Here's the next chapter. I am so sorry for not updating but that doesn't mean I haven't been writing! I have so much written down in a notebook of one of my classes that is irrelevant. I have at least four chapters, AT LEAST so you guys will be getting more updates I just need to transcribe them. Enjoy!
"Ghouls," Oliver asked raising an eyebrow.
"Seriously?" Diggle asked, looking from Felicity to her family and back again, "Ghouls are a thing?"
"Oh yeah," Dean nodded with a sarcastic smile, "Unfortunately they're not the only stupid monsters out there. Witches? Totally a thing."
"Anyways," Felicity said stepping forward and rolling her eyes at Dean's bitter vendetta towards witches, "You being Oliver Queen and the notorious vigilante, you know this city better than anyone and my family knows monsters better than anyone, so together this shouldn't take very long."
"I agree Felicity," Oliver said, "Where are you staying?"
"My place," Felicity said at the same time Jo said, "A motel." Oliver chuckled quietly, "How about neither? My mother is in jail and Thea is going to Bermuda tomorrow, so I'll have the entire house to myself."
"We appreciate the offer but we wouldn't want to intrude." Sam said with a grateful smile.
"I insist."
"Are you sure because we don't min—"
"Shut up Sammy he insists," Dean said elbowing sam in the side.
"You're coming too Felicity."
Felicity went to protest but Oliver silenced her with a finger to her lips and a stern look. He lowered his finger, "Fine," she grumbled.
"It's settled then," Diggle said with a clap of his hands, "How about I take Felicity to get her stuff with Mrs. Harvelle and Oliver rides with these boys so he can show them the way to the Queen house."
Oliver just nodded and left so Dean and Sam followed. Felicity looked confused but Jo knew, "He wants to ride in the car doesn't he?"
Diggle smiled, "So bad."
Felicity laughed, "That's gotta be funny, Oliver Queen riding in the backseat."
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Oliver walked around to the passenger side but Dean put a hand on his shoulder before he got in.
"Backseat buddy, Sammy sits there." He grunted and got in the driver's side.
"It's not that he doesn't want you to sit next to him, I just don't fit in the back." Sam told him with a friendly smile. Oliver looked at him for a moment and noticed something that he didn't before. Sam looked tired. He had noticed that both Dean and Sam looked like they had been worn down to nubs, like they had been through more than maybe even he had. But Sam just looked so worn out, so tired. Sam got in and so did Oliver.
"This is a beautiful car," Oliver stated.
Dean smiled and Sam rolled his eyes.
"So how long have you been uh…hunters?" He asked remembering the word Felicity had used earlier.
"All our lives." Dean answered, "It's all we know."
"How long have you known Felicity?"
They both smiled at this question, "I was seven like Felicity and Jo, and Dean was eleven. We've been a weird misfit family ever since."
Oliver nodded and was quiet for the rest of the ride aside from giving directions occasionally. When they pulled up to the Queen mansion, Sam scoffed and Dean whistled loudly.
"Welcome to the large and incredibly empty Queen household," Oliver said slightly bitter. They got out of the car and Oliver handed them their duffle bags from the backseat.
"Why didn't you keep these in the trunk?"
Sam and Dean smiled at each other and waved Oliver towards the back of the impala.
"You have a secret basement underneath a club, we have a false bottom in the trunk." Dean said and opened up the back of the impala, false bottom and all. Oliver's eyebrows hit his hairline and he leaned down to inspect the variety of weapons.
"I am going to, at some point, ask you what each of these is for." Oliver said simply. Sam and dean chuckled.
"After we make a plan and take care of these ghouls I'll answer all your questions." Sam assured him.
"And maybe you can play with a few," Dean said with a smirk, "But if you play with our toys we get to play with yours."
"Fair enough." Oliver said with a small grin.
That's when Diggle, Felicity, and Jo pulled up. Jo hopped out first leaving Diggle to help Felicity with her bags.
"Showing off our toys without me?" she asked Dean as she swayed in a fashion that could only be described as Jo-like.
"These aren't your toys though, are they babe?" Dean asked with a smirk but then Sam cleared his throat.
"Actually Dean, three of the knives and one of the sawed off's are hers."
"Not mine huh?" Jo raised an eyebrow and Dean shrugged, "If I'm being totally honest," Jo continued, "One of the knives belongs to Felix, I brought it for her."
"What's mine?" Felicity asked stopping in front of everyone with Diggle.
"This," Jo reached into the trunk and pulled out a silver butterfly knife. Engraved on it was SMOAK in simple font, "You left it at home last time you visited."
Felicity reached for it and flipped it around like it had never left her hands, "I thought I lost this, thank you."
Oliver and Diggle looked at her like she had three heads.
"You can't hit a punching bag correctly but you can do that?" Diggle scoffed.
Felicity blushed and Dean chuckled, "Felicity is a lot like Sammy. She's good with computers and she's good with knives but her coordination sucks." Jo laughed, Felicity glared at him and Sam smacked him on the back of the head. Oliver laughed too and led them into the house.
"Make yourselves at home. I can show you to your rooms later."
"Do you have two rooms that are connected?" Dean asked. Sam rolled his eyes, "Dean seriously? There's no need—"
Dean turned on him, "Just shut up Sammy. There is a need." Everyone else but Jo looked confused.
"Um, yeah we do," Oliver said slowly, "I can show you where it is now?"
"Go on Sam, you need sleep." Dean said with a nod of his head. Sam followed sluggishly behind Oliver with his duffle. Diggle lead them into the living room and Oliver returned just as they were sitting down. He sat down on the other side of Felicity so that she was between himself and Diggle. Dean sat across from them with his arm around Jo.
"Dean, what's wrong with Sam?" Oliver had only ever heard concern like that in Felicity's voice a few times. Dean sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, Jo squeezed his hand.
"I know you're worried kid but its complicated, we should focus on the case for now."
"Dean you know I can't do that. I won't be able to focus until I know he's okay."
"Do you want is to leave until you're finished talking?" Oliver asked. Jo shook her head, "It's not the type of thing that can't be heard by outsiders, you'll just be a tad confused. Anyways Felix might wanna hold your hand."
"You see Felicity, Sammy's not okay." Dean said quietly, Felicity stayed silent to let him continue, "We weren't totally honest with you about everything that happened after we stopped the apocalypse and shoved Lucifer back in his cage." Felicity's face darkened.
"It's not because we didn't want to tell you Felix, we just didn't want you to lose focus on your life here. You got out, yah know?" Jo mused.
"So what?" Felicity asked angrily, "You're family! From now on I am always in loop." Dean and Jo nodded.
"That year that we kind of fell of the face of the earth? It wasn't because Sam was dead. It was because he wasn't Sam."
"So when you called me and told me that Sam was alive he already had been for a year?"
"You and Sammy have always been really close, I didn't want you to see him how he was." Oliver quietly took her hand and she squeezed it.
"How he was?" Felicity barely whispered.
"For the year that we thought he was dead, when Dean came to live with me and my mom and you came home for a little while, Sam wasn't actually dead." Jo explained to her.
She opened her mouth to speak but no words came out.
"Sammy did die Felicity," Dean whispered, "I watched him take control of Lucifer, after he beat the shit out of me, and jump into the pit. He was gone."
"But then Cas brought him back," Jo continued, "We'll explain the details at another time, it's a complicated story."
"He was alive for an entire year and let you think he was dead?" Felicity asked, shocked looking right at Dean.
"He wasn't Sam, kiddo," Dean told her, "When Cas pulled him outta Lucifer's cage he didn't pull everything out. For almost two years Sammy was soulless."
Felicity's breath hitched. Oliver and Diggle were having a hard time actually believing what they were saying but they kept quiet because they could see how Felicity didn't just believe; talk like this was normal for her. She took it in the same way someone else would if you told them their brother had PTSD.
Dean looked down at his lap where Jo was holding his hand, "He came back about six months before we told you he was alive. He let me believe he was dead for a year. When Sam was soulless he genuinely didn't care about anything, not even himself let alone me."
"So when you called me and told me he was alive he was…"
"We had just gotten his soul back." Jo answered Felicity's unanswered question.
"I uh…I bound Death, and after I did him a favor he got Sammy's soul out of the cage but there was a slight hiccup." Dean continued, "When Death put Sam's soul back inside him he had to put up a wall in Sam's head to protect his mind from all the torture that his soul had to go through. Lucifer ad Michael were stuck in the cage with the guy who put them there. If the wall broke Sammy wouldn't make it. He would slowly lose his mind, become a drooling mess and then die." Dean's voice cracked on those last few words. Jo took over.
"About a month ago Sam's wall broke." She whispered. Some tears started trailing down Felicity's cheek.
"That's why I need a room next to Sammy. In case he has a nightmare, or hallucination, or even a seizure."
"You can't do anything to help him heal?" Diggle asked. Felicity answered for them, "No there isn't. The only person that could help him is dead." She was referring to Gabriel but Oliver and Diggle didn't know that and they didn't pry.
"You said he has hallucinations," Oliver spoke up, "What kind of hallucinations?" "The kind that won't go away," Dean said sadly, "Sam's resulted to squeezing his injured hand in case he mixes up what's real and what isn't."
"When I'm stressed or haven't slept ina day or two I see my friends' that helped me survive on the island, when I ignored them they went away." Oliver said trying to be helpful.
Dean smiled sadly at Oliver, "That's where you and Sam are different. Sam doesn't see friends or people he knew, he sees Lucifer, and he's as real as you and me to Sam. I tell Sam that I'm the one who's real and that Lucifer is all in his head and Lucifer says the same thing about ne. Last week Sam slept a total of six hours. Nothing normal is going to help him because it was something not normal that broke him."
"Then why are you here? Why didn't you send Bobby or another hunter? Sam isn't well enough to hunt." Felicity asked wiping tears from her face.
"He wanted to come." Jo said with a shrug, "He wanted to see you and he wants to hunt."
"Enough of this emotionally paralyzing information," Dean sighed, "Let's talk about ghouls."
Felicity showed them how she had been tracking who the ghouls were eating and how they were going about it. She even had a video she had caught from a corner store security camera in the Glades of two ghouls eating a man at the hot dog stand.
The video shocked Oliver and Diggle more than they would care to admit.
"How about we try and get some sleep and come at this again tomorrow morning?" Oliver suggested. They nodded and Oliver showed them to their rooms.
Diggle slept in the bedroom on the first floor, Dean and Jo were in the room directly next to Sam's and Felicity was across the hall from Oliver.
"Are you alright Felicity?" he asked.
"Not really. My brother is going insane and there's nothing I can do about it." She whispered.
"I wish I could help." He said giving her a hug.
"So do I," she mumbled into his chest, "Good night Oliver."
"Good night Felicity."
The Queen estate had thick walls, but not thick enough to muffle the screams of Sam Winchester.
Alright! Here's the second chapter! I was super surprised by all the amazing feedback I got from this and I'm so happy that you guys love this idea! Hope you guys like it so far! R&R! One Love. Liz.