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Sam walked toward me slowly and then wrapped his arms around me. "We'll find him."
"How?" Castiel asked. "I can't find him. Where would he go?"
"Right now, get us back to Bobby's." Sam said.
Castiel nodded and a moment later we were in Bobby's living room. "Holy hell! Don't you all ever knock!"
My power was draining fast and I feel to my knees.
"Bobby, we need to find Dean." Sam said as he kneeled beside me.
Something inside me knew I could find him and I believed I knew how, but I needed more power. "I can do it! I think I know how, but I kind of used a ton of power on all those demons." I said to Sam.
He nodded, "Mind if we use a room, Bobby?" Sam asked.
"Why not? You just come zappin' in here without tellin' me what's going on." Bobby said.
"Cas, tell him. We'll be back down later." Sam picked me up and carried me upstairs.
While he carried me I flashed through my memories searching for a moment when I needed to find one of my… lovers. And I found it. I knew what to do.
Sam carried me into the room and set me on the bed. I took my jacket off and my holsters then my shirt. "You don't even have a scratch on you… how many did you fight?"
I shook my head, "Too many to count. They kept coming in waves."
He smiled at me, "You're unbelievable. Hard to think that a over a year ago you were just a hot waitress at a bar."
"That life kinda seems far away right now." I said.
He glanced at where my pendant sat still burning against my skin. "Does it hurt?"
"Not when I don't think about it." I said as I pulled his lips to mine.
He had removed my boots already and his jacket. I pulled his shirt over his head. He came back to kiss me, but I pulled away slightly, "I need everything you can give me, Sam. Finding him isn't gonna be easy."
Sam nodded, "You already have all of me, Dee." He brought his lips to mine and I felt the surge of energy.
He got my jeans off and his. He laid between my legs, thrusting just hard enough. I moaned, not caring who heard. I relished the flow of energy in my veins as much as I devoured his touch.
My back arched in pleasure. He thrust slightly harder and I moaned again, louder.
We were in the bed for hours. Having passed out for a couple of hours and then going again with just as much gusto. By the time we were done and dressed, I felt like I would burst with the flow of energy. It was already sunset and I needed to get it done and find Dean.
Thankfully, while the pendant burned my skin and was getting worse with all the power flowing through me, it hadn't burned Sam at all.
We headed back downstairs.
"Well aren't you two little bunnies in heat." Bobby said.
I blushed, "Sorry."
"You shouldn't be." Castiel said, "You'll need the power, but if you don't Dean soon… that amount of power will-"
"Yeah, I know."
"So, what do we do, darlin'?" Bobby asked.
"It's what I do." I unsheathed my dagger swallowed hard. "You're not gonna like this Sam, but it's the only way to find him quickly. I don't have much time. Once you two see me disappear, Castiel you can trace the essence, I know you can, you'll come find us. If Dean doesn't agree with what Sam and I, you do your angel thingy and knock him out and bring him back here."
"I don't think I like this." Castiel said.
"Dee, what exactly are you going to do?" Sam asked.
"It's not what I'm going to do, it's what you're going to do to me, but we might want to go outside for this." I started heading outside with the others behind me.
"Dee, what do I have to do?" Sam asked, not to certain.
I turned and faced him, "Do you trust me?"
He nodded, "You know I do."
I handed him my dagger, cut your hand, cover the dagger with your blood. Sam nodded and did as I asked.
"Now stab me with it."
Sam stopped and looked at me, "What? No! I won't do that, Dee!"
"Sam, please. It'll hurt, I won't lie. I'll feel it, I'll bleed, but I won't die. I know what I'm doing."
"If you do this and it goes wrong, Dee, you'll die." Castiel said.
"If I don't do this and can't find Dean, then I'm dead anyway. I can feel the power literally burning me." I pointed to my pendant. Then I looked at Sam, "You have to trust me, Sam."
He gripped the dagger and stepped toward me. He wrapped a hand around my neck and kissed me, "I love you."
"I love you too." I knew the risk, I knew the chance of it not working. But I also knew that I had maybe hours before the power truly began to burn me alive. I nodded at him.
He closed his eyes tightly and rammed the dagger into my stomach. He was knocked back, the dagger still in me. I fell to my knees and pulled the dagger out slowly, letting the blood pour on the ground. I screamed in pain, wind began to blow around me.
I got the dagger out and stabbed it into the ground. I chanted the words I saw in the memory, not really remembering at the moment what they meant. The wind picked up as I coughed up blood. I finished the chant and a burst of energy flooded into me in a single pound knocking me back and unconscious.
A moment later I was standing and gasping for air, my hand over my stomach no longer bleeding. Dean stood staring at me. "Dee? What the hell was that?"
Sam stepped out of the shadows wrapping an arm around me. "Don't ever ask me to do that again." He said after checking the my stomach wasn't bleeding and kissed my cheek
"How the hell did you two find me?" Dean asked.
Sam looked at him, "Trust me you don't want to know."
"Look, just get out of here, you're not changing my mind." Dean said.
"Dean," I stepped toward him. "You can't kill yourself."
"I'm not going to kill myself." Dean replied.
"No? So, Michael's not about to make you his Muppet? What the hell, man? I thought we were all in this together!"
"Dammit, Sam! I'm doing this for, Dee! I want her to have a better life than this! Michael wants? Fine, but he's going to do something for me first. I want Dee to have a better life, to be happy and safe." Dean said.
"You don't think I don't want that too? God, I love Dee more than I ever thought I could love anyone ever! You think I like that this is the life that she has, no! But she seems to be alright with it, so long as we're together. So, what? You're just gonna walk out on us? On her?"
"I'm not walking out on her! Don't you ever say that! And who are you to talk about walking away. All you've ever done is run away!"
"And I was wrong. Every single time I did." Sam said. "Bobby's working on something, just give it time. Please, for her."
"Oh, really? What?" Dean asked, but Sam said nothing. "You got nothing and you know it. And I'm doing this for her! Right now, she's one of the few things driving this decision."
"Alright, you both know I'm right here! Dammit, Dean!" I winced and lifted the pendant slightly from my chest by the chain but the chain burned my hand and I dropped the pendant over the shirt and it burned through until it was against my skin.
"Dee! What the hell is going on! Just take it-" Dean reached out, but Sam stopped him.
"Trust me I tried and it knocked me on my ass." Sam reached for the shirt bottom and pulled it down.
The pendant was literally burning a hole in my skin slowly.
"What's going on?" Dean asked.
"You made a choice." I said. "You're jeopardizing the bond and my power is consuming me."
"Then the fast I get this done the better." Dean said.
"You know I have to stop you." Sam said. "For her."
"Dean, please. You don't understand how this works. You can't do this and expect to save me, Dean. It doesn't work that way. And I think somewhere inside you know that."
"You two aren't going to stop me. You're not all hyped up on demon blood, Sam." Dean said.
"Yeah, I know. But I brought help." Sam said and Castiel stood behind Dean.
Dean turned around and Castiel knocked him out with his fingers on his forehead.
"Alright, let's get back to Bobby's." I said, stepping toward Sam and falling to my knees.
Sam caught me, "Dee?"
"It's started." I said feeling the burning in my veins.
"Get us back, Cas." Sam said.
A moment later we were in Bobby's living room. Castiel put Dean on the sofa. Sam held me in his arms.
Castiel woke Dean up. Dean sat up and looked around angry, until he saw me. "What's wrong?" he got and kneeled beside me.
I couldn't speak, the burning in my veins felt like it was holding my body hostage and I couldn't do anything.
"Her power is going to consume her, Dean." Sam said.
"Dammit, Dean!" Bobby said. "I know you love that girl right there, and God damn me but I care for her too. If she's so important to you look what this decision is doing to her. There's a reason Michael didn't want her to live. Did you ever stop to think that's because with her, the three of you can end this? What the hell happened to you?"
"Reality happened!" He sighed. "And she happened. I want better for her, Bobby."
"Yeah, well, does she look better to you."
"Even if you did go to Michael and he agreed to… whatever it is you want for Dee… She won't be herself anymore. She won't exist. The woman you're claiming to love will no longer exist." Castiel said.
Sam held me tighter, "Dean please, she's burning up."
Dean looked down at me and took me from Sam's arms, my body limp in his arms. "Dee…" He searched my eyes.
I searing pain flared through my body and I closed my eyes tightly squeezing out tears as a scream escaped from my lips.
"Alright! Alright! I'll stay! I won't do it!" He held me tighter. "I won't leave you. We'll figure this out together." He whispered as he kissed my cheek.
My pendant glowed brightly and Dean pulled away to look at it. The burning stopped and I was able to sit up and wrap my arms around him.
Castiel gasped and grabbed his head as he hunched over in pain.
"Cas, you okay?" Sam asked.
"No." He replied.
"What's wrong?" Sam asked.
"Something's happening." Castiel said.
"Where?" Dean asked as he pulled me up to my feet.
Castiel disappeared.
Dean furrowed his brows then pulled me back to him. "You take guilt trips to a whole new level." He whispered.
I pulled away and took him into the kitchen and we sat down at the table. "Dean, I love you. I get what you thought you were doing… I don't mind this life. With you and Sam, even if we're fighting and trying to stop an apocalypse. I wouldn't trade it for anything. I love you and Sam. I don't want a different life if it means not having either of you with me. And that's not just because of the power."
He leaned forward and brushed my cheek. "But if you could be happy, live a normal life… even without us…"
"I wouldn't be me." I moved to sit on his lap and he wrapped his arms around me. I cupped his cheek. "I don't want a normal life with anyone else. I just want you and Sam." I took a breath. "I won't live a life without you two."
Dean kissed me, "I love you."
"I know and I love you too." I wrapped my arms around his neck and he hugged me tightly.
Sam entered, but didn't say anything.
"How did you two find me anyway?" Dean asked.
I pulled away slightly.
"I had to stab her with her dagger. And I'm not doing it again." Sam said looking away.
"What the hell? You go looking for me to save her and you almost kill her?!" Dean said in a fury.
"I asked him to. I knew it was the only way to find you quickly." I said softly.
"Help." I heard Castiel say.
"Boys!" Bobby yelled.
We all rushed into the living room. Castiel laid a guy on the sofa.
"Who is it?" Bobby asked.
"That's our brother." Sam said.
"Your brother?!" I said in shock. "Since when do you two have another brother?"
"Wait a minute. Your brother? Adam?" Bobby asked.
"Cas, what the hell?" Dean asked as he stepped forward.
"Angels." Castiel replied.
"Angels? Why?" Sam asked.
"I know one thing for sure. We need to hide him now." Castiel put his hand on Adam's chest, doing the same branding he did to Sam and Dean to hide them from angels.
Adam woke up, "Where am I?
Sam stepped forward, "It's okay. Just relax, you're safe."
"Who the hell are you?" Adam asked.
"You're going to find this a little… a lot crazy, but we're actually your brothers." Dean said.
I was still confused, but didn't say anything.
"It's the truth. John Winchester was our father, too. See, I'm Sam-"
"Yeah, and I'm sure that's Dean. I know who you are." Adam said, then looked at me, "I know who she is too."
I crossed my arms, "How?" I asked.
"They warned me about you." Adam said.
"Who did?" Dean asked.
"The angels. Now where the hell is Zachariah?" Adam asked.
"So why don't you tell us everything? Start from the beginning." Dean said.
"Well, I was dead and in Heaven. 'Cept it- uh, kinda looked like my prom and I was making out with this girl, her name was Kristin McGee-"
"Yeah, that sounds like heaven. Did you get to third base?" Dean asked.
I rolled my eyes.
"Just uh, keep going." Sam said.
"Well, these… these angels, the popped out of nowhere, and they tell me that i- I'm chosen." Adam said.
"For what?" Sam asked.
"To save the world." Adam replied.
"How you gonna do that?" Dean asked.
"Oh, me and some archangel are going to kill the devil."
"What archangel?" Dean asked.
"Michael. I'm his uh, sword or vessel or something. I don't know." Adam said.
"Well, that's insane." Dean said.
"Not necessarily." Castiel said.
"How do you mean?" Dean asked.
"Maybe they're moving on from you, Dean." Castiel added.
"Well that doesn't make sense." Dean said.
"He is John Winchester's bloodline, Sam's brother. It's not perfect, but it's possible." Castiel nodded.
"Well you gotta be kidding me." Dean said.
"Why would they do this?" Sam asked.
"Maybe they're desperate. They didn't count on Dee in this lifetime or even being with you two. It complicates things." Castiel said glancing at me.
"Oh, right because this whole thing is my fault!" I said.
"That's not what he's saying. Look, no way. After everything that's happened? All that crap about destiny? Suddenly the angels have a plan B? Does that smell right to anybody?" Sam said, looking around.
"You know, this has been a really moving family reunion, but uh, I got a thing, so-" Adam went to walk passed Sam, but he stopped him.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. No, no. Sit down. Just listen, okay? Please."
"It's unbelievable!" Adam said in irritation.
"Now, Adam… the angels are lying to you. They're full of crap." Sam said.
"Yeah, I don't think so." Adam said.
"Really. Why not?" Sam asked.
"Um, 'cause they're angels." Adam said in a matter-of-fact tone.
"They tell you they were gonna roast half the planet?" Sam asked.
"They said the fight might get pretty hairy, but it is the devil, right? So we got to stop him." Adam replied.
"Yeah, but there's another way." Sam said.
"Great. What is it?" Adam asked.
"We're working on 'the power of love'." Dean replied with a small hint of sarcasm.
"How's that going?"
"Mmm. Not good." Dean said with a shrug.
I walked out of the room and into the kitchen.
"You realize she's not who she says she is, right?" I heard Adam trying to say quietly.
"What do you mean?" Sam asked.
"She in line with the devil." Adam replied.
"And you know this how?" Dean asked.
"The angels." Adam replied.
I rolled my eyes and went to the fridge and grabbed a beer and headed outside. I spent a few hours outside and then Sam asked me to go inside and watch over Adam and make sure he didn't leave.
I sat in a chair beside Adam and a few minutes passed. Then Adam grabbed my hand and Bobby's house disappeared. I stood before and angel.
"Oh, my oh my. Good job, Adam." An angel said.
I went to materialize my dagger but was knocked unconscious. When I came to, I was tied to a chair.
"I'm sorry." Adam said toward me.
"What's going on?" I asked as I tried to access my power, but couldn't manipulate it. I could feel it, but I couldn't do anything with it.
"You like that? By the way, I'm Zachariah. It is such a pleasure to finally meet you. You know, I wasn't expecting you to be so stunning in person." He said. "Who wouldn't fall in love with you?"
He walked around me. "I'm sorry I had to resort to this, but you're becoming a nuisance. I mean really. First it was Dean and then Sam. I mean who sleeps around with two guys? You're kind of a slut. Fighting for love and all that… it's really just pointless. In the end you'll all be dead anyway."
"Then we'll die fighting." I said.
"Oh, you'll die alright. We can't have you messing with this perfect plan." Zachariah dragged a knife across my cheek cutting it.
I gritted my teeth as I tried to turn my head.
"Oh, that's right you think I can't hurt you." He smirked and put the tip of the knife against my right shoulder and slowly pushed it in.
I screamed as the knife slowly dug in.
"Stop it! You're hurting her!" Adam yelled.
Zachariah waved his hand and Adam spit up blood.
"Adam!" I yelled, but Zachariah dug the knife in faster pushing it all the way through my shoulder and pulled it back out.
"Hurts, don't it?" He smirked.
"I thought angels were supposed to be saviors, not killers." I said gasping of air. "Or liars."
"Yeah, well, you're not even supposed to be here in this time. So, I figure killing you will set things right. Michael will be so pleased to know that I ended you."
The knife was ran down my arm cutting me and then he stabbed the knife into one of my thighs quickly. I screamed. "What do you want? Why lie to Adam about me telling him I'm allied with Lucifer?"
"I want Dean and you're gonna bring him to me, just in case Adam doesn't. As for Lucifer, there is more to your story than you know." He stabbed my other thigh. "Games about to begin." He disappeared.
Five angels stayed in the room. Castiel burst through the door. He killed one angel. "Come get me." He taunted the others as he pulled open his shirt and revealed an angel banishing sigil carved into his chest. He sliced his hand and put his hand on his chest banishing all the angels including himself.
"Castiel" I yelled.
Not long after that my vision started to fog. But I saw when Dean entered in.
"Dee! Adam!" He went to Adam at my insistence. "Adam, hey, hey."
"You came for her or me?" Adam asked.
"Both." Dean replied. "You're both family."
"It's a trap." Adam said.
"I figured."
Zachariah reappeared. "Dean, please. Did you really think it would be that easy?"
"Did you?" Dean asked.
Sam stepped out behind Zachariah with an angel killing blade. But Zachariah knocked it away and threw Sam against a screen.
"Sam!" Dean and I both yell.
"You know what I've learned from this experience, Dean? Patience." Zachariah said, waving his hand and making Adam cough up blood again.
"Adam?" Dean turned toward him. "Let him go, you son of a bitch!"
"I mean, I thought I was downsized for sure. And for us, a firing… pretty damn literal." He walked toward me. "But I should've trusted the boss man. It's all playing out like he said… You, me, your hemorrhaging brothers…" He waved his hand making Sam cough up blood then he put the dagger against my stomach and jabbed it into my side.
I screamed.
"And your dying… warrior." Zachariah said. "You're finally ready, right?" He said. "You know there's no other choice. There's never been a choice."
He aimed the dagger over my heart. My head was fogging.
"Stop it! Stop it right now!" Dean yelled.
"In exchange for what?"
"In exchange for what?" Zachariah gripped the dagger over my heart.
"Damn it! Zachariah. Stop it! Please! I'll do it!" Dean yelled.
"I'm sorry. What was that?"
"Okay, yes. The answer is yes." Dean said glancing at me.
"Dean!" Sam yelled.
"I'm sorry, Sam. Look at her! He'll kill her. Call MIchael down, you bastard!"
"How do I know you're not lying?"
"Do I look like I'm lying?" Dean asked.
Zachariah smirked and turned around chanting something.
"Of course, I have a few conditions." Dean said.
"What?"
"The few people whose safety you have to guarantee before I say yes." Dean said.
"Dean… don't do it." I said softly.
"Sure, fine. Make a list." Zachariah said.
"Let her go first." Dean said. "Just cut her free first."
Zachariah nodded and took the knife and cut the ties on my hands and I fell from the chair, trying to catch myself with my left arm, but hitting the floor. I could feel the power… I could access the power.
"But most of all… Michael can't have me until he disintegrates you." Dean said.
Zachariah looked at him, "What did you say?" He stepped closer to Dean.
I tried to summon my blade, but I was losing too much blood now. I was motionless on the floor blood pooling around me.
"Who's more important to him now? You… or me?" Dean asked in a challenging tone.
"You listen to me. You are nothing but a maggot inside a worm's ass. Do you know who I am… after I deliver you to Michael?"
"Expendable." Dean replied.
The room faded as my eyes closed. Arms wrapped around me and I was carried out. I opened my eyes and saw Sam looking at me he got me into the impala and then we were moving.
"Dee! Hang on, baby." I heard Dean with a rush of relief. "Come on, hun. You can get through this! We need you!"
My having been contained and released was already working on healing me. The fog cleared slightly.
"What took you guys so long?" I asked with a chuckle.
Dean took my hand and brought it to his lips and kissed my fingers sending a rush of energy through me. "That's my girl. Come on. Just hang in there."
"It's alright. I'm already healing." I said.
"Yeah, the cut on your cheek is gone, and the one on your arm." Sam said. "But how?"
"Zachariah… he somehow bound my power. When Dean told him to cut me free… the ropes or whatever was what was binding it. Without the power rushed through me, I felt if there… like it was in a box inside me. He let it out."
Sam turned my cheek to look at him and he kissed me desperately. A burst of energy flowed through me and I felt my body sigh in relief and heal a bit faster.
I leaned back when he pulled away. "Can you check my shoulder please."
Sam took out a pocket knife and cut the shirt from the wound. "It's not bleeding any more, but it's still there."
I lifted up my shirt to expose my side and Sam leaned forward to look. "Bleeding is stopping."
I nodded. "Good. I'll be fine." I knew I would be. I would at least hold up until we got somewhere I could really heal.
"Dee, you've been stabbed four times, why would they do that?" Sam asked.
I shook my head, "They wanted Dean. If Adam wasn't enough, they figured I would be. Granted Zachariah never planned on leaving me alive. They really don't want me messing with anything."
Dean wrapped an arm around me and pulled me toward him. "I wouldn't let them have you, baby. You're the strongest woman I know, hun."
"Yeah, thanks for that. Didn't feel very strong being tied to a chair and stabbed." I said. "They lied to Adam. He was only bait. Never a vessel. They used him to get to you two, making sure you came, then took advantage of me being there to guarantee you came."
"We'll always come for, Dee." Sam said.
"Yeah, you're everything to us. What happened to Cas?" Dean asked.
"He carved an angel banishing sigil into his chest. Took the four angels with him after killing the one." I replied.
"So, you gonna be good till we can stop?" Dean asked. "Or do you need to get back there with one of us…"
"I'll be fine. No offense to either of you, but I'm not one for an audience." I chuckled.
"Good, I'm not one for watching you with someone else. No offense, Sam." Dean said.
"None taken, kinda feel the same. It's one thing to know that she's with you, it's another thing to watch it. I think my jealous side would kick in."
Dean chuckled, "Yeah, probably."
"Dean, why did you say yes?" I said.
"Yeah, you, uh, were kinda rockin' the 'yes', Dean. What happened?"
"Honestly? the damnedest thing. I mean, the world's ending. The walls are coming down on us, and I look over to you, Sam and all I can think about is, 'this stupid son of abitch brought me here.' I just didn't want to let you down. Then I looked at Dee… I knew you all were right, if they were willing to do that just to get me there. Well, they weren't gonna let her live a normal life. There's no way she'd ever fit into their normal scope." He paused. "I owe you both an apology."
"No, man. No, you don't." Sam said.
"Just… let me say this. I don't know it it's being a big brother or what, but to me, you've always been this snot-nosed kid that I've had to keep on the straight and narrow. I think we both know that that's not you anymore. I mean, hell, if you're grown-up enough to find faith in me… the least I can do is return the favor. So screw destiny, right in the face. I say we take the fight to them, and do it our way." Dean said.
"Sounds good." Sam replied.
"And Dee…" I looked up at Dean. "You've always had faith in me. You didn't even know I was Michael's vessel… but you've always told me what we do is helping people. Doesn't matter how we dice it, killing a demon, ganking a ghost or taking on Lucifer himself… we're helping people. You've always understood that. Time I realize it just what we do… It's just what you do." He smiled at me.
"So, what are we going to do now?" I asked. "We don't how to stop Lucifer, we don't even have a starting point. He hasn't made me an offer yet."
"Then we better make sure that he doesn't until we have a way to stop him." Dean said.