as I have..."
"Yeah, yeah. Speaking of Sam, are you guys going to kiss and make up?"
"Sorry Lori, but he's living the clean life now."
"Pfft, yeah, and how long is that going to last?" Dean bit his lip.
"Come on, get dressed. I think we should take your car out for a drive today."
"Really? You mean you did the wheels?"
"Yup. She's all patched up and ready to go."
"Get out. I'm going to get changed." Dean got up, left the room and closed the door.
Lorelai came out 20 minutes later wearing shorts and a white Ramones shirt. Her skinny jeans wouldn't fit on over the cast. Dean came out of his room just in time to see her attempt to go down the stairs. He watched her struggle for a few seconds and then swept her up again.
"Dean, I can do it myself!"
"Yeah, I know but you are so slow in that thing." He kept walking with her in his arms when they were down the stairs.
"Er, Dean. We're down the stairs now." Lorelai pointed out.
"Would you look at that. So we are." Lorelai hit him round the head but his smirk stayed on. He even put her in the car himself. She has never really been babied in her life. It felt weird to be looked after. Dean got in the Dodge Charger and turned the keys in the ignition. Lorelai smiled as the engine started, sounding nearly as smooth as a brand new car. Of course she was upset that she couldn't drive it herself, but being with Dean always made her feel better. It always reminded her that things had changed, and she did have a family after all.
"So, where are we going?" Lorelai asked her brother, who was relishing in the fact that he was driving the classic car.
"Lawrence, Kansas. I promised someone I would visit her once in a while."
"Dean, I do not appreciate it if you are going there just to get laid."
"Oh, God, no. No, It's not like that. She's a psychic. She knew Dad."
"Oh. Right. How long is the journey going to be?"
"Roughly 4 hours with me at the wheel but don't worry, we'll stop for lunch."
"Okay."
Dean was right. It did take about 4 hours but the drive was enjoyable. They were now a psychic clinic which was, in Lorelai's opinion, tacky but Dean claimed that she was a real psychic. They were sitting in the waiting room for her to finish with her client. There was nobody else in the waiting room and Dean and Lorelai waited silently for 5 minutes, when finally a large woman came out and said goodbye to her patient who was skinny and frail. The large woman who fitted Dean's description of the psychic called Missouri Mosely turned to Lorelai and her calm expression turned into one of shock.
"Oh, my lord!" She exclaimed loudly. Missouri was sure that what she was guessing was correct, but she had to check. She took Lorelai's hand. "Honey, I am so sorry. I can see all your past grief. And recent, too. You are also John Winchester's child! But he had no idea..."
"How do you do that?" Lorelai asked her, intrigued.
"I was born with it." She turned to Dean. "Boy, It's good to see you." She pulled him into a hug. "I was sure that you wouldn't keep your promise. It's been over two years!"
"I know, I'm sorry. I just needed to find time."
"How did you escape Hell? Oh, an Angel. Castiel. You started the Apocalypse?" She was reading Dean's mind. "You and Sam?" She gasped. "Sam's addicted to demon blood! And now it's not working out between you two."
"Yeah, that's pretty much everything since last time you intruded my head."
"Oh, my God. You boys have been through so much! Your Daddy would be so proud of you. And now you're also looking after your little sister, as well as your little brother. I don't know how you sleep at night, boy!"
"With amazing amounts of alcohol." They were interrupted by the sound of a bell. Missouri's next patient was here.
"It's been nice catching up with you two. Dean, I really hope this whole apocalypse thing gets sorted out. Lorelai, look after your brother. He's going to need it. I need to get to my next patient." They both nodded and said goodbyes. "You two better come see me again. Soon."
Somehow, talking to Missouri made Dean feel a bit better. He felt happier. Relaxed. Lorelai was sitting in the back seat. She liked to put her leg up. It was more comfortable that way. That was until a man materialized out of nowhere and landed on it.
"Holy shit!" She exclaimed in pain and pulled her leg off the seat. Dean screeched the car to a stop. "Who the fuck are you?" This angel wasn't Castiel. This one had blonde long-ish hair, he was younger and dressed in a black suit.
"I apologize about landing on your leg. My name is Jophiel. I am here on orders."
"Orders?" Dean and Lorelai asked together. Jophiel put his hand on Lorelai's leg and she gasped in shock as she felt the bones click back in place.
"Why were you ordered to fix it?" Lorelai asked him. She got no answer, he disappeared into thin air. "He another one of your angel buddies" Lorelai asked Dean whilst ripping of her cast.
"No, I've never heard of Jophiel."
"Strange. Get out of your seat. I'm driving." Dean was kind of disappointed that he wasn't allowed to drive anymore, but it was her car after all. Lorelai walked to the driver's seat. It felt good to be walking properly again. Like when you wear new shoes that hurt and then put your comfortable old shoes back on. She was excited to be behind the wheel, knowing that this time she could actually drive it. Dean slammed the passenger door and got out his cassette tape collection that he had taken from the Impala. He took out a Grand Funk Railroad tape but Lorelai knocked it out of his hands and took out the Rush one. Dean raised his eyebrows at her.
"Yeah, the same rule applies in my car Dean." Lorelai told him. He rolled his eyes at her. Lorelai put the car into gear and drove. Fast.
"Hey, Lori be careful to look out for cops." Lorelai nodded, the excitement shown in her eyes. Dean remembered the first time he drove the Impala. At the age of 8. He still remembered how excited he was and knew exactly how Lorelai felt right now. He was happy for her. Happy that she didn't have to drive under the pressure of her father bleeding to death in the back seat.
When they got back home, Lorelai rushed in to the study to see Bobby. He stared at her, standing normally with no crutches or anything. He felt a pang of jealousy but was glad that she was fixed.
"Who fixed you?" He asked her.
"An angel named Jophiel. Who is he, Bobby?"
"Wait, I have files on all angels mentioned in the bible." He rolled over to his desk and looked through a large stack of paper. He finally took out a folder and gave it to Lorelai who opened it and read it curiously.
"Known as the prince of Heaven. Assists Micheal in battle. Wait! Micheal! He wants Dean doesn't he? What if this was some sort of favor?" She asked.
"It's possible."
"This guy's pretty high up the food chain. Why would he bother helping me?"
"I don't know. Maybe you should try praying to him?"
"I could do. I don't know if I would feel comfortable doing that though." Bobby grunted. "Hey, could you do me a favor? When Dean comes back, fill him in on this Jophiel dude. I'm going to go hunt."
"Look out for any non-woodland creatures."
"I will do that."
Lorelai had been hunting for around an hour and a half. She walked through the forest with her knife in her pocket and her rifle in her hand. She knew how unlikely it was that there was another Wendigo around, but she still felt slightly shaken up never the less. She believed that the only way to demolish fear is to deal with it and that was what she was doing. She wouldn't let this forest worry her no more. Lorelai stopped walking and froze. There was a slight rustling in the shrubs. She cocked her gun and quickly rounded the corner of the shrub to see a crouched brown-haired young man there.
"Travis?"
"Shit! Lorelai! I thought you were that... thing?"
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"I want to kill it."
"Travis, you don't even know what it is."
"I, erm. I don't know what I was going to say."
"You're an idiot. If it was still alive it would've killed you by now."
"You mean it's dead?"
"My brother killed it when he got back. Get up off the floor." Lorelai extended her hand out to him. He took it and pulled himself up.
"Hey! How are you walking? Your leg was broken."
"No it wasn't. It was sprained."
"I saw it happen. It was broken. There was no way that was only sprained."
"If it was broken, would I be walking right now?" Travis let it go.
"Why are you back in here anyway?" He asked her.
"A bit of recreational hunting."
"Did your dad teach you how to shoot?"
"No. My dad's dead. My brothers taught me. Dad taught them."
"Oh. Right." Lorelai started walking him out of the forest. They weren't too far in and it was a 15 minute walk tops. Lorelai had never liked walking like she did right now. She appreciated her legs more than ever.
They got to Lorelai's Dodge Charger. Travis examined the car with amazement.
"How did you get this car?"
"Found her in a family friend's scrapyard. I rebuilt her."
"Hey, I, er. I actually got a lift here. Do you mind taking me back? It would save me the trouble of calling up my dad and asking."
"Yeah, sure get in. Where do you live?"
"I'll direct you."
They had been driving for 10 minutes when a man appeared in the back seat of the Charger. More specifically, Castiel. Lorelai gasped when she spotted him.
"Damn it, Cas!" She scolded him. Travis began to freak out.
"He wasn't there!" He said. "There was nobody in the car, how the fuck did he get in?" Castiel put his hand on Travis' head and Travis lost consciousness instantly.
"My apologies." He began. " I assumed you would be alone."
"Yeah, well you assumed wrong. What is it?"
"Dean wanted me to check on you. He was concerned."
"Go back and tell him I'm fine."
"Okay."
"WAIT! Before you disappear into thin air again, who is Jophiel?"
"Jophiel is my brother. But we were in different garrisons. Why do you ask?"
"Because he came and fixed my leg on 'orders'."
"Probably from Micheal. Perhaps it is something to do with Dean."
"Yeah maybe. Fix Travis please, and tell Dean I'm fine and to quit worrying." Castiel nodded and went. As soon as he left, Travis jerked awake.
"Did I fall asleep in your car?" He asked. Lorelai nodded. "Whoops. Embarrassing."
Lorelai guessed Castiel had wiped his memory. Good thing too. She dropped Travis off at his and drove home.
"Is Cas gone?" Lorelai asked Dean. She had just come in to Dean sitting on the couch, drinking a beer and watching TV. Star Trek to be precise.
"Yeah. I reminded him that I have to get my sleep on occasion. I am really tired, but now that you're in I can go to sleep." He switched off the TV and put down his beer. He walked over to Lorelai and placed a kiss on her head. "I'm glad your leg is fixed." He said to her and went up the stairs. God, he's strange when he's tired. Lorelai went upstairs not long after that and too fell asleep and straight into a dream.
She was at the beach sunbathing, when suddenly Jophiel appeared out of nowhere in the way of the sun...