Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 3 of I'm Not Like My Brother. We had a bit of a bumpy road for Damaris. And there probably will be more of a bumpy road as time goes on for this season. She'll show up more often and that's a promise, but right now it'll be hit and miss and there will be parts added for her to kind of make it nice to write. I'll have a question at the end of this chapter and I hope that you guys will make it to the end of it to let me know your answer to the question I'll have. Without further ado Chapter 3 of I'm Not Like My Brother.

Chapter 3

Blast to the Past

Dean followed his father down the road, as he went to turn the corner he ran right into Castiel and Damaris, his sister. "What is this?" Dean questioned, his agitation was written clear on his face.

Damaris crossed her arms looking at Castiel. She hated the fact that Castiel had decided to do this all on his own, and there would be repercussions with the whole thing of him bringing Dean into the past.

"What does it look like?" Castiel questioned his brows furrowing as he waited for Dean to answer him.

"Is it real?" Dean questioned gritting his teeth together some as he looked at the dark hair blue eyed angel.

"Very."

"Okay, so what? Angels got their hands on some DeLoreans? How did I get here?"

Damaris looked at Dean with her lips pursed together before she answered instead of her brother. "Time is fluid, Dean. It's not easy, but we can bend it on occasion." She told him softly as she tucked some of her hair behind ear knowing that Dean wouldn't be happy with this reveal.

"Well bend it back or tell me what the hell I'm doing here!" Dean snapped looking at the two angels.

Damaris looked at him. "I'm not the one that sent you back. I was against it from the start."

Castiel looked at Dean. "I told you, you have to stop it." He told Dean again telling him what he needed to know, but not fully.

"Stop what? Huh? What, is there something ansty after my dad?" Dean turned as a car horn sounded, when he turned back both Damaris and Castiel were gone.

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Damaris looked at her brother with narrowed eyes. "Remind me again why I had gone with you?"

"He wouldn't hurt you." Castiel said looking at her like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"You do know that I was in that time line… you know what would have happened if I met up with my past self. Are you trying to create a paradox?"

Castiel shook his head. "No, Damaris."

"Sure you weren't. Next time if you send Dean into the past don't involve me in it. Alright? I refuse to have you put me in the middle of this."

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Dean watched through the window of the diner looking at his mom and dad. He bit his lower lip softly. "Sammy, wherever you are, Mom's a babe. I'm going to hell… again." He heard the fluttering of wings behind him which caused him to turn. His green eyes widened when he saw Damaris standing there, but not dressed in clothes he had seen her in prior. She was in a whole new wardrobe that screamed the 70's.

"I knew I had felt a shift in time… someone not belonging." She said as she looked at him. "Dean Winchester… Troublesome to come all this way."

"I know you."

Damaris tilted her head to the side causing her dark hair to fall to the side which made him realize it was much longer now than what it was in his time. "How do you know me?"

"I…"

"I know an angel brought you here. The light surrounding you… it's angel magic." Damaris said looking at him. "Whatever you're doing here…. Go home. I mean it." She turned on her heels. "You aren't meant to see this past. And that is a promise." She walked away from him and down the sidewalk before disappearing in a flutter of wings.

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Present Day

Damaris looked at her brother with anger flaring in her blue eyes. "You sent him there to find out the truth why?"
"You know why. It happened right under your eyes. You should've known that this was happening…"

Damaris looked away sharply thinking a few choice words before she really could answer. "Are you blaming this for what happened in 1973 on me? Mary Winchester making that deal with Azazel to bring back John? And then him infecting Sam with his blood?" Her eyes glowed a silver blue alerting Cas that she was getting a bit upset with the whole thing.

"Blaming you… no."

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Dean slept in his bed and he gasped waking up.

Castiel and Damaris stood at the end of the bed as Dean sat up on the bed.

"I couldn't stop any of it. She still made the deal. She still died in the nursery, didn't she?" Dean questioned looking at Castiel with an accusing gaze.

"Don't be too hard on yourself. You couldn't have stopped it." Castiel said looking at Dean dead in the eyes.

"What?"

"My brother's an idiot for sending you back there." Damaris said giving him a dirty look. "Destiny can't be changed, Dean." She pushed some of her hair back from her face. "All roads lead to the same destination."

"Then why'd he send me back?" Dean questioned looking at Castiel with hurt in his eyes. He couldn't understand why Castiel had sent him back in time if he couldn't stop it from happening.

"For the truth. Now you know everything we do."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Castiel looked at the other bed which hadn't been slept in.

Dean looked over at the other bed. "Where's Sam?"

"We know what Azazel did to your brother. What we don't know is why… what his endgame is. He went to great lengths to cover that up."

"Where's Sam?" Dean repeated his questioned looking at the two angels.

"425 Waterman." Damaris said softly looking at him.

Dean grabbed his keys and his jacket.

"Your brother is headed down a dangerous road, Dean, and we're not sure where it leads. So stop it. Or we will."

Damaris gave Dean a small weak smile and was gone not even a minute later in a fluttering of wings leaving Castiel with Dean.

She appeared in her home and took a shaky breath closing her eyes. She tangled her hand into her hair as a few tears slid down her cheeks. She couldn't believe that Castiel would say that… think so little of Sam Winchester. She felt like… there was something that she could do, but he wasn't ready to meet an Angel of the Lord. Especially one that had been walking the earth for the last 1500 years. Perhaps soon the time would come and Sam would meet her.

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This is the end of Chapter 3 of I'm Not Like My Brother. I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter. I know it's not much, but I promise that there will be more written with Damaris instead of just being written this way. I promise. And here is my question for you all. Who would you want to see Damaris with? Sam or Dean? Please let me know who you guys would like to see Damaris with if you guys would like to see her with someone. Until next time guys.