Sam and Dean were heading back to the Winchester's apartment. They needed to see Adam. Dean was nervous as hell to see his 'parents' again, but hoped they were more polite the second time around. Sam looked over at Dean, while giving him directions. Adam, who would have guessed he was working as a hunter? Knowing Michael, he most likely commanded it. When they pull up, Sam pays for the meter.
"Okay. Dean, are you hungry? Do you need a place to stay? My place only has a one bedroom, but my couch is very comfortable."
"Always. I slept in worse. Baby and I, we spent many lonely nights together." Dean smiles sadly at 'Sam.' He hoped he was okay, dammit. Piper would kill him if he didn't bring Sam home. Listening to Sam talking about hunting, he hoped his brother 'Dean' came home. That way they can be reunited.
When Dean was upstairs having coffee with his pseudo family. He couldn't help but feel sad. This Sam, he was lucky to have his family. Mary and John asked Dean about his life, who he was dating. What Sam and Adam was like.
Dean was honest and told them about Jenna and Piper. He couldn't help but blush when his 'Mom' squealed in excitement. John looked pleased. Especially the news about Piper. When they ribbed Sam about his Piper, Sam clammed up. Dean couldn't help but smirk. This Sam was a bigger slut than him. As for Adam, Dean said he met him once. But said he kept to himself. John remarked that Adam was the same way. They chatted for an hour before Adam came home.
When Adam walked in the door and saw Dean, the first word out of his mouth was 'Michael?' But when his dad and step mom said it was Dean, Adam knew he had to help this Dean. The Woman commanded it.
After John and Mary went to bed, Sam, Dean and Adam were in the kitchen quietly talking. Adam said he had some news, but he had to be careful. If Michael found out, he'll be imprisoned. Sam said to meet at his apartment. Dean put up anti angel symbols. Dean also said that he needed to call Castiel. He needed their ribs marked. Sam hearing that declined. Michael already knew about that and ordered every angel not to mark any human or monster.
Sam said he carried a charm to hide from angels, same with his family. He even had a tattoo. With both, they worked just as well. No angel can sense them or possess them. Adam said he had class tomorrow, but he'll come visit.
Later that night as Dean was trying go sleep, he had a dream. He was in cool looking place. It was a fortress. Fully stocked kitchen, a weapon room, a library, and his own room. He saw Castiel. He was talking to Jack. Jack, there was something off about him. Before he can find out more the smell of fresh coffee woke him up.
"Morning."
"Ehhhhh." Dean says sleepily rubbing his eyes.
Sam smiles. He almost wished this Dean would stay. Michael wouldn't stand a chance.
"I have to go to work. Help yourself to anything in the fridge."
"Got bacon?"
"Sorry. I don't eat eggs or carbs either. But I have leftover tofu scramble."
"No thanks. I'll just have cereal."
"I don't eat cereal or dairy either."
"Seriously? Sam. The world is ending. Live a little. Never mind. What do you have that's edible?"
"Uhh. Leftover Chinese."
"'I'll take it."
"Dean, that's three days old. You'll get sick."
"I'll take my chances." No way was he touching Sam's rabbit food. This Sam was more anal about his diet than his.
Two hours later Dean walks out of the bathroom. No way he was sick from the food, but even if he was, tofu would make him sicker. Bored he decides to watch TV.
"Today, police have broken up a child trafficking ring in the San Francisco Harbor. The owner of the ship, Paige Matthews denied having anything to do with it. She has been detained but since released."
Dean changes the channel. There was news about angels, plus the upcoming election of some political party, and even a promo for strip club P3. Hmmm. Looks like Dean has a place to check out before he goes home. He was wondering if he should go for a walk when there was a knock. Suspicious, he gets his gun ready.
"Who is it?"
"Phoebe Halliwell."
Dean in his world was good friends with Phoebe, but this Phoebe, she was a dark warlock. Dean didn't want to hurt her, but if his hands were forced, he would have no choice. Hopefully, she didn't have a vision and her sisters came and beat him down. Cautiously, he opens the door.
'Wow'. Dean thinks. Phoebe usually has this look about her, very sexy. But this Phoebe, she looked saucy. Gothic styled makeup, tight black leather clothes, stripper boots, and was sporting a spiky mohawk. Damn. She even was wearing brass knuckles. When Dean looked closely, they had the Men of Letters symbols etched on them. Dean felt his jeans getting tight, but quickly suppressed it.
"Dean. I have a message for you. Leave."
Dean just stares at her. "What?"
"I had a premonition. If you stay here, you'll never find your brother. I know where those people are held. Sam. Don't trust him."
"It's Sam. What the hell are you talking about? Why should I trust you, witch?"
'Phoebe' glares at him. '"The Sam of this world. He is selfish. He seems nice, but he has his own hidden agenda. If you stay with him, he'll betray you. I seen it. You can ask my ex, Cole."
Dean glares at her. Phoebe glares at him back.
"I don't give a rat's ass if you believe me or not. Here is fifty bucks. Take a cab to P3. My sisters will explain more, as well as our 'insider.' Dean. Don't be blinded by Sam's brotherly love."
She stomps away. Dean just stares at the money. Writing a note for 'Sam,' he says he is going to explore the city. After going downstairs, he leaves the Mustang behind and flags down a taxi to take him to P3.
This place was loud, smokey and sleazy. Perfect for anonymity. He winked back at a woman that smiled at him. He hoped the bars patrons still thought he was Michael. When he walked through, everyone gave him a wide birth and avoided his eyes. 'Guess being a asshole archangel can have some benefits.' Dean thought.
When he reached the door marked "Office" he told the nervous bouncer that was guarding it, he needed to see the person inside. The bouncer nervously knocked. When he heard a familiar, "Come in." He immediately recognized the voice.
Bela Talbot. Dean hadn't seen her in over a decade. Not since she betrayed him and Sam. Last Dean heard, she was hiding from the Men of Letters. Wonder why she working for the Halliwells?
Bela looked at him for a second. Then she breathed a sigh of relief.
"So the rumors were true. Warren, you may close the door. No one gets in."
"Yes madam."
"Dean. Last I heard, you said yes. Don't worry, Piper told me about you. Please have a seat. Would you like a drink?" She said in her British accent.
"No thanks."
"Very well. Down to business. I'm sure Phoebe told you? She's not lying. Sam. Don't work with him. Believe me on this."
"Why should I trust you? Or Phoebe?"
"You don't. This world. It went insane when Michael took over. But be glad he did. Before he came down, this world was on the brick of destruction. This world was covered in darkness. Did Sam ever tell you why his brother said yes?"
Dean shook his head.
"Normally, I would let Sam tell you. But he won't. Can't blame him. Dean, did something happen to Sam in your world?"
Dean just glared at her. That is none of her business. Bela just looked at him. Then she sighed.
"Sam died during Azazel's war. I assume that is what happened to you?"
Dean said nothing.
"I'll take that as a yes. Sam. He died. His brother, went insane with grief. He didn't want to let his brother go. The demons, they wouldn't have made deals. No demon even bothered. Dean he prayed. He prayed for a miracle. You can guess who answered."
"Michael."
"Yep. He offered Dean a trade. His vessel for Sam's life."
"So I said yes. So?"
"Dean. It was more than a simple 'yes.' Michael. He wanted your soul gone."
His soul? Oh.
"Yep. Dean made the ultimate sacrifice. He took out his knife and stabbed himself in the heart. When he died, Michael brought Sam back. When Sam woke up, he saw Michael in his true form wielding his Sword. Sam. I don't know what he saw. But he was afraid. Then Michael sent his army down to 'clean' this world. This world. It was ruled by evil. Michael, he is worse than Lucifer. His methods are cruel, but effective. Sam, he wants nothing more than to bring Dean home. But it is important that Michael rules."
"Why?"
"The Seers. Everyone says he is the only one strong enough to fight his Father. The One that will end this world. Because you're here, plus your doubles. Your world is being destroyed right?"
"Not yet."
"Consider yourself lucky. This world will cease to exist. Grace, she may be the key to saving this world."
When another knock appeared, Bela answered. Then when she saw who it was, she let her in. When Dean saw the woman he said nothing. He assumed this was Dark Paige.
She was wearing a black jumpsuit, with spiked heels, long black hair with red tips, wearing little makeup with glossy red lips. Damn. Paige was hot too. Dark Piper was sexy as well when Dean met her, especially Phoebe. He was dying to know what Prue was like, but quickly shook his head. These women are like sisters. If this was a porno, younger Dean would have went for it. He subconsciously slapped himself. Jenna would kill him. Wondering what she was like...When Paige spoke, Dean shook his head. These women are working with Michael.
Paige gives him a cold look. "Sorry I'm late. Daryl and Henry got me out. Can you believe the district attorney believe I would traffic kids. Sheech, even I have morals." Noticing Dean, she nods.
"Anyway, Bela. Call Cole. I need a attorney."
"Yes ma'am." Bela calls a number.
Paige looks at Dean. "My sister Phoebe told you? Yeah, she's not lying. You'll be a idiot to work with Sam Winchester. That guy is slippery. That is why he became a lawyer. Come with me, I can orb you somewhere no one could find you."
"The fuck? Sam is my brother. Maybe not my brother, but he's still Sam." Dean was furious. The hell was her problem? "You're evil. You guys are criminals. You work under Michael!"
"Yeah? It's because we have no choice! We like committing crimes, that is what warlocks do. As for Michael, we are Charmed Ones. Every powerful being are slaves to Michael. Yeah, I admit, Michael did us a favor eliminating demons, but that didn't end there, you have any idea how bad it got? I kinda wish things were the same as before. At least we had free will."
"She's not kidding. The angels, they are worse than demons. They enslaved humanity. Demons play, but the angels. They pick and choose who's worthy."
Paige nods. "At least the demons are selfish. They get what they want, then leave to torture the next victim. The angels, they are worse. Way worse. They take the souls and enslave them. Sam, he covers up their crimes. He 'helps' innocent people, but chooses who he thinks are worthy. The few that are chosen, they go directly to Michael."
"Why?" Dean asks.
"I'm a Darklighter. I listen to Angel Radio. Michael is building a soul bomb. He knows about his Father, what He is doing. He taking powerful souls and making fellow warlock Rowena MacLeod create bombs."
"What about the airplanes?"
Bela speaks up. "Total accident. It was Grace that open the rifts. Most of the people are okay."
"What do you mean, most?" Dean was suspicious. But getting worried. Sam, his Sam was missing.
Before either can answer, the phone rings. Bela answers it. "Hello? Hi sweetie. Yeah, just doing paperwork. Yeah it sucks, but that is what I'm getting paid to do. Dean? No, never saw him." She takes her red manicured finger and puts it on her lips silencing Dean. Dean said nothing. He still didn't understand what is going on. "Well, this is a strip club. If 'Dean' shows up, I'll call you. Yea, me too. Love you too. Bye." She kisses the phone and hangs up.
"Paige. Glamour Spell."
"Got it. Dean. Don't be startled on what you see, it's for your own good." She casts a spell. "Okay look."
Dean knew about the Glamour Spell. But when he looked, oh boy.
Grace was in school eating a sandwich. As a half angel she rarely ate. But today, she was starving. She was stuck in Heaven for a week. Even in Heaven, your appetite still existed. She wasn't alone, she was eating with her classmate Mattie. Despite being Michael's daughter, she had no friends. The whole school hated her. No one picked on her, they were too afraid. But she couldn't help but feel lonely when no one asked her to play. She pretended not to notice the dirty looks or whispers, or the mean pranks they played behind her back. The teachers and staff didn't help, they looked the other way. Mattie was the only one that didn't participate. He was almost in the same boat. Lucky him, no one knew what he really was. When Grace felt a spitball, she pretended not to feel it. Not even the giggles.
When she felt another spitball, she was tempted to use her powers. But her parents warned her not too. When her lunch tray "fell" on the floor, she pretended it was a accident. She tried not to look up when a boy smirked at her. But when she heard his screams, she ran out. Now even Mattie would hate her. She went running to her favorite tree. Now she was going to be a bigger pariah. She hated being a half angel.
When she got home, she was glad no one was home. She loved her parents, but wanted to be alone.
Her day at school was rough. Especially the bus ride. No one wanted to sit with her, not even the driver. Mr Ferris refused to say hi to her staring straight ahead. Guess the school gossip traveled far. She had the whole front end to herself. Every kid sat squished in the back, avoiding her. At school, no one talked to her. She wished she lived somewhere else. Not here. She hated being a celebrity.
She turned on the TV. Blankly watching 'Scooby Doo,' she wanted to forget her day. Luckily she had no homework. She was glad it was the weekend. She should call mom, she always cheered her up. Before she could call, there was a knock. Hopefully it wasn't Naomi, she didn't like her. When she opened it, she was surprised to see a woman. The woman just stared at her. She looked like she saw a ghost.
"Hi. Is your parents home?" The woman asked her.
"My Mom is at work, Dad is close by." The moment Grace is in trouble, Michael is there in less than a second. That is why she always felt safe. Besides, angels lived in this neighborhood. Every one was watching over Grace.
When Grace looked, the woman wasn't alone, Paige Matthews was with her.
"Hi Paige!" She runs out and hugs her. She liked Paige. She was never mean to Grace. Her sisters were nice too, same with Sam. She wished they were young again so they can play with her.
Paige leans down and hugs her. "Hi Princess. How's school?"
"Stinks. I hate school. Everyone is mean to me." She pouted.
"Aww. Sorry to hear that. When I was little and kids picked on me, you know what I did? I beat them up."
"Paige! The hell? Don't teach her that! Kid, don't listen to anything she says. If you follow that path, you'll end up in one place. Grey or orange jumpsuits are not a good look for you."
Grace looked up at her. She noticed how Paige gave her a dirty look. When she looked at the woman again, she looked so familiar.
Paige gives Dean a middle finger when Grace's head was turned. Dean gave her a dirty look back.
"Whateva. Grace, can we come in?" Paige didn't turn around, but she felt all the angel's eyes watching her. One wrong move, Michael will show up. She can't alert him, not till she brought Dean to finish what she started.
"Sure! Come in!" She waved to everyone, letting them know she was okay. She knew that they relaxed, but she heard their whispers. She whispered back that these were her friends.
Dean followed the little girl inside her house. Where were they? When Paige warped them in, judging by the scenery, they either had to be in Arizona, New Mexico or Nevada. The desert and hot weather was telling.
When Dean saw his glamored self, he was in disbelief. Paige literally changed him. 'Dean' became 'Diana.' If Dean and Sam had a sister, it would look exactly like Dean looked like Dean was now. His glamoured self looked cute.
'Diana' had long dirty blond hair, green eyes, had clear skin and a nice body. She was shorter as well. Dean's real height was 6'1. Diana's was short. 5'5. When Dean demanded why his height was changed, Paige said Dean needed to stay in hiding. Sam knew about the glamour spell, he will be searching for a male hunter with Dean's height. A short woman, Sam would never give a second thought. When Bela saw Dean's transformation, she whistled. She then gave Dean some cash from the bar safe. She then allowed Paige to perform a amnesia spell on the whole bar, including herself. While Bela was sleeping, Paige erased the security tapes and did a magical cleaning, wiping out any DNA of Dean's, including fingerprints. They then orbed away.
When Dean saw Grace, he saw his eyes. Grace. That was his daughter. Well, technically. But his vessel was used to create her. Dean immediately felt attached. He wanted to hug her and protect her. The name Diana he picked out. It was a name of a college woman he dated a few years ago while in Palo Alto looking for Sam. It wasn't serious, but she showed Dean many new things. When Dean felt his underwear getting clammy at the memory, his face went pink. No way he was going to like being a woman.
"You guys want pop?"
"A beer." Both women say. Both Paige and Diana laugh. At least they had one thing in common.
"So Grace, where are your parents?" Paige asks sipping her beer.
"Mom is on a business trip and Dad's at Castiel's."
"Kid, you are not staying here alone are you, because if you are, Paige and I are staying." Diana ignores Paige's glare. Nephilim or not, no way in hell is a third grader staying alone at night.
"Samandriel and Anna are coming over after dinner. They are at a meeting right now. I'm glad it's them, and not Bartholomew, he's bossy. He made me do his reports."
"Sorry to hear that. But Alfie and Anna, they're nice."
"Alfie? Diana, his name is Samandriel. Alfie is dead. As for Anna, she is bringing you Bobby's Burgers." Paige says while pinching Diana's leg. Ignoring Dean's yelp. She warned Dean with her eyes that Diana wasn't supposed to know about Alfie.
"Sorrryyy. I forgot you and him were hot and heavy." Dean was glaring at Paige. That fucking hurt!
"Long time ago. Anyway, what do you wanna do kid."
"The park! I'm just going to write a note for my sitters. Diana, come play with Paige and me. Paige! Can we play on the swings?"
Dean couldn't remember the last time he had fun. He had to admit, being a woman had his advantages. He was able to fit in the slides. He, Paige (in her glamoured self, her looking like Lara Croft for some reason) and Grace were playing. 'Diana' was holding Grace as they went down a slide. She saw some people, Diana and Paige knew immediately they were angels. Everywhere Grace went, angels were always close by.
"Weee! Diana! Let's go to the swings! Ivy, you can push me too!'' It was Dean that suggested that Paige use a fake name. Paige was going to be Ivy for the time being. No one knew Ivy existed, except for her sisters, Grace and a few angels. Paige glamoured before they arrived.
Two hours later, all three were pooped. Damn. Grace was glad Paige came to visit. She was depressed about school. She wanted to turn them small like her, but was forbidden to use her powers. The last time she used a spell on the sisters, all three with the exception of Piper turned child like. Paige, Prue and Phoebe played with Grace all day. Same with the fairies that showed up. It was when the scary demon showed up to kidnap Grace, but before he can do anything, her dad showed up and killed him. He yelled at the sisters making them cry, then realized what Grace did. He apologized to all three, not realizing they were little kids in adult bodies. Then he reversed Grace's spell. Grace was sad when they were grown up again, but thanked them for being there.
Her dad was strict, but was always nice to children. Except when Grace was picked on. That is when he turned mean. That is why Grace hid her true feelings from her parents. And why she didn't have any friends her age.
She didn't mean to kidnap those people. She was praying for friends, then the airplane went through. The passengers were lost and confused when they landed. Luckily her aunt/uncle Raphael hid them. But one of them, Sydney was nice. When Grace went to see them, she went to see if there was any kids to play with her. Sadly there wasn't any. But Sydney, seeing Grace crying, comforted her. She stayed and played. Then Raphael took her away.
Grace stomped her foot and tried again. Three more planes went through. The passengers there were nice. Especially the lady cop and her grandma. Plus that professor and that nerdy fat guy Len. Then her dad found out. The ones that were nice to Grace, her dad took them away. When Grace saw them again, they were empty. She was part angel, and could see there was something different about them. But didn't ask her dad. All he said it was for her own good, but ended up grounding her.
There was another man that her dad wanted to keep, but he was missing. Grace knew where he went, she sent him home. It was her friend Piper that did it. Piper made Grace hide the truth from her dad. Grace agreed. He seemed nice, but there was something off about him, just like the others. Oh well. At least he's safe.
"Grace, it's time to go home."
"Aw. Do we have to?"
"Yep. Anna and Samandriel are waiting. They said they ordered a pizza."
"Yay! Are we walking or driving?"
After Dean and Paige dropped off Grace, they went and stayed at their temporary home.
Dean in his glamoured self was exhausted and collapsed in bed. Paige wasn't and was at the bars getting hammered.
Michael stood in the room watching 'Diana' sleep. He wasn't fooled. He sensed Paige the moment she warped in. He recognized Dean's soul. He wasn't interested in Dean. He had this world's Dean already. He knew what Paige and him were doing. The plane passengers were welcome to return home. He wondered where 'Sam' went. No matter, Sam already gave him what he wanted.
The First World
Jenna and Piper were walking down the dark highway. Neither were interested in talking, they were exhausted from arguing. Piper was pissed that her powers weren't working. Jenna was mad that Piper forced her to travel in another dimension. They been walking for hours. She saw headlights. She didn't care what Piper thought. They needed a ride. Plus food and sleep. Ignoring Piper's protests, she stuck out her thumb.