Dean's P.O.V.
I groaned and rolled over in the bed, rubbing a hand over my eyes and looking around. It looked like I was in the barn which I vaguely remembered coming to. I frowned when I saw the mess of my clothes on the floor. The more I tried to think about the night before the more my head pounded so I decided to just leave it until I had some coffee and Tylenol. I dressed into the dirty clothes and frowned when I couldn't find my jacket right away but brushed it off, thinking that I'd find it later, slipping on my shoes and heading outside. The cold air clearing my head a bit as I sucked in a deep breath. I shivered and picked up the pace, relaxing when the front door closed behind me, the warmth from the fire crackling in the living room enveloping me. "Morning." I called to Akuma as I walked into the kitchen, frowning when she gave me a half wave and stood up from where she sat at the table and walked out of the room in a hurry, pulling the towel off of her head as she walked. "... Alrighty then." I muttered to myself as I moved to the coffee pot, making myself a cup and sitting at the table, slowly drinking the cup and thinking back to the night before. I knew for sure that I had slept with someone last night, but I couldn't quite remember who. I looked up from my cup and watched Akuma hesitate by the door of the kitchen before turning her head to look in the direction of the living room, revealing a fading hickey on her neck. I lifted an eyebrow before I frowned, something clicking in my head. "Oh... oh shit." I finished off the coffee in a quick swig and moved upstairs to the bathroom, pausing to grab a towel on my way. I locked the door behind me and leaned my hands against the counter, twisting my neck and pulling off my T-shirt, taking in the small trail of hickeys. I swallowed and looked down, taking a deep breath to think everything over. Now that my head was a bit more clear I could remember most of the night and how fun it all had been. Akuma had seemed actually relaxed for the first time since I met her and how things between had changed. Like our stupid little fits and jokes, it wasn't just for fun or for random banter and bickering, it was our awkward way of flirting. To try and tell each other that there is something more than just friendship between us. It was a nice feeling, to open up to someone and finally have them understand, not that Sam didn't, but it was different with her.
I jumped into the shower, trying to wash my mind of all the bad things that happened between us. I was ready to confess to her, or someone. I wanted to sort out all my feelings and get to point, do I want this? Or is it just a phase? I couldn't help but remember when after Gordon kidnapped me, Akuma slapped me, realizing that it was probably because she was freaked out about me and that I might not make it and that I sacrificed myself for my brother. But to be honest I deserved that, after what we had already gone through, and now that I knew she had feelings for, otherwise she wouldn't have kissed me, right? I mean that's what started it, the sex. I dried off quickly, grabbing my stuff and getting into a new change of clothes once I was in my room.
I poked my head into the room Sam used when he wasn't with Alice, relaxing when I saw he was actually in there. "Hey Sam… Can I talk to you?"
"Yeah sure, what's going on?" Sam asked, lifting an eyebrow and gesturing me to come in, he closed his book and set it down beside him.
"So, I've been thinking..." I ran my hand through my hair as I moved into the room, leaning against the desk that was in there and shoving my hands into my pockets so I wouldn't fidget as much, though I ran my hand over the pocket knife I had in there, just to keep calm.
"Oh that's never a good thing." Sam's tone was joking but I couldn't hold back a glare, I needed him to take me serious for this because I could barely understand it myself. "Alright, fine sorry. What?" He asked, his tone returning to normal as he set his book down and shifted to a sitting position on the bed.
"Uh, it's about Akuma." I grumbled, clearing my throat and sighing, watching my brother lift his eyebrows high and shift so his feet were in the ground and he was leaning forward. I clearly had his attention now and for some reason it made me way more nervous. I swallowed hard, trusting and hoping that Akuma couldn't hear us.
"What about Akuma?" Sam pushed after about a solid minute of silence. I swallowed and averted my gaze so I could speak.
"I think that, well, you know that we have been spending quite a lot of time together recently, and after the whole djinn thing…" I trailed off and cleared my throat again, it all sounded a little stupid out loud. I wasn't in high school, I should be able to deal with this shit on my own.
"You have a crush her?" I scoffed at Sam's words and rolled my eyes. He was still such a kid sometimes.
"What, no, it's not a crush, that's stupid. Sam, I'm trying to be serious." I grumbled, pulling a hand from my pocket and rubbing it through my hair.
"I thought you said no chick flick moments, like ever?"
"Well, this is different." I turned my gaze back to my brother and met his eyes, pleading for him to take me serious. "I can't really explain what's going on, like how I'm feeling, it's weird."
"Do you love her?" My eyes widened and it took all my willpower not to laugh at him. This wasn't going well at all.
"What?! No! God no!" I expected the words to come out in a laugh but they came out sounding shocked and slightly disgusted. I didn't do anything to cover for it, it was pointless and would take too damn long. This entire thing was being dragged out already.
"Then what?"
"Well, alright I'm gunna tell you but please don't say anything to either of the girls." Sam nodded in response and I relaxed, waiting for a moment before I continued. "On Akuma's birthday she got really wasted and she, uh, she sucked me off. And then the whole trickster dream thing, and the djinn…"
"Wait what? She did what?" A smile spread across my brother's face, though he sounded shocked and his eyes widened. I sighed and rubbed the back of my neck before I returned my hand to my pocket, narrowing my eyes at my brother.
"Shut up Sam, just, help me understand what's going on."
"Well, Dean. Whatever you're feeling or think you're feeling. I think you should talk to Akuma about it. That will help clear up all this" Sam gestured to me and leaned back in his chair. "You're going to have to work all this out with her, because your beef or whatever...is with her."
Sam's P.O.V.
"Hey." I walked up to Alice and kissed her on the nose before pulling her into the hug. It had been a while since Dean talked to me and while I wasn't planning on saying anything about exactly what Dean told me, I did want to talk to her about my brother and her sister. I plopped onto the couch and stretched out my legs, relaxing when she sat beside me, leaning into my shoulder.
"Hey. What's up?" Alice asked, clearly reading the look on my face when she shifted and laid her head on my lap.
"I wanted to talk to you about, well, Dean and Akuma." I muttered, brushing some hair out of her face and running my fingers through it, watching a smile spread on her face.
"Oh thank god I'm not the only one who's noticed." She laughed.
"Dean talked, or tried to talk to me this morning about his feelings for her but, well he's never been good with that kind of thing." I shrugged and chuckled a bit twisting a curl around my finger and meeting her eyes, waiting for her to pipe up again.
"I get it, Akuma is the same. But I have noticed that they act a lot different around each other, ever since the djinn." Alice said, chewing on her lip a bit and shifting so her hands were under her head.
"The story goes farther back than that. With the whole trickster thing." I pointed out, bringing up some of what Dean had said to me. And it was true, after they were done pretending like they hated each other they had acted a lot differently around each other.
"Right!" Alice laughed a bit and I joined her, shifting so I was leaning into the couch more, burying my hand in her hair, letting her take my free hand. "You know actually now that I think about it, I haven't seen Akuma this happy in a long time."
"Happy?" I lifted an eyebrow and tilted my head, Akuma seemed somewhat better but she didn't seem happy, though Alice would know better than anyone.
"Yeah, she's smiling all the time, making jokes about and well sometimes with Dean. I think she's trying to flirt with him, but he's just so awkward about it…" Alice laughed, though a weird look crossed her face. "She's not good at flirting when she actually likes someone, she hasn't done it since her ex."
"That makes a lot of sense." I muttered, wondering why Alice's eyes darkened at the mention of Akuma's ex, but brushing it off and leaving it for another conversation.
"If you're saying that Dean has feelings for Akuma, I think she has them for him too. I can go talk to her about it and see if she'll talk to Dean, 'cause like hell she'll go on her own." Alice laughed a bit and her eyes lightened back to their usual bright green. She released my hand and I pulled my other from her hair as she sat up and turned to face me, her hair poofing up on top of her head where my hand had been, making me chuckle.
"I have noticed that they have been avoiding each other all morning, so...maybe we could at least get them in the same room for a while and let them sort out their feelings." I suggested, lifting an eyebrow as she tried to flatten her mess of curls.
"I'm glad you're not that complicated." Alice giggled and finally gave up, kissing my cheek before standing and leaving the living room, probably to find her sister.
Akuma's P.O.V.
I frowned at the sudden knock at my door. I lifted my head off my pillow, shifting more into a sitting position. "Come in." I called, setting my book on the ground beside my bed, lifting an eyebrow when Alice walked in.
"Hey." Alice sat down on the edge of my bed, pulling a pillow to her chest and stared at me strangely.
"Well?" I asked, my voice a little more sour than I wanted it to be.
"I wanted to talk to you about something." She held the pillow tighter to her chest.
"About what?" I yawned, rubbing a hand over my face.
"You and Dean." Her voice went quiet as she spoke, lifting up the pillow to half hide behind it. If I wasn't immediately shocked and nervous, I would have thought she was being adorable.
"Put that down. I'm not going to hit you!" Rolling my eyes and reaching for the pillow. "What about me and Dean." I cleared my throat, thinking about how I was trying to be super careful about leaving the barn after I realized what had happened last night.
"Just...that you've been acting kind of…you know…. do you like him?" Alice was still holding up the pillow. I stared at Alice, my face blank other than the slow rise of my eyebrows.
"No. No no no no no. GOD NO!" I started shaking my head and used my hands to shove her away. "Nope. We are not talking about this because it's not a thing." I stopped shaking my head and stood up, adjusting my pj's and running a hand through my hair nervously. Alice on the other hand started laughing, trying to hold herself up on the bed, before falling off when I shoved the blankets at her.
"Bullshit. You should really talk to him." Alice had a stupid smirk on her face as if she knew something, but how could she have known that we slept together, it literally just happened. I frowned harder as she threw a pillow at me. I caught it and tossed it to the floor. "Just do it you giant wimp. Tell him that you liiiiiike him." Her tone was teasing and I rolled my eyes, tossing the pillow back to Alice, almost knocking her over with the force. Though Alice just seemed to laugh harder.
"I'm not a wimp and I am not talking to Dean about something that's not a thing."
"Chicken!" Alice placed the pillow on the bed and crossed her arms over her chest, her face falling serious. "But really, you should. You seem really happy lately, it could turn out to be something good." She spun on her heels and left the room, a bounce in her step. I let out a low growl in my throat, glaring at the open door only realizing that I cracked the door frame when the door fell off the hinges. I sat back on the bed, resting my head in my hands. I knew that I had messed up, even if I did like Dean, and after everything that we've been through, a relationship wouldn't work, especially with me. I can't go through this again, after Luke and everything, I couldn't do it. But then again this could be beneficial in another way, I mean Dean was a good fuck….like a really good fuck, and if he was willing to, we could possibly be fuck buddies. That way we can relieve the stress of the hunts with no strings attached.
Later on in the day I had started to rummage through the kitchen for food. I was mentally complaining about the lack of lunch and dinner foods that we had, in which we were in desperate need to go shopping. I spun around to go grab a note pad and pen to take down a list of food but found Dean standing, crossed arms and leaning against the counter.
"Hey." I cleared my throat.
"Hey… can we talk?" Dean sounded nervous, shifting his weight before sitting down.
"Look if it's about last night…" I stood opposite him, leaning against cabinets, grabbing it, slightly to brace myself for whatever Dean was going to say.
"No it's…not... well it's kind of…" Dean seemed super frustrated by what he was trying to say, though I smirked a little. There was a long, awkward silence before I clued into what he wanted to say.
"Well it was pretty fun… I mean maybe we could just keep that whole thing going or something." I tapped my nails on the counter behind me, chewing on my bottom lip. HIs eyes quickly shot up to my face.
"Wait... what?"
"Like a whole no strings attached thing. Sex but nothing more." I kind of rushed through it, trying to not let Dean get in a word. "Is that what you were trying to suggest?" I turned to rummage through the cupboards behind me, stalling from looking at him as the blush crept onto my face.
"I… no I was going to…" Dean was stumbling over his words. "I wanted to...actually never mind, forget about it." I could hear the slight crack in his voice before he cleared his throat. I heard him push off the counter and walk out of the kitchen, probably to go find Sam or something and I let out long breath. Closing my eyes as I turned back around to lean against the counter, groaning.
Alice's P.O.V.
"Come on, can we go now?" I rolled my eyes at Dean as he stood behind the Impala, a grumpy look on his face. I sighed and moved forward, shoving my hands into my pockets.
"Dean, you're a grown ass man, can't you go to the store by yourself?" I grumbled, walking to the car and sliding into the front seat before Sam could, sticking my tongue out at him as he got into the back seat and Dean got into the driver's side.
"I don't wanna...be alone…and anyways, I don't know what kind of rabbit food you hippies like." Dean's voice was low and cranky as he started the impala and took off towards the store, his hands firm on the wheel.
"You're acting like a five year old." Sam said, leaning forward from the back seat and poking my arm. I rolled my eyes again and poked him back, though Dean's eyes stayed focussed on the road ahead.
"Shut up Sam, you guys eat weird shit." I twisted and looked at Sam, frowning a bit before looking back at the road. I glanced at Dean a couple of times, noticing his hands were tight on the wheel and his mouth had formed into a very flat thin line, and he seemed... off. I narrowed my eyes for a moment, trying to think and looked out the side window, opting to ask Akuma about it later, after we got back from the store. Once there I sighed and sat up in the seat, stretching out my legs and looking at the building, a small pit forming in my stomach. I felt like something bad was going on, but I obviously couldn't be sure. I was probably just letting Dean's sour mood rub off on me but still... something was different.
"Hurry up." Dean groaned, pulling me from my thoughts. I noticed Sam was already standing outside of the car but still turned to give Dean a small glare, hoping that he would get himself in line.
"Alright alright, calm your tits." I snapped before opening the door, stepping out and groaning softly when Dean called after me.
"I'm starving….hey! See if they have any pie. Bring me some pie!"
Yeah alright." I shut the door a little harder than I meant to, and walked to Sam who was standing closer to the store's door. "God, he's in a bad mood." I muttered, taking Sam's hand and opening the door.
"Well Akuma did just shut him down. Give him some slack, he's just trying to cope, you know how he is with his feelings." Sam chuckled as he stepped inside.
"Fair enough, well, maybe we could get some whipped cream for him." I laughed, stepping in after him and frowning when I felt a wave of sickness wash over me. Something wasn't right. "Sam." I muttered, low in my throat while I grabbed his arm, stopping him before he went to the counter. My eyes drifted and I closed them for a moment before opening them and looking to Sam.
"What?"
"Look." I gestured to the space around us. I hadn't really been looking before, but now…. There was people laying in booths and one in an aisle and they were all surrounded by blood and a very faint scent of sulphur hung in the air.
"What the hell?" Sam moved to the side but I held onto his arm, breathing in deep through my nose and gagging on the fresh scent of sulphur that overwhelmed me, I turned to look around but was surrounded by a bright white flash before everything vanished.
Dean's P.O.V.
If I hadn't looked up exactly when I had I probably wouldn't have seen the white flash. I got out of the car and was immediately hit with the scent of sulphur, making me gag. I felt a deep pit of worry form in my stomach as I pulled out my phone and dialed Akuma's number. "I need you. Right now." I uttered the moment she picked up, moving closer to the diner door and pulling it open, my eyes scanning the area.
"What?" Akuma sounded a bit bored and very unimpressed which just made me pissed off. This day was going to shit so far and everything just hit the fan.
"I need you here now!" Fear filled my voice as I stepped into the building, taking in the mess of bodies but a lack of Sam and Alice. I looked around again and shifted forward, gently pushing over the body of a woman with long red hair, letting out a sigh of slight relief when I didn't recognize her.
"Why what's going on? Dean?" Akuma sounded worried now, finally, and I heard something happening in the background, though I wasn't sure what, nor did I care. I needed to figure out what happened.
"Demons! Akuma, they took Sam and Alice!" The line went dead the moment I finished talking and seconds later Akuma was in front of me, her face set like stone and her pupils dilated enough to leave only a sliver of blue. She didn't say a word before spinning and looking around, taking a deep breath through her nose and letting it out in a rush of air from her lips. I moved and looked around, trying to find a clue as to where they might have been taken. I had only been looking for a few minutes when I heard something smash and turned to see Akuma standing over a pile of shattered glass, her eyes completely black now.
"Fuck! It's my father, I know it!" Her voice was a deep growl, though there was no yellow in her eyes. She looked ready to throw herself at anyone and anything that came her way. I studied her for a moment, taking a moment to process everything. Yellow eyes had them. A wave of panic hit me hard, almost knocking me to my knees, and a million scenarios started running through my mind, all of them ending with Sammy either dead or completely off the handle. I swallowed hard and tried to breathe, but I couldn't stop the tears that prickled at my eyes.
"What are we going to do?"