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"Stop it!" Clara shouted, Dante was being overprotective again. Now she knew he was like that, that fact in and of itself was not a surprise. Having him stalking her on her dates with Gabriel, well, that was a different story, all together! Sure Michael was her own personal stalker and liked to sit across the street and watch her apartment but she had learned to ignore his ass, and entertain the hope he would give up.
Yeah, Dean had got her a ticket on his denial cruise and she was in for the long haul. She might even have her own permanent suite on it by now.
Gabriel was just as powerful as Michael, he could whisk her away in a moment if Michael showed up, so why didn't her paranoid cousin just trust her on this! Because Gabriel wasn't him and he entertained the notion that no one but him could protect her, no one was good enough or powerful enough. Yeah, Dante was on a cruise up his own paranoid river, possible running adjacent to Dean's.
"Stop following me all the damn time, Dante!" Clara growled and looked at Gabriel who was very obviously trying to stay out of this particular argument. Too much sibling shit mixed in, he avoided those. Sibling shit was the worst, siblings never ever fought fair. Yeah, no one fought dirtier and meaner than siblings with each other, just ask the Winchesters, they'd done it enough growing up. Hell, he'd done it with his own.
It was one of those universal truths. Stay out of a fight between family, you will be the first one hurt, and damned if they don't fight dirty.
"I'm just trying to protect you, Clara! It's not safe to go out right now." Dante tried to get her to understand , freaking out because they had been making out against a wall on their date is what had really flipped him out. He hadn't realized that they were…well, having…gah! He couldn't even say it.
"That's not why and you know it!" Clara screamed and Dante winced quickly before snapping back.
"Bullshit it isn't!" Dante snapped harshly and knew her words had hit home, but damned if he was going to admit it! Besides, how could Gabriel protect her if he was fucking her into a wall? He would be too distracted to be able to, that's how!
"This is about you thinking I'm some virginal saint! Can't handle that I'm grown up and can make my own decisions! Especially about Sex." Clara sounded angrier if anything.
Gabriel was just happy that after an hour they had finally got to the real reason for the fight. They had been going at this for an hour!
"Not true, I just think you need to avoid that kind of thing until Michael's gone, is all!" Dante spat and glared at Gabriel who did his best to impersonate a statue… a statue under an invisibility spell.
"I was fine! It wasn't even sex, it was kissing! I have had sex before, you know! With him!" Clara spat and growled, "For a man-whore, you sure are a prudish bitch!"
"Fuck you, Clara. You don't know anything! He's a damn archangel, do you really think he's the best boyfriend to pick? Heaven calls and you're forgotten! Besides, my sex life is none of your business!" Dante spat, flaming up a little and not even caring.
"Neither is mine, cuz! So butt the fuck out of it! You sound like my mother, not my cousin!" She headed to the door and spat, "You follow me and I will never forgive you! Either of you!" With that, she was gone and the shelves rattled at how hard she had slammed the door behind her.
Dante glared angrily at the door now, and tried to calm down so he could go talk to her. He couldn't do that if he was on fire, fuck! Yeah, he was being overprotective but damn Michael was still out there and she was taking stupid risks!
Yeah, his temper wasn't fading and damned if the fire only got hotter on his hands now. He really needed to calm down right now!
"Gabriel, go with her, please? Keep her safe." Dante asked and got in a meditative pose and used it to calm his temper so his fire would go down. Clara wasn't safe right now on her own.
Gabriel hurried to catch her.
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Clara walked across the street and sat on the bench, pissed. How dare he lecture her on her sex life! On the other hand, he was worried and Michael was still after her. Damn it, he just made her so mad!
A hand reached out and grabbed her arm. She jumped and turned to see Michael there, smiling like a fucking Cheshire cat. "Got you, little one, now I will talk to you…alone." He smiled and tried to leave with her now.
"No, I will never say yes to you, you dick! The boys were right, your really are a dick!" She struggled to get away and he still held her in his grip.
Fear gripped her heart now warring with an anger she had never felt before. NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! echoed in her head and she knew if he got her away from here , then he could work on her until she said yes. She couldn't let that happen. "NO! Not going with you, Michael, not going to be your fucking angel condom! No! what is up with your sick fascination with our Family? Leave me alone, leave them alone!"
"Sorry, Clara. I would if I could but see, I need you to start the apocalypse so…I can't let you go." Michael sounded so emotionless now and it was making her mad and afraid at the same time.
She felt cold start at the base of her spine and work its way through her, cold but if felt good too. Michael didn't notice it. He just kept trying to pull her to the alley so he could vanish with her, eyes scanning for the others should they interfere.
She let the cold fill her, and watched as cold flame coated her skin now, rolling around her, and forming a giant blue bird around her body now. Her arms were in the wings and her body was its body, and a giant blue Pheonix head tower over her small form.
She was coating in Icy Pheonix Armor now and Michael was backing away in disbelief.
"Fucking Zachariah! Never told me she was an Ice Pheonix. I wouldn't have tried if I'd know she was a fucking Pheonix! If he wasn't dead already, I'd smite him myself!" Michael muttered furious but trying to get away from her.
Clara stayed close to him and pulled a page from her cousin's playbook. She lunged at the angel and grabbed his sides and poured her power over him. The angel screamed one time and then condensed into a pile of rather decent sized Ice Crystals, but they weren't melting. Now she saw Gabriel running toward her…and stop short in terror.
She knew why. One touch from her and he was dead, too. "Stay back, Gabriel. My powers just kicked in and I can't control them!" Then she felt a hot flame touch her, consuming her coldness but destroying it, forcing it back into her actually. She turned to see Dante in full Pheonix armor and he was holding her while his armor wrapped around hers and pushed at it, willing it to go back into her now. Plus, she noticed jealously, his Pheonix was bigger than hers, much bigger. No fair!
She felt her powers being forced back in and it hurt, it was like pouring acid under her skin and lighting it on fire! She screamed and writhed but Dante held her until she passed out and the Ice power had been forced to sleep inside her, for now. It was alive now, like his, but his fire Pheonix could push hers back into her and hers would do the same for his. Their powers could never kill the other but they could complement each other, as Fire and Ice were always supposed to do.
Dante pulled his armor back in and felt the weakness hitting him. He had Gabriel sweep up the crystal into a blue insulated bag from his backseat and had him lock it into the 'Cuda's trunk for later.
Gabriel took Clara and watched Dante pass out on the concrete.
He took her inside and noticed she was freezing. Then he got Dante in and noticed he was nearly the temperature of the Sun. So he ran tub and stripped them, conjured up a harness. He and the boys maneuvered the unconscious pair into the tub, with Clara laying back against Dante and wrapping the harness around them that way, running a tub of warm water and letting them be.
Three days later Clara and Dante woke up, body temps regulated again but the human part not fully regenerated. They very carefully avoided using any powers and meditated to bring their bodies back into balance. Clara painted and Dante sat cross legged in his dojo robe and meditated.
They did this several times a day and eventually the human half regenerated and they were able to relax and not worry about their powers getting away from them and hurting anyone.
Both were glad Michael was dead.
Now they just needed to train Clara's Ice Pheonix powers.
Yeah, that was going to be fun. Uh huh.
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