Plot: Dante gets a late night visitor and he's in for a surprise. What do you do when an Archangel of the Lord asks you a favor and a beer? Well, you give it to them.
Please read on.
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"Dante?" Came a gravelly voice from beside his bed. Dante's finger pulled the gun into his hand and he sat up in an instant to see John eyeing him in amusement.
"Paranoid much?" John smiled and Dante lowered the gun, smiling as well. He checked the time, it was three in the morning.
"John, much as I appreciate seeing you again, isn't it a little early for visiting?" Dante asked pulling the sheet around himself and getting up to see if Claire had heard John. "I am not teleporting anywhere right now, maybe never again. You have really bad aim or maybe you just like to hurt me." Dante grinned to take the sting out of his words, he was just teasing the man.
"She is asleep. I put her to sleep and laid her down on her bed. She felt exhausted too, weird." John smiled again, "I will make it so she sleeps through the night when I go. Dante, is it true my boys here are having a housewarming party tomorrow?"
"You mean today?" Dante smirked, eying the time.
"Yeah." John blushed embarrassed. "Sorry about that. I wanted to know if I could come." He looked nervous. "I want to meet them. I just don't want to freak them out."
"You know they are sleeping together and kind of married each other in this timeline, right?" Dante asked, making sure he knew.
"No but they are soul-mates so it's not too surprising. I'm just worried they won't want me there." John said sadly, "If I come, you will have to let me through the wards, they are so strong over there. I did peek in the windows at them though. They are happy now."
"You should come, John, they will be surprised but they won't turn you away." Dante assured him. "Bobby is bringing Ellen, Jo, Ash, and Missouri. I'm bringing a friend of theirs and mine, Magda."
John smiled, "I know her, she is a fallen Angel that was cast out by Michael in your world years ago. I will enjoy meeting her."
"So you'll still come to the party, right?" Dante asked, wanting him to come.
"All my friends will be there, right?" John asked and smiled.
"Yes." Dante agreed.
"Good, it will be nice seeing them again. Of course I will come to it." John said happy.
"John, there is something else you should know." Dante said.
"Oh?" John said then asked, "Can I get a beer in there?" Dante smiled, he was the strangest Angel he had ever met. He had never heard of an Angel asking for a beer before. "Something to eat?" Again, weird. "What do I need to know?"
Dante stood up again and headed to the kitchen with John right behind him. He handed John a beer and some leftovers from their meal last night. John ate them and drank his beer while Dante tried to figure out how to say this so that John didn't get too pissed.
"You know that girl in there? The one you put to sleep so we could talk?" Dante started.
"Yeah. What about her?" John asked eating a fry.
"She's your daughter. The John here had a thing with her mom a while back before he died." Dante said and John suddenly got up to peek in at the sleeping girl then turned to look back at him, "She's yours, sort of."
"Wow, I'd like to meet her too. Would she freak?" He sat down and eyed his empty beer. "Can I get another?"
Dante grinned and got them both one and handed it to him, taking his empty plate and putting it in the sink.
"Michael's after her." Dante said and John looked worried.
"Why? The boys averted the Apocalypse here right? Raphael gave up and God came back, that's what I sensed when I came here." John was worried alright.
"He wants to start it again. He wants her to be his vessel, open the cage and let his brother out to get it on again, Apocalypse style." He said this with his eyes on John the whole time.
There was a loud bang as John's beer bottle suddenly exploded and he looked pissed, eyes glowing. Dante grabbed a towel and cleaned it up quickly, and sighed, he's expected as much. He got the man another beer and John took it and sat it down on the counter.
"Son of a bitch!" John swore and cussed some more. Dante reflected that John did not act very Angelic most of the time, hell, any of the time!
"By the way, how did you get in there? I have this place warded against that." Dante wasn't worried, John was special that way.
"My particles are different. I come from a different timeline so they don't match up with the particles of Angels in this timeline which is what your place is warded against, so I can get in." John explained.
Dante made a mental note to speak with Magda and get her to do what she did to the other building to this one, apparently there was a hole in his ward Protections.
John froze for a moment, scanning the area, he had felt something off. He felt the Angelic presence of another like him.
"Michael's here." He looked up at the screens and saw a dark haired man walking around the building but not touching it. The man glared at the other building and stayed far away from it.
Dante leaned on the counter, next to him. "I saw that." He went to dress. John smirked and winked, suddenly Dante was already dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. Dante eyed his suddenly clothed state and smiled, "Thanks, that saved time." He headed for the elevator and John followed.
They went out the front door of the bar and surrounded the dark-haired man.
"Michael." Dante growled, "You have a suicidal wish or something?" John's eyes glowed and his wings were showing.
"I want the girl." Michael said calmly, but neither man believed he was. He was mad and scared at their sudden arrival just not showing it.
John had his Archangel blade out now and Dante's hand glowed orange with flame.
"Not going to happen." Dante said slowly approaching him.
"Leave my family alone!" John growled lifting his blade and putting it to the Angel's chest.
"I will go, for now. She will be mine…eventually. None of you can stop me, least of all, you, Archangel." Michael said coldly, confidently.
"Try it and I will kill you." John said pushing the blade into Michael's neck a little, drawing blood. Dante's hand hovered over his chest, almost touching him.
Michael looked terrified now.
"You can't keep her from me forever and I do have forever." Michael said grimly and vanished from sight.
"Me, too." Dante said harshly, fighting for control to pull his fire back in, he was losing control. Pheonix's could become immortal, while most didn't, a seer had once told him he would be one of the immortal ones.
"Me too." John said touching Dante's shoulder, helping pull his fire in, calming him with his power.
"Thanks, John. I needed that." He sighed relaxing again, his power down and asleep.
"You need help with him?" John eyed where the Angel had been standing.
"No, I got this." Dante reassured him and they headed back in, locking doors and turning alarms back on as they walked.
"Call if you need me." John said preparing to vanish.
"You coming later, 6pm, at the door to the building? I will let you in and let you through the wards." Dante hurried to ask.
"Yes, I will be there. I'll bring some beer too, as a house warming gift." John nodded and vanished, making sure to talk to God about blessing those new amulets for the boys, they needed the protections.
Dante headed to bed, muttering how John had a lousy sense of time but at least he didn't knock him on his butt this time or hurt him. Dante smiled at the thought, fond of that Archangel.
The house was quiet that night, as everyone finally slept, especially Claire, for which Dante sent a prayer of thanks. She needed it.
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Well, the party's almost on and John is coming, with beer. Just like old times, eh? Won't those boys be surprised.
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