Dean was not happy. Not only did they have to deal with people they couldn't save, but Sam got a glimpse of all those Harry had failed during the war.
Apparently death by natural magic counted just as much as being killed during a hunt.
The first one to attack was the first person Harry had lost that he was close to. His mother, Lily.
Because Sam was with him, he shot the spirit without hesitation.
By the time they got back to Bobby's, two others had cropped up. Dean had never been more thankful that he wasn't Harry personally, just his reincarnation. Otherwise he was sure that the man would have been dead four times over from his past.
Though it did prompt a very...interesting...question to Mort when he noticed one of the spirits hadn't shown up.
What happened to Sirius Black?
Sirius Black, the idiot who fell through to Hel's realm? She currently has him serving as her 'boy-toy', I believe it's called. Frankly I'm amazed she even let him visit his godson when Harry was still alive.
Is he trapped there?
Unlike that fool Persephone, Sirius is only kept in Purgatory because he does not know the way out. But I don't believe Hel would be pleased to lose her boyfriend.
...Is there any reason she can't leave with him?
Odin put a spell on the girl to alert him if she ever left. If she did, then he will kill her brothers.
And is there any way to kill a pagan? From what I remember Hel is Loki's daughter, isn't she? So that makes her family twice over.
Mort was well aware of Dean's view on family. It was more precious than the gold he finally retrieved from the Potter accounts. If he had to choose between Sam or the gold, he would pick his brother without a second's thought.
There is a way. But if you kill Odin using your powers as Death's hand, then you'll be brought deeper into my realm.
And if I just blasted him as Godzilla? Pagans can't survive dragonfire and acid at the same time can they?
Mort blinked. He had entirely forgotten about Dean's animal form.
You'll be brought to the attention of the angels.
And this is news how? If I do it looking like Harry, they won't think Dean Harvelle is involved. Last I checked, Gabriel said that the angels believe Harry is still alive, but in hiding.
Screwing over the angels and killing a nuisance pagan. Mort could live with that.
Ask Gabriel to give you a general location of Odin. If I interfere they could call me on it, and I don't want this biting me in the ass later. I'll be pushing the rules as it is allowing Sirius to regain his living form without any side effects.
Dean nodded. He was sure Gabriel would love this, considering he had been utterly useless earlier.
"Wait, you want the general location of Odin. Why?" asked Gabriel.
"I want to turn him into one crispy fried pagan," said Dean simply.
"Again, why? Not that I'm complaining about killing him off mind you," added Gabriel.
After he hurt his kids by forcing them into their animal forms and then cursing them to remain like that until they died or the spell broke, Gabriel wasn't exactly a fan of Odin. The only reason he hadn't smote the bastard was because it would have alerted his brothers to the fact there were a few angel-halfbreeds running around.
"Long story short, Harry's godfather is currently dating your daughter. The only way to bring them both out is to kill Odin," said Dean dryly.
Gabriel choked.
"Sirius Black, known Casanova and godfather of Harry is dating Hel?" said Gabriel.
"Which makes her family twice over. I was curious what happened to him when he didn't show up last week, so I asked Mort. He told me about the spell and how Odin would kill the others, so he said to ask you for where to find Odin. And last I checked, Purgatory has those creepy as fuck Leviathans running around," said Dean flatly.
Gabriel nodded. It was why he had placed a spell to keep them away from his daughter when he learned where Odin had tossed her. Apparently it had kept Sirius alive as well.
"I'm in. Just to warn you though, I am not leaving the kids alone. They've been traumatized ever since Odin cursed them."
"Bring them here. I'm sure they wouldn't mind meeting Grandma Ellen and Grandpa Bobby," said Dean with a smirk.
Bobby overheard that last comment.
"Dammit boy, don't tell me you got some girl knocked up!"
Gabriel laughed long and hard.
"Nah, he was just discussing where to keep my kids since I'm dating Sammy," said Gabriel.
Bobby gave him a look.
"I better not have to deal with Child Services all over again for this."
"If they come around, just pray to Gabriel and I'll show up immediately. Kinda hard to take the kids away when you're only babysitting for their dad," said Gabriel with a wink.
Bobby grumbled, but said nothing. To be honest he missed having kids around, though he was proud of the way Dean and Sam had grown up to be good men.
It took Gabriel a few days to find where Odin was currently hiding. He was well aware 'Loki' was still pissed about what he had done to his children, and with the angels flying around lately it was more than likely Loki would try to send them after him.
He wasn't expecting Harry bloody Potter to show up, smile coldly at him, then turn into his dragon form and blast him.
The first blast was acid, and it burned like the fires of hell itself. Odin was still screaming when the dragon let loose it's strongest flame on him. There wasn't even ashes when it stopped. Only an outline of what used to be a pagan god.
'Harry' left a message for the other pagans. Anyone that went after his family was going to pay the price. It didn't take long for word to spread that the Master of Death had adopted Loki as one of his family, or that the attack was retribution for what Odin had done to Loki's children.
Loki had tried to get some of the other pantheons to overrule what Odin had done to them centuries ago, but none had been willing to help.
Sirius blinked. This was the first time he had seen sunlight in over a decade, if not more. He wondered how his godson was doing. He smiled as he helped his girl out of the entrance of Purgatory.
Death had been quite generous when he offered to keep the Leviathans in while Hel and Sirius left the desolate area. Hel had felt Odin's death, had known the moment his spell broke. She was just surprised that Death himself had allowed Sirius to come back to the living with her.
She would have thought her boyfriend would have been stuck in that nightmare realm until she could clear it with him.
What greeted them was a black car with a massive dog...and her father.
"Father?"
Sirius blinked and almost winced.
Gabriel rushed up to Hel and hugged her tightly.
"You're welcome you damn sugar-nut," called out the shorter of the two other men. He had the same green eyes as Harry, with more warmth.
"Father, what... how..."
"Dean-o here killed Odin for me. Of course everyone thinks it was Harry, but he's not around anymore."
"Where's Harry? What happened?" demanded Sirius.
"Pie first, then we'll catch you up on the latest. Turn into Padfoot so we can all fit," said the green-eyed man.
Sirius couldn't believe it.
"Harry's dead?"
"Technically yes, but also no. The body that was known as 'Harry Potter'was destroyed by Death. In exchange he was reincarnated early into another body. Our souls merged close to a year ago fully when I left hell, and at the same time I regained the mantle as Death's Master. We just call him Mort though," said Dean.
"Why?"
"He was in a loveless marriage, a job he never wanted, and the kid's weren't even his and he knew it. He was little more than a shell of a man that had been turned into the Ministry's attack dog and poster boy, and he wanted to actually live. So he asked Death to give him another chance."
"Was it worth it?" asked Hel. She sipped her hot cocoa.
"He traded fame, glory and gold...and he did it all so he could feel what love was supposed to be like, not the heartless imitation he lived with. He died, and in exchange he got a real family, right Sammy?"
Sam nodded.
"I've seen Harry's memories when they overwhelmed Dean first hand. There wasn't anything close to kindness or actual warmth. All he ever got was more pain. And to be honest, I don't actually care that my brother used to be someone else," said Sam.
"Hell, he's okay in my book! I never thought it would be a hunter who killed Odin for me, or that he would let me keep the others at his father's house!" said Gabriel.
Hel looked at her father wide-eyed.
"The others? You mean..."
"Fen, Jor...all of the younger ones. Bobby's agreed to act as babysitter when he heard what was going on. Dean ran to him and Ellen once his magic started acting up, and they raised him and Sammy as their own. Both of them like kids."
"And what about us?" asked Sirius.
"You're free to do whatever, but I'd avoid England. They're still pissed that 'Harry' emptied most of their gold and told them to go fuck themselves. I see another English wizard, I'm frying their ass," said Dean flatly.
"Why not send them to Ellen's? That way they can watch the kids and Ellen can keep Jo safe."
"Where does this Ellen live?" asked Hel.
"In a hunter's bar called the Roadhouse. It's a known neutral area, and she already knows about magic," said Sam.
"I'm in. Working at a hunter's bar sounds more interesting than going back home. Plus we'd get to spend more time with you two," said Sirius flatly.
Finding out he was the last 'living' Marauder had come as a hard blow, especially when Dean had retrieved Teddy Lupin and dropped him off with Ellen.
Dean woke up without warning on a bench, wondering what the hell was going on now. He could tell with ease he wasn't in his own time. A simple look at the newspaper stand across the street told him that much.
He ignored the cop, claiming a friend had thought it hilarious to drop him off on the middle of the bench, and his tone said it wasn't the first time.
The first thing he did was get some coffee...he had barely gone to sleep before he was dragged into the past.
So when he heard the name Winchester, it was all he could do not to snarl. It was a big surprise to see his father before he turned into a paranoid bastard.
Though he could be forgiven for stalking the man a bit.
Dean snorted, watching John debate against a minivan and the Impala. So he took a look at the engine and frowned.
"You're kidding right? This thing is about seven months from needing a new radiator, the battery's almost dead, and the carburetor's almost shot!" said Dean.
John and the poor car salesmen stared.
"I repair cars for a living. This thing isn't worth it. This one, however, looks to be in good condition and from the look of it just needs a better battery in about a few months," said Dean with a shrug. He knew cars like the back of his hand.
The crappy minivan was a disaster waiting to happen, but the Impala was in better shape. And it had nothing to do with his personal bias for the car, really.
John looked at the van's engine and spotted most of what Dean had in five seconds. Then he looked at the Impala.
"You know your cars," admitted John, impressed.
"Like I said, I fix them for a living."
"John Winchester."
"Dean Harvelle," he said, though he wasn't too sure about shaking John's hand, knowing what he would turn into later.
"Damn. Sammy, if only you could see... wait, I have a camera!" said Dean. He snapped a few pictures of their birth parents, mostly of Mary though.
Dean put his camera back in his bag right before Mary nearly caved his throat in.
"Dammit you idjit, I'm a hunter!" said Dean trying to breath. Never had he been more thankful for partial transformations. His dragon scales kept him from being choked!