You are now, officially a woman! Dean told himself standing up from the floor. He had a job to do and he had spent too long thinking the worst. There where plenty of theories plaguing Deans thoughts; alternate reality, alternate dimension, dream intrusion, curses. "Right Sam I know you can hear me, you can hear me right? Well, anyway, I'm going to the library to research some theories". He could almost feel Sam raising an eyebrow as he said that, after all, the research was always best left to his brother.
When Sam was in high school Dean used to joke about how, if he read any more books Sam brain would get so big that his already Sasquatch like feet couldn't hold him."You're just jealous" Sam used to tell him delving into yet another text. Maybe he was jealous but not of his brother. He was jealous of the lucky bitch that would get to be with the 'brainy bastard' one day. Turned out pretty well, Dean thought to himself as he reminisced, an admiring smirk roaming around his cheeks.
"Sammy, you stay here and I will be back as soon as I can." "That's it then, you have finally cracked" assumed a familiar voice. "Ruby what the hell do you want? If you haven't noticed I'm busy" blasted dean before going back to gathering his things. "Yeah, Busy being a nut job! You know, I always wondered why Sammy left you." Ruby explained taking a seat on the end of Dean's bed. "Because, if I loved someone as much as he loves you, I wouldn't go anywhere. But now I know. Dean, are you a psychotic 'Brusband' beater?" the sarcasm was scrawled across Ruby's face.
In one Quick move Dean had Ruby pinned to the bed, hand wrapped around her throat. "If you ever, ever, even imply that I would hurt Sam again. I'm gonna' send your ass back to hell so fast, you won't know what's hit you. And secondly," he boomed tightening his grip. "Nobody else but me calls him Sammy!" with that Dean jumped of a now spluttering Ruby and headed for his jacket. "Dean" Ruby called holding back the pain. "Like it or not I'm here to help. Sam spoke to me; he wants me to help you." "When did you become a medium?" Dean quipped. "He told me I could be your steed, and said you would know what that meant. But I am telling you now, under no circumstances are you riding me."
Dean Smiled as he opened the door gesturing Ruby to exit. She was a demonic pain in the ass, but right now, he could use all the help he could get.
Ruby was more helpful than Dean had imagined. As the hours dragged on she helped him discredit theory after theory, with only the occasional lame 'bromance' joke. "What about this?" Ruby asked handing Dean a large old book, open on the page entitled 'Astral Beings and their planes of existence'. "Are they even real?" asked Dean with a hint of disbelief in his eyes. "Yes, look at that." Ruby pointed to a name on the page 'Abrexin'.
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ABREXIN
A foul creature, in his own right. Abrexin is one of three fallen heaven dwellers to reside in the astral planes. Owing nothing to the human realm, Arbrexin loathes those who hunt the damned. After falling from heaven Abrexin crafted a deal with the devil himself, to rule over the higher astral planes with the ability of consuming the souls of the righteous. Those who are unlucky enough to capture his attention will in turn be pulled from the earth realm to an alternate existence captured in a pocket of the highest astral plane. Abrexin feeds every 50 years, draining the life from his victim and corrupting all the good of their soul in preparation for Lucifer. The only sure way of killing any of the fallen heaven dwellers who mark the astrals is to fill their residing plane with purest light allowing the angels to discover where they hide.
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"OK, that's a little far fetched!" Dean said glaring at the page.