"Slumber Party"
Madeleine's P.O.V
Me and Dean make our way to the bunker. As we walk in we're greeted by Sam.
"Hey. Where's Kevin?"
"Well that little nerd is in a lovely warded motel room. He has about 48 hours of paper porn."
"How is he feeling?"
I make my way down the metal stairs.
"Well, he stared at the angel tablet and repeated the word philophal, the entire ride." I complain annoyed.
"Kids crash hoping he clears his head. You know after everything that happened, I figured we could use a little break ourselves, I picked you up season one game of thrones?" Sam snickers at Dean, "Figured we get a little take out."
"Alright well first I think I found a way to help Cas." Sam announces.
"Did you talk to him?" I ask him.
"No… By the way, I still don't understand why left in the first place, I mean the bunker is the safest place for him. Bartholomew and who knows how many other angels are out there looking for him."
"Hey look nobody wants him more here than I do." Dean says, taking off his coat and hanging it on the chair, "But he felt like he would bring trouble on us so he left the display. Look if you got a way to help him I'm all ears."
"Alright, so Kevin said to table it up like a Christmas tree when the angels fell."
"So?"
"So turns out each light was where a cluster of angels fell, so I'm thinking maybe there's a way to hot wire this, make it track angels. That way we can help Cas clear danger."
"This was your idea?" Dean asks.
"Do you see anybody else in here?" Sam asks awkwardly.
"So how would it work?" I ask Sam changing the subject.
"I have no idea." He says and glances at me, "See at first I thought that the table was a computer but it's not it's just a part of it. But I did found this, these cables' underneath, and I followed them. You guys are never going to believe what I found." He drops the pencil that he had in his hand.
All three of us walk in a room full of, computers?
"This is a computer?" I ask Sam pointing at that huge ass thing.
"Yeah, well it was in 1951. It was installed. Now, here's the crazy thing it's not plugged into anything. I mean I got no idea what's making this thing work."
"It's warm up here." Dean says as he puts his hand on the computer.
They both then start touching the computer. I just stare at them and roll my eyes, Dean grabs something off the shelves and puts in in-between the two metal bits of the machine, and finally after the two minutes of trying he does it. But he flings back to the shelve.
"You alright?" I ask him.
"Yeah." The older Winchester smiles at me.
They both kneel down and stare at the back of the machine while I stand and stare at them.
"Well this looks simple; does it come with the manual?" Dean asks.
"Nothing in the archives. And I obviously couldn't find anything like that online. Not to mention I'm pretty sure that the men of letters doesn't have IT support either."
"Can think of anyone that can help us? Come on."
All three of us walk out.
I sit in front of Dean and we share a couple of glances, I can't concentrate on the book that I hold in front of me. My eyes find their way to Dean's face. He catches my stare and I put my book on the table. Slowly, I make my way to Dean, while his eyes roam my body. I sit on his lap and kiss his lips. My hands quickly go up grabbing and softly pulling Dean's hair. His hands grab my bum and lift me up placing my core just on top on his hard budge. I slowly start moving my hips, grinding. A low pitched groan leaves his mouth as he kisses my neck.
And our moment is disturbed by the bunker's door opening. I quickly jump up and grab a book turning around and pretending to be reading while cuddling up, as I'm actually hiding his friend. My cheeks go red and I hide my face in the book I'm reading.
"There it is!" Sam's voice reaches the bunker.
"Really, right now?" Dean whispers frustrated.
"Hey guys." I finally close the book that I had in my hands as my face is no longer red.
Charlie waved at us. I stand up, and Dean quickly stands up behind me. I hug Charlie, and after that she hugs Dean, as he is trying not to touch her with his friend. I let out a silent chuckle.
"Thanks for coming." He smiles at her.
"No problem." She smiles back, "Especially since I got fired last week."
"What? What happened?" Sam asked.
"Turns out the company I worked for, was doing something with child labor. And yeah, its cool though, it gives me more time to focus on my hobbies, like lurking, and hunting." "Excuse me?" Dean looks dumfounded.
"Okay, it was just a couple small cases." She starts to throw excuses around, "I only took down a teenage vampire and a ghost."
"Way to go Charlie, if I was you I would've kept my mouth shut." I stare at her amused.
Deans expression turns from dumfounded to angry.
"Charlie, how did it go?" Sam asks.
"It was ahh… It was intense. But I kinda wish that hunting was more magical." She smiles at Dean who is gaping, "You know."
Dean rolls his eyes, and stares at Sam with a 'areyoufuckingkiddingme' look.
"Never mind, so where is this coder 64 of yours." She tries changing the subject.
"Sweet." She looks at the computer like she was a six year old and that computer was a piece of candy. "This thing belongs in a museum… I mean it's got encryption software, it seems to be powered by something magical."
"Skip to the end." I look at her.
"It's kind of an alarm system, something bad? It freaks. This computer is what locked this place down."
"Can you use it to track angels?" Sam asks her.
"Alright." She cracks her fingers, "Let me see what I can do."
"Alright it took some doing but now we can download." She looks at me and smiles.
I'm sitting on Dean's lap and flicking through a magazine while Sam on the other hand is stuck on his phone.
"This pc has all the men of letters files, time for a little drag and drop." She announces proudly.
"Wow, well that's a start." Sam says amazed, "Thank you that's great."
Charlie smiles at him and continues doing her thing on the computer.
"So you've been hunting." Sam starts talking about the subject that I don't want anybody to talk about.
"Alone." Dean says, as if he was a mother and Charlie was his daughter that done something bad.
"I know, not a good idea according to the supernatural books." She says.
"You really can't delete those from the internet?" I ask her.
"Not even I could do that, Oh c'mon." She smiles at me.
"Where do you even find them?" Dean asks annoyed.
"A top secret place I call Amazon." She answers sarcastically, "And someone uploaded all the unpublished work. I thought it was fanfic at first but it was clearly Edlins work."
"Who uploaded it?!"
"I don't know, they're screen name was BeckyWinchester176, anybody you know?"
I roll my eyes at the name; it's of that silly bitch who I wanted to punch on number of occasions.
"No, nobody." Sam quickly says, "Doesn't ring any bells."
The stare that Dean was giving to Sam was priceless.
"These files are getting encrypted, this might take a while." Charlie glances at Dean who is concentrated on my magazine.
"So… Take out?" She asks excited, "Sleep over, braid each others hair."
"I got an idea." Sam says.
I open my eyes and stare at Dean who just turned something off the TV.
"Wow, that Jeffrey is a dick." He says.
"Oh, you have no idea, wait until.."
"Wow, wow. Spoilers." Sam stops Charlie, "I haven't read all the books yet."
"You're gonna read the books?" Dean motions the TV.
"Yes. Dean. I like to read books." Sam smiles at Dean, "You know the ones without pictures."
"This bed is about comfortable as a brick." Charlie says.
"This is why I'm sleeping on Dean." I say, opening one of my eyes.
"Somebody finally woke up." Dean whispers and kisses my forehead.
"Any plans on moving in anytime soon?" Charlie looks at Sam
"I'm moved in, this is just my style."
"Yeah, this is his style." Dean mocks.
"Sorry, I haven't hanged up the kitty poster yet, feel free to redecorate." Sam looks at Dean.
"So what? Our home is not good enough for the hang in there kitty poster?" Dean asks sarcastically.
"Attitude." I scowl at both of them.
"This isn't our home." Sam argues, "This is where we work."
"What's the difference?"
"If I hear another one of you arguing, I'm going to stand up, and whop your asses." I say angrily.
"Okay." Charlie says awkwardly.
I lift my head up and look at Dean, who is showing me his empty bottle of beer. I let out a long groan before standing up and letting Dean go.
"I'm going to get another beer about that."
"So what was that about hunting isn't magical?"
"Saving people, hunting things, the family business, I'm down. But where is all this?" She shows the cd, "Where are all my white walkers man. My volcano my rainbow to swallow the god damn thing. Where's my quest?"
"Oh God, Me is leaving." I stand up and leave the room.
As I'm walking through the grey corridor, I walk mine and Dean's room and find him laying on the double bed.
"The download should be done by now." Charlie says as all of us walk in into the computer room.
"The hell?" Sam says, as all of us stare at the moved shelves.
The boys quickly move the shelf away and I examine the web that is stuck to a wall. I can clearly see a person behind it.
Dean hands me his knife as I carefully rip the web. A hand that is still connected to something shows, I slowly open the web and a person falls out of it. Dean quickly grabs my hand and makes me stand behind him, while he gets out his gun.
He then kneels down and pushes the body so we could see who the person is. It's a 20 year old woman, brown hair, with a brown-ish color of lipstick.
She inhales, and opens her eyes.
"Holy crap, the first investigation in this bunker involved Dorothy. She and the witch came into this room, and they never came out. This will never stop blowing my mind!" Charlie announces excitedly.
"Pace your self." Dean says looking at Charlie.
"This is real. This is part of the fairy world."
My gaze shifts to where the woman is sitting.
"We have to find her." The girl says.
"No, we have to talk before anyone does anything okay? Dorothy."
"Talk, oh. Typical men of letters." She rolls her eyes, "Standing around having a nice little chat, with your noses buried in your books while your little secretaries take your notes."
"Excuse me?" I say kind of offended, "I'm no secretary."
"We're hunters." Dean makes it clear to her.
"And who you're calling a secretary?" Charlie asks angrily.
"You two are not secretaries?" The woman asks, "You are women of letters?"
"I sleep with him in the same bed-" I point at Dean who smirks at me, "No. I'm not a secretary."
Charlie puts her hand on her waist as if she was the most proudest human being in the planet.
"How long have I been out?" Dorothy asks.
"That's why we need to talk." Sam says, "You've been gone for over 75 years, and looking at the files you came here to kill the wicked witch, and then disappeared. What happened?"
"We couldn't find a way to kill her, so I did the only thing that I could." She then goes on explaining what happened.
*FLASHBACK*
3rd Persons P.O.V
Dorothy grabs a jar and some herbs. Sprinkling every herb that she had in her hands, she then grabbed a knife and sliced her palm letting her blood run into the jar.
Dorothy heard the door opening and she turned around, in front of her stood the wicked witch. A mischievous smile was plastered on Dorothy's face.
"It's you and me forever bitch." She said with the same smile still plastered on her face as she closed the jar and made the blinding light appear which took both of the women.
*FLASHBACK END*
"A binding spell that came with a price, her soul with mine." She finished explaining.
"So you've been frozen with the witch for over all this time." Sam reply's to the whole story of Dorothy and the wicked witch.
"Yes. Look, the witch cannot be killed. If I'm awake then so is she."
"Wait is she's here, then why didn't she kill you?" Sam asked.
"She can't."
"You're protected by the witch of the North Kiss." Charlie announces excitingly, "It's from the books."
Me and Dean roll our eyes at the nerdiness of Charlie.
"Oh, forget the books! They're not important, I'm protected, you aren't." Dorothy states, "Now the witch came here looking for something I got no idea what for. But we have to find her before she finds it."
"Alright, alright. Charlie dig the facts about the witch, me and Sam will look out. Come on."
"What about me?" I ask Dean.
"Stay here." He commands.
"Because that's gonna happen." I roll my eyes and leave the room waiting for the guys to show up.
Sam opens the door, as we slowly enter the room where Crowley is.
Crowley starts whistling, "Wow isn't it the scare crow and the tin man, and behind them the Goddess." He smirks, "You have a new house guest, so misunderstood. Either of you saw wicked?"
"What did she say to you?" Sam snarls.
"Something along the lines of" He then makes a sound that a cat makes when it's angry.
"Alright I'm then going to get some holy oil and a lighter, dipbag." Dean glares at Crowley.
"I know what she's looking for." Crowley announces.
"As if I didn't know that." I say sarcastically.
"Oh look who decided to talk." He smirks at me.
"What does she want?" Sam demands.
"I would be happy to tell you, as soon as I get to stretch my legs." He smirks at the three of us, Sam then turns his head and nods at Dean.
Dean makes his way to where Crowley is sitting and unlocks the collar while me and Sam are pointing our guns at him.
"Mmm." He smirks, and sneers.
"Alright, what does the witch want?" Sam asks again getting impatient.
"Give me a moment, I still need to air myself out." Crowley grins.
Dean takes his gun out and shots Crowley where his heart supposed to be.
"I think you had enough." Dean announces.
Crowley looks at his coat and back at Dean, "Rude." He then takes the paper from the table and shows it to us, and the only thing it says is 'KEY' in big capital letters.
"Key? What key?" Sam asks
"Haven't the foggiest. I told her you boys kept your keys in the kitchen; you don't have a kitchen in this crap hole do you?"
We all share our glances and leave the room.
As we enter the kitchen it looks like a hurricane has occurred in it.
"Damn it, I just cleaned it here." I mumble with some swear words as I'm going to be the person who will have to clean it up.
"Really?" Sam stares at me.
"Looks like we got a witch here." Dean looks around.
We then go in and somebody else enters the room. Which makes us turn around and point our guns at that someone. But its only Dorothy and Charlie.
"Sorry we raided your gun range, made us some poppy bullets." She passes us the bullets, "They won't kill the witch but they will scare the crap out of her."
"There was only enough for five bullets so, make that shot count."
"Now we just need to find her before she finds whatever the hell she's looking for." Dorothy stares at me.
"She's looking for a key." I announce.
"But how do you know?" Charlie asks.
"Little birdie told us." I stare at Charlie before shifting my stare at Dorothy, "Ring any bells Dorothy?"
"Unfortunately." She frowns, "It's the key to oz. There are magical ways into oz, tornado either hurricane, worm pool, but this key will turn any locked door into a portal to oz, insert the key, twist and done. You're in oz."
"How did the men of letters get the key?" Sam wondered.
"I have no idea." Dorothy freaked out, "But if she finds it, she'll go back and finish what she started, she'll destroy all that is good in oz. She's got armies of witches, flying monkeys, many will die."
"Flying monkeys?" I mock.
"What's this key look like?" Dean asks ignoring me.
She gets her book and quickly opens it, showing the drawing in the book to Dean.
"I've seen that key." He states, "Found it when I was going through the boxes."
"Where is it now?"
"My room." He lifts his eyebrows, "We got to get to that key. Madeleine and me will go to my room and look; you guys buy us some time."
"May, the safest place in here is the dungeon-"I interrupt Dean.
"I'm not hiding Dean, don't even think about it." I lift my hand up and motion Dean to shut up.
I turn around and start walking, "Madeleine, May." He tries calling me, but when he understands that I'm not stopping he follows.
As I go through Deans stuff I see some magazines, Chinese girls with big bobbies. I turn around and stare at Dean, "I'm burning this after." I show him the magazines.
"What? No!" He argues.
"Well next time then you should cut a hole in them and have fun." I smirk, "Because you are not going near this-"I point at my lower part, "If those magazines are in the same building as me."
"Fine I'll throw them out." He murmurs frustrated while continuing searching for the key.
"And anyways, you keep your porn organized but not-" Dean didn't even let me finish my sentence.
"Don't judge me." He glances at me before going back to searching for the key.
After a while of searching he finally finds it, "Ha! Found it."
I turn around and gasp, "Dean!"
He quickly turns around and the witch snatches the key out of his hands, and punches him. She then opens her hand and something green is forming, I run and jump before she could zap him.
A pain fills my body, an electric current is running in my veins. That's the only thing I can feel as I pass out.
I suddenly gasp for air and look at my surroundings, Dean and Sam.
"I told you to stay in the dungeon." Dean scowls at me.
"Dean?" Sam asks confused as he wakes up,
"Sammy?"
"What the hell just happened?"
"The witch was about to kill me when May jumped in front." He explained, "She got zapped, and the witch got a drop on you."
"Then why aren't we dead?" Sam demands.
"That's a good question. I clipped her with the poppy bullet, but she got the key. I think she's gone."
"No she's wounded, which means that there's still some time and she might be in the air vents."
"No, no she's right we have to…" I try to stand up but my legs feel like jelly as I'm thrown back on the bed.
"Just go, we'll catch up." Dorothy says as she walks up to me, and the boys leave.
I turn around to Sam and motion to my gun, "I still have a bullet."
"I had the weirdest dream when I was out." I start explaining to Dorothy and Charlie, "It was Christmas and my parents were still alive-"
"Dream? Madeleine you died. Don't worry about it, you're not a real hunter if you haven't died and came back." She smiled kindly at me.
"Slow down, why would you think I died?" I ask her confused.
"Heaven is your dream life and if you were zapped by the wicked witch done, instant death, I would know she killed me too."
"Wait, rewind." Charlie buts in, "When did you die?"
"In Oz, my father was obsessed with his work as a man of letters, and then I was born and nothing changed. He would keep his work a secret but I was such a curious kid I was looking for trouble for the next adventure. I stole and read one of his cases…" She goes on but I zoom out.
We finally make our way out of the room, as Dorothy continues talking.
"You're a genius!" Dorothy shouts, "Come on we got to get to the garage."
"There's a garage?" Me and Charlie ask at the same time.
Dorothy turns around and walks as me and Charlie try to catch up.
As we enter the garage it is filled with old fashioned cars and a couple of motorcycles.
"Yes I knew those boy scouts would keep it for me." She cheers happily and runs to one of the motorcycles and starts searching for something.
"Is that?" Charlie questions as Dorothy gets a helmet thing what ever she had in her hands.
"Yeah he didn't make it."
She then gets a pair of heels and passes one two Charlie and keeps the other one for herself.
"Did you actually walk with those down a brick road?" Charlie wonders.
"No, seems a bit tacky wearing dead woman's shoes." She smiles, "Plus, I'm no good in heels." She snickers.
"I don't think we can swish her away." I say.
"Sorry, but just like poppies they have power from Oz. Sharp magic."
"There you are." Two voices fill the garage.
I quickly spin around and look at both of the boys in front of me.
"Is that your bad man voice?" Charlie jokes.
After a second their eyes flash green.
"Certainly not bad man eyes." I say, walking backwards away from them.
"It's her, she possessed both of them."
"I missed you my pretty." Sam says, well technically the witch.
I let out a laugh, and the witches eyes turn to look at me, "No, no. Continue don't mind me." I laugh nervously.
"Killing you the second time will be just as sweet as the second." Now the witch is talking through Dean.
"Guys I know you're in there, Dean. You can't let the witch do this. If she opens the door she's going to destroy Oz."
Then out of no where Dean grabs Charlie and pushes her to the glass shattering it.
"I have no intention on escaping to Oz, I'm going to bring everything here."
I slip past both of the boys without getting seen. I start making my way to the door but my head starts spinning, I grab on one of the cars almost falling down. I look at what's happening but the sound of something ringing in my ears is stopping me. I drop on the floor.
3rd Persons P.O.V
Just as Dean was going to stab Dorothy his eyes flashed green again and he let go of the knife.
"What happened?" Dean asked confused.
"Charlie." Dorothy simply answered smiling.
Dean glanced around and his eyes met a similar body that is lying on the floor. He pushed his knife behind his belt and ran up to the Madeleine who is lying unconscious on the floor. He then checked her pulse, praying that it's there. After a couple of seconds he let out a long breath of relief when his fingers felt the pulse.
He grabbed Madeleine in his arms and turned around, "Come on, let's find Charlie."
"Ding dong bitches." Charlie looks down on the boys with a smile, holding up the key to Oz, but her smile quickly fades as she sees May's body in Dean's hands.
"What happened?" She quickly goes down the stairs and looks at the unconscious body.
"I don't know, but she's alive." Dean says.
"Baby looks good in here doesn't she." Dean says starring at the impala.
"Not bad."
"Dean." Charlie motions to Dean that she wants to talk to him, and they both step on the side.
"Dorothy." Sam calls the woman.
"I, I found something in the archives, I'm sure it belongs to you." He gives the book 'The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. She smiles at Sam as she takes the book in her hands.
"You have no idea how odd it is to have a series of books written about you."
"Actually I do know, and it is definitely weird." Sam chuckles, "But you know what, at the end of the day that is our story, so we get to write it."
She smiles as she puts the book in her bag.
"So, thanks for the slumber party." Charlie smiles at Dean, "And bringing Madeleine back from the dead."
"Uhh?" Dean pretends to be confused,, "I didn't."
"Don't be as bs-er." She smiles at him, "Is she a zombie now? Does she need to eat brains?" Charlie starts to freak out.
"No, no. She is she, she's going to be fine." Dean smiles, "Alright, just keep this between us okay?"
"Alright, but only because you raised her from the dead, which you're going to explain it to me later." Charlie lifts her eyebrows at Dea.
"Alright." Dean finally agrees.
"Not bad for a bunch of librarians." Dorothy says, "Mind keeping an eye on my bike?"
"Yeah, yeah. As long as you don't mind me taking it for a spin for a while." Dean looks at Dorothy.
"Deal. Thank you, for everything. Now if you'll excuse me I have a rebellion to finish." She smiles at the brothers and then turns to Charlie, "So, you're coming or what?"
"What? With you?" Charlie glances at everyone smiling, "To Oz?"
"Yeah, you said you were looking for adventure well here it is, you can help me find my damn dog." Dorothy grins.
"You have no idea what's there in Oz, flying monkeys, armies of witches there's all kind of danger." Dean looks at Charlie.
"Promise?"
Dean raises his eyebrows at Charlie, while Dorothy laughs. Charlie then quickly hugs Dean.
"If you need anything just tap your heel three times." Sam jokes, as he hugs Charlie.
"You crazy kids would be alright without me?" Charlie stares concerned," With Madeleine and all?"
"Were good." Dean fake smiles at Charlie, as May's name is being mentioned.
"Take care of yourselves boys." She smiles at them, and nods.
Charlie and Dorothy both turn around and slowly make their way to the garage door; Dorothy puts the key in the lock and turns it. She then pushes the door open and another world is opened.
The world is green, with green big mountains and a grey castle. Both of the girls take some steps in and the boys take some steps towards the door. Charlie turns around and smiles at them, after a couple of seconds so does Dorothy, she sends a salute and Sam sends one back.
The garage doors closes and the brothers are left in the bunker alone with an unconscious girl.
They both walk up to the garage doors and open them, to find a way out of the bunker for a car, and that's it. A grey and simple view compared to the Oz.
"Will they come back?" Dean asks Sam.
"Sure, there's no place like home." Sam smiles.