The Beauty of Love As It Was Made To Be 16/?
Title: The Beauty of Love As It Was Made To Be 16/?
Rating: PG-13
Pairing and Characters: Dean/Cas, Faith, Sam/Sarah
Spoilers/Warnings: none I can think of
Word Count: ~3,400 (this chapter)
Summary: This is a sequel to "Like To Stay in Heaven..." you don't have to read that first to start this, but it would help a lot. That masterpost is here. You do need to read the prologue which is here. This starts two months after the end of my version of season 7
This chapter: Dean, Cas, and Faith go to visit Sam and Sarah. Vampires capture Dean and threaten the safety of Sam’s normal life.
Notes: This story will most likely turn into another monster. I've had this story in mind for a while and haven't had a way to write it out. It could go on for a long time to see Dean and Cas' daughter grow to an adult
Previous
Dean knocked on the door, Faith in his arms. It didn’t take long for a smiling Sam to appear.
“Uncle Sammy!” Faith shrieked at the sight of Sam.
Sam smiled and widened his eyes in mock surprise. “Faith!” The toddler practically jumped from Dean’s arms into Sam’s. The man laughed and lifted her high up above his head. She cried out happily as Sam tossed her near to the ceiling and caught her.
“Sam,” Dean was suddenly terrified that Sam would drop her, “take it easy.”
“Relax, Dean. She loves it.” Despite his words, Sam lowered Faith into a tight hug. She was laughing and curling her arms around his neck.
Dean and Cas stepped through the doorway with a couple overnight bags. Cas was shutting the door when Faith shouted again.
“Aunt Sarah!”
They all turned as Sarah walked through the living room. Her wide smile lit up her face as he looked at Faith. Her stomach was only slightly swollen. If Dean didn’t know otherwise, he wouldn’t guess that she was pregnant. She moved beside Sam and greeted Faith.
“Hi, Sarah.” Dean smiled at her and found himself pulled into a warm hug.
“Hi, Dean.” She pulled back with a smile before smacking his arm. “Why has it taken you so long to come see us again?” It had been a few months since they made a trip up.
“Ow.” Dean rubbed his arm and frowned. “Sorry, we were busy.”
“Uh-huh.” She stepped around Dean. “Hey, Cas.” She gave him an equally tight hug.
“Sarah.” Cas had grown to like Sarah as much as Dean had. The woman was a great match for Sam and didn’t take anyone’s crap.
“Are you guys hungry?” Sarah moved back toward the kitchen.
They left their bags in the living room and joined Sarah in the kitchen. She had made a big meal for them, complete with a fresh apple pie, which earned another hug and a kiss from Dean.
When everyone was done eating, they were sitting back and too full to move out of the kitchen. They all sat there talking until Sarah rubbed her stomach absently and tapped Sam’s arm.
“I’ll be right back.” She stood and walked off to use the bathroom.
Sam leaned on the table. “So, how is everything going at the bunker with Kevin?”
“Good. He’s probably busy writing college application essays.” Dean took a drink of his beer.
“What?”
“Kevin plans on going to college.” Cas answered as Dean continued to drink.
“Really? Well, that’s not too surprising considering his life before becoming a prophet. What did you guys tell him when he brought it up?”
Dean set his beer down. “That he had every right to try for it and that we were here to help if he needed it.”
Sam’s eyebrows shot up. “You said that?”
“Yeah.”
“You?”
“Yes, Sam. Why is that so hard to believe?”
“Because I was there the night I left for Stanford and you had a lot of different words for me that night.”
Dean clamped his mouth shut at the reminder. Back then he had shared their dad’s view of Sam’s leaving. He saw now that they had been wrong. It was silent a moment before Dean spoke. “We learn as we get older, Sam.”
Sam smiled. “Apparently.”
Sarah made her way back to the table as they talked. Faith watched her and started giggling. “Baby. Fairy likes Baby.”
Sarah put a hand on her stomach. “What?”
Dean looked at her and saw what Faith was talking about. Her fairy was hovering around Sarah’s stomach. He could see her smiling and doing flips around her. “Yeah, the fairy seems really happy around you.”
She looked down and frowned warily. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that.
“Don’t worry, she won’t hurt you. She seems to like you.” Dean himself was still wary about the fairy. Most of the time she hovered around Faith, sitting on her shoulder and moving her toys. Other times she seemed to cause some trouble for them, moving items and messing with some of the equipment in the bunker.
“Okay.” Sarah looked nervous as she sat down at the table again.
The sky was dark as Sam and Sarah turned in for the night. Dean and Cas played with Faith in the living room for about an hour before Dean realized they didn’t have any more beer. He decided to make a run to the liquor store in town.
Dean whistled softly as he browsed the empty store. He had a six-pack and a couple snacks in his hands as he walked up to the counter. When no one came out to help him, he rang the bell and called out. He was met with an eerie silence.
After putting his stuff on the counter, he walked around the counter and took out his gun. He continued calling for an employee as he made his way to the back. The employee door in the back was open slightly. Dean pushed it open slowly and saw the cashier lying on the floor in a pool of blood.
Dean checked behind him before moving into the room and closing the door behind him. He knelt down next to the young man and checked his wound. His throat was ripped open in a wide hole. Teeth marks were visible around the edges. It looked like a vamp but they usually didn’t leave that much blood behind. Lunar cycle wasn’t right for a werewolf.
He took his phone out and called Cas. A door leading out to the alley behind the building was open and Dean walked out, following the small blood droplets. Cas picked up when Dean heard something behind him.
“Hey, what’s up?” Cas thought maybe he was going to ask him if he wanted anything.
“Hang on a sec.” Dean looked behind him for what caused the noise. He didn’t see anything. Cas asked Dean what was wrong and he shushed him. He thought he saw movement. “I’m at the store and I found a body. Looks kinda like a vampire but I don’t know…” He stopped when another shuffle sounded down the alley.
“Dean, stay there. I’m coming.”
“No, just wait.” He held his gun up and moved down the alley along the wall and listened.
The rush was too fast and the gun shot was too slow as Dean was tackled powerfully into the hard ground. His phone slid out of his reach and Dean felt sharp teeth clamp down on his neck. He cried out in frustration and pain and tried to pull the vampire off him.
His body weakened and he was growing lightheaded. All he could do was grab the thing and punch and kick. Eventually, he was released and felt the vampire move off him. Cas was shouting through the phone and it was all Dean could do to crawl to it.
“Cas, vampire…” he pushed himself up and stumbled down the dark alley. He could hear the woman laughing and realized he was playing into her game. “I can’t…” his vision suddenly blurred and he tilted into the wall beside him. “Cas…” He dropped the phone and blacked out.
Sam woke to a panicked Cas shaking him and shouting about Dean. When he finally explained everything, Sam shot out of bed and told Sarah what happened and to keep an eye on Faith. They both raced to the liquor store hoping to not find a drained and dead Dean.
The Impala was still parked in front of the store when they pulled up. Cas immediately ran through the store and found Dean’s items on the counter and the dead clerk in the back. Sam followed behind. Cas followed the trail as Dean did and ended up in the alley where Dean’s phone was still sitting beside his gun. His blood was also smeared on the ground and walls of the small alley.
“They took him.” Sam didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing. It meant he was most likely alive, but in what condition?
Fear pounded in Cas’s chest as he took in the scene. Dean’s blood was everywhere and he had heard the attack over the phone. Anger came next. He picked up Dean’s gun, squeezing the handle tight. “Then we’ll find them and kill them all.”
Dean woke slowly and grunted as his head pounded heavily. He expected to be tied down but his weak state made that useless. A tall woman was standing at the foot of the grimy bed he was on. He recognized her as the vamp that tackled him. She was laughing.
“Don’t know what you’re smiling about. You just signed your death warrant.”
She laughed again. “That’s cute. I’m smiling because I got me a hot meal for the next week or so.” She moved around the side of the bed and leaned over him, long black hair tickling his face. “Some of the others wanted in on you, but I won’t let them have you. You’re mine.”
Dean rolled his eyes. “Now I feel special. You made a huge mistake taking me. You should have either left me alone or killed me. I’m not alone, and the others are a lot scarier than me.”
She laughed again and grabbed Dean’s hair tightly. “Bring ‘em on. I’m not alone either and I’m not scared.”
“You should be, bitch.” She growled and sank her teeth in again and Dean passed out.
They had returned to Sam’s house in both cars to try to figure out where the vampires had taken Dean. Cas was angry and worried, which set off Faith’s nerves. The angel was questioning everyone and only making Cas more nervous. They eventually put her in a separate room with some of her toys so they could work.
After some research, they found no suspicious deaths in the area. Cas was frustrated further and had to go outside as Sam filled in Sarah. While outside, Cas had a thought that sent him running back inside to find his daughter.
Faith was sitting on the floor with a frown and tears on her cheeks. Cas picked her up and wiped her tears away. “It’s okay, sweetie. I need your help to find Daddy.”
He joined a concerned Sam and Sarah in the living room with Faith. He sat her on his lap on the couch. “You don’t know where Daddy is, do you?” Faith shook her head. She couldn’t find him with the Enochian sigils Cas had burned into his ribs years ago. “Okay, can you find vampires, if there are any in the town?”
Faith considered before nodding slowly. Cas smiled. He stood with Faith in his arms. They needed to go outside, away from the binding they had put on the house. Sam followed with a map at Cas’s request.
“Are you sure she can do this?” Sam didn’t know if his small niece was capable of something so powerful. He hadn’t seen her back when she killed Crowley.
“Yes.” Cas knew from experience that angels could find supernatural beings if they tried and Faith was stronger than any angel he had seen. He looked at Faith. “I need you to concentrate, honey. You know what vampires look like, what they smell like, right?” Faith nodded. “Find them. Get a street or address.”
Faith nodded obediently before closing her eyes and reaching out with her grace. She ended up flying above the town and smelling for anything supernatural. Within a second, she spotted a warehouse with a strong smell of blood, old blood, and vampires. She glimpsed a street sign as she pulled back and landed in Cas’s arms.
“Did you find them?” Cas saw the blue glow fade from Faith’s eyes as she opened them. Faith nodded and pointed to the map of the town. “In a building, a house?”
“Big, empty house.”
“Like a warehouse?” Sam asked, knowing of one or two in that area. Faith nodded. “I think I know where she means.” He folded up the map and rushed back inside for the keys to the Impala.
Cas walked back to return Faith when she protested. “I wanna help Daddy!”
“You did, Faith. Now me and Uncle Sam are gonna bring him back.” She whined again but Cas carried her back inside. “You need to stay here and wait for us to come back. I promise to come back with Daddy.”
Faith frowned and tears welled up in her eyes again. Sarah picked her up and tried to comfort her as Cas went out to the car to wait for Sam.
Sam put a hand on Sarah’s shoulder. “We won’t be gone long.”
“I really don’t want you to go, Sam. You haven’t hunted in a long time and if something happens…”
“I’ll be fine. Cas will be backing me up. This won’t happen again. I just don’t feel safe with these things so close to home.” He leaned down and kissed her briefly. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Be careful.”
Sam ran a hand through Faith’s hair before going to the car and driving to the warehouse.
By the time they reached the building, Cas was ready to run in and kill all of them. Sam had to chase after him and pull him back from running inside.
“Cas, wait we need a plan.” Sam pulled him aside, feeling his muscles tight with anger.
“I have a plan.” He gritted the words out through his teeth.
“Which is what? Run in and slash at everything that moves?” Cas tightened his lips in frustration. “If we do that, they could grab Dean and run, or kill him. We need to go in quietly and hope we find Dean quickly and get out of there, okay?”
Cas knew Sam was right but his fear of losing Dean was making him want to ignore him and rush in. He nodded and tried to take a breath. It would’ve been smarter for them to come back during the day but Cas had been too worried about Dean to wait. He hoped he hadn’t made a mistake.
They waited outside the door until one of them came out. They stayed back until the vampire moved away, probably hunting for his dinner. Sam led the way through the door, which seemed to be the back door of the place. The hallway went straight and to the left. Sam went to the left while Cas continued straight.
Cas kept along the wall with his machete in hand. He listened and heard soft laughter and mumbling down the hall a ways. He came close to the first door and prayed Dean was there. When he opened the door and jumped inside, he found nothing but a broken bed and chair.
He passed a couple more doors and the voices got louder. He neared the last door before the hall turned. Cas turned the lock slowly and pushed the door with his foot. When no one came out of the room to investigate, Cas moved through the doorframe quickly.
Dean was lying on the small bed with a wide red bite on his neck. His head was off to the side like his limp legs and arms. He shut the door slowly before rushing over to Dean.
“Dean.” He put a hand on his forehead and set the machete down. Dean’s skin was cool and pale. “Dean.” He didn’t dare say it too loud and rouse the vamps.
His eyes fluttered open briefly. A hand reached up for Cas before falling back to the bed. “Cas?” His voice was a broken whisper.
“I’m here, Dean. Sam is too. We’re gonna get you out.” Cas cupped his face and kissed him quickly. “Can you sit up or walk?”
Dean could barely muster the strength to shake his head no. Cas cursed softly before pulling Dean up by his arms. The sound of the doorknob turning stopped him. He barely had time to lay Dean back, grab his machete, and hide behind the opening door.
Two vampires walked in, thankfully leaving the door open. They were talking about Dean as they moved closer. The woman was laughing and gloating about taking him down while the man didn’t seem impressed.
“He told you that others would be coming for him?” He sounded irritated.
“Everyone says that. I just think of it as delivery service.”
The man leaned over and sniffed Dean. “You’ve almost bled him dry already.”
“He has a smart mouth.”
The man sighed. “If you want him to last much longer, you need to back off for a while.” The woman put a hand on her hip and grunted out an agreement. As they turned to leave, the man stopped and sniffed the air. “I smell something. A human.”
Cas gripped his machete tight, almost wishing they would attack so he could kill them.
“What him?” She pointed to Dean.
“No, something else.” He got dangerously close to Cas and he was ready to strike when the woman pulled him away.
“There’re humans all over this block. I smell them all the time too. Come on.” She pulled him through the door, shutting it behind them.
Cas sighed in relief before hearing the lock turn from outside. Now he would have to pick the lock to get out unnoticed. He knelt down to do that before moving Dean. He put an arm around his shoulder and lifted Dean up to a standing position. He felt his knees giving out after a few steps of Dean hanging like dead weight. “Come on, Dean. Help me a little.” All Dean did was moan and drop his head. “Dammit.”
Cas opened the door and peeked out cautiously. The hall was clear. He dragged Dean out and moved down the hall at a nerve-rackingly slow pace. His arms and back were shaking from the weight and effort.
A noise coming around the corner made him stop. He had put the machete away so as not to stab Dean by accident and felt too open now. He was trying to set Dean down and get his weapon when Sam appeared around the corner. Cas sighed in relief as Sam ran up to help.
They both held Dean up by an arm and moved quickly out the back door. They felt too lucky when they reached the Impala without meeting a single vampire.
“I got him. Start the car.” Sam took Dean’s full weight to lay him in the back as Cas started the engine.
Once secured, they took off with screeching tires. They got to Sam’s house after what felt like an eternity to Cas. Both of them carried Dean to the porch and called for Sarah to bring Faith. Sarah arrived a few seconds later with the toddler.
Faith was already in tears. Cas took her from Sarah and crouched down to let her stand next to Dean. She quickly reached out and touched his forehead. His wound closed and his skin colored just before he gasped and sat up.
“Dean.” Cas wrapped his arms around his neck, not caring about the blood smearing over his arms from Dean’s wound.
“Hey.” He hugged back and looked down when small hands tangled in his shirt. Faith was looking up at him with teary eyes and a pout. “Come here.” He wrapped Faith up in one arm and hugged her close with Cas.
The three of them stayed wrapped together while Sam stood and moved over to Sarah. She hugged him. “Are you hurt?”
“No, they didn’t even know we were there.” He kissed her hair and looked back to Dean.
“So it’s over?” She didn’t think she could let Sam leave again.
“We can’t just leave them all there.” Cas leaned away from Dean and looked up at Sam. “We should go back and clean them out.”
“I agree.” Dean shifted Faith so she could sit on his lap.
Sarah looked between them sadly. “I figured you would say that.”
“We’ll wait until morning and get them while they sleep, or when we can use the sun as an advantage.” Sam and Cas nodded in agreement.
“Do you have to?” She was scared that they wouldn’t come back a second time.
“We can’t let them go so close to us.” Sam turned her to face him. “We wouldn’t be safe.” He put a hand on her stomach. Protecting Sarah and their child meant more to him than anything now. He either had to see them leave or die if he wanted to let Sarah leave the house alone again.
“It’s settled.” Dean pushed up with Faith in his arms. “At sunrise, we wipe ‘em out.”
Next
Rating: PG-13
Pairing and Characters: Dean/Cas, Faith, Sam/Sarah
Spoilers/Warnings: none I can think of
Word Count: ~3,400 (this chapter)
Summary: This is a sequel to "Like To Stay in Heaven..." you don't have to read that first to start this, but it would help a lot. That masterpost is here. You do need to read the prologue which is here. This starts two months after the end of my version of season 7
This chapter: Dean, Cas, and Faith go to visit Sam and Sarah. Vampires capture Dean and threaten the safety of Sam’s normal life.
Notes: This story will most likely turn into another monster. I've had this story in mind for a while and haven't had a way to write it out. It could go on for a long time to see Dean and Cas' daughter grow to an adult
Previous
Dean knocked on the door, Faith in his arms. It didn’t take long for a smiling Sam to appear.
“Uncle Sammy!” Faith shrieked at the sight of Sam.
Sam smiled and widened his eyes in mock surprise. “Faith!” The toddler practically jumped from Dean’s arms into Sam’s. The man laughed and lifted her high up above his head. She cried out happily as Sam tossed her near to the ceiling and caught her.
“Sam,” Dean was suddenly terrified that Sam would drop her, “take it easy.”
“Relax, Dean. She loves it.” Despite his words, Sam lowered Faith into a tight hug. She was laughing and curling her arms around his neck.
Dean and Cas stepped through the doorway with a couple overnight bags. Cas was shutting the door when Faith shouted again.
“Aunt Sarah!”
They all turned as Sarah walked through the living room. Her wide smile lit up her face as he looked at Faith. Her stomach was only slightly swollen. If Dean didn’t know otherwise, he wouldn’t guess that she was pregnant. She moved beside Sam and greeted Faith.
“Hi, Sarah.” Dean smiled at her and found himself pulled into a warm hug.
“Hi, Dean.” She pulled back with a smile before smacking his arm. “Why has it taken you so long to come see us again?” It had been a few months since they made a trip up.
“Ow.” Dean rubbed his arm and frowned. “Sorry, we were busy.”
“Uh-huh.” She stepped around Dean. “Hey, Cas.” She gave him an equally tight hug.
“Sarah.” Cas had grown to like Sarah as much as Dean had. The woman was a great match for Sam and didn’t take anyone’s crap.
“Are you guys hungry?” Sarah moved back toward the kitchen.
They left their bags in the living room and joined Sarah in the kitchen. She had made a big meal for them, complete with a fresh apple pie, which earned another hug and a kiss from Dean.
When everyone was done eating, they were sitting back and too full to move out of the kitchen. They all sat there talking until Sarah rubbed her stomach absently and tapped Sam’s arm.
“I’ll be right back.” She stood and walked off to use the bathroom.
Sam leaned on the table. “So, how is everything going at the bunker with Kevin?”
“Good. He’s probably busy writing college application essays.” Dean took a drink of his beer.
“What?”
“Kevin plans on going to college.” Cas answered as Dean continued to drink.
“Really? Well, that’s not too surprising considering his life before becoming a prophet. What did you guys tell him when he brought it up?”
Dean set his beer down. “That he had every right to try for it and that we were here to help if he needed it.”
Sam’s eyebrows shot up. “You said that?”
“Yeah.”
“You?”
“Yes, Sam. Why is that so hard to believe?”
“Because I was there the night I left for Stanford and you had a lot of different words for me that night.”
Dean clamped his mouth shut at the reminder. Back then he had shared their dad’s view of Sam’s leaving. He saw now that they had been wrong. It was silent a moment before Dean spoke. “We learn as we get older, Sam.”
Sam smiled. “Apparently.”
Sarah made her way back to the table as they talked. Faith watched her and started giggling. “Baby. Fairy likes Baby.”
Sarah put a hand on her stomach. “What?”
Dean looked at her and saw what Faith was talking about. Her fairy was hovering around Sarah’s stomach. He could see her smiling and doing flips around her. “Yeah, the fairy seems really happy around you.”
She looked down and frowned warily. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that.
“Don’t worry, she won’t hurt you. She seems to like you.” Dean himself was still wary about the fairy. Most of the time she hovered around Faith, sitting on her shoulder and moving her toys. Other times she seemed to cause some trouble for them, moving items and messing with some of the equipment in the bunker.
“Okay.” Sarah looked nervous as she sat down at the table again.
The sky was dark as Sam and Sarah turned in for the night. Dean and Cas played with Faith in the living room for about an hour before Dean realized they didn’t have any more beer. He decided to make a run to the liquor store in town.
Dean whistled softly as he browsed the empty store. He had a six-pack and a couple snacks in his hands as he walked up to the counter. When no one came out to help him, he rang the bell and called out. He was met with an eerie silence.
After putting his stuff on the counter, he walked around the counter and took out his gun. He continued calling for an employee as he made his way to the back. The employee door in the back was open slightly. Dean pushed it open slowly and saw the cashier lying on the floor in a pool of blood.
Dean checked behind him before moving into the room and closing the door behind him. He knelt down next to the young man and checked his wound. His throat was ripped open in a wide hole. Teeth marks were visible around the edges. It looked like a vamp but they usually didn’t leave that much blood behind. Lunar cycle wasn’t right for a werewolf.
He took his phone out and called Cas. A door leading out to the alley behind the building was open and Dean walked out, following the small blood droplets. Cas picked up when Dean heard something behind him.
“Hey, what’s up?” Cas thought maybe he was going to ask him if he wanted anything.
“Hang on a sec.” Dean looked behind him for what caused the noise. He didn’t see anything. Cas asked Dean what was wrong and he shushed him. He thought he saw movement. “I’m at the store and I found a body. Looks kinda like a vampire but I don’t know…” He stopped when another shuffle sounded down the alley.
“Dean, stay there. I’m coming.”
“No, just wait.” He held his gun up and moved down the alley along the wall and listened.
The rush was too fast and the gun shot was too slow as Dean was tackled powerfully into the hard ground. His phone slid out of his reach and Dean felt sharp teeth clamp down on his neck. He cried out in frustration and pain and tried to pull the vampire off him.
His body weakened and he was growing lightheaded. All he could do was grab the thing and punch and kick. Eventually, he was released and felt the vampire move off him. Cas was shouting through the phone and it was all Dean could do to crawl to it.
“Cas, vampire…” he pushed himself up and stumbled down the dark alley. He could hear the woman laughing and realized he was playing into her game. “I can’t…” his vision suddenly blurred and he tilted into the wall beside him. “Cas…” He dropped the phone and blacked out.
Sam woke to a panicked Cas shaking him and shouting about Dean. When he finally explained everything, Sam shot out of bed and told Sarah what happened and to keep an eye on Faith. They both raced to the liquor store hoping to not find a drained and dead Dean.
The Impala was still parked in front of the store when they pulled up. Cas immediately ran through the store and found Dean’s items on the counter and the dead clerk in the back. Sam followed behind. Cas followed the trail as Dean did and ended up in the alley where Dean’s phone was still sitting beside his gun. His blood was also smeared on the ground and walls of the small alley.
“They took him.” Sam didn’t know if that was a good or bad thing. It meant he was most likely alive, but in what condition?
Fear pounded in Cas’s chest as he took in the scene. Dean’s blood was everywhere and he had heard the attack over the phone. Anger came next. He picked up Dean’s gun, squeezing the handle tight. “Then we’ll find them and kill them all.”
Dean woke slowly and grunted as his head pounded heavily. He expected to be tied down but his weak state made that useless. A tall woman was standing at the foot of the grimy bed he was on. He recognized her as the vamp that tackled him. She was laughing.
“Don’t know what you’re smiling about. You just signed your death warrant.”
She laughed again. “That’s cute. I’m smiling because I got me a hot meal for the next week or so.” She moved around the side of the bed and leaned over him, long black hair tickling his face. “Some of the others wanted in on you, but I won’t let them have you. You’re mine.”
Dean rolled his eyes. “Now I feel special. You made a huge mistake taking me. You should have either left me alone or killed me. I’m not alone, and the others are a lot scarier than me.”
She laughed again and grabbed Dean’s hair tightly. “Bring ‘em on. I’m not alone either and I’m not scared.”
“You should be, bitch.” She growled and sank her teeth in again and Dean passed out.
They had returned to Sam’s house in both cars to try to figure out where the vampires had taken Dean. Cas was angry and worried, which set off Faith’s nerves. The angel was questioning everyone and only making Cas more nervous. They eventually put her in a separate room with some of her toys so they could work.
After some research, they found no suspicious deaths in the area. Cas was frustrated further and had to go outside as Sam filled in Sarah. While outside, Cas had a thought that sent him running back inside to find his daughter.
Faith was sitting on the floor with a frown and tears on her cheeks. Cas picked her up and wiped her tears away. “It’s okay, sweetie. I need your help to find Daddy.”
He joined a concerned Sam and Sarah in the living room with Faith. He sat her on his lap on the couch. “You don’t know where Daddy is, do you?” Faith shook her head. She couldn’t find him with the Enochian sigils Cas had burned into his ribs years ago. “Okay, can you find vampires, if there are any in the town?”
Faith considered before nodding slowly. Cas smiled. He stood with Faith in his arms. They needed to go outside, away from the binding they had put on the house. Sam followed with a map at Cas’s request.
“Are you sure she can do this?” Sam didn’t know if his small niece was capable of something so powerful. He hadn’t seen her back when she killed Crowley.
“Yes.” Cas knew from experience that angels could find supernatural beings if they tried and Faith was stronger than any angel he had seen. He looked at Faith. “I need you to concentrate, honey. You know what vampires look like, what they smell like, right?” Faith nodded. “Find them. Get a street or address.”
Faith nodded obediently before closing her eyes and reaching out with her grace. She ended up flying above the town and smelling for anything supernatural. Within a second, she spotted a warehouse with a strong smell of blood, old blood, and vampires. She glimpsed a street sign as she pulled back and landed in Cas’s arms.
“Did you find them?” Cas saw the blue glow fade from Faith’s eyes as she opened them. Faith nodded and pointed to the map of the town. “In a building, a house?”
“Big, empty house.”
“Like a warehouse?” Sam asked, knowing of one or two in that area. Faith nodded. “I think I know where she means.” He folded up the map and rushed back inside for the keys to the Impala.
Cas walked back to return Faith when she protested. “I wanna help Daddy!”
“You did, Faith. Now me and Uncle Sam are gonna bring him back.” She whined again but Cas carried her back inside. “You need to stay here and wait for us to come back. I promise to come back with Daddy.”
Faith frowned and tears welled up in her eyes again. Sarah picked her up and tried to comfort her as Cas went out to the car to wait for Sam.
Sam put a hand on Sarah’s shoulder. “We won’t be gone long.”
“I really don’t want you to go, Sam. You haven’t hunted in a long time and if something happens…”
“I’ll be fine. Cas will be backing me up. This won’t happen again. I just don’t feel safe with these things so close to home.” He leaned down and kissed her briefly. “I love you.”
“I love you too. Be careful.”
Sam ran a hand through Faith’s hair before going to the car and driving to the warehouse.
By the time they reached the building, Cas was ready to run in and kill all of them. Sam had to chase after him and pull him back from running inside.
“Cas, wait we need a plan.” Sam pulled him aside, feeling his muscles tight with anger.
“I have a plan.” He gritted the words out through his teeth.
“Which is what? Run in and slash at everything that moves?” Cas tightened his lips in frustration. “If we do that, they could grab Dean and run, or kill him. We need to go in quietly and hope we find Dean quickly and get out of there, okay?”
Cas knew Sam was right but his fear of losing Dean was making him want to ignore him and rush in. He nodded and tried to take a breath. It would’ve been smarter for them to come back during the day but Cas had been too worried about Dean to wait. He hoped he hadn’t made a mistake.
They waited outside the door until one of them came out. They stayed back until the vampire moved away, probably hunting for his dinner. Sam led the way through the door, which seemed to be the back door of the place. The hallway went straight and to the left. Sam went to the left while Cas continued straight.
Cas kept along the wall with his machete in hand. He listened and heard soft laughter and mumbling down the hall a ways. He came close to the first door and prayed Dean was there. When he opened the door and jumped inside, he found nothing but a broken bed and chair.
He passed a couple more doors and the voices got louder. He neared the last door before the hall turned. Cas turned the lock slowly and pushed the door with his foot. When no one came out of the room to investigate, Cas moved through the doorframe quickly.
Dean was lying on the small bed with a wide red bite on his neck. His head was off to the side like his limp legs and arms. He shut the door slowly before rushing over to Dean.
“Dean.” He put a hand on his forehead and set the machete down. Dean’s skin was cool and pale. “Dean.” He didn’t dare say it too loud and rouse the vamps.
His eyes fluttered open briefly. A hand reached up for Cas before falling back to the bed. “Cas?” His voice was a broken whisper.
“I’m here, Dean. Sam is too. We’re gonna get you out.” Cas cupped his face and kissed him quickly. “Can you sit up or walk?”
Dean could barely muster the strength to shake his head no. Cas cursed softly before pulling Dean up by his arms. The sound of the doorknob turning stopped him. He barely had time to lay Dean back, grab his machete, and hide behind the opening door.
Two vampires walked in, thankfully leaving the door open. They were talking about Dean as they moved closer. The woman was laughing and gloating about taking him down while the man didn’t seem impressed.
“He told you that others would be coming for him?” He sounded irritated.
“Everyone says that. I just think of it as delivery service.”
The man leaned over and sniffed Dean. “You’ve almost bled him dry already.”
“He has a smart mouth.”
The man sighed. “If you want him to last much longer, you need to back off for a while.” The woman put a hand on her hip and grunted out an agreement. As they turned to leave, the man stopped and sniffed the air. “I smell something. A human.”
Cas gripped his machete tight, almost wishing they would attack so he could kill them.
“What him?” She pointed to Dean.
“No, something else.” He got dangerously close to Cas and he was ready to strike when the woman pulled him away.
“There’re humans all over this block. I smell them all the time too. Come on.” She pulled him through the door, shutting it behind them.
Cas sighed in relief before hearing the lock turn from outside. Now he would have to pick the lock to get out unnoticed. He knelt down to do that before moving Dean. He put an arm around his shoulder and lifted Dean up to a standing position. He felt his knees giving out after a few steps of Dean hanging like dead weight. “Come on, Dean. Help me a little.” All Dean did was moan and drop his head. “Dammit.”
Cas opened the door and peeked out cautiously. The hall was clear. He dragged Dean out and moved down the hall at a nerve-rackingly slow pace. His arms and back were shaking from the weight and effort.
A noise coming around the corner made him stop. He had put the machete away so as not to stab Dean by accident and felt too open now. He was trying to set Dean down and get his weapon when Sam appeared around the corner. Cas sighed in relief as Sam ran up to help.
They both held Dean up by an arm and moved quickly out the back door. They felt too lucky when they reached the Impala without meeting a single vampire.
“I got him. Start the car.” Sam took Dean’s full weight to lay him in the back as Cas started the engine.
Once secured, they took off with screeching tires. They got to Sam’s house after what felt like an eternity to Cas. Both of them carried Dean to the porch and called for Sarah to bring Faith. Sarah arrived a few seconds later with the toddler.
Faith was already in tears. Cas took her from Sarah and crouched down to let her stand next to Dean. She quickly reached out and touched his forehead. His wound closed and his skin colored just before he gasped and sat up.
“Dean.” Cas wrapped his arms around his neck, not caring about the blood smearing over his arms from Dean’s wound.
“Hey.” He hugged back and looked down when small hands tangled in his shirt. Faith was looking up at him with teary eyes and a pout. “Come here.” He wrapped Faith up in one arm and hugged her close with Cas.
The three of them stayed wrapped together while Sam stood and moved over to Sarah. She hugged him. “Are you hurt?”
“No, they didn’t even know we were there.” He kissed her hair and looked back to Dean.
“So it’s over?” She didn’t think she could let Sam leave again.
“We can’t just leave them all there.” Cas leaned away from Dean and looked up at Sam. “We should go back and clean them out.”
“I agree.” Dean shifted Faith so she could sit on his lap.
Sarah looked between them sadly. “I figured you would say that.”
“We’ll wait until morning and get them while they sleep, or when we can use the sun as an advantage.” Sam and Cas nodded in agreement.
“Do you have to?” She was scared that they wouldn’t come back a second time.
“We can’t let them go so close to us.” Sam turned her to face him. “We wouldn’t be safe.” He put a hand on her stomach. Protecting Sarah and their child meant more to him than anything now. He either had to see them leave or die if he wanted to let Sarah leave the house alone again.
“It’s settled.” Dean pushed up with Faith in his arms. “At sunrise, we wipe ‘em out.”
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