For starters, I'm going to apologize for taking almost two months to update. University and exams had been killing me (and the whole drama in the Destiel fandom) didn't help. So here it is, and here is the meaning behind this chapter title: "angelsarewatchingoveryoudean . tumblr post/68845484963/a-broken-hallelujah-questions-of-my-childhood"
I hope you can forgive me.
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Chapter 6
Questions of my childhood
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"You sure that you don't want your breakfast in your bed?" asked a concerned Cas to Dean.
"For God's sake, Cas! It's been three weeks! Get out of my ass!" exclaimed Dean angrily as he sat at the table in the main room of the Bunker.
"I was never in your ass," answered Cas, and Dean could have been fooled if it wasn't for the small glint that he saw in the fallen angel's eyes. The fucker understood the expression and he was just messing around with him, Dean smiled.
"Please, leave your sex life matters inside the bedroom," said Sam coming with the pancakes for Dean.
Dean was about to complain when Sam's phone started ringing.
"Yes?"
"Hi, Sam."
"Eugenia," acknowledged her Sam, Dean hardened his eyes when he heard the name.
"I'm calling 'cause... because I need your help," she said.
"What's the matter?" asked Sam.
"It's Garth," said Eugenia, "we found out about this vampire nest. I told him to wait a week before going, but he didn't listen and went anyway. Now I hadn't been able to contact him for over a day, I'm worried."
"Were you able to find the nest?" asked Sam.
"I know where it is," told him Eugenia, "But I can't check it out on my own."
"Why not?" inquired Sam surprised.
"Sam, all I have done so far was help Garth kill a wendigo, and then a salt and burn case on my own. But I don't have the experience or skills for more. Besides, I hope I don't need to tell you why a girl may have trouble in a vampire case."
"Oh... Ew!" said the boy who used to drink demon blood.
"So... could you guys come and help me?" asked the woman.
"Yeah, of course. Where are you?" agreed Sam.
"Two Cents Motel, Springfield, Colorado."
"Okay, we are going," said Sam hanging up, "We need to go," he said turning around to Dean.
"Why?" questioned him his brother.
"Look, I know that you don't like her, but this is about Garth," told him the youngest hunter.
"What did he do this time?" sighed Dean.
"He went after a vampire nest and so far he's been MIA for a whole day," informed him Sam.
"That dumbass, okay, let's go," said Dean.
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Dean drove fast. He was worried about Garth, the stupid hunter was one of his few and alive friends after all. They arrived at the motel in five hours. Sam knocked at the door with the number that Eugenia had texted him. The woman opened the door.
"Hi, come in," she greeted them, this time, unlike the last one they had seen her, she was not wearing pajamas but jeans and a plaid shirt, most importantly she was wearing shoes and not pink slippers.
The boys entered the room and where met with a contrasting sight. On one hand, the bed was not only unmade but covered in what seemed to be a mix of used and unused clothes, and even a bra. On the other hand, printed papers with clues about the whereabouts of the vampires were pinned to the wall in a way that bothered on OCD. On the table, what seemed to be her entire collection of guns and weapons were neatly set on it.
"I don't think that tranquilizer will serve against vampires," said Dean with a mocking tone grabbing a dart, a plaid shirt and the girl believed herself to be a hunter.
"It doesn't have tranquilizer, it has dead man's blood," explained Eugenia.
"Oh," said Dean fleetly leaving the dart back on the table.
"So what do you got?" asked Sam.
"Well, the red pins here are all the places where blood drained bodies had appeared," said the woman pointing at a map at the town, "However, according to the police investigation and our own questioning we figured that the attacks were actually happening here, and they were leaving the bodies on another place to mess around with the police. So we hided till one appeared and we captured him. Then we got out of him where the nest was and-"
"How did you managed to tell you, vampires don't tell on their own," asked Sam.
Eugenia looked at the table where along the weapons there was a jar of dead man's blood. Sam saw a couple of used syringes on the table that he hadn't noticed before.
The woman cast a brief glance at Dean before saying, "It doesn't matter," and taking in some air, she continued, "Anyway, once we knew we kill him. We were about to go but that's when my menstruation came. So I couldn't go because they were going to smell me coming from blocks away. But if we didn't go immediately they were going to know that we were after them. So after arguing, Garth decided to go on his own. And then he wasn't answering his phone so I called you and that's it."
"So if you know where they're nesting, why hadn't you gone already?" asked Dean who still mistrusted the woman.
"Because ignoring the fact that I'm menstruating, I would most likely get myself killed," she answered, Dean raised and eyebrow like asking what was the problem of that, Eugenia continued, "And though I give two cents about my own life this is not about me, this is about Garth. And I won't risk his life."
"Why?" asked Cas, he wanted to understand the intentions of the woman to know if his judgment of her was correct.
"He's my best friend," answered Eugenia, she didn't add that he was also the only one she had.
"Let's go then," said Sam. They grabbed the weapons and syringes with dead man blood and left the motel room. When Eugenia was trespassing the door, Sam held her back by the shoulder, "Everything's going to be alright," he told her "He'll be fine."
The woman stared at him, before saying, "Thank you, Sam," and when she smiled to him, even though it was a sad smile, it was also genuine.
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The nest was located on a big typical, though a little on the outskirts of town, suburban house. Not the kind of place where you'd expect five adult vampires to be living in, six if you counted the one that Garth and Eugenia had killed. They entered the house by the backdoor, that Dean had successfully opened with a lock pick. Besides the kitchen that was totally empty, the rest of the room of the main floor were clean. It was like a normal family lived there, but it seemed to forced.
Dean didn't like it. Sharpening even more his senses, he spoke.
"Eugenia and I'll check upstairs. You and Cas, go and check downstairs," he told his brother, he knew that he and Cas were perfectly capable of looking over themselves, and this way, Dean could keep an eye on Eugenia. He still didn't trust her, there was something in her that made his hunter senses tingle.
"No, Dean," said Cas, "I'll go with you."
The hunter and the former angel stared at each other for several seconds. Dean was perfectly able to read in the other's eyes his need to protect him. And the devotion and love that he saw in those blue eyes softened the tone of his answer.
"Come on, Cas, I'm a grown up man. I don't need you to babysit me," but the hardness of his words didn't reach his voice, because he understood why Cas didn't want him to let him out of his sight. He knew that the memory of what had happened the last time was still fresh in the fallen angel's memory.
"You were my charge once," said Cas, "I am no longer an angel, however, I still hav- I need you to let me watch over you."
Dean was at a lack of words after the confession. The angel's name got stuck in his throat while they shared one of those looks where they got lost in each other's soul.
"Come on, Euge. Let's check the basement," said Sam to put an end to any argument, specially because he wasn't going to stand another session of eye-fucking between Cas and his brother.
"Alright," agreed Eugenia immediately, casting an amused glance at Cas and Dean, this was way better than any fanfiction. It was so canon that she had to hide back a smile, but then she remembered that Garth was still missing and she was back full-on hunting mode.
It took a few seconds for Dean to come back from the depth of Cas' eyes. He had to remind himself that this was not the moment for it. True, it was the excuse that he used all the time to not face his feelings for the fallen angel, but now in the the middle of a hunt, it was really not the moment for it. His brother and Eugenia were already gone, so he and Cas went upstairs.
The rooms were empty of vampires. The entire house seemed empty, even though it was full of furniture and decorations. It was clean, noted Dean while he passed by a giant cupboard in the middle of the hallway, not a trace of dust on it. However, it felt fake, like it was there and none used it. What bothered him the most was that he could not properly put a finger on was wrong about the house.
He hadn't got any time to dwell in his thoughts, because suddenly Cas grabbed him and pushed him against the wall next to the giant cupboard. His hands was over his mouth silencing him. And then he heard how someone, probably one of the vampires came down from a trap door on the ceiling, passed by, without noticing them thanks to Cas quick thinking when he hid them. Cas took away the hand from his mouth and they waited to hear the vampire take the stairs down and leave. They were both alone again.
Dean now noticed how the other's body was fully pressed against him. Their chests moving together and he knew that his labored breath had nothing to do with the vampire that had passed. His eyes locked together with Cas' and there was no more denying it. This, what was happening between them. It was clear in the way that Cas held him as if he never wanted to let him go. It was clear in the beginning of an erection in his own pants. It was clear in the way that those blue eyes looked at him with so much love and devotion and lust. Dean's eyes dropped to those kissable lips and that was it. He couldn't hold back anymore. He didn't care that they were in the middle of a hunt, that vampires could storm in at any given moment, that it was clearly not the right time. He was in.
He looked one last time at Cas eyes, and he finally drove in for that kiss. But then, something snapped in Cas. His features hardened, and without a single word, he dropped him and took several steps back. Dean had to hold in a sharp breath because suddenly, it hurt. They hadn't been a "I'm scared, I can't do this," or "We should leave this for later", that had been plain old rejection. And it hurt deep.
Dean asked him for an explanation with his eyes, but Cas refused to give him one when he looked away.
"We need to check the attic," whispered Cas, his voice dried of any emotion.
The hunter nodded, trying to get his head back into the hunt. He didn't understood it, he had been so sure that Cas was on the same page than him. But guess that is what happens when you let your feelings out, Dean thought.
The attic turned out to be empty of monsters, but lying on the floor there was the pale body of the missing boy. Cas kneeled on the floor and checked the boy's pulse.
"He's dead, Dean," he informed.
"Yeah, thank you, Doctor McCoy," snapped at him Dean, without the patience to stand Cas' obvious comments. To make things worse the fresh blood stains on the floor told that a few minutes ago the boy was probably still alive, meaning that if they had gotten to the attic sooner they may had defeated the vampire and saved the boy's life.
"Let's go downstairs," snorted Dean, the vampires were probably all in the basement and if something had happened to his brother he would kill that bitch.
Emotionally rejected Dean was something dangerous.
When they arrived at the basement they saw that indeed, the blood-sucking monsters were there and Sam and Eugenia were fighting them. The gigantic hunter had just finished decapitating one of the vampires while Eugenia was struggling with one of her own.
"Come on, you little angel," said seductively the male vampire while he dodged the woman's blows, "You smell so good, I bet you taste specially better," he finished jumping on her.
But Eugenia had managed to take out one of the syringe with dead man blood and stabbed the vampire in the neck with it.
It would had worked if it wasn't that she had forgotten to take out the cap that protected the noodle. Apparently Garth had been a good teacher. It may had been her end if it wasn't that Cas with one swift motion cut off the head of the monster.
"Thank you," said Eugenia, after the headless body fell to the floor while she went to grab her blade that she had dropped some time during the fighting.
"You're welcome," answered her Cas cordially.
And that pissed Dean off, because it hadn't been the same dry I'm-an-angel-of-the-Lord-with-no-feelings tone that Cas had used with him a few moments before, it had been regular little-angel-in-a-trenchcoat-with-feelings tone. Okay, without the trenchcoat, and the feelings had actually just been regular concern for another person's life, but still, there had been emotion. And that's was more than what he had gotten so far.
Dean vented out his frustration by decapitating as many vampires as he could.
They only let one alive vampire to interrogate her about Garth.
"Where is he?" asked Dean to the female vampire, pressing his blade against her.
"There," motioned the vampire pointing to a corner of the basement that had a different set of sheets hanging.
Eugenia rushed to the sheets and moved them away. Lying on a dirty bed there was Garth apparently unconscious. The woman didn't hesitated on taking the man between her arms and hold him there.
"What have you done to him?" demanded to know Dean pressing his machete against the monster.
"Nothing, I swear," she said, "He came in, blade in hand and everything, he took a few steps and fell down the stair. He's been unconscious ever since," she explained, "There's no fun in playing with your food if it is asleep," she said.
And just like that, Dean killed her just for suggesting that his friend was food.
In cue, as if knowing that the action was over, Garth woke up.
"What did I miss?" he asked.
Dean sighed relieved.
"You stupid bloody idiot," insulted him Eugenia hugging him hard, "Do that to me again and I'll kick your ass so hard that you won't be able to walk straight for a week," she threatened him.
"Hey, I love you too!" said Garth hugging her back.
"How do you feel? Are you fine?" asked a concerned Sam.
"Save from a small headache I'm super," answered Garth.
"Are you good enough to get the Hell out of here?" asked him Dean.
"Yeah," grunted the hunter.
Sam was helping Garth to get up, when a stranded vampire came out from somewhere between the hanging sheets. He seemed to be a newly transformed one, he was scared and therefore, he was dangerous.
It happened fast. One second Eugenia was helping Garth, the next one she had her hand on the vampire's face. There was white light coming from the creature's eyes and then he fell down to the ground dead.
"The fuck?" exclaimed Eugenia horrified taking several steps back once she realized what she had just done.
There was a moment of dumbstruck silence, until Garth spoke.
"Gurl, did you just totally smite that vampire?"
"I- I-" stuttered Eugenia unable to come with a proper answer.
"Cool," smiled Garth.
But the other three hunters didn't seem to think so.
"Who are you?" questioned her Cas abruptly grabbing her by her arms, but before she could ever utter an answer, he asked her again, "What's your name?"
"I'm- I'm Eugenia," she muttered.
"No, give me your real name!" demanded Cas, his tone becoming dangerous, he needed to know if she was a fallen angel, and if that so, how and why.
"I've told you," breathed the woman, "I'm Eu-"
"Don't! Give me your real name!" urged Cas.
"She's telling the truth, bro," said a voice from behind the hunters.
A new surprised silence reigned the basement.
"What? Did ya' miss me?" asked Gabriel with a smile on his lips.
"Weren't you dead?" asked Dean as soon as he got out of his stupor.
"What? You thought that Cassie here is the only one that Dad ever brings back from the dead?" chuckled the archangel and smirked with a playful evilness when he saw the shock on the others' faces, "Anyway," he resumed clasping his hands together, "she's telling the truth, she's not a fallen angel."
"Yes, yes, I'm human, I'm human," said Eugenia hurriedly trying to convince herself more than the others.
Gabriel laughed.
"Well, you are not that either," he said.
"Nah, I am human, I am," denied Eugenia, unable to accept otherwise, but she knew that humans don't smite vampires.
"Then what is she?" asked Sam.
Gabriel's smile grew.
"She is..." from somewhere came the sounds of drums, Gabriel waited for several seconds, letting the drums increase in temp, until they suddenly stopped, "a half-angel, half-human," he exclaimed, "You're literally one of your kind," he said to Eugenia.
"That's ridiculous," complained the woman, "it makes no sense."
"She's a nephilim, then," said Cas.
"Aren't you listening, bro?" tutted him Gabriel, "Nephilim is the descendant of an angel and a human. She is half-angel, half-human. Dad made her that way on purpose."
Gabriel held Cas' stare for a long while, the fallen angel knew the implications of the archangel's words. Their Father.
"Why?" asked Cas.
"Because she is, and let me add more music to it," the sound of drums reappeared, "The vessel of God."
The five hunters just stayed in a perplexed silence.
"Oh, come on, the demons get it, but you don't?" chastised them Gabriel, "The Father will come through the Mother," he said as if it was the most obvious thing in the universe.
"But Euge doesn't have any child," said Garth, "You don't, do you?" he then asked turned to the woman.
"I don't, but..." Gabriel smiled while the pieces started falling into place into the girl's mind, "Eugenia Victoria Antoni... EVA."
"Eve," translated Cas from the Spanish, realization dawning in him too.
"So... she truly is the vessel of God?" asked Dean, because then maybe he should treat the future vessel of God a tiny bit better.
"Yep," affirmed Gabriel matter of factly.
"What does it have related to her being half-angel, half-human?" asked Sam.
"I thought you were the smart one, Samsquatch," said the archangel, "you don't truly expect that any ordinary human can be God's vessel, right? Prophet's can barely serve as temporary vessels, the old man's final and eternal vessel can only be but special."
"What do you mean?" asked Eugenia.
Gabriel sighed, "And I raised you to be a smart girl. Anyway, a vessel can only be human, right? And not every human can sustain being a vessel. Some even have problems with lesser angels, right? I mean, Luci had to drink lots of demon blood for his vessel to hold him. It is more than obvious that God's true vessel will need something special to hold him, right? Something, like a Grace," he explained elongating some words.
"No, wait," exclaimed Eugenia, "It still doesn't make sense. How can I be God's vessel when I was born and raised in a whole different universe. I mean, sure, there were some ghost and stuff, my uncle was possessed by one twice a year. But no way it was the same magic and laws as here, so no, I can't be God's vessel or some kind of human/angel hybrid."
"Oh, yeah, about that, little sis," said Gabriel, "All of you life happened in this very universe."
"The fuck?" was Eugenia's expression.
"Say hello to mum and dad," said the archangel, and with a snap of his fingers a middle age couple appeared, "Say hello to Russell," and a small dog appeared, "You had to grow up in a controlled environment."
Eugenia's eyes were filled with tears, she opened and closed her mouth several times trying to speak but no words came out.
"Why?" she finally gasped.
"Daddy said you had to live a normal life, but you also had to know the supernatural side of things so..." said Gabriel casually.
"But there were the books, why it had to be..." but she couldn't finish because she was slowly entering a stage of shock.
"Oh, where would have been the fun of that?" asked Gabriel with a grin.
"The fun..." repeated Eugenia because she couldn't believe it.
The girl fell to his knees and Garth rushed to her to comfort her.
"You said you'd spoken to Father," intervened Cas, changing the focus of the conversation.
"Well, that implies that we exchanged words, it was actually more, he spoke and I listened," explained Gabriel.
"And what did he say?" asked Cas, something akin to hope shone in his eyes.
The features of the archangel softened, and he was no longer the trickster but a big brother speaking to his younger sibling.
"He didn't say much, he only gave me instructions regarding her and that's it. He then dropped me in 1990 with a baby. And I obeyed because..." and the facade of the carefree archangel was up again, "Well, the old man had just brought me back, what's one small favor, right?" but everyone could see in his eyes that there was more to it than what he let through.
However, the family moment was broken when Eugenia started groaning in pain. She was bended over the floor, her fingers clutching in vain to the floor while Garth still comforted her with his hands on her shoulders.
"Oh, about that," commented Gabriel, "your Grace is awakening, and it's going to hurt. So, sorry, little sis, but hey, you'll get a new set of shining wings!" he smiled and then turned to Castiel, "And before I forget," he said taking several steps towards Cas with an extended hand.
"Hey, hey," stopped him Dean stepping between the two angels and taking out from his jacket one of the angel blades that they had retrieved from the fallen angels that had attacked them, "What do you think you're doing?"
"Helping, of course," said Gabriel with a cocky smile.
"And since when do you want to help?" told off Dean.
"Alright, now I feel insulted," complained the archangel, "In the first place if it wasn't for me you wouldn't had known how to put Luci back in the cage. Besides, it's not like I hadn't been helping you lately," before Dean could ask Gabriel's entire form transformed before his eyes making him look like an entirely different person, "Come on, Dean-o, don't tell me you have forgotten already."
"Son of a bitch!" exclaimed the hunter when he recognized the mailman that had brought him the flower extract to cure his brother.
"Really? Don't you thought that you had it easy with those demons? And did you truly, truly believe that that dumbass had figured out the whole Ibirá pita thing?"
"Hey!" complained Garth when he realized of the insult.
"Nothing personal, kiddo," said Gabriel turning back into his regular shape, "I still think you're awesome. And by the way, you three owe me," he finished and finally reaching Cas his pushed his hand against the man's chest.
Cas curled back in pain.
"There, now the devil you know won't be able to find you," he said, "I'm still waiting for my 'thank you' you know. You owe me..." he said stepping back, "in big," and with a snap of his fingers Gabriel was gone.
"That son of a bitch!" shouted Dean, because really, he was tired of all those dick movements. The hunter looked at the girl on the floor and felt awkward, sure he may not like her, but he still felt kind of sorry for her, "I think we need to leave," he said, Garth would be able to deal with her.
"If you need help with your... Grace, call me," offered Cas kneeling briefly besides her, because he had realized that she was now family, and maybe just one of his relatives that didn't want him dead. Eugenia could barely nod between sobs.
"Yeah, call us," said Sam, he wanted to comfort her more, but Garth was already taking care of that. He had hoped that maybe once, he had found a friend for himself. Garth, Charlie, they were all Dean's friends first, not his. Besides, Dean had Cas. The fallen angel was his friend, yes, but he didn't have the 'profound bond' thing.
And he, aside from his brother he was alone. No stable relationship whatsoever.
It wasn't until they fully left the house that Eugenia's sobs were not heard anymore.
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So I had been afraid of this chapter. Eugenia's story is tricky and to easily to fall into a Mary-Sue thing (I mean, fangirl who gets into the spn verse, has then angel powers and it's then related to some of the main characters, that's classic storyline for a Mary-Sue). So that's why several times I considered re doing her whole story line, erasing the whole coming from a new universe and being raised by Gabriel. But then, just when I was going to press the reset button for her story I realised that there was things that fit for her character and my intention of putting her in the story. So her original story stayed. I think I managed to tell it right. You'll be the judges to that. It's fair to assume that you may have some kind of idea of why I need her in the story now.
The Destiel in this story is slowing escaliting. I mean, things will get there soon, but first thing are going to go down. Last chapter was about breaking Cas, and now he's broken. He thinks he doesn't deserve Dean, he would leave if he wasn't determined to do his best to protect him. But he won't claim him as he wants to. And Dean. Well, Dean has made a long path and he's finally more accepting of what he wants and... damn it! They were so close.
Garth is a cutie pie. And I love him. Which won't be good news for him in the future.
Gabriel... I was holding him back since chapter 2. He's going to appear in a couple of chapters more, with a bit of a more active participation than just the deliver of the explanation for the plot twist.
And Sam... I once read a post of how Sam is the only one who doesn't have like a friendship, a stable relationship. At the begining I wanted to put Eugenia there, and give him that friendship outside his brother that he ao much needs. But then, Eugenia was set more to have a deeper conection with Garth than with Sam, even though she and Sam do share a conection (thanks to having shared a motel room at the begining). So no, Eugenia is Sam's friend, but is not the friendship that he needs. Which is great for the story, because it helps to alienate Sam and put him down, but no so great for Sam.
Anyway I hope you like it and thank you for being patient with me.