Chapter 2

Addy typed furiously on her laptop, frowning at whatever was on the screen. Dean watched the news which was filled with natural disasters. Sam flipped through their father's journal as a knock sounded at the door and they all froze.

Addy and Dean pull their guns as Sam goes to open the door Addy goes and leans next to the threshold and gives him a nod to open the door. Addy hears heavy breathing but can't see who it is.

"You okay, lady?" Sam asked, shooting Addy a quick look.

"Sam...is it really you?" she heard an annoying female voice ask. He frowned, looking to Dean who didn't give her any signal.

A girl steps inside the room and puts her hand on Sam's chest," And you're so firm."

Addy raised a brow, keeping her gun pointed at the odd woman," You know her."

"No," she answered, staring at Sam, "but I know you. You're Sam Winchester. And you're-"

She turned to Dean, "Not what I pictured. I'm Becky."

She pushed past Sam, further into the room and Addy cocks her gun.

"Do I shoot her?" she asked, looking between the brother and Beck who turned to her.

"Oh shoot," she said, stomping her foot lightly.

"What?" Addy asked, narrowing her eyes.

"You are as beautiful as the book says," she said disappointedly.

"Uh, thank you," she said, lowering her gun and deciding she wasn't a threat," What the hell are you doing here and how do you know us?"

"I read all about you guys. Mr. Edlund told me where you were," she said giddily," He's got a message, but he's being watched. Angels. Nice change-up to the mythology, by the way. The demon stuff was getting kind of old."

"Right. Just, um...what's the message?" Sam asked as she kept staring at him awkwardly.

"He had a vision. The Michael sword is on earth. The angels lost it," she said," It's in a castle, on a hill made of forty-two dogs."

"Forty-two dogs?" Dean repeated," The Michael sword? That doesn't make any sense."

"It doesn't make sense, but that's what he said," she said, stepping closer to Sam and closing her eyes as she put her hand back on his chest," I memorized every word. For you."

"Uh Becky can you stop touching me?" Sam asked awkwardly.

"No."

SUPERNATURAL

A knock sounded at the door and Addy opened it. Bobby came inside, embracing her in a tight hug.

"You're alive," he said happily as he held her tight.

"I'm okay," she replied as he held her at arm length, looking her over.

"How did you survive?" Bobby asked in awe," I can't believe Lilith tried to kill you and you survived."

She quickly glanced from Dean to Sam and back to him, "Yeah well I'm fine."

"Good to see all of you in one piece," he said, hugging both the brothers tightly as Addy closed the door.

"So...sword of Michael, huh?" Bobby asked, getting out some of his books and putting them on the table.

"You think we're talking about the actual sword from the actual archangel?" Dean asked in disbelief as Bobby flipped through pages.

"You better friggin' hope so," he said, finding a painting of the archangel," That's Michael. Toughest son of a bitch they got. I wouldn't want to meet him in a dark alley, believe me. He commands the heavenly host. During the last big dust-up upstairs, he's the one who booted Lucifer's ass to the basement. Did it with that sword. So if we can find it..."

"We can kick the devil's ass all over again. All right. So, where do we start?" Sam asked.

"Divvy up and start reading. Try and make sense of Chuck's nonsense," Bobby ordered and Sam went for Bobby's pile of books on the bed. He stopped midway, standing still.

"Kid? You all right?" Bobby asked, noticing his behavior.

"Sam..." Dean warned.

Addy watched the expression on Bobby's face across from the table.

"Lilith did not break the final seal by killing Addy. Lilith and Addy were the final seal," Sam said, his voice full of remorse.

"Sam, stop it," Dean ordered but he ignored him.

"I killed Lilith while she was possessing Addy and I set Lucifer free," he admitted.

"You what?" Bobby asked, his voice quiet.

"You guys warned me about Ruby, the demon blood, but I didn't listen. I brought this on."

It was silent as Bobby got up and went face to face with Sam.

"You're damn right you didn't listen. You were reckless and selfish and arrogant," he said angrily," How could you kill her? Even if Addy were dead in their how could you not hesitate?"

"I'm sorry," Sam said as Addy looked between the two and back to Dean to see what he would do or if she should do anything.

"Oh, yeah? You're sorry you started Armageddon? This kind of thing don't get forgiven, boy. If, by some miracle, we pull this off...I want you to lose my number. You understand me?" he asked coldly.

Addy looked back and forth in shock. She'd never seen Bobby so angry and she never thought he'd abandon someone he loved.

Sam jut nodded and Dean made no move to defend his brother.

"There's an old church nearby. Maybe I'll go read some of the lore books there," Sam said, not meeting his eyes.

"Yeah. You do that," Bobby said and Sam left without another word. Addy stared at Bobby as he turned back to them.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy watched as Dean rummaged through his bad after having his father mentioned and having a revelation.

"Dean you care to share with the rest of the class?" Addy asked, confused.

"It's got to be in here somewhere," he mumbled, ruffling through a plastic bag full of business cards.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Bobby asked, coming closer. Addy's skin began to crawl and she narrowed her eyes at him, looking for anything out of the ordinary.

"Here," Dean said, pulling out a card and reading it over," I don't believe it."

"What?" Addy asked, taking the card from him and reading it aloud," Castle Storage. 42 Rover Hill. "

"Castle on a hill of forty-two dogs," Dean said and she smiled.

"You're Dad has the Michael sword," she said, feeling a glimmer of hope.

Addy went for a book across the room.

"Yeah. Okay. It's good enough for me," Bobby said with her back to him and she heard a thud. She turned quickly to see Dean lying on the floor with Bobby over him. His eyes flashed black and she went for the door but he grabbed her and forced her head into the door, knocking her out cold.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy groaned as she felt light taps on her cheeks. She opened her eyes to see a woman with black eyes over her, an evil smile on her face.

"Well aren't you just a pretty one," she said and she felt herself being pulled up. She looked around to see another demon holding Dean by the throat and Bobby with black eyes.

"Who the hell are you?" Addy asked, her vision still spinning.

"Meg," she said, walking closer to her," I have a bit of a history with the Winchesters."

"Get it line," Addy said sarcastically," You do know who you're dealing with right?"

"Lilith's doppelganger," she answered smugly," Same power. Same pretty face. Same bats in the 'ol cave and same future."

"In case you haven't noticed I'm alive and Lilith isn't," Addy said, staring her down," And able to kick your ass might I add."

Meg grabbed her chin, forcing Addy to look at her," You're alive for his purpose, sweetheart, but I kind of want a little piece of you too."

With that she gave Dean a triumphant smile before pressing her lips to Addy's provocatively. Addy screwed her eyes shut and jerked at her, but Meg held her firmly in place. She finally let her go.

"When was the last time you brushed your teeth?" Addy asked with a smirk and Meg gestured to one of her demons. He handed the demon holding Addy the rag and he pressed it to her mouth. She screamed through the towel as the witch hazel burned her face.

"Can't have any of those pesky powers getting in the way," Meg said as she turned to a struggling Dean.

"Let her go," he ordered as Addy began to stop struggling and become weak.

"It's you we want Dean," Meg said," These are the days of miracle and wonder, Dean. Our father's among us. You know we're all dreaming again for the first time since we were human? It's heaven on earth. Or hell. We really owe your brother a fruit basket. But you, on the other hand, you're the only bump in the road. So every demon…every single one is just dying for a piece of you."

Meg turned to the demon possessing Bobby with a sickening smile," You know, your surrogate daddy's still awake screaming in there. And I want him to know how it feels slicing the life out of you."

Meg handed the demon knife to "Bobby" and he grabbed Dean, forcing him against the wall and pressing it to his throat. Addy groaned in protest but could do no more.

"Bobby," Dean said, trying to reach him.

"Now!" Meg ordered him.

"Bobby! No!" Dean said, pleading with him. Suddenly, Bobby turned the knife down and stabbed it into himself.

Addy's too out of it by this time and passed out from the witch hazel inhalation.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy wakes up in the passenger seat of the Impala.

She rubbed her head and looked to see Dean gripping the steering wheel.

"What's going on?" she asked him.

"Bobby's hurt."

She turned to see Sam in the backseat with a bleeding Bobby.

"Oh my God," she said frantically," Where are we going?"

"To the emergency room," Dean answered.

"Stop with the worrying ya idjits," Bobby ordered and coughed heavily.

They pulled up to the hospital and Addy was the first to get out. She ran inside.

"I need help," she screamed into the hospital and nurse came to her.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" she asked, trying to comfort her.

"My friend," she said frantically as Sam and Dean started dragging Bobby inside," He was stabbed. He needs help."

"I need a gurney," the nurse called out and turned back to Addy," He's gonna be just fine sweetheart."

Addy nodded at her as they carried Bobby away. She looked to Sam and Dean with a suspicious look in her eye.

"Are these your friends?" she asked Addy.

She nodded as she shot them a meaningful look.

"Stay here," the nurse ordered," We have questions for you."

"Come on, Addy," Dean said, pulling her away.

"No, we can't just leave him," she pleaded.

"He'll be okay," he assured her," The demons heard where the sword is. We got to get to it before they do, if we're not too late already."

"Okay," she said reluctantly as they left the hospital.

SUPERNATURAL

The three of them enter John Winchester's storage unit to see dead demons on the floor and Zachariah standing over them.

"Oh, thank god. The angels are here," Dean said sarcastically.

"I see you told the demons where the sword is," he said as they turned for the door but it closed and two angels appeared in front of it, blocking their way.

"And to think...they could have grabbed it any time they wanted. It was right in front of them," Zachariah said with a smirk.

"What do you mean?"Sam asked.

"We may have planted that particular piece of prophecy inside Chuck's skull, but it happened to be true. We did lose the Michael sword. We truly couldn't find it. Until now. You've just hand-delivered it to us," the angels said happily.

"We don't have what you're looking for," Dean said as Addy and Zachariah stared off.

"Looks like Adriana's figured it out," he said.

"The Michael sword's not a what, Dean," she said, not taking her eyes off Zachariah," It's a who."

"Ah, beauty and brains," Zachariah said with mock applause and looked to Dean," It's you, chucklehead. You're the Michael sword. What, you thought you could actually kill Lucifer? You simpering wad of insecurity and self-loathing? No. You're just a human, Dean. And not much of one."

"What do you mean, I'm the sword?" Dean asked.

"All angels need a vessel, Dean," Addy said, looking at him with wide eyes," Michael needs a true vessel and that's you."

"Bingo," Zachariah said.

"How? Why…why me?" he asked.

"Because you're chosen! It's a great honor, Dean," Zachariah said.

"Oh, yeah. Yeah, life as an angel condom. That's real fun. I think I'll pass, thanks," Dean said with a smirk.

"Joking. Always joking. Well...no more jokes," he said and raised his hand in the shape of a gun, pointed at Sam," Bang."

Sam fell to the ground with the sound of a snap of his bones.

"You son of a bitch!" Dean yelled as Addy looked back and forth between Sam and Zachariah.

"Keep mouthing off, I'll break more than his legs. I am completely and utterly through screwing around. The war has begun. We don't have our general. That's bad. Now, Michael is going to take his vessel and lead the final charge against the adversary. You understand me?" he asked, threats behind his voice.

"And how many humans die in the process?"Addy challenged

"I bet you'd be quieter with throat cancer," he said and she doubled over coughing furiously. Blood splattered onto the ground," And the answer is probably more. If Lucifer goes unchecked, you know how many die? All of them. He'll roast the planet alive."

Dean looked between his brother and Addy, both of them on their knees in pain," There's a reason you're telling me this instead of just nabbing me. You need my consent. Michael needs my say-so to ride around in my skin."

"Unfortunately, yes," Zachariah said with an eye roll," So how 'bout this. Your friend Bobby—we know he's gravely injured. Say yes, and we'll heal him. Say no, he'll never walk again."

"Don't do it, Dean," Addy said, her voice raspy and blood on her chin and clothes.

"And broken ribs for you," Zachariah said and she screamed in pain as a sickening crack was heard," Don't you want to make Adriana's pain stop, Dean? I thought you loved her."

She shook her head at him as best she could.

"No," Dean said defiantly.

"Then how about we heal you from," he paused, thinking," stage-four stomach cancer?"

Dean collapsed, holding his abdomen and coughing blood," No."

"Then let's get really creative. Uh, let's see how...Sam does without his lungs," he said and Sam began gasping for breath.

"Are we having fun yet? You're going to say yes, Dean," he said smugly.

"Just kill us," Dean struggled to say.

"Kill you? Oh, no. I'm just getting started," Zachariah said in amusement.

Bright light flashes and suddenly the two angels blocking the door collapse with bloody holes in their throats. Castiel stands behind them, staring down Zachariah.

Sam collapses and Addy's only noise is a low moaning. Dean looks between the two angels.

"How are you-"Zachariah asked in shock.

"Alive? That's a good question. How did these two end up on that airplane? Another good question. 'Cause the angels didn't do it. I think we both know the answer, don't we?" Cas asked, challenging him.

"No. That's not possible," Zachariah said a flash of fear in his eyes.

The pain stopped for all of them as the other angel disappeared quickly. They got to their feet, staring at Castiel in disbelief.

"You two need to be more careful," Castiel said as Dean helped Addy to her feet.

"Yeah, I'm starting to get that. Your frat brothers are bigger dicks than I thought," Dean said as Addy rubbed at her throat.

"I don't mean the angels. Lucifer is circling his vessel. And once he takes it, those hex bags won't be enough to protect you," he said and placed one hand to Dean's chest and another to Addy's. They gasp as he does the same to Sam.

"What the hell was that?" Addy asked, gasping for air.

"An Enochian sigil. It'll hide you from every angel in creation, including Lucifer. I carved it into your ribs," he said.

"Well that would have been useful a few weeks ago," Addy said under her breath.

There was a long silence for Sam said," Hey, Cas, were you really dead?"

"Yes," he answered simply.

"Then how are you back?" Dean asked and the angel vanished without a word.

SUPERNATURAL

Addy stopped midstride when a Doctor came rushing out of Bobby's hospital room with the older hunter screaming after him.

"I'll use my game leg and kick your friggin' ass! Yeah, you better run!"

Addy entered the room with a smirk," Don't listen to that guy, Bobby. You'll be fine and back to drinking yourself right back here in no time."

"Don't start with me smart ass," he said with a smile as she sat in the chair next to the bed with the brothers stood near the window.

"So, let me ask the million-dollar question. What do we do now?" Sam asked reluctantly.

"Well... We save as many as we can for as long as we can, I guess. It's bad. Whoever wins, heaven or hell, we're boned," Bobby said skeptically.

"What if we win?" Dean asked and all of them turned to look at him with shock," I'm serious. I mean, screw the angels and the demons and their crap apocalypse. Hell, they want to fight a war, they can find their own planet. This one's ours, and I say they get the hell off it. We take 'em all on. We kill the devil. Hell, we even kill Michael if we have to. But we do it our own damn selves."

Addy stared at him with eyes," Did Zachariah give you permanent brain damage? I mean how would we even do that?"

"I got no idea. But what I do have is a GED and a give-'em-hell attitude, and I'll figure it out," he said determined.

"You are nine kinds of crazy, boy," Bobby said.

"You have a GED?"Addy asked at the same time and Dean shot her look," Yeah probably the wrong time for that."

"Listen, you stay on the mend. We'll see you in a bit," Dean said, heading for the door and Addy and Sam followed after him.

"Addy, Sam," Bobby said, stopping them before they left.

"Sam, I was awake. I know what I said back there. I just want you to know that...that was the demon talking. I ain't cutting you out, boy. Not ever."

"Thanks Bobby," Sam said and shot Addy a look but she quickly glanced away as he left.

"I know what you're gonna say," she said before he could speak," I need to leave. I need to let them go and I'm crazy for not doing it. And my answer is still no. I won't do it, Bobby and I'm so sorry but you are going to have deal with that decision."

He was quiet for a long while before he answered," Okay."

"Okay?" she repeated," No, you're an idjit. I'm calling your father or worse…my mother."

"Nope," he said," Give 'em hell."

She looked at him thankfully," Thank you."

"You're welcome. I deserve a damn medal for this, but...you're welcome," he said and she went to his bedside and gave him a hug before hesitantly letting go and leaving the room. Sam and Dean stood in the hallway, waiting for her.

"Addy can we talk?" Sam asked.

"No," she said quickly, glancing at Dean.

"You won't talk to me?" Sam asked in disbelief.

"No," she said, crossing her arms," I don't want to."

"Addy if I could just make it better-"

"But you can't make it better, Sam," she said.

"Addy I'm so sorry," he said, his voice pleading.

"For what, Sam?" she asked quietly," For Ruby? For the demon blood? For all those times I woke up alone thinking the worst? For the year of my life I wasted thinking I could spend the rest of it with you? For killing me?"

"All of it," he said.

"Even breaking my heart?" she asked, her voice breaking and she looked away as the angry facade broke down and the heartbroken reality came through," Because there is nothing you can do or say to make up for that. I told you how hard it was for me to trust people and you went and you just…"

"I never meant to hurt you. I love you," he said.

"You loved me so much that you fucked Ruby," she said with a scoff," Well guess what Sam I hate you."

"But you still love me," he said, his voice desperate.

"Tell me, Sam. How many times did you screw Ruby?"

Her only answer was silence and puppy dog eyes.

"Can you not answer me because you were too stoned to remember or because it was too many to count?" she asked through gritted teeth, clenching her fist.

He swallowed," Both."

She took a deep, shaky breath," You know if it was just that one time when you felt like I had abandoned you I could have understood somehow. I mean the demon blood...it was bad, but I could have helped you. And killing me…I would have let go of that too, but Ruby….you…with her…I can't use words to explain how much it kills me inside to know that. I thought it was my fault we were falling apart…that I had to do something to fix us, but no. It was you and I can't believe I was so stupid to fall for you only to end up worse off than when I met. I'm standing here and I'm looking at you and it causes me physical pain because…I still love you with everything in me but I hate you so much for making me feeling that way."

"Angel I-"

She threw out her hand and his back hit the wall as he was unable to move.

"I am not your angel," she said, her voice unrecognizable as she dropped her hand. Dean stared at her in disbelief. She gave them one last seething look before walking away swiftly.

She walked until she found a bathroom. She pushed open the door and paced back and forth, her hands in her hair, struggling for a steady breath. She stared at the mirror and watched as it broke, cracking down the middle. The door flew open and Dean walked in, closing it behind him.

"I'm sorry, okay," she said quickly, running her hands through her hair and making it more of a mess than usual," I just snapped. I mean where does he get off shoving all that I'm sorry and I never meant to hurt you shit at me. How do you sleep with a demon and not mean to hurt anyone? The only thing it can do is hurt someone and completely shatter them into a million pieces."

"You're not okay, are you?" he asked and she looked at him as she shook her head," I know you're not big on feeling but-"

"No," she said, shaking her head frantically and composed herself," Just no. I don't want to sit here and wallow in my problems. I want to punch something."

Dean stared at her with raised brows," So that's it. You're just going to punch through your problems."

"Whenever life gives me hell I get back up and do what I always do. I kick life's ass."

He stared at her.

"What?" she asked.

"You're unbelievable," he said, rubbing his head.

"What else am I supposed to do, Dean?" she asked," Cry over my breakup and wait like a good little bitch for Lucifer and whatever he wants from me. It's not gonna happen. I'm done playing the little helpless girlfriend."

"That's not what I meant," he said and before she could reply he kept talking," I meant you're just…unbelievable. You're making it hard for me not to want you."

She stared at him with sad eyes," You think you make it any easier? I'm kind of a dysfunctional mess right now, Dean and I know you love me but I can't give you that. Not right now and after this, I don't think I ever can."

He smiled sadly, "I understand."

She returned his depressing smile, looking down," You heard me so you know I still…care about Sam. I know I shouldn't but-"

"It's okay," he said quickly," I get it. I really do. You, uh, you love him. I don't expect you to get over that in one day."

"I'm sorry," she said quietly.

"Don't be," he replied and she gave him a tight hug where she buried herself in him. For once, letting herself feel like nothing was wrong. She let him go and instantly the feeling disappeared.

"I'll wait," he said and she frowned at him.

"Don't put yourself through that, Dean," she replied, staring up at him," I'm not worth it."

"You don't get it, do you?" he asked.

"Get what?" she asked, confused.

"How amazing you are," he answered," how smart, and funny, and beautiful, and caring. How every time I look at you that feeling I have of wanting to give up just goes away. How you make it so easy to love you. You focus on your mistakes so much that you can't see the person you are now. That's why you won't let yourself be Light. Not because you are Dark, but because you believe that's all you can be."

"You don't know what I've done, Dean," she said, searching his eyes.

"And I don't care," he yelled, frustrated," You make up for it. You fight monsters. You go through hell on a daily basis for people you don't even know and ask for nothing in return. Addy, you're the farthest thing from Dark if I've ever seen it. The only person who thinks you're not worth it is yourself."

She stood absolutely still, blinking back tears," You sound so sure of that."

He gripped her face in his hands," Because I am."

"We can't do this, Dean," she said sadly," What about the apocalypse and Sam and Lucifer-"

"I don't care about any of that right now," he said, his face edging closer to her," All I can think about is you."

He kissed her furiously than and she let him as her hands looped around his neck. They stumbled back and her back hit the wall as she pressed against him. He groaned into her mouth as their tongues battled for dominance. She moved her hands over his chest and began pushing off his jacket. He let go of her, but didn't break the kiss as she pushed it off his body and it fell to the floor.

He removed her jacket, his hands running up her bare arms and causing goose bumps. She moved her hands underneath his shirt, skimming his abs as he pressed his hips into hers. She moaned as he sucked the sweet spot on her neck and pulled her shirt up higher. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Jesus, Addy," he groaned, tangling one of his hands in her hair.

He rolled his hips between her legs and she whimpered at the friction. When his eyes met hers she came back to reality and shook her head as he put her down. She stared at him, panting and her lips swollen.

She grabbed her jacket off the floor and was out the door in no time without a word.

"I'm so screwed," Dean said under his breath once she was gone.