A nice little chapter with the angels. As always, you're all amazing! Enjoy!
Note: I don't own any characters except Ashley.
"Sam, where the hell have you been?" Dean growled at him.
"Out," Sam replied calmly.
"You were with Ruby, weren't you?"
Sam looked down at the floor, saying nothing. "Dammit!" Dean cursed as he turned and paced a few steps away. I sighed, "Cas warned me about this."
"Cas?" Dean asked as he turned to face me. I nodded, "he said no matter how many times or what I tell Sam, he'll still end up in the same place. Both of you will. I just didn't really believe him."
"So where do we en–"
"Can it, moose," I snapped at him, "so what if I couldn't stop the end result from happening, but did you really have to leave right after I told you not to?" Sam shut up and looked at the floor again. "So what do we do now?" Dean asked. "Well it doesn't matter if we let the seal break or not because all 66 are gonna break anyways. But we still have to go stop it." Dean nodded and I looked over at Sam. "What you still want me to come with you?" Sam asked, shocked. "Good point, you shouldn't," Dean spat at him. I glared at Dean, "Sam might me an asshole now, but he's gonna regret everything later. So suck it up, he's coming with us." Dean huffed, grabbed his bags and walked outside. I walked past Sam to go outside and see Dean while Sam got his stuff. He was leaning against the impala when I came out. I walked over and leaned next to him, our hips touching. "Look, I know you're pissed at him. But he's your brother," Dean looked over at me, still saying nothing, "and you don't get to just leave him." I paused before I spoke again, "He'll get better after he kills Lilith. Just, please don't be an ass to him, he feels bad about this." He sighed, "okay." Sam walked out, avoiding eye contact with Dean. We all piled into the impala and set off.
O.o
When we got there, Sam and Dean changed into suits and left to see the victim's wife. I stayed back at the motel, mindlessly flipping through the channels on the TV. I thought I heard something and looked up. "Holy shit!" I yelped as I rolled back off the couch. There were suddenly two angels in the room with me, Cas and Uriel. They just stared at me as I picked myself up off the floor. "This is the girl?" Uriel asked in a deep voice. "Yes," Cas answered him, "she's with the Winchesters." I just stood staring at them. "We're bac-" I heard Dean as the door opened, "Cas?"
"Hello, Dean. We're here to help with the seal."
"We?"
"This is Uriel, he's what you might call a specialist." Dean and Sam just looked back and forth between the angels. "And why is he here?"
"You need to leave immediately, we're going to destroy this town."
"And kill, what, 1,000 people?" Sam spoke up.
"The raising of Samhains is one of the seals. The lives of 1,000 outweigh the lives of 6 billion. There's a bigger picture here."
"So, what, your just gonna kill 1,000 people?" Dean was pissed.
"Lucifer cannot rise," Cas glared at him.
"He will anyways," I spoke up, "no matter what you do Lucifer will rise."
"We'll see about that," Uriel threatened.
"Look, just give us till tomorrow to stop it and if we can't, you can destroy the town." Sam tried to compromise. Cas and Uriel exchanged glances. "Fine," Cas growled, "but only until tomorrow, we're under strict orders." With that, both angels disappeared. I snorted, "some orders they were given."
"What do you mean?" Dean asked, suspicious. I turned to look at him and I smirked. "They were both told to listen to you."
"What?" Both brothers said at the same time. I nodded, "to test you under pressure during battlefield conditions or something like that." They both stood wearing shocked expressions. "Why?" Sam asked. "Beats me," I sighed, "You visit the high school girl today?"
"Yeah," Sam said, "and her teacher." I nodded again, "good cause the girl's the witch and the teacher is her helper." I laughed as Sam's jaw dropped.
O.o
Sam dropped like a fly onto his bed and I could see the light flicker out of Dean's eyes when I said I would sleep on the couch. I wanted to tell him that I was going to go over go him when Sam fell asleep, but that would ruin the point of sleeping on the couch in the first place. So I laid uncomfortably on the couch, one eye open, waiting for Sam to fall asleep. After what felt like hours, I heard him snoring. I quietly rolled off the couch and made my way over to Dean. He was laying on the further bed, looking up at the celling. When he saw me he sat up halfway, a confused expression on his face. I just smiled at him as I slid into the bed, pressing right up against his side. He nuzzled his face into my hair and wrapped an arm around me. "I thought you were sleeping on the couch," he tried to joke, but I could hear the disappointment in his voice. "Why would I want to sleep on a couch, when I could sleep here with you?" I murmured into his chest, gasping quietly when I realized he was only wearing a pair of sweatpants. He heard me gasp and started chuckling quietly. I looked up at him and smiled, his eyes were dancing with happiness. I stretched my neck and kissed him. He responded immediately, forcing my mouth open and sliding his tongue in. I broke away, looking at him expectantly. "Ashley," he whined softly, "I haven't seen you all day." I felt shock sweep across my face as I realized he missed me. Words started to form on his lips, but they never made it out. My lips melted back onto his as I scooted up higher so I was level with him. I ran my hands over his chest and abdomen, feeling all of his hard muscles. He broke away and started kissing down my neck. I moaned as his cool lips met with my skin. "Dean," I gasped, "Sam's right there."
"So?" He replied gruffly, "he can leave." His lips met with mine again, as he slipped his tongue back into my mouth. His hands went under my shirt and started sliding up and down my back. I lightly traced my hands down his sides and trailed just above the waistband of his sweats. He moaned softly into my mouth and shifted his hips. "Ashley..." he whimpered, trailing off. I slid my hands up his sides and around his neck, pressing up against him. I broke away and pulled my face back inches from his. I could see lust sparkling in his deep green eyes. "Dean," I whispered sadly, "we can't." He looked at me for a while before he spoke. "I know," he sighed. I pulled my hand away from his neck to stroke his cheek with my thumb, "soon, ok? I prefer Sam not be in the same room as us." His chest rumbled as he wrapped his arms around me, effectively molding me into his side. I let my arms fall onto his warm chest. My eyelids suddenly became heavy and I started to slip away. "Goodnight," I murmured as my eyes shut completely and I fell asleep.