_Author's Note_

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_Chapter 26_

"Caught In the Crossfire"

Sam

I had checked on Trinity in the morning and was greeted by seeing my brother in her bed. They were on their sides, facing each other with peaceful, calm faces. Their hands on top were clasped together in between them in the small space that there was, and Dean's other hand was under Trinity's neck, his fingers tangled in her curls. Their foreheads were touching. I simply smiled and thought how wonderful it was that she had let him back in. I closed the door and let them sleep in. We had nowhere to be today. And she needed rest.

…

Later in the day, they told me, and Cas who had come home not long before they woke up, of what happened in her room last night. We listened patiently while they recounted everything. Until after the light went into Trinity's chest.

"Woah, woah woah, hold up. I think we're good," I interrupted Dean beginning to explain their "rendezvous".

No one spoke until I glanced over at Trinity and she had a mischievous grin.

"Don't you da-" I started.

"We commenced with the sex," she giggled and Dean shouldered her chuckling himself. She just had to get that in there, didn't she? But it showed she was getting better quickly, I had missed her sense of humor.

With my forearms on my thighs, I bent my head and tried to suppress a laugh. But then I felt a small shove on my arm. I looked over at Cas, who had bumped me purposefully, and he was looking across the table at my brother and Trinity with a warm smile.

I looked over and they were leaning in to each other, both with smiles and holding hands, whispering to each other, probably dirty crap, but I didn't care. I felt my lips curve up in a toothy grin. It was so good to see them happy again.

…

Cas

The morning I left Trinity and Sam in the kitchen, is when I, using Dean's diction, screwed everything over. I shouldn't have left.

I planned on finding Allocen, the Duke of Hell, because I knew he'd still be after Trinity, especially since her demon-self let Lucifer out of the cage.

But I didn't plan on being ambushed though.

"Allocen!" I screamed his name in the empty field. The sun was setting and there was heat lightening in the distance.

I had found a few followers of his and traced him here.

"Hello, Castiel," his deep voice appeared behind me.

I turned around and faced a man of average height in a black suit, and dark brown hair to match his trimmed beard. His dimpled chin stuck out from under his white fedora and he looked up at me slowly with chocolate eyes. He looked like he could be from the Italian maffia.

"I know why you've come,"

"Do you?"

"Of course," he started walking around me, "It's about the special child… Trinity," he paused, "I know you've come to kill me, gather your Winchester toys and defeat Lucifer… again. But," he stopped his pacing, "you won't succeed. You can't, not twice. It was dumb luck any of that happened in the first place, as well as your Father bringing you back to life. Again."

I didn't like his tone.

"Too bad you can't even try any of that," he snapped his fingers and one at a time a dozen demons appeared from the shadows. "Finish him."

The demons swarmed me and as I tried to fight them off, I saw Allocen stand by and wave one last time before vanishing.

"Allocen!" I screamed at the darkness. I fought back and smote half of the demons, but a few more came from the shadows.

Just when I thought the Duke of Hell was right, a bright blue light flashed around me. I heard Enochian being boomed around me in the voices of angels that break glass and mess with human technology. I recognized the script as an exorcism.

Mihr, the angel of friendship, stood before me as a short woman with greying hair. Demons around me dropped as they were sent back to Hell. The corn around me was burnt in the shape of a devil's trap. That must have been the light.

"Hello, Castiel," her gentle voice welcomed me. She would remind a human of a librarian. Her flat, mousy brown hair with stripes of grey, bobbed above her shoulders curving in, rectangle glasses perched on her nose, sky blue eyes tender to look at, and a kind smile to greet you.

I sighed as I stood, wiping my nose, my sleeve coming away red, "Mihr, it's good to see you."

She walked over to me and checked me over and touched two fingers to my forehead to help my healing process. "You too, Castiel, you too," she smiled, "Come on, let's get you back to wherever it is you reside."

…

Sam

It was four months since we got Trinity back. Ever since then, she and Cas have told us more and more about her past and her blood. Some nights it was hard for us to take it all in, either from pity, or from guilt about the night at the barn.

But slowly, she became more comfortable talking about it with us. Sometimes she'd even make an inside joke or two, and we'd actually understand. It was really nice.

But then we'd have to discuss Lucifer and his whereabouts. It was strangely silent around the world for having the Devil walk the earth.

Again.

Trinity

It was October and I walked into the bathroom to turn the shower on after we got back from a hunt with some ghouls.

I turned the hot water on and started to take off my nasty clothes. My shirt would have to be torched it was so disgusting, but I threw my old leather jacket that Bobby had given back to me in the sink to clean off. I twisted my woven bracelet around my wrist and smiled. I touched the Eye of Horus pendant necklace hanging from my neck. Even during the Surge, I somehow managed to keep both of those with me. The room was getting steamy and I hung my towel right outside the curtain and stepped in the shower.

I sighed of relief as the hot water hit my skin, washing away the grime and gore and sweat. It was hard to fit my wings in here, but I made it work and even though they got heavy from the water, it felt nice to have the warmth stream through my feathers. I ran my fingers through my hair and let the water rush through it. I don't know when I chopped it all off, I don't even remember it, but I was still getting used to it. It was strange, I didn't have a natural blanket anymore. But over the past few months it had started to grow back down to a little past my shoulders.

Cas had told me it was why he hadn't been recognizing me in the visions. The visions that I sent him to help find and stop me. The interference with him not receiving them until right before the boys found me must have been from my alter ego trying to stop it. I'm just glad that's all over.

All three boys have been helping me the past few months. Cas would help with my powers, and Sam and Dean would help with control and thought. It was nice having them all here now, at the same time, all supporting me. I finally felt safe, truly safe, for the first time since before my blood was even altered.

I was now becoming quite a pro at using all of my "gifts" as Cas calls them. Occasionally the boys join in with that terminology too. Even through all of the shit I've been through because of them, I think I'm starting to agree. The boys see that and I think it makes them happy to see me not putting myself down all of the time for being what I am.

As time has gone by, I feel strong, not risky strong, but like I'm in control, like I've finally hit the point where I own my powers, and they don't own me.

On the hunt today, I even used them to save Dean's ass. We laughed about it afterwards, just because it was literally his butt that I saved. But I still use my hunter's skills to do most of the work.

The door to the bathroom opened and closed, clicking shut, snapping me out of my thoughts.

_Author's Song Note_

"Fly Down" by Stephen

I felt Dean's big hands on my hips, his thumbs rubbing over the joint. His full, soft lips grazed over my neck with ease and passion. His hands travelled up my sides and massaged my shoulders and made their way back to my wings, where they protruded from my back as well as my spine in between them.

As he kissed me, the water ran over us both, and I couldn't contain my sighs as he rubbed my sore muscles. I let my head fall back against his chest and he bent his neck to he could kiss the front of my throat. My hand came up to pass through his fluffy hair, now wet and smooth. He let out a few small groans. Every time. The other one flew back to his hip and I grabbed him, pulling him close to me.

Somehow, even with my wings, we maneuvered around so that we were facing each other. Our feverous kissing began and he slid one hand under my thigh to hold it up against his waist. My foot dangled and I could feel the water drip off of my toes. My hands gripped his shoulders, and the other one of his held us up against the wall. My fingers traced over the raised bumps on his bicep, the mark that Cas left him. His would occasionally find my many scars and do the same. It was strange yet comforting to know that we both loved all of our imperfections. Whether it was because they each held a story, or because it showed we were both human, I don't know, and don't really care.

He pushed me against the wall and took a deep breath. My fingers clenched onto his muscular arms and shoulders. I opened the eyes I had clenched shut and saw the Samulet dangling from his neck. The trinket that Dean never removed, the little charm that meant the world to my boyfriend and brother. I slightly smiled, I loved how close he and Sam were and I knew it's what kept these boys together, their love for one another, their loyalty. I just couldn't believe they let me wiggle my way into their little family. I saw him eye my own gift from Sam, the chain making its way down my chest. I never took mine off either.

Dean's hot lips pressed against my neck, before I moved my own head down to match his mouth with mine. I wrapped my leg around his waist, pulling him closer. I gripped the back of his neck, one hand sliding up into his hair. Our lips searched each other's necks and faces, the steaming water pouring over us.

He pushed against me forcing a sigh out. I hugged him tightly, locking my hands together behind his back. He groaned in my ear as his head was bent down because of our height difference.

I felt my fingers push into his skin and as we moved together in synchronization, my nails dug into his back. I felt his muscles become taut as he held my hips and thigh. My breath got stuck in my throat and my jaw dropped against his shoulder.

He gasped against my skin and then I felt both of his hands lift me up off of the shower floor. My legs instinctively wrapped around his bare waist and I held onto him, breathing heavily.

The next thing I knew, my watery back was shoved up against the misted wall. Dean kissed my clavicle and as he lifted me I felt his soft, full lips find their way to my abdomen. I ran my fingers through his wet hair as his kisses on my stomach filled it with butterflies.

Then Dean lost his footing and we both slipped down to the pooling water. I flipped my hair out of my eyes and looked across the floor at him. We sat for a moment right before we both started laughing.

I crawled the short distance over to him, the tips of my wings trailing behind me. He watched me and his hands slipped in the water a little more, making it look like I was making him nervous. I giggled as I straddled him, the hot water rained down on us.

I ran my hands over his chest and traced the anti-possession symbol tattooed on his smooth skin. I bent down and kissed it, holding his hands down, our fingered laced together.

I brought them up to my sides where I let go. They passed softly over me then pulled me close to his steaming body. His fingers tickled my wings and I felt the feather shudder and saw Dean smile. I bumped our foreheads together on purpose and we sat like that for I don't know how long.

An urgent call came from the other room, forcing us out of our little heaven.

…

Sam

Cas had just appeared in shambles while my brother and Trinity were in the shower together.

"Sam!" he heaved as he leaned against the railing of the stairs.

"Cas!" I ran over to him, helping to hold his weight. His clothes were disheveled and he had a stream of blood coming from his mouth and eyebrow. A bloody spot was making its way through his white shirt. "Cas! What the Hell happened?!"

"Lucifer, he, he found me. I tried to fight," he coughed, "the angel blade just missed me," he indicated his wound. "You have to get Trinity away from here. He'll follow me, but I had to warn you."

I called out for Dean and Trinity.

Bobby walked in and had about the same reaction as I did. Cas retold the story.

"Balls!" Bobby grumbled.

A few minutes later, the two came out in comfy-looking clothes, a few places still a bit wet from their shower. Trinity's wings still drying off and her hair a frizzy mess, framing her face. They came around the corner, Dean's arm around her back, hers around his and the other hand placed on his chest. They were giggling and grinning. Up until they saw Cas.

Trinity let go of my brother and ran over to us on the couch.

"Cas! What happened?!" she gripped his hand and face.

He told them what he'd just told me.

In unison, "Son of a bitch!"

"You have to get away from here," Cas began, pushing her away.

"No, I'm not leaving, I'm not running like a coward. I'm strong enough-"

"No, you have to go," he coughed. Before neither of them said anything else, Trinity placed three fingers to the angel's forehead. I had never noticed, but when she healed, she use three instead of two like the angels. It must have been how Cas taught her to harness all aspects of her powers.

Cas was returned to his strong self and we all stood. He stared into Trinity's eyes, and she gave him the glare right back.

She wasn't going anywhere without him.

Dean

The entire house started rumbling and we all looked around.

"Go!" Cas shoved her forward, but she bounced right back.

"Dammit, Cas, we're not leaving you behind! So let's get out of here and we can think up a plan later!" I grabbed his arm and hauled him forward.

All four of us started heading to the door, but as we neared it, a man of average height and looked like he belonged in The Godfather, appeared in the threshold.

"You're not going anywhere," he snapped his fingers and all of us flew back the way we came.

"Allocen?" Trinity grumbled as she sat up. Cas nodded in affirmation.

"Let's see," he sauntered towards us as two more demons flanked his side. "Don't need you," he pointed a finger at Bobby and flicked it sideways, causing him to crash into the bookshelf. "Don't need you," then at Sam, but the other direction. "Hm," he pondered at me, "Not, yet," he simply pointed straight at me and it felt like there were ropes tying me to the wall. He looked at Cas and narrowed his eyes, "I'll deal with you later," I heard Cas inhale, it looked like he was in the same position I was.

"Ah! There she is!" he took a few more steps forward as Trinity stood up. She glared at him and her wings extended menacingly. "Ooo, fancy," I didn't like his arrogant tone.

She threw her hand out and Allocen tumbled backwards knocking into his henchmen like bowling pins. She stepped forward holding her arm steady. As she neared him, I pulled out the demon dagger from my pocket and unsheathed it.

"Trin!" she turned just in time to catch the blade I tossed her. In one swift move, she twirled it and poised it ready to strike. As she bent down to inhalate him, he turned over with a gun and shot her in the chest. The dagger fell to the floor.

Still not quite used to the fact that she was basically immortal, I called out, "No!"

But she just staggered back, looked down at the wound and, "Ouch.

She was getting considerably stronger.

She did some movement with her fingers and knocked the gun out of his hands, all the while holding his companions down. She held out her palm and the Stygian Blade appeared in her hand out of thin air. She held it to the Duke of Hell's chest.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sam and Bobby start to stand. But then Allocen's deep laughter filled the room.

"Out. Numbered," he sneered at Trinity with blood-coated teeth. Whatever she was doing to him was powerful.

I heard Cas struggle to my side and then Bobby and my brother in the other direction. And then I felt a pair of hands grab my shoulder and hair and a cold knife to my throat.

"Let them go," she kept a poker face, but only I, because of our bond, could feel the fear within her.

"Ah, ah, ah, no halfsies here. Me first," he frowned. Trinity shoved him back down to the hard floor by the collar of his shirt. He chuckled when she backed away. As he stood, he continued the laughter and brushed off his suit jacket.

But no one moved after that.

"Let. Them. Go," she growled, her chest rising and falling.

"I don't think I'm going to do that," he disappeared and reappeared right behind Trinity, holding a strange blade to her throat. He sucked in air.

Why aren't you moving? It's just a dagger, I thought to myself.

"Ah, yes, I've had it all along," he chuckled.

I looked to Cas and his eyes were wide and worried.

"Don't worry, dear. I'm not going to kill you, not yet. This is just so you'll cooperate." He glanced up at the rest of us, "This is her very own special blade you know, the only one in existence that can kill her permanently."

It was a shiny metal that I just couldn't place, with inscriptions on it and a split down the middle giving it two pointy ends. The edges were wavy and lined with white.

"Blessed by Lucifer himself, infused with the mojo they put into those angel blades and this little thing," he nodded sideways at the one man holding the demon blade. "Just to make sure, it's lined with salt, holy water, and oil. You gotta love it!" he laughed loudly. He was just telling us this because I knew he was going to kill us.

But he wasn't. Trinity made eye contact with me, assuring me everything was going to be alright. I should be the one doing that.

Before she could even do anything, Cas whirled around and smote the demon holding him back. Another came for him, but he was no match for the angel.

"Stop him!" Allocen cried out. Trinity threw her head back against his nose and he stumbled backward. The blade he was holding flew in the corner.

Both Sam, Bobby, and I, with the new distractions, fought against our captors and all of us began to win. Trinity whirred the Stygian blade around, killing the demons that seemed to just keep coming. She, with her sword and powers, was a hurricane.

_Author's Song Note_

"Crossfire" by Stephen

As the horde began to dissipate, there was a loud crack in the air.

I stopped where I was to see Sam stand as still as a statue. He looked down at his abdomen as blood started to spread from the gunshot wound.

"Sammy!" I shouted as he dropped to his knees.

"No!" Trinity screamed with me.

The demon I was fighting kicked me back against the wall and punched me, repeatedly.

"Hey, hey, hey, now let's just talk about this," Allocen's voice sounded along with his nervous footsteps. I could only imagine the sight he was seeing, how terrifying she must be right now.

A bright light started shining in my face as Cas smote the demon that was pinning me down. I looked at him once and he nodded. I held my ribs and ran over to my little brother.

"Hey, Sammy, look at me, okay? Look at me," I held his face in my hands as his eyes started rolling and his chin dropped. "We've been through this, little brother, you're not going anywhere, not without me."

The only demons still living were Allocen and the one Cas had in his grip. Bobby had kneeled down beside me, a hand on both of our shoulders.

Sam's eyes fluttered shut and his head lolled against my hand.

"No. No, no, no, no… God no," I pulled him in my embrace. Bobby's grip tightened, but he said nothing.

"Listen to me," Allocen was cut short when the sound of metal being swirled through the air filled the room. I looked up through my watery vision and saw Trinity pinning the demon against the wall with the black sword. She looked sideways over at me holding Sam's lifeless body and her eyes filled with anger and hatred. Without even blinking the powerful eyes took place over her hazel. It was strange to watch, but I didn't care.

I held my brother as she looked at me. Something in her eyes was asking my permission to use her powers to end a life.

Immediately I nodded.

She closed her eyes once, telling me to do so too.

Behind my eyelids, I could see and feel a bright emission. Allocen screamed, but it was cut short when the light shut off. Right after, I heard the sound of a blade being slashed across a throat. Cas killed the last demon.

The next thing I knew she was on the other side of Sam, brushing his thick hair away from his eyes. She didn't say anything, but her hazel eyes scoured his face and her lip trembled.

"Trinity!" Cas's voice boomed. We both looked up just as he stepped behind Trinity's back. A demon, the head henchman of Allocen, that had hidden himself, had been about to stab Trinity in the back with Her blade.

But Cas received the blow instead.

"Cas!" Trinity screeched.

My best friend gasped and the demon held onto him, looked at us one more time, winking. Right before he disappeared, a dimmed light began to show from Cas's chest.

"Son of a bitch!" she screamed into the empty air, holding her hands up behind her head, tears streaming down her face.

Her wings extended fully in anger and the house rumbled.