Whisphers of the Heart
Black-Angel-001: this will be ending soon i think if the way things are playing out in my head are correct...
Whisphers of the Heart
They decided to wait for Bobby to arrive before they went to start the ritual spell; an extra pair of hands would help, along with his knowledge of spellwork. Mostly though, Dean refused to not have his support; he needed Bobby there in case things went wrong. Bobby understood that they had something that may work for Sam and that time was essential; the full moon wouldn't last forever and that was when the spell needed to be completed.
Jophiel spent the time arranging herbs, crystals, and candles, appearing and disappearing as she went ahead to prepare the area. She instructed Dean and Castiel to wash Sam in salt water, then holy water, and for Cas to annoit him with holy oil. It was a purification process that Dean had never heard of before, or come across in his internet searches, but followed the angel's instructions precisly. Once Sam had been washed and annoited, they waited.
Dean's gut was clenching painfully in anticipation and fear. Jophiel had explained how the spell would be worked, and the risks. Everything about it was designed to purify and repair. The only variable was what it purified and repaired; the way Jophiel told it, the spell could latch onto the demon blood in Sam and try to 'fix' it, which would kill him. The herbs and crystals were specific to what they wanted to aim the magic at, the memories, emotions, and the 'stench' (seriously, that's what Jophiel said) of Hell.
The thing that got Dean wasn't so much the maybe this, maybe that (although God knew that wasn't helping) but the fact that even if the spell did what it was supposed to, Sam died anyway. If his mind couldn't handle it, then it would shut down and his body would follow.
If he didn't burst into flames first. Again, seriously what Jophiel said.
When Jophiel stopped popping in and out, they sat down with Bobby on speakerphone to discuss the plan; they were going to be hard pressed for time as it was, and every little bit helped (really, where did the angel find this stuff?). The actual words of the spell were in Latin, which any of them could read. It would be Jophiel's job though, leaving Castiel on gopher duty and Dean and Bobby to provide the emotional and moral support once the ritual was over.
It had taken Dean a little while to actually understand the process of the spell, but after multiple explinations by Jophiel and Cas, he got it. It would happen in a place of power and protection (Jophiel had chosen ley lines in a fairy grove), blessed and prepared in a certain way. There was a special circle Sam would lie in during the ritual, surrounded by candles etched with symbols Dean had never seen before and dipped in holy oil and herbs. Crystals and other herbs would be between the candles to direct the spell. While the words were read, Sam's mind would be purified and healed to the point it was a clean slate. There wouldn't memories of Hell, the past five years, or the years before that. Sam wouldn't remember Jess, Bobby, Cas.
Or Dean.
That was where he and Bobby came in though. Jophiel theorized that if the two men communicated with Sam during this time, Sam would remember everything again, except in a less intense way. She thought it would work because Sam was able to take control of Lucifer by his memories of his time with Dean, the good times. Bobby was confident it would work, Dean not so much. He wasn't confident in his ability to bring his brother back, based on when Sam said yes to Lucifer; he hadn't been able to get through to his brother until he was bloody and badly beaten. If this didn't work, Dean wouldn't be any better off. Well, maybe a little; he at least had the assurance that Sam would be in Heaven if he died this time.
But all those thoughts became nothing but static when Jophiel stood up and looked, for the first time, the imposing, powerful, and in control angel he was sure she was in Heaven. Her gaze was determined, cool, and confident and Dean didn't flinch from it, instead staring back with his own confidence only a big brother could have in himself and his little brother. Dean would help Sam, and Sam would help Dean help him
Yet again, they would help and save each other.
With a nod, Dean stood and kept his eyes on his brother even as Jophiel popped all of them to the fairy grove and he couldn't see anything.
Black-Angel-001: the spell is totally made up. i have limited and amature knowledge of spellwork or anything like it. if there is a spell that could be this one or like it, i have no knowledge of it and make no claim on it.