Heaven and Hell Part 2

"We still got the hex bags." Dean said. "I saw we head back to the panic room."

"What, forever?" Ruby asked.

"I'm just thinking out loud!"

"Oh, you call that thinking?" she snarked.

"Hey!" Sam cut in. "Hey, hey, hey. Stop it."

"Anna's grace is gone." Ruby said. "You understand? She can't angel up. She can't protect us. We can't fight Heaven and Hell. One side maybe, but not both. Not at once."

"Um… guys?" Anna cut in. "The angels are talking again."

"What are they saying?" Angela asked.

"It's weird…like a recording… a loop. It says, 'Dean Winchester gives us Anna by midnight, or…'"

"Or what?" Dean asked.

"'…or we hurl him back to damnation."

"Anna… do you know of any weapon that works on an angel?" Angela asked.

"To what? To kill them?" Anna asked.

Angela nodded.

"Nothing we could get to… not right now." Anna replied.

"Okay, wait, wait." Dean said. "I say we call Bobby. We get him back from hedonism."

"Dean, what's he gonna tell us that we don't already know?" Sam asked.

"I don't know, but we got to think of something!" Dean exclaimed.

~/~\~

Dean was studying a book over the Impala.

"Hey. Holding up okay?" Dean asked.

"Trying." Anna replied.

"Yeah."

"A little scared, I guess. So, um… Dean… I just wanted to thank you."

"For what?"

"Everything." Anna shrugged. "You guys, you didn't have to help me—

"Hey, let's can the 'thanks for trying' speech, you know? Participation trophies suck ass."

"I don't know. Maybe I don't deserve to be saved."

"Don't talk like that."

"I disobeyed." She said. "Lucifer disobeyed. It's our murder one, and I knew it. Maybe I got to pay."

"Yeah, well, we've all done things we got to pay for." Dean said.

"I got to tell you something." She admitted. "And you're not gonna like it."

"Okay. What?"

"About a week ago, I heard the angels talking… about you… what you did in Hell. Dean, I know. It wasn't your fault. You should forgive yourself."

"Anna, I don't w-want to, uh… I don't want to… I can't talk about that."

"I know." She nodded. "But when you can, you have people that want to help. You are not alone. That's all I'm trying to say."

She kissed Dean.

"What was that for?" he blinked.

"You know…" she smiled. "Or last night on earth… all that."

"You're stealing my best line." He smirked.

~/~\~

Ready for love by Bad Company was playing while Dean and Anna made love.

~/~\~

Sam and Angela were asleep over open books as Ruby left.

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"Look at that." Uriel smirked. "It's so cute when monkeys war clothes."

Angela looked at Dean and then at Uriel. "We're dreaming, aren't we?"

"It's the only way we could chat… since you're hiding like cowards."

"Don't normally see of your leash." Angela noted. "Where's your boss?"

"Castiel?" Uriel asked. "Oh, he, uh… he's not here. See, he had this weakness. Contrary to what you believe, he likes you." He smirked at Angela. "Time's up, we want the girl."

"Wouldn't try that if I were you." Dean replied. "See, she got her grace back. Full-blown angel now."

"That would be a neat trick, considering…" Uriel took out a necklace. "…I have her grace right here. We can't let Hell get their hooks into her."

"Well, then why don't you just give her back her angel juice?" Dean asked.

"She committed a serious crime."

"What? Thinking for herself?" Angela asked.

"This is our business, not yours. She's not even human… not technically."

"Yeah, well, I guess I just like being a pain in the pooper." Dean shrugged.

"No." Uriel smirked. "There's more. You cut yourself a slice of… angel food cake. Didn't you? Huh? You did."

Angela glanced at Dean. "Really, Dean?" she raised a brow.

He looked at her and shrugged. He looked back at Uriel. "What do you care? You're junkless down there, right? Like a Ken doll?"

"Ooh. Well, it's your last chance. Give is the girl, or—

"Or what?" Dean challenged. "What, you're gonna toss me back in the hole? You're bluffing."

"Try me. This is a whole lot bigger than the plans we got for you, Dean. You can be replaced."

"What the hell? Go ahead and do it." Dean said.

"You're just crazy enough to go, aren't you?" Uriel asked.

"What can I say? I don't break easy."

"Oh, yes… you do. You just got to know where to apply the right pressure."

~/~\~

"I don't know, man. Where's Ruby?" Sam asked.

"Hey, she's your Hell buddy." Dean drank from his flask.

"Little early for that, isn't it?" Angela asked.

Dean shrugged. "It's 2 a.m. somewhere."

"You okay?" Anna asked.

"Yeah, of course." Dean replied.

The doors opened with a blast and Castiel and Uriel entered.

"Hello, Anna. It's good to see you." Castiel said.

"How? How did you find us?" Sam asked. He paused. "Dean? Angie?"

"I'm sorry." Dean told Anna.

"Why?" Sam asked.

"Because they gave them a choice." Anna replied. "They either kill me… or kill you. I know how their minds work."

Anna kissed Dean goodbye.

"You did the best you could. I forgive you. And you too, Angela." Anna said. "Okay. No more tricks. No more running. I'm ready."

~/~\~

"I'm sorry." Castiel said.

"No. You're not. Not really. You don't know the feeling." Anna replied.

"Still, we have a history. It's just—

"Orders are orders. I know. Just make it quick."

Alastair, a bleeding Ruby and another demon appeared.

"Don't you touch a hair on that poor girl's head." Alastair said.

"How dare you come in this room… you pussing sore?" Uriel asked.

"Name-calling. That hurt my feelings… you sanctimonious, fanatical prick."

"Turn around and walk away now." Castiel said.

"Sure. Just give us the girl. We'll make sure she gets punished good and proper."

"You know who we are and what we will do." Castiel replied. "I won't say it again. Leave now… or we lay you to waste."

"Think I'll take my chances."

Angels and demons began to fight. Castiel tried to exorcise Alastair with his hand with no result.

"Sorry, kiddo." Alastair smirked. "Why don't you go run to daddy?"

Uriel exorcised a demon.

"Aaaaahhhh!" the demon yelled.

Alastair began to exorcise Castiel. "Potestas inferna, me confirma. Potestas inferna, me confirma. Potestas inferna, me confirma!"

Dean hit Alastair with a crowbar.

"Dean, Dean, Dean… I am so disappointed." Alastair said. "You had such promise."

Alastair attacked Dean, Sam and Angels. Anna took her grace from Uriel while he was killing the other demon.

"No!" Uriel yelled.

Anna broke the pendant releasing the grace, Whit light flowed into her mouth.

"Shut your eyes. Shut your eyes! Shut your eyes!" Anna exclaimed.

Bright light came out of Anna's body and made Alastair disappear, leaving behind Ruby's knife.

"Well, what are you guys waiting for?" Angela asked. "Go get Anna. Unless, of course, you're scared."

"This isn't over." Uriel glared at her.

"Oh, it looks over to me, junkless." Dean replied.

Castiel and Uriel disappeared.

"You okay?" Sam asked.

"Not so much." Ruby replied.

"What took you so long to get here?" Dean asked.

"Sorry I'm late with the demon delivery. I was only being tortured." Ruby replied.

"I got to hand it to you, Sammy." Angela sighed. "Bringing them all together all at once, angels and demons. It was a damn good plan."

Sam smiled a bit at Angela. "Yeah, well, when you got Godzilla and Mothra on your ass, best to get out of their way and let them fight."

"Yeah, now you're just bragging." Dean laughed.

"So, I guess she's some big-time angel now, huh?" Sam asked. "She must be happy… wherever she is."

"I doubt it." Dean said.

~/~\~

Sam was sitting on the hood of the Impala with a beer, and Dean and Angela were leaning against the side of the car near him.

"I can't believe we made it out of there." Angela said.

"Again." Sam added.

They held out their bottles and clinked them.

"I know you heard him, both of you did." Dean said.

"Who?" Sam asked.

"Alastair. What he said… about how I had promise."

"I heard him." Angela nodded.

"You're not curious?"

"Dean, I'm damn curious." Sam shrugged. "But you're not talking about Hell, and I'm not pushing."

"It wasn't four months, you know."

"What?" Angela frowned.

"It was four months up here, but down there… I don't know. Time's different. It was more like 40 years."

"My God." Sam muttered.

"They, uh… they sliced and carved and tore at me in ways that you… until there was nothing left." Dean said. "And then, suddenly… I would be whole again… like magic… just so they could start in all over. And Alastair… at the end of every day… every one… he would come over. And he would make me and offer. To take me off the rack… if I put souls on… if I started torturing." He added. "And every day, I told him to stick it where the sun shines. For 30 years, I told him. But then I couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't. And I got off that rack. God help me, I got right off it, and I started ripping them apart. I lost count of how many souls." A tear ran down his cheek. "The, the things that I did to them."

Angela looked up at Dean and hugged him tightly. "Dean… Dean Winchester, look, you held out for 30 god damn years. That's longer than anyone would have." She replied.

Dean hugged her back, crying. "How I feel… this… inside me… I wish I couldn't feel anything, Angie. I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing."

A/N: Hey guys, hope you liked the chapter! I am working something out with Cas/Angie, and I'm excited!

Don't forget to review, review, review! Love ya!

~Emily