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V

In the Beginning

It was a few days later, and Sam and Dean had decided to head out, opting for some demon signs just outside of South Dakota. Lee had excitedly decided to join them, despite the protests of both Sam and Dean.

"I'm going with you," Lee announced, chair scraping as she stood, grabbing an oversized plaid shirt of Sam's and shoving her arms through the long sleeves.

"What? No. It's too dangerous. We can handle it," Sam frowned, watching her fumble with the sleeves before striding to her and rolling them up for her. Lee narrowed her eyes as he finished rolling up the left sleeve. "I don't care if it's dangerous, Sam. We were brought here to help; at least that's what I'm deducing from this whole mess." Rachel walked into the room then, dressed in a thin tank top and jeans, toweling off her still-damp hair. "What'd I miss?" she asked Bobby, who was watching the interaction from the table. "Sam and Dean are going on a hunt, Lee wants in. You going, too?" He asked her as she sat down next to him. Rachel shrugged. "I'm going if Lee is. You'll be okay here?" she responded. Bobby just grunted, rolling his eyes and sipping from his glass of whiskey. Rachel just shook her head.

Dean walked in then, noticing his tall brother frowning down at the small, 5'2" Lee.

"I'm going, Sam." Lee persisted, crossing her arms as she craned her neck to look up at him.

Dean stepped between them. "What? Trouble in paradise with you two?" He teased.

Sam looked confused. "What? No, Dean, she wants to go with us."

Dean scoffed, looking down at her. "Yeah, not gonna happen," he strode back to the refrigerator, grabbing a beer and settling down next to Rachel. Rachel glanced over at him. "Dude, it's like 7 in the morning."

He shrugged, taking a swig. "Great. I'm surrounded by two alcoholics, a midget, and a moose," she muttered, and Dean chuckled softly.

"Sounds like the start of a bad joke," Bobby commented, and Rachel laughed.

"Guys, we're going. We won't go on the hunt, but we're going," Rachel announced, and with that she stood and walked out of the kitchen.

Lee cleared her throat, taking a step back from Sam. "Yeah… what she said," she added firmly, skipping out after her friend.

Bobby snorted. "I like 'em. They're a nice break from you two idjits," he said. Dean looked offended, and Sam huffed angrily, plopping down in the chair where Rachel had been sitting.

They had arrived at the motel at around nightfall, and as soon as Dean had finished checking them in, they all hit the sack, exhausted.

Rachel awoke to the sound of Sam closing the hotel door. She and Lee had camped out on the floor between Sam and Dean's beds, and she carefully extracted herself from the blankets before creeping towards the door, pulling on her boots and following Sam out the door.

Lee was sitting in the grass in front of a beautiful green house. It was nighttime, and the stars were beautifully bright in contrast to the dark ebony sky. She sat there, content, as one of the windows grew bright. She squinted, confused as the inside of the window grew brighter. Suddenly, the house erupted into flames, and Lee was thrown backwards onto the grass. Her eyes widened. "Mom! Dad!" she screamed, running into the burning house. She could hear her mother screaming in agony, felt the flames lick at her heels. She coughed, choking on the smoke. The heat was unbearable, and she could smell something horrible, like meat being boiled and cooked as she heard her mother and father's wails of terror and pain. Suddenly, she was being pulled backward, dragged out of the house as she cried out—

Lee sat up, clutching at her throat as a strangled cry escaped her mouth. She clasped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide. Closing her eyes, she tried to calm her heartbeat before she realized that Rachel wasn't next to her. "What?" she whispered, noticing Sam's empty bed as well. She froze when she heard a quiet moan from Dean's bed. She stood, seeing Dean toss and turn. She sat down next to him, laying her hand on his shoulder. "Dean? She whispered, and his eyes flew open as the sound of wings fluttering caught her attention. Lee stood abruptly, stumbling backwards. "Jesus!" she exclaimed. Castiel looked at her, confused. "No, I am Castiel," he explained. She rolled her eyes as Dean sat up.

"Hello Dean. What were you dreaming about?" Cas asked, and Dean sighed, shoving his jacket off.

"What, do you two get your freak on by watching other people sleep?" he snapped.

"I tried to wake you up. You were having a nightmare." Lee explained. Dean's green gaze met hers briefly before he asked Cas, "What do you want?"

"Listen to me. You have to stop it," He answered in his gravelly voice.

"Stop what?" Lee asked at the same time as Dean, crossing her arms and sitting on the end of the bed.

Cas said nothing, simply touched Dean on the forehead, and he collapsed back onto the pillows.

"Cas! What the hell?" Lee exclaimed, crawling over to Dean, and placing her fingers over his pulse. It was normal, and steady.

There was a flutter of wings, and Lee turned to see that Cas was gone. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me!" She called out angrily as Rachel walked through the door. "And where the hell have you been?" Lee shouted, and Rachel confusedly whipped her head up to look at her friend.

"Whoa! What happened?" She asked, shutting the door and rushing over to where Lee was crouched over Dean. "Cas showed up and Marty McFly'ed him into the past. Remember?" Lee explained. "Where the hell were you?"

Rachel checked his pulse, and then met her friend's angry gaze. "I followed Sam. He met up with Ruby, and then they drove off into the sunset."

"What… were you thinking?" Lee asked incredulously.

"What are you talking about Lee? I had it covered." She walked over to Sam's bed, plopping down. Lee just shook her head, unable to speak. She couldn't believe that her friend would be so stupid as to put herself in danger. She stood, grabbing the blanket from the floor and covering Dean's unconscious body with it.

"So, what? We just sit here until Cas shows back up?" She asked Rachel.

"Yeah, I guess."

Lee sighed, settling down on the bed next to Dean.

About an hour later, after sitting in silence, Rachel finally spoke.

"I'm sorry."

Lee lifted her head, pulling herself out of her half-asleep, half-awake state. She cleared her throat. "For what?"

Rachel turned, facing her. "For everything. I—"she shook her head, looking down.

"Rache, what? I'm not playing Blue's Clues with you, so you might as well spit it out," Lee retorted.

Rachel looked up. "I just don't know what to do. I mean, on the one hand, I have zero control over what happens here… and on the other, I can change everything. It kinda freaks me out, you know?"

Lee pursed her lips, saying nothing. She opened her mouth to respond and jumped as she heard Cas' wings before he appeared beside her. She straightened as Dean awoke, sitting up and throwing the blanket off of him.

"I couldn't stop any of it," he muttered after a long pause. "She still made the deal." He added. He shook his head slowly, leaning forward.

"She still died in the nursery, didn't she?" he asked, looking at Cas.

Lee held her tongue, looking down.

"Don't be too hard on yourself. You couldn't have stopped it," Cas responded, staring straight ahead.

Dean stood. "What?"

"Destiny can't be changed, Dean. All roads lead to the same destination," he answered, standing and facing Dean.

"Then why'd you send me back?" Dean questioned, voice breaking.

"For the truth. Now you know everything we do."

"What the hell are you talking about," Dean whispered furiously.

Cas looked meaningfully at Sam's bed, where Rachel sat.

"Where's Sam?" Dean asked.

"We know what Azaezel did to your brother. What we don't know is why—what his end game is. He went to great lengths to cover that up."

"Where's Sam?" Dean posed, more forcefully.

"425 Waterman," Cas told him, and Dean grabbed his jacket, slinging it on as Cas continued, "Your brother is on a dangerous road, Dean, and we're not sure where it leads. So stop it, or we will," he threatened as Dean loaded his colt.

Cas disappeared as Dean ran out to the Impala. Lee and Rachel ran after him, and Lee slid into the front seat as Rachel got in the back.

Dean didn't say anything as he sped out of the parking lot.

"Dean—" Lee began.

"Shut up," he growled.

They pulled up in front of the abandoned factory, and Dean jumped out, cocking his gun. Lee ran in front of him. "Dean, wait," She pleaded, grabbing his arm. He glowered at her, jade eyes glinting. "I don't think you wanna see this." She warned as she heard Rachel shut the door of the impala and sprint up to them.

"Oh, believe me, sweetheart, I do," he roughly shoved past her, but Lee stepped in front of him, looking up at him and blocking his way.

"Move." He threatened. "I can't let you do this, Dean," she said, as Rachel spoke. "Lee, let him go."

Dean grabbed Lee's arm, twisting her around and pinning her to the wall.

"Stay here," he grumbled in her ear, before shoving her to the ground. She grunted, wincing at the hard landing

Rachel skipped to her. "Lee, we can't stop everything bad. Dean's got to find out," she consoled her friend.

"I know," Lee griped, and they both headed back to the impala to wait, leaning on the hood.

"… but seriously, the man had a gun in his hands," Rachel teased after a little while.

Lee snorted. "Says the chick who went out after a demon and a junkie in the middle of the night, knowing we had bad people on our ass," she shot back.

Rachel winced. "Touché."

There was a loud crash from inside the building, and Lee stiffened as Rachel put an arm around her, keeping her from going in.

Suddenly, Ruby exited, holding up a seemingly injured man as she led him to a car parked near the entrance. She drove off as Dean stormed out of the building. "Dean, wait!" they heard Sam call after him as Dean got into the impala. Lee and Rachel walked around the sides to get in, but Dean locked the doors, glaring ahead as he sped off.

Sam ran up to them.

"You said you wouldn't tell him! You promised!" He yelled, grabbing Lee's shirt.

"Hey, hey!" Rachel shouted, pulling Sam off of Lee, and glaring at him. "The hell, man? We didn't tell him, alright? He found out from Cas!"

Sam just shook his head and stormed off, running a hand through his long hair.

Okay, sorry I haven't been updating very much, I've been super busy with school and such, but I've got a week before Fall semester starts, so I should have more time:) yay! So, if you have any questions about the characters or the story, feel free to review! Please, favorite and follow and such if you like the fanfic.

P.s. if you have any suggestions or anything, I'm all ears! I don't know if I'm going to ship anyone yet, it all depends on where this goes,but if you want, Message me, or whatever and I'll message you back. Sorry this was a somewhat short chapter, but if I'd kept going, it would have been super long, so yeah. Thanks for reading!:D