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SPN: Heaven Can Wait: Chapter Nine
Chapter Nine: The Second Key
Abaddon stood before Craig as the other demon lay in a fetal position on the floor. He had already been beaten enough that one side of his face was bloody. The blood was protruding from the temple of his head. His left eye was swollen, a bruise just beneath it. The lid of it was half closed. His whole body was comprised of bruises and scratch marks. It showed he'd put up a fight. The redheaded demon paced in front of him. She'd learned from two of her own that Craig had pledged himself to Crowley and had been playing both sides since before. She and some of her more brutal followers had crashed into the demon nest where he was located. The other demons had fled. Not Craig though. And she wondered why. Craig just lay on the floor, waiting to die. Waiting for it all to end. He just breathed deeply and stared up at her. Wondering how she was going to kill him. Rip out his heart, slice his throat, stab him through the chest with her blade.
SPN: Heaven Can Wait: Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight: Vote Crowley
The redhead felt a sense of bravery that she hadn't felt in a long while as she met Crowley outside the bunker around five in the morning. She shivered slightly in the cold air, hands in her sweatshirt pocket. Her hair rippling in the slight morning breeze from under her knitted hat. She tried to stifle a yawn as she took her husbands arm, giving him a sleepy smile. They barely took five steps until the disappeared in the darkened hours of dawn. Reappearing within a millisecond later. Meredith looked around for a second, they were underground. A warehouse or something close to what the bunker looked like. It was dark save for the red emergency lights every few feet, the grates emitting steam from the
"Our first stop of the day", Crowley told her.
"And our first stop being?" She looked at him as they continued walking.
"Rogue reapers", he said, smiling, "A nest of them", he paused thinking of how to carefully choose his words, "You have better p
SPN: Heaven Can Wait: Chapter Seven
Chapter Seven: Unexpected Answers
He pulled into the familiar drive way, walked up the familiar front walk way and opened the familiar door into the house. Everything about the inside of the house was beautiful, even though most of the first floor was covered in toys and a pack-n-play was pushed off to the side near the dinning room table. Sam sighed happily and heard the laughter of children. His heart skipped a beat as he half expected his own mother and father to greet him, to see himself and Dean as kids. But this was not true. Dean came to the door to see him, a dish towel over his shoulder.
"Thought Cas and I would stop by for dinner", Dean laughed, clapping his hand on his brother's shoulder, "We're helping Meredith with dinner since the kids are all over the place. Mind doing some taste testing for me? I'm making burgers".
Sam nodded, "Uh, yeah. Sure. Smells good", he laughed.
"Damn straight it does", Dean laughed.
Sam hadn't seen that smile on his brother's face in y
SPN: Season 6: ReunionCastiel stood yards away watching Dean mow the lawn of his and Lisa's home. He'd been watching over Dean for the better part of a year now. He was glad his friend had a normal life. The angel had once or twice attempted to approach him but he couldn't bring himself to. He sighed and stood patiently, very stoic and masked from Dean's sight. He hated not being able to talk to him but he knew this was how things were supposed to be. With Lucifer's defeat and the civil war in Heaven, he couldn't allow Dean to get hurt any further. He sighed, almost ready to leave for the time being when he turned to find Crowley standing watching just beside him. The angel glared at the demon with a hateful expression but there was nothing he could do to get rid of him.
"Keeping watch still I see", Crowley commented.
"What do you want?" Castiel asked.
"Well aren't you a charmer", the demon chuckled, "Nothing in particular but I need you to do me a favor".
"I'm not giving you the Winchester's", the angel to
SPN: Mini-Fic: On The Road: Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve: Parting of Ways
I paced warily as I stared at my feet. My fingers playing with my wedding band. My heart thumping against my chest. Everything had slowly unraveled over the course of a few weeks. Ever since we'd arrived back from Scotland. The wedding. The honeymoon. It had been a blur of bliss. Lucifer was free from his cage and that meant the world would become hell soon enough. And the demons of his would be cannon fodder and I would be left alone, soon to die like the rest of man kind. I closed my eyes and counted backwards from twenty, needing to calm down. I needed to breathe. Growley paced along side me, his wet nose brushing against my leg. The hell hound had been an unusual loyal companion since my time spent with Crowley. He slept on the floor at the end of our bed at night. The funny thing was, he slept on my side of the bed. I had questioned whether he had been trained to protect me, now that I thought about it. I shook my head though, I couldn'
TB JErin: Short Drabble"Oy! I think they went this way!" a voice shouted.
The sounds of feet hitting against the wet pavement and trying to avoid the rather small pot holes of water weren't as loud as their pumping heart beats. Rapid and fast acting and it was the only thing ringing in their ears. Erin Knightly held tightly to her boyfriend's hand as she tried to keep up with his pace, just about matching it step for step but she kept tripping every other turn. In her defense, they generally had never gotten caught. Up til now that is. She mustered a determined face to keep up with the blond Englishman but her hand was slipping from his. She cursed herself for allowing her hand to get sweaty at a time like this. Having noticed her cautious movements beside him, as to not fall on her face, Jervis Tetch grinned and in a single swift, fluid movement, pulled her into his arms and scooped her up as he turned down a side alley. There was a low wall between two of the buildings and he carefully placed her up there,
SPN: Season 6: Telling BobbyMeredith hated sitting around twiddling her thumbs while Sam and Dean were out. Especially when it seemed like once again she was being babysat. She didn't mind Bobby Singer though. She didn't have any actual family members that she could recall. And he was the closest thing to an uncle she was going to get. He treated her like he did the boys, despite the fact she'd only been there two days. Something told her, he was glad to have a girl around instead of dealing with the boys all the time. He found her sitting in the kitchen, staring out the window. It was nearly midnight.
"You gonna get some sleep or go for the world record of staying awake?" Bobby asked, pulling up a chair across from her, "It's nearing on two solid days".
Meredith shook her head, "I can't stop thinking that I could be out there helping them", she turned to look at him.
"Well, you ain't gonna be no help sitting here half alive if you don't rest", he told her, half chuckling, "What's your story anyway? I haven't kno
SPN Mini-Fic: On The Road: Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven: The Vow
For the past twenty four hours she kept waking up and going down to the bathroom. Splashing cold water on her face and looking in the mirror. Glancing down at her left hand. She felt a slight tremble every time she brought it up to eye level. Happiness and shock overwhelmed her brain each time she looked at the ring. Meredith stood in front of the bathroom sink for a while, running her fingers over her finger. When she heard footsteps, she glanced towards the door to see Crowley in a bathrobe, hair slightly messy.
"It's three in the morning, are you going to come back to bed?" He asked.
Meredith sighed and nodded, "I'm having a hard time staying asleep".
"So I've noticed. You got up around one am yesterday and you've been in the bathroom for a whole fifteen minutes now", He replied, walking towards her. He took her hands, "Why don't I give you a relaxing massage and a warm glass of milk?" He suggested.
The redhead nodded, still feeling tired but not enoug
SPN One-Shots: Destiel and MerowleyDean stretched in his sleep as he woke up. Feeling his back crack in a happy way. The fluffy mattress had been a good idea after all. Sure it had set him back a little but he knew how to play poker, so it was all good. He rubbed his eyes and turned to his companion who was laying beside him. Castiel glanced at him and gave him a small smile. He had been learning how to do human expressions and he was getting quite good at it. The angel didn't need to sleep, so he had sat up all night watching over his boyfriend.
"Morning Dean", Cas replied.
"Morning", Dean chuckled smiling at him. He rolled onto his side and curled up against Cas's chest, promptly feeling like going back to sleep, "Wake me up in an hour", he murmured.
"It's ten in the morning", Cas told him.
"Don't be so pushy", came the sleepy reply, "It's Saturday".
Castiel glanced around for a second before glancing back at Dean, "I'm not being pushy. I'm just...observing. Did you not get a good night's rest?"
Dean opened one eye an
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