[FIC] Ad Armi Spianate for dontbitethesun
Gift type: Fanfic
Title: Ad Armi Spianate
Author: rebornxlambo
Recipient: dontbitethesun
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 2195
Warnings: AU, m/m kissing
Spoilers: None
Author notes: Oh, I’m not sure if I like what I wrote D: It took me too much time, and then it looked pretty useless. The ending is so strange… I don’t like it. I take the opportunity to thank my special persons, especially my friend and beta Noemi, and then Silvia, who hates me because I wrote it in English. In Eeeenglish! D: And, well… Lots of people.
Merry Christmas to dontbitethesun, because she’s awesome and I’m a big, freaking stalker who has been after her for ages. Run and don’t ever look back, baby! I’m dangerous! D: Holiday greetings~
Dean is standing in front of the mirror, telling lies and looking wretched, when Castiel rescues him for the first time.
-
Dean Winchester was nine years old when he told his teacher that he was going to be the Great Emperor of the Milky Way and then banish from his kingdom whoever tried to take his baby bro’s favorite book one more time. Not that Sam actually read the thing, but he liked the pictures and wouldn’t have his nap without having touched the big pages and giggled at his brother’s comments.
He kept on proclaiming his big projects until he was twelve and Kitty told him that there was no Emperor of the Milky Way, that the Milky Way wasn’t an Empire and that his breath was stinky.
What a stupid name, Kitty.
Dean really wanted to protect Sam after their mother’s death because their father spent his days outside, either saving the world or drinking. Actually, most of his time was spent drinking, but he still had been a hell of a detective, and even his falling was shining.
After that, Dean was thirteen years old and he had a new brother, from one day to another; Adam Milligan, which him nor Sam had seen before, but who had their father’s eyes and it meant being part of the Winchester clan.
Now Dean is twenty-nine, alone in the bathroom of a really nice building, and his brother Adam is somewhere else with Ghandi or Buddha or Spongebob, or maybe he’s the invisible man that watches kids playing and smiles in a creepy way.
They had been stupid, the three of them. Adam had died before he could tell why he was alive, Sam tried to outlive the messed up family they were and Dean was failing at both the two things he had promised to his Sammy.
Dean hates his new life.
He hates being always surrounded by people, not being able of thinking whatever he wants, having to go and do what they tell him is acceptable. He hates arguing with Lisa almost every week, and he hates knowing it’s always his fault, and he really hates knowing that Ben has listened to everyone of their fights and keeps on smiling at him the morning after.
Last but not last, he isn’t going to be the president of his grandfather’s family anytime soon.
"My father told me once… He told me-to fuck off." Dean sighs and turns to look at himself in the mirror, looking at what the years have done to him, wondering what would it’s like to be the Emperor of the Milky Way nowadays.
"It’s an ugly thing to say," replies the stranger leaned against the basin next to his, and Dean gives a jump only because he’s pretty sure he has been alone in the bathroom until some seconds ago.
"As anyone told you you’re a genius?" he answers in a fit of rage, not caring about who the man could be.
"Yes, but thank you."
The other man looks extremely serious, with those very blue eyes and the tie messy around his neck, and Dean is desperate enough to just laugh and scoot a little closer. "Other good news?"
"They love you."
Dean stares back at him.
"The people that you love, the ones that you make suffer with your sadness and regret. They love you as much as you love them."
The foreigner talks and plays with a fedora that could do pretty good things to his appearance; it looks like he can’t look anywhere else than at Dean’s face.
He’s no more where he is standing, travelling far with his mind and crying his regrets out loud, while glaring back to Blue Eyes who nods and exits the bathroom.
-
In his dreams, Dean sees Adam and tells him about how is his everyday life, and it’s like living in a constant chick-flick moment but he’s not even caring. It has been so long from the last time he has seen his step-brother this relaxed, he can’t do anything but talking about how sweet is Lisa, how Ben rocks, how at work he breaks asses.
Dean talks a lot about the Man with Blue Eyes that he spots every once in a while, the stranger with a mouth filled with empty words.
-
Sam Winchester has always been a wonderful child, peaceful and kind; there is just one person that he has no never forgiven, but it’s too far in time, and putting the episode aside, he’s good to everyone.
Dean loves him and despises lying to him.
"Why were you late?" asked Sam for the hundredth time; the older one thought that he has taken the whole matter a little too personally, but-he just doesn’t want to think about it.
"Why do you care?"
"Because you’re my family, Dean, and you’re wearing yourself out after this… ghost that no one has seen but you."
The man feels the anger boiling in his vein as every time he sees Blue Eyes and doesn’t get to him in time. He was this close to throwing fits, packing and running away with the fucking stranger when they heard the front door opening and Lisa announcing she was home, and her head ached like a bitch.
"I’m doing this for you, Dean," whispered his brother, and Dean could see the fear in his eyes.
It has been two years since he has seen first (and last) the Blue Eyed man, and there’s something about him that he just can’t shake.
After three months, he and Lisa stopped having sex. Others seven months and Dean was getting another apartment, in the furthest side of town, because he felt too… ashamed, maybe. He didn’t know.
Sam helped a lot, and kept on helping even after his amnesia. He had forgotten everything but his own name: slowly he could remember about his courses, and why he loved so much his fiancée, and how hard was to bring Dean to talk about his feelings, how hard was to keep on seeing to him even knowing that Dean hadn’t stopped Adam from walking home alone after a whole night spent drinking beer and playing Halo.
Sam hadn’t remembered not a thing about Blue Eyes, and when Dean talks about him he just smiles and replies nothing as he did before.
-
Then everything goes down. Jessica annuls the wedding because Sam has been meeting another woman behind her back and hasn’t tried to deny when she discovered everything.
Dean gets the opportunity to talk with the Blue Eyed stranger.
-
Ruby Whatshername has disappeared in thin air the same day Jessica throws Sam out. No one was able to get in touch with her, and Sam just couldn’t remember what happened between him and the missing woman. Because of this, he spent two days on Dean’s couch with his brother, watching trash-TV and both of them looking miserable; it’s when the older Winchester gets a call from an unknown number, takes his car and drives to the subway station.
The man is sitting in the almost empty train with the hat in his lap, and his tie looks as untidy as it did the last time. It’s late at night and it’s not like they live in New York City, so it looks a bit odd.
"What can I do for you?" Dean asks him, faking a polite tone and wanting only to spit in his face and run away. There is something much more strong and scary that keeps him here.
"There are things that I can do for you. I know things that you don’t, I could protect you as I should have done in the last two years."
"What the hell are you talking about?" shouts Dean, and an old lady sitting not far gives him the look. "Sorry Granny."
"I could not protect your brother. It was not my doing, Ruby has been irresponsible and it was the only way to-"
"What about the fucking Ruby?"
"She told him what I am about to tell you and didn’t offer the same protection that I will give you. I only want you to be safe, Dean."
"How… How do you know my name?"
Dean and Castiel go through the same station twice, and during the whole time they talk. Mostly it’s Castiel talking and Dean listening with disbelief, but they make conversation, and when they get out, in the cold air of a September morning, Dean knows Castiel is "some freaking angel whatsoever".
He isn’t sure he can rely on his own legs, and Castiel suggests they travel the way Guardians do. He has already declined, when the man-God, angel sound so strange-puts his fedora back on his head, looks down the street, chooses a Chinese restaurant and pulls the door open.
"What the…"
"This way, Dean. Hurry, please: they’re looking for us."
Later that night, Castiel is standing on the edge of the Chrysler Building and waiting for his brother to come and see him. He smiles, recalling how long has it been since he has last seen Gabriel.
"I didn’t know you were still with the bad guys," speaks a voice, and Castiel knows that he’s arrived. "Hi, little one, how’s life?"
"Hard," he replies, "right now I can’t trust anyone, and I know for sure that three of my safe houses are compromised."
"What were you thinking, that rebelling would be easier? I had a book, 'Falling from Heaven in ten lessons, dumb edition', it had nice pictures but I lost it some time ago."
"No, not easy."
"’s good to hear."
They remain silent until it’s time for them to leave, when Gabriel gives his younger brother a bunch of keys and a list of name.
"Don’t trust anyone, little one. When I say anyone-"
"I know. Thanks."
-
Dean and Castiel meet in the subway a month after their talk; the angel looks as if he hasn’t slept for days, which is technically true, but it’s not the important matter. They talk about Castiel’s need of dragging the Winchesters from the mess their lives have become.
-
"Come again?"
"You and me… We were meant to be. Before entering that bathroom, my name was Jim Novak, I had a wife and a little girl, Claire. For them now I’m probably dead, heart attack or something like that, and my future after then is lost."
The man knows there’s something really bad in those words.
"My supervisor Gabriel told me little after discovering were I came from: I couldn’t see what was in front of my eyes, but after realizing I felt the urge to come and talk with you, experiencing what I had lost. I loved you from the first moment. I fell in love with you, I know there’s a difference. This is why I’m willing to give everything just for your wellbeing. I need you to trust me on this."
Dean can’t stand hearing more from Castiel, so he grabs a handful of that horrible trench of him and kisses him on the mouth.
"I trust you."
Then, for a very long time, they fight against the world.
Gabriel is one of them who takes their side, and not the only one: others angels have discovered changes in those destinies they were guarding, and were only waiting for someone to guide their rebellion. Those who were lost returned and throw themselves in the struggle.
Ruby, even not being an angel, lines up with Castiel because "the enemy of my enemy in my friend". Sam gets her back during the battles, but in the end doesn’t remember a thing about her before. During the long days of wait and fear, the woman practically lives in Sam’s bedroom.
Angels who tricked humans and got them out from their path collapse one after the other; some of them stretch their arms during the fall and cling to the virtuosos, dragging them in depth.
Balthazar is out of sight for weeks.
The campaign doesn’t end from Tuesday to Friday, and a few think that it hasn’t ended at all. But after half and a year, the number of battles decreases, many angels surrender and people out there start living in a somewhat new world.
Ruby moves from Sam’s bedroom to his whole life, including the bedroom. Some angels chose to live on Earth and blend in as others did before, but the big part of them rejoins Heaven and operates for a new age, preferably one where humans actually have free will.
Dean and Castiel, they start by apple-pie on a first date
Author’s Note: About Sam's amnesia - it's difficult to read, but the story is that he (him?) and Ruby tried to change their destinies, and were punished by being turned in a demon (Ruby) and forgetting about the whole guardian-angels-and-missing-free-will thing. Kinda difficult, I know, I just forgot to explain it better D:
Title: Ad Armi Spianate
Author: rebornxlambo
Recipient: dontbitethesun
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 2195
Warnings: AU, m/m kissing
Spoilers: None
Author notes: Oh, I’m not sure if I like what I wrote D: It took me too much time, and then it looked pretty useless. The ending is so strange… I don’t like it. I take the opportunity to thank my special persons, especially my friend and beta Noemi, and then Silvia, who hates me because I wrote it in English. In Eeeenglish! D: And, well… Lots of people.
Merry Christmas to dontbitethesun, because she’s awesome and I’m a big, freaking stalker who has been after her for ages. Run and don’t ever look back, baby! I’m dangerous! D: Holiday greetings~
Dean is standing in front of the mirror, telling lies and looking wretched, when Castiel rescues him for the first time.
-
Dean Winchester was nine years old when he told his teacher that he was going to be the Great Emperor of the Milky Way and then banish from his kingdom whoever tried to take his baby bro’s favorite book one more time. Not that Sam actually read the thing, but he liked the pictures and wouldn’t have his nap without having touched the big pages and giggled at his brother’s comments.
He kept on proclaiming his big projects until he was twelve and Kitty told him that there was no Emperor of the Milky Way, that the Milky Way wasn’t an Empire and that his breath was stinky.
What a stupid name, Kitty.
Dean really wanted to protect Sam after their mother’s death because their father spent his days outside, either saving the world or drinking. Actually, most of his time was spent drinking, but he still had been a hell of a detective, and even his falling was shining.
After that, Dean was thirteen years old and he had a new brother, from one day to another; Adam Milligan, which him nor Sam had seen before, but who had their father’s eyes and it meant being part of the Winchester clan.
Now Dean is twenty-nine, alone in the bathroom of a really nice building, and his brother Adam is somewhere else with Ghandi or Buddha or Spongebob, or maybe he’s the invisible man that watches kids playing and smiles in a creepy way.
They had been stupid, the three of them. Adam had died before he could tell why he was alive, Sam tried to outlive the messed up family they were and Dean was failing at both the two things he had promised to his Sammy.
Dean hates his new life.
He hates being always surrounded by people, not being able of thinking whatever he wants, having to go and do what they tell him is acceptable. He hates arguing with Lisa almost every week, and he hates knowing it’s always his fault, and he really hates knowing that Ben has listened to everyone of their fights and keeps on smiling at him the morning after.
Last but not last, he isn’t going to be the president of his grandfather’s family anytime soon.
"My father told me once… He told me-to fuck off." Dean sighs and turns to look at himself in the mirror, looking at what the years have done to him, wondering what would it’s like to be the Emperor of the Milky Way nowadays.
"It’s an ugly thing to say," replies the stranger leaned against the basin next to his, and Dean gives a jump only because he’s pretty sure he has been alone in the bathroom until some seconds ago.
"As anyone told you you’re a genius?" he answers in a fit of rage, not caring about who the man could be.
"Yes, but thank you."
The other man looks extremely serious, with those very blue eyes and the tie messy around his neck, and Dean is desperate enough to just laugh and scoot a little closer. "Other good news?"
"They love you."
Dean stares back at him.
"The people that you love, the ones that you make suffer with your sadness and regret. They love you as much as you love them."
The foreigner talks and plays with a fedora that could do pretty good things to his appearance; it looks like he can’t look anywhere else than at Dean’s face.
He’s no more where he is standing, travelling far with his mind and crying his regrets out loud, while glaring back to Blue Eyes who nods and exits the bathroom.
-
In his dreams, Dean sees Adam and tells him about how is his everyday life, and it’s like living in a constant chick-flick moment but he’s not even caring. It has been so long from the last time he has seen his step-brother this relaxed, he can’t do anything but talking about how sweet is Lisa, how Ben rocks, how at work he breaks asses.
Dean talks a lot about the Man with Blue Eyes that he spots every once in a while, the stranger with a mouth filled with empty words.
-
Sam Winchester has always been a wonderful child, peaceful and kind; there is just one person that he has no never forgiven, but it’s too far in time, and putting the episode aside, he’s good to everyone.
Dean loves him and despises lying to him.
"Why were you late?" asked Sam for the hundredth time; the older one thought that he has taken the whole matter a little too personally, but-he just doesn’t want to think about it.
"Why do you care?"
"Because you’re my family, Dean, and you’re wearing yourself out after this… ghost that no one has seen but you."
The man feels the anger boiling in his vein as every time he sees Blue Eyes and doesn’t get to him in time. He was this close to throwing fits, packing and running away with the fucking stranger when they heard the front door opening and Lisa announcing she was home, and her head ached like a bitch.
"I’m doing this for you, Dean," whispered his brother, and Dean could see the fear in his eyes.
It has been two years since he has seen first (and last) the Blue Eyed man, and there’s something about him that he just can’t shake.
After three months, he and Lisa stopped having sex. Others seven months and Dean was getting another apartment, in the furthest side of town, because he felt too… ashamed, maybe. He didn’t know.
Sam helped a lot, and kept on helping even after his amnesia. He had forgotten everything but his own name: slowly he could remember about his courses, and why he loved so much his fiancée, and how hard was to bring Dean to talk about his feelings, how hard was to keep on seeing to him even knowing that Dean hadn’t stopped Adam from walking home alone after a whole night spent drinking beer and playing Halo.
Sam hadn’t remembered not a thing about Blue Eyes, and when Dean talks about him he just smiles and replies nothing as he did before.
-
Then everything goes down. Jessica annuls the wedding because Sam has been meeting another woman behind her back and hasn’t tried to deny when she discovered everything.
Dean gets the opportunity to talk with the Blue Eyed stranger.
-
Ruby Whatshername has disappeared in thin air the same day Jessica throws Sam out. No one was able to get in touch with her, and Sam just couldn’t remember what happened between him and the missing woman. Because of this, he spent two days on Dean’s couch with his brother, watching trash-TV and both of them looking miserable; it’s when the older Winchester gets a call from an unknown number, takes his car and drives to the subway station.
The man is sitting in the almost empty train with the hat in his lap, and his tie looks as untidy as it did the last time. It’s late at night and it’s not like they live in New York City, so it looks a bit odd.
"What can I do for you?" Dean asks him, faking a polite tone and wanting only to spit in his face and run away. There is something much more strong and scary that keeps him here.
"There are things that I can do for you. I know things that you don’t, I could protect you as I should have done in the last two years."
"What the hell are you talking about?" shouts Dean, and an old lady sitting not far gives him the look. "Sorry Granny."
"I could not protect your brother. It was not my doing, Ruby has been irresponsible and it was the only way to-"
"What about the fucking Ruby?"
"She told him what I am about to tell you and didn’t offer the same protection that I will give you. I only want you to be safe, Dean."
"How… How do you know my name?"
Dean and Castiel go through the same station twice, and during the whole time they talk. Mostly it’s Castiel talking and Dean listening with disbelief, but they make conversation, and when they get out, in the cold air of a September morning, Dean knows Castiel is "some freaking angel whatsoever".
He isn’t sure he can rely on his own legs, and Castiel suggests they travel the way Guardians do. He has already declined, when the man-God, angel sound so strange-puts his fedora back on his head, looks down the street, chooses a Chinese restaurant and pulls the door open.
"What the…"
"This way, Dean. Hurry, please: they’re looking for us."
Later that night, Castiel is standing on the edge of the Chrysler Building and waiting for his brother to come and see him. He smiles, recalling how long has it been since he has last seen Gabriel.
"I didn’t know you were still with the bad guys," speaks a voice, and Castiel knows that he’s arrived. "Hi, little one, how’s life?"
"Hard," he replies, "right now I can’t trust anyone, and I know for sure that three of my safe houses are compromised."
"What were you thinking, that rebelling would be easier? I had a book, 'Falling from Heaven in ten lessons, dumb edition', it had nice pictures but I lost it some time ago."
"No, not easy."
"’s good to hear."
They remain silent until it’s time for them to leave, when Gabriel gives his younger brother a bunch of keys and a list of name.
"Don’t trust anyone, little one. When I say anyone-"
"I know. Thanks."
-
Dean and Castiel meet in the subway a month after their talk; the angel looks as if he hasn’t slept for days, which is technically true, but it’s not the important matter. They talk about Castiel’s need of dragging the Winchesters from the mess their lives have become.
-
"Come again?"
"You and me… We were meant to be. Before entering that bathroom, my name was Jim Novak, I had a wife and a little girl, Claire. For them now I’m probably dead, heart attack or something like that, and my future after then is lost."
The man knows there’s something really bad in those words.
"My supervisor Gabriel told me little after discovering were I came from: I couldn’t see what was in front of my eyes, but after realizing I felt the urge to come and talk with you, experiencing what I had lost. I loved you from the first moment. I fell in love with you, I know there’s a difference. This is why I’m willing to give everything just for your wellbeing. I need you to trust me on this."
Dean can’t stand hearing more from Castiel, so he grabs a handful of that horrible trench of him and kisses him on the mouth.
"I trust you."
Then, for a very long time, they fight against the world.
Gabriel is one of them who takes their side, and not the only one: others angels have discovered changes in those destinies they were guarding, and were only waiting for someone to guide their rebellion. Those who were lost returned and throw themselves in the struggle.
Ruby, even not being an angel, lines up with Castiel because "the enemy of my enemy in my friend". Sam gets her back during the battles, but in the end doesn’t remember a thing about her before. During the long days of wait and fear, the woman practically lives in Sam’s bedroom.
Angels who tricked humans and got them out from their path collapse one after the other; some of them stretch their arms during the fall and cling to the virtuosos, dragging them in depth.
Balthazar is out of sight for weeks.
The campaign doesn’t end from Tuesday to Friday, and a few think that it hasn’t ended at all. But after half and a year, the number of battles decreases, many angels surrender and people out there start living in a somewhat new world.
Ruby moves from Sam’s bedroom to his whole life, including the bedroom. Some angels chose to live on Earth and blend in as others did before, but the big part of them rejoins Heaven and operates for a new age, preferably one where humans actually have free will.
Dean and Castiel, they start by apple-pie on a first date
Author’s Note: About Sam's amnesia - it's difficult to read, but the story is that he (him?) and Ruby tried to change their destinies, and were punished by being turned in a demon (Ruby) and forgetting about the whole guardian-angels-and-missing-free-will thing. Kinda difficult, I know, I just forgot to explain it better D: