A/N- Here come the Halliwell's! I also want to give you fair warning, this chapter has lemons in it! My story is rated M for a reason.. Anyways, read on please. Oh and I don't own Supernatural or Charmed.
Chapter Eight
John stood in front of the house at 1329 Prescott Street in San Francisco, California. He knew that inside, he'd get some of the answers he'd been looking for, so he could get back to Dean and Adora. He knew that they were all right on their own for now, and that Sam had decided to hunt with them. He smiled to himself, maybe being out of the picture would be good for his family and give Adora what she wanted from Sam. He wasn't sure he liked the idea of being away from them indefinitely, but he needed to take care of this demonic bastard before he could be with his kids again. Sighing deeply he walked up to the door and rang the bell. A petite woman with sparkling brown eyes and a ready smile answered the door.
"John Winchester," she said, "what brings you here?"
"Just a few questions for my favorite witches," He answered.
"Flattery will get you everywhere with me," she winked. "Come on in, I have some time before I have to get to the paper." John smiled and stepped in the door of the old house. He remembered when he'd first been here a few years earlier when a demon he'd been tracking came here. The old woman who destroyed it had shocked the hell out of him, but he'd quickly learned about the benefit of these particular kind of witches.
"I heard about Prue," he said. "I'm really very sorry for your loss." The woman looked at him, sadness coming out.
"It's hard, losing a sister," She said. "Piper and I were lost for months, but it's weird. You know how mom had a thing with her whitelighter before she died?" John nodded. "They had a baby girl and now I have a baby sister. Her name is Paige." Her face lit up, "she's in the kitchen, come meet her." John followed the woman into the kitchen, smiling as the hominess washed over him. He was surprised to see a woman with reddish colored hair bent over a cauldron and studying with seriousness. "Hey Paige," the woman said, getting her sister's attention.
"What is it Phoebe? I'm trying to turn my hair back to brown." Paige said, looking up. "Oh, I'm sorry, I meant.." Her voice trailed off, not sure how she was going to explain this.
"Paige, this is an old family friend, John Winchester," Phoebe said. "John, this is Paige, the newest Halliwell sister." Paige smiled at John and Phoebe turned to him. "I'm not sure what we can help you with, John, but we can talk about it when I get home from the paper tonight. Piper is doing stuff related to the club so tonight will be the best time. Will you stay here? We have the extra room." John nodded, remembering how charismatic the witch was. She grinned, "Great! Go get your stuff and you can stay in your normal room, I'll call Piper and let her know you're here. She will be excited to see you, and introduce you to her husband, Leo." Phoebe leaned up and kissed John on the cheek before leaving him alone in the kitchen with Paige.
"So," Paige said, trying to work out the potion in the cauldron. "You know my sisters." John nodded before asking.
"How did you turn your hair red?" Paige blushed.
"I was trying to learn this difficult banishing potion, it's supposed to work on higher level demons, but it exploded and my hair turned red." She explained. John nodded.
"I'm going to go get my things and put them in the room Phoebe said I could stay in," he said. Paige nodded in a distracted manner and he walked out of the room, knowing they could help him and already liking the newest sister for the Halliwell's.
Meanwhile, the Winchester trio were getting gas and breakfast at a Seattle truck stop while Sam checked his email. He read an email sent to him. Confused, he reread it. Adora caught on to his mood and looked over at him.
"What's up?" She asked walking up behind him and kissing his cheek. He smiled and looked at her, still amazed that she loved him.
"It's my friend, Zach." Sam said. "He's been convicted of murdering his girlfriend." Adora frowned as she looked over the email. It was from someone named Becky. "His sister sent me an email letting me know. She says there's no way he can be guilty because he was with her."
"Do you think it's our kind of problem?" Adora asked him. He shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know, but I have a feeling that we need to be there." He said. She nodded, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.
"Then we'll go." She said. Dean walked up, carrying coffee for all three of them.
"Go where?" He asked.
"St Louis." Sam answered, "a friend of mine is being charged with murder and his sister says he couldn't have done it. It may or may not be something we can help with, but I feel like we need to be there." Dean watched him for a moment before nodding.
"Okay then, it'll take us about four days to get there," He said. Sam nodded and closed his computer. Adora still had her arms wrapped around him when he stood up and he wound up lifting her off her feet. He slightly adjusted so he could easily carry her, causing her to giggle. She loved that he was strong enough to literally sweep her off her feet whenever he chose to. Dean rolled his eyes, but smiled and silently vowed to give them some much needed alone time that night. They finished eating and got on the road, Sam sitting in the front this time.
About seven hours later, they were passing through Idaho when Dean decided it was time to stop for the night. He pulled them into a town called Coeur D'Alene and checked them into a seedy motel, near a bar called the Hogfish. After they had dinner, Adora suggested that they watch a movie. Dean knew she wanted a chance to cuddle with Sam, so he decided to leave before either of them said anything.
"I'm gonna go to the bar, you two have fun," Dean said, grinning at them. As he walked out he held his arm over his head in a triumphant gesture. Adora, recognising his move from The Breakfast Club yelled out.
"No chick-flick moments, Dean!" He turned around and stuck his tongue out at her. Sam chuckled.
"That was mature," he commented. She laughed as Sam flipped through the channels. They finally settled on Pretty in Pink. Adora was only watching it half-heartedly while Sam's arm traced up and down her spine, sending tingles through her body. She looked up to see him watching her closely. She flushed slightly. He leaned in to kiss her and she kissed him back, pulling him on top of her
Her hands traveled down his shirt, ghosting over his defined abs. He twitched slightly as she tickled him lightly. She smiled against his mouth as her fingers found the bottom of the t-shirt he was wearing and she lifted it up baring his tan skin. He paused and pulled back to look at her.
"Are you sure, Dora?" He asked, hesitantly. He didn't want her to regret anything. She used the moment to finish pulling the shirt over his head and flipped him on to his back, straddling him.
"Of course I am." She said, "been waiting for you for forever. I don't want to wait any longer." She kissed him and his doubts flew out the window as he explored her body with his hands. She left his mouth and started placing tiny kisses all down his neck as she moved to one of his hard nipples. She gently massaged one nipple with her tongue, earning a contented moan from him as his hands gently began to pull her shirt off. She pulled her head back long enough for her shirt to go over her head and join Sam's on the floor. She grinned at Sam, who was obviously more nervous than she was. "I love you, Sam."
"I love you, too, Dora." He replied, pulling her down to him, she felt his hardness against her jeans and smiled at him, desire evident in her eyes. His hands traced the outline of her body gently as he unbuttoned her jeans. She moved so that they could come off and join the shirts and she tugged his jeans off as well. They paused for a moment, each drinking in the sight of the other in just their underwear before Sam kissed her more fiercely than he had before. Adora kissed back with equal fierceness, showing him how much she wanted this, wanted him. His hand moved up to cup a breast through her bra and she arched into his touch. In a quick movement, he removed the barrier and his lips were on her nipples, massaging with his tongue and causing a moan to erupt from her lips.
"Sammm," she breathed as he moved one hand down her belly to her underwear, which were already becoming damp with her arousal. He pressed one finger in between her netherlips and stroked upwards causing her to inhale in a quick, delighted gasp. He found the little bundle of nerves that he knew would make her go crazy and began rubbing it in quick circles. "Sam, I'm gonna.." Her voice trailed off as her body exploded, forcing her eyes closed. As her body began to come down from her first orgasm, she noticed that Sam had taken both of their underwear off and she got her first look at him. He was big there, as in all other places on his body, but she knew he wouldn't hurt her more than necessary.
"Dora," he said, his voice was strained. "If you want to stop, I understand. I don't know how not to hurt you while doing this." She felt a surge of love fill her as she knew he would take care of her. She sat up partially and brought his face to hers kissing him urgently.
"I never want you to stop, Sam." She said, her face centimeters from his, "if you do, I promise I will never speak to you again." He looked at her in the eyes, making sure it was truly all right, then he kissed her again, gently. "I love you." She breathed as he positioned himself at her entrance.
"I love you, too." He responded as he pushed into her. He felt her sharp intake of breath and saw a tear emerge as he breached her barrier. He froze, giving her a minute to get used to having him inside her. After a moment, she began to move, encouraging him to do the same. Her breaths became harder and more rough as he could feel her nearing her second climax. She moaned, as she felt like her body was going to come apart at the seams.
"Oh, God, Sam don't stop." She whimpered, then she could feel her body tighten as her orgasm washed over her body and she screamed, "Sam!" At the top of her lungs.
As she tightened around Sam, he felt himself cum and as wave after wave released from him, he cried out "Dora!" Their voices mixed and they rode out their orgasms together before collapsing on the bed in the aftermath of their lovemaking and passing out from sheer exhaustion. Sam woke briefly as he heard Dean outside their door and pulled a blanket over them before wrapping an arm protectively around Adora and falling back asleep. Dean walked in and looked at the two of them, smirking to himself as he got ready for bed and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning, Adora woke up with Sam wrapped around her body. She looked over at him and smiled, glad for what they had done the previous night. As she moved out of his arms, she noticed that she was slightly stiff and sticky, she nodded to herself, deciding that a shower was definitely in order for her. She leaned over and kissed Sam quickly on the lips before gathering her clothes for the day and going into the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, she stepped out of the shower feeling human and refreshed. She walked back into the room to see Sam still sleeping, but Dean awake and flipping through channels. She grinned at him and sat down on the bed beside him.
"Good morning, Addie." Dean said, happily. "Did you sleep well?"
"Surprisingly, yes." Adora said, beaming at her brother. "You?"
"Not as good as you two," Dean responded, before nodding at Sam. "Looks like you knocked him out." Adora laughed.
"I really should call Zoe," she said. "I didn't tell her Sam and I were together yet."
"You do that," Dean said, "I'm gonna go get breakfast, it'll take me a couple of hours." He winked and walked out of the room. Adora grinned and moved onto the bed where Sam was sleeping, the blanket low enough on his body to be showing his whole torso. She took off her clothes and straddled him, with the blanket between them and started kissing him.
"Good. Morning. Sammy." She said punctuating each word with a kiss, trying to wake him up. He opened his eyes and gazed into her beautiful blue orbs.
"Good morning, Dora." He said, kissing her. He then looked around, "where's Dean?"
"Went to get breakfast, I thought we could have a round two, if you're interested," she smiled at him, his eyes immediately went dark with arousal and he flipped so that she was underneath him, pinning her arms above her head. He kissed her deeply, causing her to arch her back into him and making him groan with desire. Holding her arms up with one hand, he pulled the blanket from between them and ran his hand up her leg.
"I love you," he said, smiling at her.
"I love you, too." She responded, kissing him. He spread her legs for easier access and ran his thumb across her pleasure spot. She gasped into his mouth and he took the opportunity to deepen their kiss as he massaged the little bundle of nerves. As she began to shake with an orgasm, he pushed deep inside her and set a steady pace, bringing her close to her release. "God, Sammy, that feels so good," she moaned out as she felt her body tighten around his. Sam groaned as his body reached it's peak and they came together, screaming each other's name in ecstasy. He collapsed on her, as they both tried to regain their breathing.
Fearing he was too heavy for her, Sam pulled off her and she felt a slight disappointment at the loss in contact. He leaned over and kissed her before whispering, "Wanna join me in the shower?" She nodded and followed him into the bathroom. About thirty minutes later, they were clean and completely sated. They got dressed and were ready to leave when Dean got back with their food. As they were driving away Adora looked out over the lake that Coeur D'Alene was next to.
"That water is so blue, I wish it was the right time of year for a swim." She said, Sam looked out the window and admired it too. Suddenly, Adora's phone started playing Zoe's ringtone. Sam groaned and Dean chuckled.
"Oh my God, I was so gonna call you later!" She said, excitedly. She heard Zoe chuckle on the other end.
"Are you in the car?" She asked.
"Yeah, I'll call you when we stop for lunch, okay?" Adora responded.
"Absolutely," Zoe said. "Talk to you later, babe." Adora hung up the phone and smiled at Sam. He returned her smile and she went back to the book that had been sitting in her lap, and put on her headphones, tuning the world out. Dean shook his head and looked over at Sam.
"Finally, huh, Sammy?" He asked. Sam blushed.
"Shut up," was all he could say in response. Dean laughed and reached over to nudge him on the shoulder.
"I know you two have been into each other for forever," Dean said, "so I'll spare you the teasing, but Sammy even though you're my brother, she's my sister. You hurt her and I will hunt you down." Sam looked over at him and nodded.
"I'll let you," he said. "But I can't imagine wanting to be with anyone else, or ever hurting her."
"You better not," Dean said. "I don't want to be put in that situation." Sam nodded, he knew that if he ever hurt Adora, it would be like ripping off his own arms. A few hours later, they were driving through a small city in Montana and Dean decided to stop for lunch and gas. As he filled up the car, Adora walked a few steps away to call Zoe. She picked up on the third ring.
"Hello, Addie!" she trilled into the phone. "Why did you want to call me?"
"I wanted to tell you about the most amazing thing to happen to me!" Adora said, excitedly.
"What happened?" Zoe asked.
"Sam and I got together!" Adora answered. She had to pull her phone slightly away from her ear at the excited squealing coming from her friend.
"Oh my God!" Zoe said, "I knew it was only a matter of time! How did he tell you?"
"Well we were locked in a cage because of this psycho redneck family who had a thing for hunting humans," She said, "and I couldn't take it any longer so I told him, ya know how it is when things happen, I just knew that I had to tell him. When I did, he kissed me! A full out perfect melt your knees, make your bones turn to jelly kiss!" Zoe whistled, she didn't think the younger of the Winchester brothers had it in him. "So anyway, after that, he told me he'd loved me for forever too. I was so happy, even though we were locked in a cage, because I knew everything was going to be okay and it's just gotten better since then."
"Did you sleep with him yet?" Zoe asked. Adora blushed.
"Zoe!" She exclaimed.
"What? It's important to know!" Zoe responded.
"Yes, I did." Adora responded, "twice in the bed and once in the shower. Happy?"
"Ecstatic," Zoe said. "Was he any good?"
"I literally saw stars," Adora said. Zoe laughed.
"I'm so happy for you." Zoe said, then she was quiet for a moment. "Addie?"
"Yeah?" Adora answered.
"Do you think Dean will ever see me as more than your best friend?" Zoe asked.
"Yes," Adora responded, "he already checks you out when he thinks no one is looking."
"Yay!" Zoe sounded happy about that. Adora saw Dean flagging her.
"I have to go, Dean's done putting gas in the car." Adora said. "I'll call you when we're done with the hunt we're on."
"Okay, be safe." Zoe said.
"Of course," Adora said. She hung up the phone and walked back over to where Dean was waiting for her.
"How's Zoe?" Dean asked.
"Good," Adora answered, getting into shotgun, as Sam was still in the store. "I told her about Sam and I. She's really happy for us." Dean nodded.
"Does she have a boyfriend?" He asked, trying to seem nonchalant.
"Not that I'm aware of," Adora said. "Why?"
"No reason," He answered quickly, his voice cracking slightly. Adora shrugged and let it go. Sam came back and sat in the back seat, handing food to both Adora and Dean and they took off again to head to St. Louis.
Meanwhile, back at the Halliwell Manor, John had talked to Piper about the yellow-eyed demon and they were looking through the Book of Shadows to see if there were any reference to it. Paige was currently looking through the book as she'd had the least amount of practice with it. Piper and John were talking and Phoebe was holding baby Wyatt.
"Here we go," Paige said, finally. "It turns out the demon you're hunting is called Azazel, and right next to his picture, Grams put an entry about a gun that can kill him. I would usually say a Power of Three spell could take care of this guy, but I don't think we'll be around when you find him." John nodded his head.
"Tell me about this gun," He asked her.
"It says here it was made for a Hunter by Samuel Colt," Paige read. "It's easily recognizable by the latin written on it. It says I fear no evil on the barrel, I can scry for it, but I don't know if it'll work."
"Scrying usually only works on a witch," Phoebe explained to John who nodded. Paige pulled out a map of the U.S. and an amethyst crystal on a string. Focusing her thoughts on the Colt, she hung the crystal over the map. It started spinning rapidly before falling out of her hand.
"I got the state it's in, but nothing more specific." Paige said, "the Colt is in Colorado."
"That's closer than I was," John said, taking Wyatt from Phoebe. "I'll head out to Colordo in the morning to see about tracking it down, then." Piper nodded and John walked downstairs holding the baby and talking nonsense baby talk to him.
Three days later, Sam, Dean and Adora were pulling in front of Becky's house. She was looking distressed as she opened the door. Her face showed shock as she recognized Sam.
"Sam?" She asked, "what are you doing here?"
"It sounded like you could use some support." Sam said, "This is my brother, Dean and Adora." Becky looked over the two of them.
"Come in, Sam's told me so much about you." She smiled allowing them in to the house. Sam looked around as Adora stayed close to Dean. The afternoon passed quickly and they convinced Becky to let them check out the crime scene and view the tape. By the end of the afternoon, they knew it was their type of job and that they were hunting a shifter. They were walking through the park when Adora spotted him. The three of them split up, agreeing to meet back at the Impala in ten minutes. Adora was walking through a particularly dark part of the park, with a silver knife in hand when something snuck up behind her and hit her in the back of the head. Her last thought before everything went black was that Sam and Dean were going to freak when she didn't come back.
A couple of hours later, she was coming to consciousness with a groan. She found herself lying on a bed in an underground lair. She still had the knife in her hand for some reason, but it didn't help her be any more comfortable. Something moved in the shadows, making her freeze in trepidation. She relaxed slightly when she saw it was Dean.
"Did you find it?" She asked him, Dean smiled softly before walking up to her and pushing her back in the bed, kissing her. She pushed him away. "What the hell, Dean?"
"Did I pick the wrong brother, Addie?" The pseudo-Dean asked. "I could tell that both brothers had strong feelings for you, but now I can tell this one, only looks at you as a sister, where as this one," He changed into Sam, shedding his skin, "wants your body and soul. Are you going to give it to me again, Dora? You know I want you." Pseudo-Sam pushed her down, forcing her to kiss him and pinning her arms above her head. "I just want someone to love me. Can you do that?" He grunted as she kicked him hard in the stomach. Pseudo-Sam looked at her in surprise. "You little bitch, I'm gonna kill you slowly. Your Sam will find your body down here, sliced into ribbons." He started hitting her, in places she didn't know he could hit. She felt her bones breaking and puncturing her internal organs.
A bright blue light behind the Shifter distracted him from his assault on her body long enough for her to throw the silver knife. It struck his arm, wounding him, but not fatally. He looked at her and snarled, a look she'd never seen on Sam's face before and kicked her in the head, knocking it against the cement wall. She fell unconscious again as the Shifter ran away, as fast as he could. The blue light that had been so distracting for the Shifter formed into a person. He was medium height with sandy brown hair and concerned blue eyes.
He rolled her over, concerned that she didn't make a sound. A quick scan of her body showed several broken bones, punctured lungs, a cracked skull and a potentially broken hip bone. He knew he could heal the more fatal of her wounds, but some of these things needed more rest. He decided to take her to Piper and the other two Halliwells to see what they could do for her. He leaned down, careful of her injuries and orbed them out of the sewers.
Sam had been freaking out pretty steadily for the past three hours since Adora went missing. He paced their hotel room unceasingly while Dean sat there looking shocked and worried.
"Where in the hell can she be?" Sam asked Dean for what seemed like the millionth time. "You don't think that thing has killed her, do you?" Dean looked at Sam with a haunted look in his eyes.
"I don't know where she is, but if she could, she would have called us." He said. "It may have her captured, we will find her." Sam nodded and flopped down on a bed.
"We'll look through the sewers again tomorrow." Sam said, firmly. Dean nodded, because there was nothing else to say.
The next day, they were looking around the sewers when they came across the shifter's nest. It looked at them without any surprise in it's face.
"I was wondering if you were going to come looking for her," it said. "Your little Adora." Sam felt his body tense as this thing, disguised as Dean, walked close to him. "She screamed for you, you know. When I beat her, breaking every bone in her body I could. I couldn't help but wonder if she would scream like that in the sack. Does she?"
"Where is she?" Sam asked. The shifter smirked before shifting it's gaze to Dean, who had a gun firmly locked on it.
"I don't know," it said. "I left her here because I heard a noise and went to investigate. When I came back, she was gone. It's sad, really. I was planning on having more fun with her." Dean shot it through the heart and the shifter fell down, dead. Sam went to look for a clue as to where Adora was, but only found her shoes.
"Do you think.." Sam's voice trailed off, as pain filled his heart.
"No, Sammy." Dean said firmly. "She's not dead. I don't know where she is, but we'll look for her, okay?" Sam nodded and they left the sewer, knowing that they would probably never see Adora again.