Just because the brothers Winchester moved to the boonies with their Archangel mates doesn't mean that they aren't still following in their fathers footsteps. The family business… you know: hunting things, saving people. The only difference now, is that they get to come home at night, instead of holing up in random, nasty, no-tell-motels across the country.
With their mates distracted by the latest in the civil war: missing heavenly weapons of mass-destruction. The boys search the dailies and since currently Elwood, Indiana has the most interesting – this is definitely our thing – weird occurrences happening. The locals are treated to the sight of Baby rumbling gracefully into town. Her occupants gawking at the alien convention that has sprung up almost overnight, thanks to four consecutive disappearances, which coincide with the appearances of rather large crop circles.
Sam and Dean interview the witnesses, parents and talk to the local Leos.
"I'm here because I believe that Elwood Indiana has become a center of extraterrestrial activity." Wayne Whitaker, head of the UFO crazies reports to the TV media, whom have also gathered.
"There was this light. And then Patrick just vanished." Kim recounts that night in the cornfield.
"It's all happening, you know? I mean, these entities have come to help push humanity to the next stage." Sparrow Jennings says with a gleeful expression.
"My name is Wayne Whitaker, Jr., and I have personally recorded dozens of eyewitness accounts, strange lights in the sky, mysterious presences attempting contact." Wayne Whitaker says.
"Since this whole damned circus has blown into town, no one seems to realize we got four missing persons cases wide open. My friends lost loved ones." The local Sheriff addresses the media from his cruiser.
"What happened to him? Something took him! I know it!" Kim says frantically, still hoping that someone will take her seriously.
"We are right in the middle of what we in the field like to call a "UFO flap," and I am as happy as a pig in shoes." Wayne says, with a smug smirk, his face betraying his internal creepy hands rubbing together with that yum looks like dinner look on his face.
Cut to Sheriff sitting on his car.
"I can guarantee you that this has nothing to do with UFO's, or little green men. Nothing extraterrestrial whatsoever." The sheriff says with certainty.
Sam and Dean are interviewing anyone really with something to say, while pretending to be reporters with The Mirror.
"Of course, it's not UFO's! It's Faeries!" Marion replies emphatically.
"Faeries. Okay. Well, thank you for your input." Dean replies diplomatically.
"What? Flying saucers not insane enough for you?" Sam says, unable to hold his tongue.
"What newspaper did you say you worked for again?" Marion questions, eyeing the boys suspiciously. Sam and Dean make their excuses and take off.
Having done as much interviewing as they could stand, they decide it's time to get down to business. It's the father of Patrick, the first to go missing, Mr. Brennan the watchmaker who definitely spikes their freaky meters. So they decide to keep an eye on him. Sam stays in town to keep tabs on Brennan, while Dean goes out to check out the crop circles. Meanwhile Sam keeps seeing flashes of fire out of the corner of his eyes. However every time he looks he doesn't see anything out of the ordinary.
Dean calls Sam for an update, while he checks out the abduction site. Sam is at the bar staking out Brennan.
"Shh! Shh!" Dean says mid conversation about Brennan possibly being an alcoholic.
"What? You see something? Dean, what's up?" Sam asks.
"Hang on a second. Holy… UFO! UFO!" Dean replies, as a large white object appears in the sky above him. Dean begins to run in the opposite direction.
"Whoa! Dude, stop yelling. You're breaking up. I didn't catch that last part." Sam answers, as he takes another sip of his beer.
"Close encounter! Close encounter!" Dean yells as he runs.
"Close encounter! What kind? First? Second?" Sam retorts, half thinking that Dean is pulling his leg.
"They're after me!" Dean says franticly as he runs this way and that, through the corn field trying to shake the fast approaching ball of light.
"Third kind already? You better run, man. I think the fourth kind is the butt thing." Sam snickers, still sure that this is Dean's retaliation for the itching powder he put in Dean's jeans the other week.
Completely distracted by Dean's phone call Sam ignores his brain noticing the vaguely familiar woman's momentarily fire tinged arms.
Back in the corn field Dean drops his phone and pulls out his gun.
"Come On!" Dean yells, gun ready, stance sure, but he's still sucked up into the blinding white light, like all the others.
Sam quickly realizes that something isn't right. He goes out to check on Dean, upon finding only his phone, goes to the only place he figures might have some information: the UFO camp of crazies. While Sam wanders the temporary camp, asking questions, he again notices flashes of fire, and the unsettling feeling of being watched prickles the up back of his neck. Sam completely disappointed with their knowledge ends up back in the room, alone without any leads.
Meanwhile Gabriel and Castiel are looking into a plague that has descended upon a small town in Pennsylvania. Two police officers have died in strange ways: the first was liquefied, his meat, bones, and other tissues changed to blood, and the second was so covered in boils, inside and out, that his airway was blocked and he asphyxiated.
Meanwhile back in Indiana, Dean is spit back out into the field all the while he's slashing and firing his gun like a madman. Sam and Dean regroup and start to consider the existence of aliens, and of course that means: research. Sam has already spent hours at the local library, but this time feels different, this time Sam can't shake the feeling of being watched. And he's starting to feel more than a little paranoid what with the extreme weirdness of the case.
While Sam is at the library Dean stays in the room to use the laptop connected to the motels dodgy wifi. David Bowie's Major Tom is playing on the radio in the motel room. When the lights start to flicker.
"Oh no. Not again." Dean pleads, as a bright light passes the window, he stands from his alien research. The door slams open. And a bright ball of light comes flying into the room. Dean eyes his gun, laying on the bed but the light beats him to it and they begin to dance.
"Nipples?" Dean says leaning in to take a closer look, a puzzled and bewildered look on his face. The bright light punches Dean in the face.
"BITCH!" Dean retorts stunned momentarily.
The bright light starts to fly around erratically, while Dean continues to dance just out of reach. Until a terribly morbid idea strikes him, and he opens the microwave just as the light makes another dive at him. Trapped in the microwave the light bounces around. Dean types in 1:15 and hits start. He holds the microwave shut, and the whole thing sparks, smokes, and goes splat. Dean takes a look and extorts "Ha ha.!" Dean laughs delighted at his victory.
Ding*
Sam and Dean peer into the microwave. Dean points proudly, but his smile fades at the confused look on Sam's face.
"See what?" Sam asks.
"See what!? See the blood. See all the blechh." Dean retorts bewildered.
"Sorry, man. I'm not seeing it." Sam replies.
"You don't see the ick? It's right there." Dean asks again.
"Okay. Let's go with you see it, and I don't. What the hell was it?" Sam says frustrated with his brother and this stupid case.
"It was a, a little… naked lady, okay?" Dean says suddenly uncertain.
"It was a what?" Sam asks with a smirk.
"It was a, it was a little, glowing, hot naked lady. With nipples. And she, hit me." Dean replies, looking ashamed.
Sam questions Dean further about the encounter and they come up with Faeries and go to talk to the "crazy crystal lady".
Dean and Sam exit Marion's trailer.
"God, is it on me? I feel like I've got the crazy on me." Dean says, as he wipes randomly at his person, as they leave Marion's trailer
"No. You did sit in some glitter, though." Sam taunts his brother.
"Makes me want to believe in UFOs again." Dean retorts, as they cross the street towards Baby. They drive through town and Dean spots Mr. Brennan buying cases of cream, and so they decide to follow him. Brennan goes to his store and unloads all the crates while Dean, and Sam sit inside Baby watching.
All right you stick with half & half, and I'm going to check out his store." Dean says as he steps out of Baby and Sam slides over so that he can follow Brennan.
Dean goes around back, picks the lock, and very quietly ventures into the watchmakers workshop. What he sees even after the last couple of days he's had shocks even Dean Winchester. There are at least ten Brownies, all engrossed in various watchmaking tasks, little saucers of cream here and there. After watching for a second or so, without alerting the Brownies, Dean backs carefully back out of the shop and onto the street. He immediately calls Sam.
"Yeah?" Sam says into the phone, from his table within view of Brennan's stool at the bar.
"Freaking full of Keeblers over here, man. Just full of 'em." Dean reports, looking around warily.
"What?" Sam exclaims, and puts down his beer.
"It's like the story with the shoe guy and all the elves. Hey, you think Brennan made a deal, with a bunch of Faeries?" Dean answers, completely creeped out and starting to become very paranoid.
"Lemme get back to you." Sam replies and hangs up and goes over to talk to Brennan sick of beating around the bush.
Dean continues walking down the street, but he soon sees the creepy man with the red touque that was staring at him during breakfast. The RedCap runs Dean all over town until he snaps and unfortunately jumps on a dwarf DA muttering, "What do you want ya Faery, huh? Faery!" All the while the shocked man yells for help as they roll around at the edge of an alley. Dean wakes up when a little girl yells "Daddy!"
Dean tries to get out of it by, laughing it off, "Ha, hah, yeah just kidding." Dean says, as he gets up and dusts himself off.
Meanwhile Sam confronts Brennan, and gets the whole story out of him. Brennan and Sam leave the bar and see Dean being arrested.
"Dean!" Sam yells getting Dean's attention just as he's being stuffed into the squad car.
"Dean, what do we do?" Sam yells.
"Fight the Faeries. Sam. You fight those Faeries!" Dean yells, while bystanders look on, horrified by his seemingly hateful words.
"Fight the Faeries!" Dean shouts, voice muffled, as he looks out the back of the squad car.
The Sheriff questions Dean while he's in the cell about the incident, thinking that he's a homophobe. Of course even though Dean admits to being in a relationship with Castiel, he can't sway the man. And is left alone in the dark.
Sam then goes to the shop with Brennan, the Brownies are all passed out, drunk from all the cream, and he finds the grimoire in order to reverse the spell. Brennan recites the spell, while Sam hefts his shotgun and looks around the empty (as far as he can tell) watchmakers workshop. Wayne Whitaker Jr. runs Brennan through with his cane cum sword before Sam even realizes that they aren't alone. "You! You're the Leprechaun?" Sam says shocked.
"Indeed I am" Wayne the Leprechaun replies. A fight ensues and Sam successfully finishes the spell to rid the town of Faeries. Not a moment too soon as the RedCap has his hands around Dean's throat squeezing the life out of him.
Moments after Sam successfully finishes the spell, ridding the town of Faeries Kali goddess of destruction appears. Caught off guard Kali easily gets in a well placed blow, and Sam crumples. Kali literally carts him off like a captured wild boar, trussed up and unconscious.
Meanwhile, the Redcap Dean is fighting for his life against disappears. Dean collapses onto the cell floor, like a puppet with his strings cut. Since he's still behind bars, for assaulting the local DA, he's forced to call Castiel to free him when Sam doesn't arrive in a timely manner. Of course they simply fly straight out of the cell, completely confusing the local Leos.
It's another couple of hours before they are completely convinced that the Faeries are gone, and so is Sam. Dean can't believe their luck. They know that it wouldn't have been the Faeries, since Sam isn't a first born. But after praying to Gabriel and not receiving an answer, Dean and Castiel start to truly worry.
Dean texts Ben, even after Castiel assures him that he is fine at school. Dean doesn't calm down until he receives a text back from his son. Ben reminds Dean about Thanksgiving break coming up soon, and how he plans to use his wormhole to come home for his first long weekend. And of course to say hi to everyone, especially Cas.
Castiel's Grace surges with love at the text from Ben. They have grown close since the boy has come to live with them. Dean finds the whole Canadian Thanksgiving being in October a little odd, what with them currently being in Indiana, even if they do technically live in Canada now. The school has a policy on borders leaving campus until Thanksgiving, so they haven't seen much of Ben. Of course Castiel can easily visit with no one the wiser, but the policy is sound if Ben is to acclimate to his new surroundings.
Sam wakes with a sinking feeling of dread. He slowly tests his senses and limbs and comes to the conclusion that he is strung up arms over head, toes just touching the ground, and has been for long enough that he is having trouble breathing. It doesn't take long for Kali to return, and upon seeing her, Sam realizes that she's been stalking him for days if not weeks and he'd ignored the signs like an idiot.
Sam realizes that he's in some sort of abandoned warehouse, of course how typical. Even better it appears that this was once a toilet factory in a past life.
"Oh good you're awake." Kali states.
"It's been a while Kali, how have you been?" Sam replies, as he further tests his bonds and searches his wrists for his hidden tools meant for this exact situation.
"I should have trusted my instincts and run you through when I had the chance you filthy maggot." Kali seethes, her form taking on flames in her anger.
"Gabriel tried to stop him, and he's ten times as powerful as you are. Besides what do you think killing me back then would have done? Fix things? Both sides were working together, you should have taken us up on the offer and joined up with Team Free Will." Sam retorts as his search comes up empty and he realizes that the bindings are beyond his human limitations.
"You may be right about that, but what's to stop me from finishing the job now?" Kali taunts, as she starts flipping wicked looking scimitars in way more than two hands. Sam is starting to get a little desperate, and so he starts to reach out to his mate through their bond, hoping that the distance won't matter. Sam can feel his mate, but there seems to be something blocking their bond, dampening it somehow.
"What have you done with Gabriel?" Sam says his voice deadly calm. Kali turns her head up to the sky and laughs maniacally.
"With all their powers, even Angels have their weaknesses, Sam. And it wasn't so difficult to trick the former trickster, in fact it was almost anticlimactic." Kali taunts menacingly. Sam realizes that Gabriel is most likely stuck in a circle of Holy-fire and something within him snaps and promptly explodes.
Kali Goddess of Destruction has a front row seat to Sam Winchester's response to his mate being threatened. And it is awesome to behold. Sam starts to glow and his head is thrown back as he screams, the light and decibel reach inhuman levels and Kali is forced to her knees by the energy blast. When she recovers she can't believe her eyes, Sam is changed physically. Behind Sam span 20 foot wings like a bat, and his tail thrashes and twirls like a bull whip.
"You have not only overestimated yourself, Kali, but you underestimated us, yet again." Sam says serenely and with a thought Sam extinguishes Kali and transports himself to his mate.
In yet another abandoned warehouse on the opposite side of the Country Gabriel is, in fact trapped inside a ring of Holy-fire. Sam has no trouble extinguishing the flames and wraps his mate in his arms and wings before Gabriel has time to react.
"Sam?" Gabriel asks unsure.
"Gabe, I was so worried about you." Sam replies, carding his hands through his mates wings reassuringly. "Kali grabbed me while I was on a hunt with Dean, and then I couldn't feel you properly. She won't be able to harm you anymore though. I took care of her." Sam explains to his mate.
"Sam, what happened? And why do you have wings?" Gabriel asks and jumps making a startled squeak at the feel of Sam's tail wrapping around his leg. "What is that?" Gabriel cries out, pushing Sam out at arms length while he investigates. "Sam, why do you have a tail, and wings?" Gabriel questions his voice rising in octaves in his disbelief. Sam finally comes back to himself and when he notices the changes he promptly faints in Gabriel's arms. "Oh Sam, what have you done to yourself this time." Gabriel mutters as he holds his mate to his chest and flies them home.
Back to Castiel and Dean who are still waiting in the motel in-case Sam returns, only it's not Sam that strolls through the door, but Meg flanked by three Demons in muscle bound meat-suits.
"Well look at you Clarence, looking good handsome." Meg drawls as she slinks into the room uninvited.
"Where's Sam, bitch." Dean cries out the Demon knife raised menacingly while he moves to hide his mate from view unconsciously.
"Dean, Dean, Dean you two are always loosing each other aren't you. Are you sure he didn't disappear on his own again? It wouldn't be the first time after all." Meg retorts with a wicked smile.
"Why are you here Meg?" Castiel asks and sends his mate a soothing vibe through their bond instantly calming Dean.
"Crowley." Meg responds succinctly.
"What you two have a fight?" Dean retorts.
"Do you really not have any idea what he's up to?" Meg asks flabbergasted. "He's rounding up creatures on his holy grail quest for Purgatory." Meg reports enjoying the shock on Dean and Castiel's faces.
"Purgatory is real?" Dean asks.
"Purgatory is where monsters go when they die, Dean." Castiel explains, his mind racing with possibilities and complications.
"Why would Crowley want Purgatory? Isn't he already King of Hell?" Dean asks confused.
"I'm sure he won't be holding that title for much longer." Meg retorts petulantly, while she examines her nails and her stunt Demons smile wickedly.
"Meg, what exactly is your purpose here?" Castiel asks exasperated.
"He's holed up somewhere topside, and you're going to help me find him." Meg answers.
"And why would we help you?" Castiel wonders aloud.
"The souls of course." Meg responds.
"Souls?" Dean asks, confused.
"Souls are concentrated energy, powerful like a nuclear reactor." Castiel answers.
"And Purgatory?" Dean prompts.
"Is full of souls, monster souls, but souls none the less." Castiel explains.
"And what is your stake in this?" Castiel asks Meg.
"Someones got to take that insufferable salesman down a peg or ten. He has no right to declare himself King of Hell, no right at all." Meg answers.
"What and you do?" Dean snarks.
"You have no idea who I am. Do you, Dean?" Meg responds. Dean scoffs, and Castiel squints his eyes. "Well let me enlighten you both." Meg says, and then the stunt demons start to cough up their smoky essence and Meg's vessel starts to glow and transform. Castiel immediately covers Dean's eyes and is taken aback at the creature before them.
"Megara" Castiel states and uncovers Dean's eyes to reveal Meg, but not Meg and the dead meat-suits sans Demons.
"What's the big deal?" Dean asks.
"The big deal is that I didn't lie when I said I was Azazel's daughter Dean. Only you don't really know who Azazel was, do you?" Meg replies, while she makes her way further into the room and makes herself comfortable on the motel bed.
"Azazel was one of the fallen, he fell with Lucifer. And Meg is therefore not a Demon, but Nephilim." Castiel explains.
"Well I guess that explains the wings then." Dean retorts and leans further into his mate. Dean can't help but be pleased by the slight widening of Meg's eyes at the comment.
"What about the meat-suits, vessels? Whatever. How does that work?" Dean asks.
"One of daddy's talents, he passed on to me." Meg responds as she yet again shifts her appearance to hide her true nature. "So, are we doing this thing, or what?" Meg retorts.
"Are you able to communicate with the host?" Castiel asks curious.
"Not if I want to remain off the radar." Meg answers truthfully, surprising Castiel.
"We'll look into it." Dean declares. "How do we get in touch?" Dean asks aloud, while mentally asking Castiel if they have lost their minds. Meg takes out a card tosses it on the bed, and disappears with a sultry wink in Castiel's direction.
"Arg, that Demon, woman, whatever, arg she drives me nuts!" Dean exclaims. "And what the fuck, she just leaves us with her mess! Rude!" Dean continues his tirade, indicating the dead bodies of Megs formerly Demon associates. Of course he's really more annoyed with the flirting, but doesn't want Castiel to know.
"Calm down Beloved." Castiel says as he soothes his mate through their bond. Castiel makes a small gesture and the bodys are gone. "Lets go find our brothers." Castiel says and transports them home.
Once at the compound it is obvious that Gabriel and Sam are home and safe and Bobby has no idea what has transpired on the hunt besides Sam having gone missing right at the end. Gabriel tells Castiel that they are fine, but need time to themselves. Uncharacteristically Dean relents and doesn't insist on seeing Sam with his own eyes. The fact that they are clearly here in the compound is enough for Dean along with his brothers mates word that he is fine.
Castiel and Dean bring Bobby up to speed and they begin to look for Crowley and his monster prison.
"I am worried that he may be working with Raphael." Castiel admits, a few hours into their research.
"Balls." Bobby says.
"All the more reason to go through with this crazy ass plan." Dean replies and with a reassuring pet to his mates wings he goes off to find another book.
Castiel makes sure that Dean takes time out to rest. They retreat to their own sphere to recharge and reconnect frequently.
The plan is so simple it's practically unimaginable. All they need is Crowley's real bones, not his meat-suits but the human turned Demon's bones. And it turns out that somehow they still exist after all these centuries. And so with a few inquiries and some flitting to and fro across the globe they had in their possession the key to Crowley's demise: his bones.
Truthfully they don't even need to find him now, but Meg wants to put on a show and so with trepidation Dean uses his grandfather and they wind up almost getting their asses handed to them. The prison is old and rusty and smells of blood and death. They pass cells as they search, both empty and inhabited by creatures.
The minute Castiel gets zapped out Dean knows he's in trouble, but Meg really pulls her weight since apparently Nephilim aren't affected by that particular sigil. Between the Angel blades, and the Demon knife, the Hellhounds, and the Demon possessing Christian the fight doesn't last long and they soon have Crowley right where they want him. Especially since Crowley has been keeping this detail on a need to know basis.
"Squirrel, where's Moose?" Crowley taunts in his overly theatrical manner. Dean takes a backseat while they wait for Castiel to return, since of course he was carrying the bones. Samuel is of course still slinking around, but isn't stupid enough to interfere now that the tables have turned. Dean notices him at the door, out of the corner of his eye while Megara taunts Crowley.
"Quite the operation you have here, for an upstart Salesman." Meg taunts and cackles when Crowley tries to smoke out. "Now, now, now the fun's just getting started, Crowley." Meg explains as she forces Crowley back into his meat-suit.
"Wh What is going on?" Crowley stutters, while Meg cackles and Dean rolls his eyes, and pulls on his bond so ready to be finished with this. The torture room is coated in blood and gore and gives Dean flashbacks to the pit.
"Oh Crowley, did you forget who I was just like everyone else. I thought you were smarter than that. Pity." Meg monologues much to Dean's displeasure. Dean pulls as hard as he has ever pulled and Castiel alights with a gust of wind and feathers, wings wrapped around his mate. 'Thank you Beloved, I was as of yet unable to return on my own.' Castiel thinks to his bonded mate their bond suffuse with love and devotion despite their locale.
"Lets get this over with Megara." Castiel says and hoists the bones. Crowley seems stunned for a moment, before he attempts to save himself, but his lackeys have fled and he is outmatched and out played. The bones burn and Crowley is no more.
"I assume you will not be picking up where he left off?" Castiel questions as they wait for the ashes settle. All sets of his wings arching menacingly behind him backing up his threat.
"That upstart, might have needed more souls to hold his title, but I was born for this." Megara answers and disappears without so much as a thanks.
"Right and why did she need us again?" Dean wonders as they make their way out of the prison. Dean feels bad, but understands when Castiel sends every last one of Crowley's in-prisoned monsters to Purgatory. At least it was quick.
They fly home and update Bobby, then spend hours limbs intertwined in their eiderdown filled nest. Dean grooms his mates wings. Castiel's wings are now glorious and glossy thanks to his mates attentions. Castiel loves having his wings groomed, in fact he turns into a figurative puddle of goo every-time.
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