SPN: Vessel Hunters 1
Summary: Sequel to Little One. After Castiel dragged Lucifer into the pit, Jimmy and Nick decided to stick together. They remembered a lot of their time possessed, and figured that they could put that knowledge to good use. So they became hunters. But when they start having shared visions of Lucifer and Castiel in the Cage, they realise that things are about to heat up again, especially with both demons and angels wanting them dead for their part in averting the Apocalypse.
A/N: Blame Speedfanatic, she wanted to know what happened next. Bitch. I have no idea how long this will be. First chapter covers the general situation, up to their decision to change lifestyles.
Pairings: Nick/Jimmy, memories/visions of Lucifer/Castiel, anything else undecided.
Warnings (this chapter): Sexual references.
-VH-
Jimmy was laughing.
Nick thought it one of the most beautiful things he’d seen. They were sitting in front of the fire in Nick’s living room, getting to know each other as slightly-not-normal humans, and Nick knew that he was in trouble.
The two men had been having sex ever since their angelic possessors had left, finding that it was one of the few familiar, comforting actions that had available to them. Their bodies knew and reacted to each other with little effort, and while neither would have considered themselves gay before, now they were willing to take comfort from each other. It had been agreed early on that this wasn’t a relationship, and that should the opportunity present itself, they would find other partners.
Unfortunately, Jimmy felt that to sleep with anyone else would mean he was being unfaithful to his wife Amelia, even if he couldn’t go back to her. So while he was happy to look at other women on the occasions they ventured into town, he never made a move on them.
As for Nick…
Nick’s family were dead. He’d had time to grieve and come to terms with it whilst Lucifer had been possessing him. And now, he spent his days constantly in the presence of a very attractive man, who welcomed him in his bed, and who had been through a similar ordeal.
In other words, Nick was falling in love with the man sitting next to him, and it terrified him. If Jimmy ever found out how deep Nick’s feelings ran, he was sure the other would be gone in a heartbeat.
So he kept his mouth shut, smiling painfully as he watched Jimmy laugh, and knew that he was completely screwed.
-VH-
Jimmy smiled as he felt Nick’s arms wrap around him. He was currently fixing dinner for them, something that always made Nick smile.
While their life together wasn’t perfect, Jimmy thought they were doing okay. Both men still suffered nightmares from their time as meat-suits, and found that they were the only ones who could comfort each other, since no one else really knew what they had gone through. And they now knew about the supernatural world, which added to their general distrust of everyone else.
One upside to their situation was that the both remembered a lot of Castiel and Lucifer’s knowledge, which meant that Nick’s house was fully warded in Enochian runes, making it possibly the safest place on Earth.
The other benefit was the sex. They both knew that neither would turn down the other, and both had healthy sex drives. As Nick was currently proving, nipping at the back of Jimmy’s neck and massaging his hips.
“Hmm…” Jimmy hummed his approval. “You’re in a good mood.”
“Yep. Heard back from my old boss. I can start work again in two weeks.”
Jimmy felt his heart sink a little at that, but turned in Nick’s grasp and smiled at him anyway.
“That’s great. You’ve missed working, haven’t you?”
“Yeah,” Nick leaned down and kissed Jimmy, then lifted the shorter man so he was sitting on the counter, legs wrapped loosely around Nick’s waist. “I always did enjoy working with my hand.”
“I enjoy you working with your hands too,” Jimmy grinned, pushing his fears to one side. If it made Nick happy, he’d try to support him. And wouldn’t think about how odd that statement sounded in his mind.
“You really do have a filthy mind,” Nick grinned. “I like it.”
“Of course you do.” Jimmy leaned back a little, grabbing a bottle of olive oil from the counter and waggling his eyebrows.
Nick laughed and nodded, moving to slip out of his shirt, when the doorbell rang. He let out a groan, then shook his head.
“Fuck ‘em,” he muttered and leaned towards Jimmy again.
“I’d rather fuck you,” Jimmy commented glibly, earning another annoyed groan from his companion.
The doorbell rang again, and Jimmy glared in its direction.
“Fuck off!” He shouted. “We’re not home!”
“Really convincing, Babe,” Nick laughed, pulling away. He took a moment to get himself back under control before heading to the door. Opening it, he recognised one of his old co-workers, Matt.
“Hey Nick,” the man greeted him. “Heard you were coming back, thought I’d call in and catch up, grab a beer.”
“Sure thing,” Nick stepped to one side. Something was screaming at him that this wasn’t really Matt, so he made sure to keep out of arm’s reach.
“So, you’ve been gone-” Matt seemed to walk into an invisible wall, and Nick nodded. Just as he’d thought. ‘Matt’ turned to look at him, wide eyed, and Nick raised his own gaze to the ceiling - where Jimmy had painted a complex Devil’s Trap, identical to the one Castiel had used to keep Alistair powerless.
“You didn’t think we were helpless, did you?” Jimmy called from his position, leaning agains the door frame. ‘Matt’ glared at him, eyes filling black.
“Doesn’t matter,” the demon growled. “We know where you are now, and we won’t stop coming until we have you again.”
“Interesting,” Nick raised an eyebrow. “Bet you didn’t count on this.”
With that, both men started chanting the most powerful exorcism they knew.
-VH-
“We should probably leave,” Jimmy commented as the two ate later. “We’re just endangering your friends by staying.”
“I know,” Nick sighed, pushing the stir-fry around more than he ate it. “I thought we could make this work, with all our defences here. But if they know where we are…”
“Yeah.” There was silence for a few minutes. “Do you think it’s odd, how much knowledge we’ve retained? I’m pretty sure that you, at least, should have been left a drooling idiot from how powerful Lucifer was.”
“It’s weird,” Nick nodded. “Nothing we can do though, except use the knowledge to protect ourselves.”
Jimmy nodded in return, thinking, then dropped his fork as his eyes widened.
“That’s it!”
“What’s what?” Nick blinked.
“We can use our knowledge to help people! We should become hunters!”
“Hunters.” Nick deadpanned. “You want to search out demons to kill them?”
“Yeah,” Jimmy was looking excited about it, and Nick knew that he was going to cave. He’d do anything to keep that light alive in his beloved’s eyes. “And not just demons. Everything else as well! We still have the knowledge, and… well…” he looked down, then rested his hand on the table, palm-up as he concentrated for a moment. Nick wasn’t sure what was going to happen, and nearly jumped out of his skin when Castiel’s sword appeared in Jimmy’s hand.
“What the Hell?” Nick breathed.
“I dunno,” Jimmy shrugged, turning the sword over thoughtfully. “But I can still do a few of the things Castiel could. Remembering Enochian’s just a small part of it.”
Nick considered, then held out his own hand, calling Lucifer’s blade forth. He was shocked when it worked, and he hefted the blade.
“These can kill pretty much anything,” Nick contemplated, earning a grin from Jimmy.
“So? What do you say?”
“I guess… the world could do with a few more hunters. We can leave once I sell the house - it’ll give us money to live on for a while.”
Jimmy grinned, and banished his sword with a thought. He then climbed up onto the table and crawled across it, leaning in to kiss Nick in thanks.
Next
A/N: Blame Speedfanatic, she wanted to know what happened next. Bitch. I have no idea how long this will be. First chapter covers the general situation, up to their decision to change lifestyles.
Pairings: Nick/Jimmy, memories/visions of Lucifer/Castiel, anything else undecided.
Warnings (this chapter): Sexual references.
-VH-
Jimmy was laughing.
Nick thought it one of the most beautiful things he’d seen. They were sitting in front of the fire in Nick’s living room, getting to know each other as slightly-not-normal humans, and Nick knew that he was in trouble.
The two men had been having sex ever since their angelic possessors had left, finding that it was one of the few familiar, comforting actions that had available to them. Their bodies knew and reacted to each other with little effort, and while neither would have considered themselves gay before, now they were willing to take comfort from each other. It had been agreed early on that this wasn’t a relationship, and that should the opportunity present itself, they would find other partners.
Unfortunately, Jimmy felt that to sleep with anyone else would mean he was being unfaithful to his wife Amelia, even if he couldn’t go back to her. So while he was happy to look at other women on the occasions they ventured into town, he never made a move on them.
As for Nick…
Nick’s family were dead. He’d had time to grieve and come to terms with it whilst Lucifer had been possessing him. And now, he spent his days constantly in the presence of a very attractive man, who welcomed him in his bed, and who had been through a similar ordeal.
In other words, Nick was falling in love with the man sitting next to him, and it terrified him. If Jimmy ever found out how deep Nick’s feelings ran, he was sure the other would be gone in a heartbeat.
So he kept his mouth shut, smiling painfully as he watched Jimmy laugh, and knew that he was completely screwed.
-VH-
Jimmy smiled as he felt Nick’s arms wrap around him. He was currently fixing dinner for them, something that always made Nick smile.
While their life together wasn’t perfect, Jimmy thought they were doing okay. Both men still suffered nightmares from their time as meat-suits, and found that they were the only ones who could comfort each other, since no one else really knew what they had gone through. And they now knew about the supernatural world, which added to their general distrust of everyone else.
One upside to their situation was that the both remembered a lot of Castiel and Lucifer’s knowledge, which meant that Nick’s house was fully warded in Enochian runes, making it possibly the safest place on Earth.
The other benefit was the sex. They both knew that neither would turn down the other, and both had healthy sex drives. As Nick was currently proving, nipping at the back of Jimmy’s neck and massaging his hips.
“Hmm…” Jimmy hummed his approval. “You’re in a good mood.”
“Yep. Heard back from my old boss. I can start work again in two weeks.”
Jimmy felt his heart sink a little at that, but turned in Nick’s grasp and smiled at him anyway.
“That’s great. You’ve missed working, haven’t you?”
“Yeah,” Nick leaned down and kissed Jimmy, then lifted the shorter man so he was sitting on the counter, legs wrapped loosely around Nick’s waist. “I always did enjoy working with my hand.”
“I enjoy you working with your hands too,” Jimmy grinned, pushing his fears to one side. If it made Nick happy, he’d try to support him. And wouldn’t think about how odd that statement sounded in his mind.
“You really do have a filthy mind,” Nick grinned. “I like it.”
“Of course you do.” Jimmy leaned back a little, grabbing a bottle of olive oil from the counter and waggling his eyebrows.
Nick laughed and nodded, moving to slip out of his shirt, when the doorbell rang. He let out a groan, then shook his head.
“Fuck ‘em,” he muttered and leaned towards Jimmy again.
“I’d rather fuck you,” Jimmy commented glibly, earning another annoyed groan from his companion.
The doorbell rang again, and Jimmy glared in its direction.
“Fuck off!” He shouted. “We’re not home!”
“Really convincing, Babe,” Nick laughed, pulling away. He took a moment to get himself back under control before heading to the door. Opening it, he recognised one of his old co-workers, Matt.
“Hey Nick,” the man greeted him. “Heard you were coming back, thought I’d call in and catch up, grab a beer.”
“Sure thing,” Nick stepped to one side. Something was screaming at him that this wasn’t really Matt, so he made sure to keep out of arm’s reach.
“So, you’ve been gone-” Matt seemed to walk into an invisible wall, and Nick nodded. Just as he’d thought. ‘Matt’ turned to look at him, wide eyed, and Nick raised his own gaze to the ceiling - where Jimmy had painted a complex Devil’s Trap, identical to the one Castiel had used to keep Alistair powerless.
“You didn’t think we were helpless, did you?” Jimmy called from his position, leaning agains the door frame. ‘Matt’ glared at him, eyes filling black.
“Doesn’t matter,” the demon growled. “We know where you are now, and we won’t stop coming until we have you again.”
“Interesting,” Nick raised an eyebrow. “Bet you didn’t count on this.”
With that, both men started chanting the most powerful exorcism they knew.
-VH-
“We should probably leave,” Jimmy commented as the two ate later. “We’re just endangering your friends by staying.”
“I know,” Nick sighed, pushing the stir-fry around more than he ate it. “I thought we could make this work, with all our defences here. But if they know where we are…”
“Yeah.” There was silence for a few minutes. “Do you think it’s odd, how much knowledge we’ve retained? I’m pretty sure that you, at least, should have been left a drooling idiot from how powerful Lucifer was.”
“It’s weird,” Nick nodded. “Nothing we can do though, except use the knowledge to protect ourselves.”
Jimmy nodded in return, thinking, then dropped his fork as his eyes widened.
“That’s it!”
“What’s what?” Nick blinked.
“We can use our knowledge to help people! We should become hunters!”
“Hunters.” Nick deadpanned. “You want to search out demons to kill them?”
“Yeah,” Jimmy was looking excited about it, and Nick knew that he was going to cave. He’d do anything to keep that light alive in his beloved’s eyes. “And not just demons. Everything else as well! We still have the knowledge, and… well…” he looked down, then rested his hand on the table, palm-up as he concentrated for a moment. Nick wasn’t sure what was going to happen, and nearly jumped out of his skin when Castiel’s sword appeared in Jimmy’s hand.
“What the Hell?” Nick breathed.
“I dunno,” Jimmy shrugged, turning the sword over thoughtfully. “But I can still do a few of the things Castiel could. Remembering Enochian’s just a small part of it.”
Nick considered, then held out his own hand, calling Lucifer’s blade forth. He was shocked when it worked, and he hefted the blade.
“These can kill pretty much anything,” Nick contemplated, earning a grin from Jimmy.
“So? What do you say?”
“I guess… the world could do with a few more hunters. We can leave once I sell the house - it’ll give us money to live on for a while.”
Jimmy grinned, and banished his sword with a thought. He then climbed up onto the table and crawled across it, leaning in to kiss Nick in thanks.
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