End of the Verse 2
Zombie AU

Summary: ZOMBIES! Dean, Cas, Sam and Charlie three years in and traveling the backroads. Not only do they have zombies to deal with but humans and all the rest.

Authors Note: Second part, this verse is open for prompts on tumblr! Enjoy and thanks for the two for guess, I am going to award ThatOneSuperwholockian as she nailed most of the people that do appear in this chapter :P I also might revisit this story I want more guts and gore but a day isn't enough for detail like that. ENJOY! This chapter was so much harder because I needed to kill people I like not just disposable non named peeps. CRY! There was an additional plot line but I just couldn't do it in time if I go back to this story I will dive into it. It would have added another four thousand or more words. Couldn't my friends!

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THEN

A few months passed without another loss, they closed ranks and stopped looking for people and took to filling supplies and taking back water roads to avoid humans also. It was tiring they didn't have enough fighters and too many children, Dean and Castiel were really the only two that knew how to fight the others tended to panic if one of them wasn't around so they had to divide themselves up. They would switch from protection to hunters back and forth one remaining with the main group of children and teenagers while most of the others would go out hunting for food, and supplies.

It was a nice spring day when Dean took Kevin, Kristy and Ben into a town they had seen a few hours back the day before but it had been dark and everyone tired. He had talked it over with Cass when the rest of them went to bed and they agreed to at least go and look for Gas. Everything was going smoothly, Dean checked for rigs before setting the teens to their path. They worked on filling the gas cans they brought with while Dean kept watch, he felt like something was in the town but he couldn't tell what at the moment.

They were finishing the last one when the growls started, "Pack it up," Dean told them softly but firmly flicking open the cover of his knew machete he then checked his shotgun, removed the safety. "Time to leave." The teens nod and set to packing up, Dean listens and watches the street they are most likely to come racing out of, he wasn't even shocked at the face he sees before he sees the mob of former humans.

"Meg!" he spat in distaste, at least she looked more shocked than he was.

"Dean Winchester!" She exclaimed when she came to a stop and looked around at the gathered group, "got some kink I wasn't aware of?"

"Shut up and fuck off," he turned to the teens, "get it packed up and get in we are leaving." He turned back to Meg and he didn't know what to do with a Demon that looked hopeful and he almost frowned but refused as he turned his attention to the corner as the first and fastest ragger turned onto the main street. "Fuck. GO!" He screamed and took off to the car keeping the teens ahead of them he can hear Meg right on his heels and he wonders if he can leave her behind, they could use another fighter but she was a demon.

"I'll pull my own weight, I just need a cause Dean, give me one and I'll be devout." Meg called as they ran back the short way to the car and after the gas was in the trunk and kids safe Dean turned to see the ragger approaching, he leveled his shotgun and took the shot. Pieces of brain, skull and hair rained down and they had about thirty seconds.

"Why me?"

"Why not?"

"I'm me,"

"Yeah you are; but you fight for what you think is worthwhile."

"I kill your kind, I would kill you if I could."

"Will you?" Dead lock for a few seconds before Dean growled slightly and jerked his head.

"Get in the fucking car." It only took fifteen seconds. They were peeling out of the town and were back on the roads backtracking to ensure they didn't bring any unexpected visitors back to base; the car ride was tense to say the least.

Little did anyone reason it was tense more than one reason, Dean didn't tell anyone but while running back to the car his leg had been cut on something random, it wasn't a bad wound and he would fix it up when they got back but it sucked all the same at the moment, it was right in the flesh of his leg and it hurt when he moved, he did one foot driving back the entire time, no one noticed the difference.

Meg doesn't take that long to settle into the group and as she promised Dean she is devout to his work and helps out where she can, it allows Dean some rest having two supernatural creatures helping him out, it was nice having people to look out for his back. It was times like this that he missed Sammy, when he could actually stop and think and wonder how his brother would deal with all of this. Probably shell up somewhere with canned tuna and books; oh and coffee you can't forget the coffee.

They move around a lot, Dean was sure that the others were starting to figure out that the three of them were targets in this war, whatever this war was and most of them started to put space between them, they were fine with them protecting them but also knew that attention was being drawn to them before of their association. Over half wanted them to find a safe location and leave them, the problem was there wasn't anything safe. They started to talk about the Lansing place they heard about but it was rejected when they reminded them what the last place had been like.

It was few weeks after picking Meg up when Dean realised he wasn't feeling better and his leg was really feeling the same. Castiel who had helped patch him up noticed and when they looked at the cut, which had been deeper than he realized he knew something at the gas pump had cut him, he would have changed already and that was a tense few hours before they cleared him that night but it wasn't getting better. It had been stitched up and they cleaned it the best they could their supplies long depleted to basics. Castiel was starting to worry and took Charlie and Kevin into the local town for supplies as there was a hospital. They waited until dawn as it had a small infestation but it wasn't the three of them couldn't deal with, especially if it meant Dean's life.

The hospital was empty like before and it seems that once a place is picked clean the infected don't really think to come back, it was comforting to know that they moved and didn't as of yet backtrack, they weren't going to poke around to find out. They were packing up a great number of supplies when Castiel cocked his head to the side and then looked to the left.

"Pack up everything you can get into the car I need to go check on something, be ready to leave in ten minutes." He told them before leaving the room and heading down and out of the hospital, he went about two blocks over and three down before he found what he was looking for. A man that was trapped inside with five infected standing around outside pounding on the boarded up windows and door. A sign on the outside said out of ammo, please help. Castiel figured it was polite enough and he did as it asked, pulling his blade free he quickly took care of the distracted infected humans and then knocked on the door.

"Hello?" came an unsure voice.

"I have rendered you aid as your note requested. Would you like to travel with us?"

"Us?" the voice ask again.

"My friends and I, we are a small group outside of town. You are welcome."

"That would be nice." The door swung open to reveal a tall but scrawny human. He was covered in battle wounds and weapons so he was clearly skilled.

"Hello, I am Castiel." He greeted offering his hand to the other, the man took it and smiled.

"Garth, how about we get going! I've been in there for days!"

"Of course, the car is this way. You can meet Charlie and Kevin," they head back and before the night is over Dean and Garth realise they are both hunters and known Bobby. They relax further having another good hunter around, you didn't live this long with being shit. They had four trained and decent fighters and then the four younger kids that actually wanted to stick around. They didn't think too much of it and let the evening lapse into fun and good memories, everyone was around and it was relaxing.

Treatment for Dean started that night and he felt a little better but he wasn't sure how long it was going to take to heal and they had to be on the move again, For the first time in a long time he was in the passenger seat of the Impala as Castiel started it up, Cass took up driving when Dean needed sleep or he would crash but this was off setting. His leg needed to rest so he couldn't be driving a stick at the moment and he felt Charlie in the backseat who was aching to offer him comfort.

Even if it was a little unsafe they had taken to having all of the kids in the backseat, now that Garth and Meg were here they could relax slightly and currently only had Kristy and Ben traveling with them, the others in a ton pick-up behind them. Then the others were in a tricked out mini-van they had found at some dealership. It was an odd caravan but it worked for what they needed. They traveled by day and nights, people changing shifts at the wheel to keep them going, this way they could drive for twenty-four hours with everyone sleeping and driving, it could even work when one or two dropped out as Castiel and Meg could take over forever but Dean hated it.

It seemed like nothing was working for them at the moment, their supplies were low and they needed some down time, again the camp came up and Dean shook his head. It wasn't worth the risk to the group and the closest to him agreed for the moment. They had taken the caravan into an abandoned town for a supplies run when the human element struck the small group again.

Dean was watching the cars when he heard the rumble of a couple trucks and he grabbed one of the walkie talkies, "we got company," he hissed as he pushed off the hood of the Impala and to the trunk moving slower than he normally would due to his leg. He had told Meg to go fuck off and find a hard drink for him, she had protested but finally did as he asked when he promised he would be fine.

"I'm on my way back." Came the female reply over the radio and Dean actually felt a little better, it was so fucking weird that a Demon had his back.

He looked to the van and the children all huddled around and knew if they were humans he would have to kill them. The oldest teenager was there and Dean debated for five seconds before tossing her the keys, "drive the van into town until you find Castiel or one of the others tell them we are under attack."

"But what-"

"Don't worry about me and Meg go and find them stay safe and keep the others safe." He told her and smiled knowing that they would need to start keeping more adults back or sending the kids with it was just unsafe. The van is gone from sight and Meg is coming into view when the first truck makes the town, dust kicking up behind them as they spin into the drive slamming to a stop a few feet from Dean and Meg, he cocks the shotgun and points it at them.

"We don't want any trouble, just go." He told them and what must be the leader stuck his head out of the lead truck.

"Well you see this is our little heaven of supplies, nothing here for you but you already took." He pointed to the cars, bet you filled up on your way in."

"Nope, was gonna do it on the way out," Dean said making eye contact and knowing that this could go sideways quickly when another truck pulled up, if they were full plus the four on the back of each they were looking at sixteen armed and skilled killers. "We can leave, let you have your little town."

"You will! Get out!" They were human so Dean wasn't too worried, he had faced worse and wasn't that saying something. It happens faster than Dean can realise something has happened a gun goes and he feels pressure on his chest, he looks down and sees blood. He was shot in the chest, at least it wasn't anything important, but getting shot sucks all the same. He dropped to his knees and heard Meg growl and knew this wasn't going to end well. Screams started before he could fall backwards and wondered if he would live. Shot over water and gas in the middle of a fucking supernatural war, he coughed and felt blood. His lung maybe, not that it mattered no hospitals, no doctors, he was done for. He coughed again and then couldn't help but laugh when another scream filled the air around him.

He felt someone approaching him but he wasn't able to move his arms to protect himself, he felt a kick to his side and he groaned, "What the fuck are you? What is she?"

"Human, Hellbitch." Came a deep voiced reply from behind the man, he spun and Dean almost smiled when he saw the blue eyes. "Angel." He growled a slap to the man's face and he went flying.

"Dean, you are shot."

"Yep." He said and the p brought up blood to his lips again.

"I will help as much as I can but you need a hospital." Hands moved over the wound and he felt the glow of grace and hummed.

"No hospital, help Meg with the bad guys."

"I did that already, she is having….fun."

"Cass," Dean whined and the Angel smiled.

"It will be okay Dean, let us take care of you for once." Dean blacked out after that when he woke he was actually where he didn't want to be and where he should have been the entire time. He was shocked to find out when he woke up that not only was Bobby, Rufus, Missouri, and Chuck were all here. They had managed to get in contact with one of the only traveling doctors to fix up what Castiel couldn't do with his grace, and Dean was almost back to healthy as he had slept most of his time here away.

When he was strong enough he found out that also in the bunker was Samuel, Deanna, Karen, Ellen, Jo, Ash, Pamela, Andy, Gwen, John, Mary and Sammy. His family had been here the entire time and he had been too scared to come. Worried about what would happen to his new little group and it was only a few hours before Mary was coming in to put him in his place about not feeling back about wanting to protect a bunch of teenagers and children.

Everyone was settling in when Dean finally was getting well enough to start moving around again, they hadn't been attacked since arriving and most of the people around were enjoying the calm they were offered here. It was four days after waking that Dean was finally taken down and got to not only see and hug his long lost family but hear the story of how they arrived.

THE RISING

Late in 2012 the demons were aware that they had been beaten, Luicfer was locked back up and they were pissed. There was no one to take it out on other than humans and found the virus that was the end game and released it. But they were smart about it you see, they didn't just leave it in one location, no humans could beat that. Instead he took it around to every town, left it with one or two people letting it grow slowly. Then changed countries, before it was located and a real threat to humans it was already to wide spread to be stopped. It didn't care who was in the way or what they did before it wanted to eat and destroy and everything a demon could want.

God knew it was time for him to bow out but he wanted to give the human race a change of fighting back. He allowed his angels to make a choice, they could stay or go, but going meant reduced power. Only Castiel took the offer and left to find his friends. He knew that Dean would be able to do many great things with a little help. God had hoped for more and when his Angels didn't offer he turned to the human hunters. The protectors and guardians, not only the hunters but police and military. Those that serve and asked if they would go back and help. Set up all over the world and fight back under one banner.

It was agreed and he sent back many, hundreds of thousands of souls that would fight for earth and its humans. God was happy and had left his world with a fighting chance. Of course to those that had been in the moment It wasn't so pretty and nice, waking up in your coffin, clawing your way out. Dean can share their pain and he hates that he can. At least Sammy was saved that as God just pulled him and Adam free. Dean wasn't shocked his youngest brother went back to his mom. Dean would have also.

The group raised here formed up and started this camp knowing that people would need a safe place to stay and the supplies would be here and research. It was perfect, gathering the hunters they could get in contact with was harder than expected and they explained that Dean had become a whisper of words but unreachable.

THEN

Dean took them in for a long moment before blinking and just nodding his head, so people knew of him probably why they had so much trouble all the time. He really was a crappy leader. Meg claimed her seat to one side of him and Castiel took the other and his brother snorted and Dean looked up to him and frowned slightly.

"What struck your funny bone?"

"You, demon and angel on either shoulder."

"You are a walking metaphor, Son." John offered and Mary smiled at him and winked to Dean and let him relax slightly and so did the creatures on either side of him, he wondered just what this all was and what it meant. Should they be fighting back, did they stand a chance of winning. Dean looked around the room and for the first time in a long time he felt like they might have a chance, which wasn't much but it was something.

Everyone relaxes, getting to know each other again over the next week or so, but its too good to last and before they know it Crowley is outside and calling for Sam and Dean to come out and visit. "I have come to make my offer again."

"You can stick it up your ass a second time Crowley," Dean told him without pause remembering just what the man had done to him and his friends.

"Didn't you learn your lesson Dean? You know you shoul-" he stops and looks over Dean's shoulder to the doorway and Dean turns to look. Meg is in the doorway and he was surprised, she hadn't wanted Crowley to know she was here but there she was hanging out like it was going out of style.

"Like my new friend?" Dean asked watching the look on Crowley's face twist into displeasure as he took in the currently female demon on the steps.

"You will both regret this!" he promised before vanishing off the front yard and the brothers shared a look before heading back into the house they had a battle to prepare for.

The battle struck before they thought it would, it was only ten minutes later before the infected were pushing on the gates of the compound and the hunters headed out in waves to take care of the bothersome walking corpses. While there was no threat at the moment no one slept, it was hard to with rapid ongoing gunfire happening in the background of the house and yard. It was almost dawn and Dean was ending his shift when the second wave attacked.

"HELLHOUNDS!" He screamed as he shot the gun back over him as he ran for the doors, they need time to rethink and plan, they lost six in the hellhound wave. The two females that they brought in couldn't move fast enough and the claws had split them in two at the waist, Gwen went down trying to protect the teenagers that refused to stay inside and three of the five teenagers were taken down and lost in the growling pit of hounds. After talking it out they had planned on staying until the wards crashed and both Pamela and Missouri let out a shocked gasp.

"We need to leave, this place isn't safe anymore." Pamela stated and Castiel and Meg nodded in agreement.

"Fine, let's get back on the road. Take everything we can and lock it down people might not want to come inside if its hard work." Dean says before leaving to help pack up his own supplies . It only took the group a few minutes and they were ready to move which came the next part. Getting out of there and to the cars, there wasn't really an overly safe way to do it. Group seemed best and keep it tight so they worked together as a large group to start out, guns firing in sync to keep anything visible or invisible at bay.

With the hellhounds second wave came a few demons also, Meg and Castiel broke from the group to take care of the hounds while the humans dealt with the visible problems, it also meant not everyone stood a chance, the man they picked up in Lawerence had his thoart ripped out when he got to close and that set off the children on a screaming fit. That started the downward trend, "Don't get out of formation." He demanded when Missouri and Jo moved to go to the children. "We will all die, stay your ground they are fine."

"He's right," Mary told them with a smile and focused on firing the shotgun into a demons face pushing it back. They were in a good space and actually helping Meg and Cass hold them back when a hellhound went colliding into the group, claws and teeth flying every direction and Dean winced at the screams of the small ones as they were destroyed. Two children and the remaining two teens were dead in seconds, a few seconds later Rufus, Kristy was screaming for her friends and then her screams were silenced by a claw. Dean lost his mind at this point, spinning he took aim where he thought it would be and fired.

The hound screamed in pain and turned to Dean who only glared at the spot and fired again, blood flying but not enough damage, he aimed to where the head would be located and fired again, blood and gore but not enough and he fired again as it leap in the air to take him out. Claws spread Dean fired again and lease he could die knowing he would be the last one killed by this mutt. He didn't expected to feel wet blood and the weight of a body over his. He blinked and looked above him, it wasn't hellhound, it was John, smiling at his son.

"Keep everyone safe." Then he was gone, Dean screamed and pushed his father away without over thinking it and spun.

"We need to get out of here," he watched as Andy, Missouri, Pamela and Garth all fell under the demons. The surviours all agreed and made their ways to cars, there were fifteen of them and Dean was turning to yell for Castiel when it happened. Crowley blinked into the car and grabbed Ben by the arm pulling him into his lap and then blinked out.

"BENNNN!" the scream caused the battle to pause and Crowley blinked back in. Wiggling pre-teen in his arms and Dean watched with haunted eyes.

"Crowley let him go, your bone is with me."

"Yes but I can get what I want much easier if I use your little friend here."

"I'm never going to help you."

"Such a shame," the demon stated and without another second or debate Dean watched as a line of red appeared across the boys throat.

"No, don't!"

"Already done Dean-o, should have helped me." He tossed the body across to him, Dean caught the lower body but the head fell from the decapitation. "I won't make the offer again, good luck with re-building." He said kicking the head over to Dean and he was too empty to even vomit. The fighting stopped and everything was silent for a moment , then he felt comforting hands on his shoulders and hands took the body from him.

"Go get the car Dean," Castiel pushed him to the Impala and he let his supernatural BAMF's take care of the body and the battle. His mother and brother followed him, boxing him in and guns ready as he climbed into the car and let a little cry out, shoulder shaking before he pushes it away and refused to think about it. He was at his best when he refused to think about shit like that so he didn't think about how he had failed everyone he started this journey with. He shifted the car into gear and pulled it around, Meg, Kevin, Charlie, and Castiel all jamming into it along with the already three Winchesters, it was a tight fit but they were his family and no one was being left.

They took off as the others drove out of the compound after locking it up, for now it was a dead ground. They would fix the world then come back for it. Come back to honor the dead.

NOW

August was the hottest it had been in years, Dean was laughing at some joke Meg had finished as Castiel came around the corner of the new building. It had been a long road since they had been evicited from their Lansing safe haven but they had found new roots in Lebanon, Kanas. Everyone had settled in and it was decent, they were working on raising another barn in the nearby town that afternoon and Dean had called for a break.

Dean watched as a stranger approached him and he smiled offering his name as they settled in. Questions about the war, battles and such, almost everyone had questions and Dean couldn't help but answer he knew they were not trying to be rude and he had decent answers now thanks to Sammy and Charlie.

"Fates can change, did you think you would have a family like this five years ago?"the question shocked Dean and he turned his head to see that the man he had just been talking to was gone.

"Dean?" Castiel called watching their interaction from the sidelines as normal and Dean turned to face his Angel.

"Well Fuck me." Dean muttered and shook his head. "Yeah I'm good, let's finish this and head home." He told his Angel offering him a smile which he returned.

"Yes lets."

END….for now

Authors Note the second: (Big one) I would like to thank the wonderful person on tumblr who I stole the idea from. I would like to thank BranchSuper, Wunjo for their kind reviews during the story process. All of those that bookmarked, faved, kudos given, thank you for the love! To those that reviewed thank you, you have no idea how much that makes my day!

When I took this challenge on I didn't think I would be able to actually complete it, I am really proud that I could and I want to thank all of you even if you were silent the entire time for sticking it out and reading so that I felt the need to keep going! You rock! Thanks!

I will be taking this story back up as I have another thousand works of plot that I can't get written before going to work so please stay turned when I update the vampire and zombies I will post an update to this story.

For those wondering about my other writing, I am going to be working on the merlin fusion, then the Stargate fusion and then the season ten idea. Hope you stay tuned!