AN: So after this chapter, maybe the one after next, I am thinking about changing to the current world. I feel that it could make sense, because in my mind the demons were sort of okay with her being down in hell but now that she is free they want her dead. she would try to go back and warn themselves about what is about to happen and instead get transported to the current timeline AKA season 12 cannon, more or less. would that make sense. then I would change to the Sienna from that world.
This chapter is a long time coming, sorry. hope you enjoy.
Sam
Cas walked into the library as we sat in silence, thinking about what had just happened. I noticed Sienna's eyes flash dark grey before growing paler and disappearing.
"S, your eyes-"
"What?" she said, looking over at me.
"They aren't grey anymore. They dissipated." I said. She stood up and left the room, walking to the nearest bathroom. I heard a laugh then she returned, still looking exhausted but happy.
"What happened whilst I was gone?" Cas asked as he sat down next to Dean.
We were quiet before Kayla spoke up.
"I made a mistake."
"An easy mistake." I added before continuing over her self depreciation. "Sienna had a nightmare, of hell. But because of the mistake that was made, the nightmare sucked everyone that was asleep in with her."
"What was Hell like?"
"Cas-" Dean said with a tired look.
"It's okay." Sienna said, looking like she wanted to fall apart and get a grip at the same time. "I was chained in a white room, chains around my waist with hooks dug into my skin. My arms were tied to the walls on either side of me and I couldn't move. A demon came in everyday, wearing a white suit carrying a big syringe filled with liquid. It made me believe I belonged there."
"Why were the walls white?" Cas asked after a while. Yes we had all experienced it, but it felt weird to hear it said out loud.
"It's one of my biggest fears. Being institutionalised. I nearly was, when I was a kid."
"You still are a kid." I said quietly.
"I'm 21 in 2 and a half weeks." she replied. I had forgotten it was nearly her birthday. I don't think any of us had added 2 and 2 when she had died in May.
"Why were you institutionalised as a kid?" Charlie asked as she hugged her coffee closer to her.
" I had screaming nightmares, I could see thing that others couldn't, spoke other languages I had never heard. My grandparents on my fathers side, they're uber religious. They thought I was insane, or possessed. They took me to a doctor whilst my parents were travelling. It got worse after I killed my dad."
"So you actually killed your dad?" Charlie asked.
"You killed your father?" Cas asked.
"He was possessed, I burnt it out of him. Try telling you grandparents that their son was possessed and you lost control of your magic out of fear."
"They would have put you away at the mention of magic alone." I laughed, knowing it wasn't appropriate but unable to stop it.
Sienna smiled.
"Yeah. Gods they would have put the whole of my mothers side away if they could."
"Your mothers side, are they all witches?" Cas asked. Sienna nodded.
"My Great Grandma was the first of my family. Well, first natural." she said before coughing.
Kayla, who had been stood at the doorway for some while started to leave, going to get her inhaler. But then she coughed and dropped her water, the glass smashing against the floor. Dean and I stood up, I was closer to Kayla as Dean held Sienna back so she didn't choke on the blood coming out of her mouth.
"Cas! The hell is wrong with them?" Dean asked as I helped Kayla up, still coughing. Blood was pooling under her shirt, as though she had been stabbed. The blood kept on spreading, the wound was getting bigger.
"Dean! She's wounded, bad."
"There's nothing, thats odd."
"Cas, they're dying!" Dean yelled, making Charlie jump.
"There is nothing, their soul is almost gone, I don't know what's happening."
Dean's phone buzzed and he pulled it out before throwing it onto the table, pressing the speaker as Sienna stopped breathing.
"Either you have an amazing bit of information about what is happening right now, or your timing is shit."
"They're being undone."
"What?"
"That explains it."
"Their whole family is ceasing to be. Let me in, I can help."
"Why? Why would you help?"
"They won me the war, why do you think? If they cease to exist, the war still goes on."
Cas disappeared and then Crowley was stood in the room, his phone to his ear.
"Hello boys."
"Help."
"Oh how it hurts you to say that."
"Crowley, help or I put the warding back up." Cas said as he appeared again.
"Alright. I sensed a disruption in history, a ripple, Cas probably felt it too."
"I had wondered what it was."
"Two demons, from the remaining forces of Lilith have vanished into their timelines. I would assume back as far as her family goes, her magic family, and Kayla, back as far as her family had the ability to do spells."
"I can transport 1 back in time. If that would even help." Cas offered as Sienna coughed. I felt Kayla put more of her weight on me.
"The demons need to be killed, and we'll need someone to get back here to. I can use a blood to blood spell to get both ways. So you boys have to stay here."
"Why?"
"Because if they are with us we can gauge how long we have left." Cas added. Before walking over to me and Kayla. He took her from me and disappeared.
"Sienna, when did your family become magical?"
"She said her great grandmother was the first natural witch in her family."
"With a witch moose that could be anything from 100 years ago to a thousand." Crowley responded.
"16-" she sucked in a breath before pulling herself up slowly, coughing and wincing all the way up. "80s"
Crowley nodded before vanishing. He came back with the thing I had seen Henry use when he had been here. He drew the symbol on the nearest door quickly before picking her up and walking though the door. It closed and then they were gone.
Sienna
As soon as Crowley carried me through I felt infinitely better. I took in a breath and let Crowley put me down.
"I recognise this place." He said, his voice distinctly more Scottish than I had heard before.
I sucked in another cold breath before speaking.
"We're in Scotland." I said before realising I suddenly sounded very Scottish. I looked around and felt a weight lift from my shoulders as I saw the small village on the other side of the woods. It was the type of woods I had grown up near, though looking up I could see more stars than I had ever seen in my life.
"What is her name, so we can ask when we get there?" Crowley asked.
"Elspet MacDuff." I replied. "We cant go in there like this though, I still look like I killed someone- I guess that works." I finished as he clicked his fingers. A dress pulled me down by the several layers I was wearing.
I had a pale blue petticoat covered by a grey brown dress. Crowley on the other hand had a bright red coat with 3 quarter length trousers and shiny shoes with bright buckles on. I stifled a laugh.
"You look ridiculous." I said, my hand over my mouth.
"This was the style back in my day."
"I forget that this is your life time as well." I replied as I slowly started towards the village.
There were a few people walking in and out of the woods, I could see a dirt road over on the left, the sound of the carriage loud in the almost silence. The leaves crunched under our feet as we got out of the woods and onto the dirt track that slowly turned into cobblestones. I hadn't seen what sort of shoes I was wearing yet but I could hear them and they felt bad already, I was going to end up with blister.
We passed a few houses and a loud tavern. Crowley stopped and looked inside.
"I know this pub. I got kicked out of here for being too drunk and flirting with the waitress."he said as a man pushed another outside. Crowley froze and looked at him, which made me look at him.
"And for gods sake stay out Fergus." the landlord said before closing the door. Fergus stood up and brushed himself off, glancing over at us.
"Surely not." I said quietly.
"What are you gawking at. Not that I mind your attention Bushel bubby."
"Don't you dare talk to her like that dangler." Crowley snarled as he stepped towards Fergus. Fergus straightened up to his full height of 5'4" before glaring at Crowley.
"But I think she'd like a taste of my sugar stick."
"Oh I understood that one. Go chase yourself you toss pot." I said stepping away from Crowley and towards Fergus. I was easily 6 inches taller than him. I think he realised.
He walked off, staggering slightly and cursing every time he did.
"Do I want to know what he said first time around?"
"No."
"Okay. Well, from what I have heard about taverns, the landlord knows everyone in the town."
"Yeah he does. Shall we?" he asked as he gestured to the door.
"Lets." I replied as he opened it. I smiled and went in before him. The men inside all looked at me before tipping there hats.
"Damn it Fergus, I told you to stay out-"
Crowley flinched and I smiled as I walked over to the man.
"You're not Fergus."
"No, but his name is Fergus. We are looking for someone."
"Oh yeah? And who might that be darling."
"A friend of mine. Her name is Elspet MacDuff." Crowley said as he walked over, leaning on the counter next to me. The landlord stopped ogling me and looked over at Crowley.
"And you are?"
"Her uncle, Fergus Duff." he said after a pause. I think he forgot my last name.
"Elspet works in the fabric shop, if you knock she might still be awake."
"Thank you." I said before leaving. Crowley followed me and we left the building.
"Well seeing as you lived here, I take it you know where the fabric shop is." I said, looking over at him. He nodded.
"Lead on Fergus."
He looked like he wanted to correct me but there were too many people around to do that. We walked outside for a little while, I struggled to not look up at the sky and count the stars. Crowley stopped a few doors down and knocked.
We stood in silence as we waited. A woman, shorter than me, answered the door. I recognised her instantly. She had curly auburn hair that came down to her waist. She had dark grey eyes, ones I had seen almost every weekend for the past 20 years.
"May I help you?" she asked. Her voice carried a heavy Scottish accent, one she had never gotten rid of. "You look like you've seen a ghost lassie, come inside." she said before opening the door wider and gesturing for us to come in.
Crowley gestured for me to go in first so I did, ducking slightly under the door frame. Elspet led us upstairs, the stairs creaking slightly as we went up them. She sat down on one of the chairs and gestured for one of us to take the seat opposite her. I sat down, I knew that Crowley wouldn't, and folded my hands.
"So, might I ask your names?" she asked as she tucked her hair behind her ear.
"My name's Fergus Duff, and this is my niece Sienna." he said as he leant against the back of the chair.
"And why are you here?" she asked. I smiled slightly, she looked so much like my great gran, but also not at all. It was like playing a game of spot the difference. I processed the question and the smile fell from my face.
"We believe you might be in danger." Crowley said.
"We think someone is coming to kill you." I added on.
Her grey eyes widened and she looked at us.
"Why would they do that?" she asked.
"We know what you are, and so do they." Crowley said.
"And what do you think I am?" she asked, straightening up in her chair and looking at us down her nose. She was very on edge about the whole thing.
"A witch." I said. She looked around with wide eyes before turning to me.
"Your lucky we're inside lass, else someone might've heard. How do you know?"
"Cause she is one as well." Crowley said. She looked at him then me with wide eyes. I pulled my sleeve up and watched as she did the same. I lit the palm of my hand on fire and watched as she lit her fingers on fire.
"Are you a natural? Did you sell your soul?"
"Not for her magic, I would know if she did." Crowley said. "I feel we should introduce ourselves properly. My name is Crowley, King of Hell. She's Sienna Duff, a natural witch from the future, your great granddaughter."
I looked at him at the same time as Elspet did.
"I beg your pardon." she said. Crowley sighed and blinked, when he opened his eyes they were red. Elspet sat back in her chair and looked like she wanted to scream. I placed my hand on her knee and thought of the word my mum had used on me as a child.
"Ciùin." I said quietly. Her features relaxed and she no longer looked like she wanted to scream. I let out a breath and sat back down in the chair opposite her.
"So, you are my, descendent?" she asked. I nodded.
"Why are you here?"
"Because if you die, her whole family, your family, becomes undone."
"Oh. Why would someone want you to no longer exist, you seem nice enough."
"She managed to piss of a load of demons."
"And can't you do something about that?" she asked. I smiled, that was the gran i knew.
"There was a war in hell, between my side, and those that support Lillith. They are on her side, or what remains of them. Sienna and her friend Kayla wiped out half of them in one hit."
"I can see why that'd piss off a lot of people."
"Except, when I died, because the spell needed the life blood of a natural witch, I went to hell. I had sold my soul to save my friend. However, becasue of how helpful I had been Crowley let me leave after 100 years in hell, 10 months on earth."
"I take it they weren't happy with that."
"No. They were annoyed but they could cope with her in hell, when I let her out I started all of this again. Technically it's my fault. They decided that instead of being content with killing her, they would try and undo what had already been done. Hence them coming to you."he said as a knock on the door sounded. I stood up andd started towards the door.
"Stay here." I said as I was almost halfway down. Crowley was just behind me as someone knocked on the door again.
"Open up Elsabet." they said as I looked out the small window in the door. A woman was stood on the other side, she wore tight leather like trousers and a rock t-shirt. I opened the door and threw my hand out in front of me.
"Falbh a-mach." I said. The woman was pushed onto the floor several feet ahead of me, the demon pouring out of her mouth. "Sgrios." I said aiming my hand at the cloud as it grew closer to me. It was then I realised I no longer had the tattoo on my chest. I heard Crowley shout a warning as it dived for me.
"Ghlacadh." I heard a shout as I hit the stairs behind me. The demon stopped in its tracks and I looked up at Elspet over the bannister.
She was stood with her upper half over the railing, her arm extended towards the demon. It circled around but didn't seem to be able to get out of the small area it was in.
"What do we do now?" she asked. I looked up at Crowley from the stairs.
"We destroy it."
"Sgrios." both Elspet and I said at the same time. The demon looked like it was stuck in a lightening storm. It tried to avoid the strikes but there were too many. When it was hit it turned to ash and filtered out of the cage Elspet had caught it in.
I sat up slowly, raising my hand to my head and wincing as it came in contact with a bump.
"Are you alright?" Crowley asked.
"I'm fine, Fergus." I said as the door opened again. A man that I had seen in the bar was stood there. He wore a long coat, longer than Crowley's and made of a finer material.
"What was that, Elspet, are you alright?" the man asked.
"I am fine, I think the girl may be injured but other than that, we're okay." Elspet said as she walked down the stairs. Crowley helped me up and looked at the dead woman outside before clicking his fingers. The corpse burst into flames. The man jumped further into the house and looked over his shoulder. Crowley took this as his chance to pull me up and walk up the stairs.
"We need to leave, now." he said. I nodded, he was right, we had to leave. We walked towards the nearest door where he pulled out the ingredients we needed for the spell. I looked over my shoulder and smiled at Elspet as she talked to the man downstairs.
The light from the spell glowed slightly and I turned to face it as Crowley pushed open the door. He stepped in first and I followed. The light vanished as we stepped into the library of the bunker.
Sam
Kayla had been back for a little while, about half an hour when Sienna came back. Cas had looked exhausted and had almost fallen over, Dean was quick to catch him. Kayla looked rattled to say the least, but she didn't look like she was in pain anymore.
"Is S back?" she asked as she walked over and sat on the table.
"Not yet."
"I still feel dodgy about letting her go with Crowley." Dean said.
"Yeah, it does feel weird, but as he said, she did help win the war." I reasoned. Kayla and Dean conceded that I had a point and sat down, once making sure that Cas was okay.
Kayla had just finished giving us the information about what had happened when I looked at the clock.
"It's been 3 hours, what's happening." I asked. Kayla and Dean both looked up at the clock before a loud Fuck sounded through the room.
"Language." Crowley.
"Be glad I didn't swear when we were there." Sienna replied. Kayla was already walking towards them.
"Did you miss me?" Crowley asked as he came into view.
"No."
"Not really."
"Oh, I'll leave then."
"Fergus, don't be an arse." it was then I noticed how thick her accent had become, and for that matter how heavy Crowley's was. "Ya still have to tell me what he said."
"I am not doing that."
"Oi, Scottish arseholes, will ya sit down and tell us what happened? Did you kill the demon?" Kayla asked. Crowley closed his mouth and sat down as Sienna finally came into view and sat down opposite him.
"Alright."
"Yes, we did get the demon." Sienna said before kicking her feet onto the table.