Dies Irae Part Four
Title: Dies Irae (4/4)
Author: scyllaya
Rating: PG-13
Characters and/or Pairing: Dean/Gabriel, brief mention of Sam/OFC, Bobby, Rufus
Spoilers: Up to 6.11, goes AU from there.
Warnings: cursing, some mentions of violence, some brief mention of slash and het
Word Count: ~ 8 200
Summary: Sequel to Mala Fide. Despite how things seem Sam still can’t believe that Gabriel has no ill intentions, so he gets Dean to split up while he heads over to Bobby’s to figure out the truth.
Disclaimer: All names and characters in this story belong to CW/WB and Kripke. I’m making no profit whatsoever. It’s just for fun! Don’t sue me! =D
AN: This is the seventh story of my “ Numinous verse”. Un-betad, sorry for that. Ignore my mistakes please!
MASTERPOST
<<< Part Three
Part Four
Sam woke up really slowly; the pain in the back of his head was only a light throb and the first thing he noticed was that he couldn’t move his hand, when he felt something cold bite into his skin his eyes snapped open. The sun was going down, it was only a red line at the bottom of the horizon and Sam was handcuffed to some metal bar at a look-out point on the bank of the Devils Lake. Sam tugged at the cuffs one time, but it didn’t budge, nor did it look like it would.
‘Sorry about that’ Sam turned his head to look at his brother who was sitting in the grass right in front of him, but in a distance that Sam could definitely not reach him either with his arm, or leg. He gestured to the handcuffs that held Sam captive with a sympathetic look on his face. ‘I just really don’t want to fight you y’know.’
Sam held eye-contact for long moments as he managed to get his brain to clear out completely.
‘Dean… what… no’ he realized. ‘No… c’mon man… you can’t… you can’t possibly side with him!’ his voice rose as dread wrapped around him, because this just couldn’t be happening. ‘This is crazy! Dean! Let me go! We have to stop this!’ he pleaded.
‘There’s nothing to stop now, Sammy’ Dean answered, he still was rather calm even if he did look like the situation was not something he liked one bit. ‘You were out for quite a while so I’m already done with the last focus.’
Sam could feel as the blood rushed out of his face and he might’ve to sit down if he wasn’t already on the ground.
‘What?’ he asked and his voice broke on the one word. ‘What did you do?’ he asked.
‘Gabriel’s otherwise occupied so I had to open the last door myself instead of him’ was the answer Dean gave, then he ran his fingers through his short hair. ‘It really would’ve been better if you just stayed put for another day, we could’ve avoided all this family drama.’
‘Door?’ Sam asked instead.
‘Yeah, I mean I already saw all the research Bobby did, and the way he explained it today showed that he did an awesome research, like always. He really only missed some minor details… well and the actual meaning of it of course.’
Sam let those words sink in before he opened his mouth again.
‘How long did you know about all this?’ he asked finally. Dean looked at him for a moment.
‘Gabriel told me everything two days after the case in La Crosse’ the older Winchester brother replied.
‘So you knew… for weeks?’ Sam asked and his pulse was starting to rise as anger bubbled up from within him. ‘You knew he locked Bobby in… he locked me in?!’ he demanded.
‘I knew’ Dean answered.
‘How could you do this?’ Sam asked. ‘I mean what the hell, Dean?’
‘He didn’t hurt either of you’ Dean said.
‘Oh right! I’m sorry, it’s totally ok then!’ Sam snapped. ‘Dean! Do you see what you’re doing here? How can you--’
‘I’m tired of arguing and explaining myself, Sam. Everything is already done and over with. It’s something that needed to be done.’ And he said those words with such conviction that it downright scared Sam.
‘And what about all the people who died for all this, huh?’ Sam asked. ‘The victims in the towns? You really just gonna let Gabriel get away with it? They are what? Collateral?’
‘Gabriel didn’t kill those people’ Dean told him.
‘But he let it happen, right?’ Sam said, because it had to be the truth. ‘You won’t convince me he’s innocent.’
‘I’m not trying to convince you of anything’ Dean told him. ‘And trust me, I know that not every part of this was squeaky clean’ he huffed out something that sounded like a laugh to Sam’s ear. ‘Not by a long shot.’
‘But you still went through with it’ Sam concluded.
‘I still did’ Dean answered.
‘Why?’ it was the one question that he had to ask, but wasn’t sure he would get an answer to. Dean looked away to the horizon as the last traces of sunlight disappeared, the sky darkening and light giving room away to darkness.
‘I told you I’m tired of explaining myself’ was all Dean said.
Sam’s next words died on his lips as it seemed like the grass caught fire behind Dean. Blue flames erupted out of thin air, first light-blue like a Bunsen burner, but getting darker and darker. Dean just looked over his shoulder and didn’t seem concerned by the large fire behind him and even the Impala.
Dean stood up, when the flames divided and a tall man in a dark coat walked through them.
‘Hello, Dean’ the dark man greeted and Sam just stared at his brother with wide eyes.
‘Well, here’s my ride’ Dean said as he reached into his jacket’s pocket. A second later he tossed a phone at Sam. Sam’s cell, the one Gabriel took away.
‘Call Bobby, he’ll pick you up, he’s already on his way here’ Dean said as he turned around to walk towards the dark man standing in the flames.
‘Dean!’ Sam shouted after him, but the older Winchester didn’t turn back. ‘Dean!’ Sam shouted again, trying to pull on the handcuffs without any success, it just bit into his skin painfully. ‘No! Dean, stop! Don’t do this!’ but no word seemed to make him stop and Sam just watched as the dark man turned around to walk back into the flames and Dean followed him without hesitation.
Sam shouted after him tugging at the cold handcuffs until the flames disappeared. The dark man was gone, along with Dean and even the Impala. The lakeside was once again dark, quiet and cold and Sam just stared where his brother walked out of this world leaving him there, alone.
End of Story Seven
Story Eight: Non timebo mala >>>
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Don't forget to tell me what you think of this part of the verse. I love when you talk to me =)
!!!Extra!!! Here is a US map with what Bobby drew up for Dean: CLICK
Follow me on Twitter: @Scyllaya
Author: scyllaya
Rating: PG-13
Characters and/or Pairing: Dean/Gabriel, brief mention of Sam/OFC, Bobby, Rufus
Spoilers: Up to 6.11, goes AU from there.
Warnings: cursing, some mentions of violence, some brief mention of slash and het
Word Count: ~ 8 200
Summary: Sequel to Mala Fide. Despite how things seem Sam still can’t believe that Gabriel has no ill intentions, so he gets Dean to split up while he heads over to Bobby’s to figure out the truth.
Disclaimer: All names and characters in this story belong to CW/WB and Kripke. I’m making no profit whatsoever. It’s just for fun! Don’t sue me! =D
AN: This is the seventh story of my “ Numinous verse”. Un-betad, sorry for that. Ignore my mistakes please!
MASTERPOST
<<< Part Three
Part Four
Sam woke up really slowly; the pain in the back of his head was only a light throb and the first thing he noticed was that he couldn’t move his hand, when he felt something cold bite into his skin his eyes snapped open. The sun was going down, it was only a red line at the bottom of the horizon and Sam was handcuffed to some metal bar at a look-out point on the bank of the Devils Lake. Sam tugged at the cuffs one time, but it didn’t budge, nor did it look like it would.
‘Sorry about that’ Sam turned his head to look at his brother who was sitting in the grass right in front of him, but in a distance that Sam could definitely not reach him either with his arm, or leg. He gestured to the handcuffs that held Sam captive with a sympathetic look on his face. ‘I just really don’t want to fight you y’know.’
Sam held eye-contact for long moments as he managed to get his brain to clear out completely.
‘Dean… what… no’ he realized. ‘No… c’mon man… you can’t… you can’t possibly side with him!’ his voice rose as dread wrapped around him, because this just couldn’t be happening. ‘This is crazy! Dean! Let me go! We have to stop this!’ he pleaded.
‘There’s nothing to stop now, Sammy’ Dean answered, he still was rather calm even if he did look like the situation was not something he liked one bit. ‘You were out for quite a while so I’m already done with the last focus.’
Sam could feel as the blood rushed out of his face and he might’ve to sit down if he wasn’t already on the ground.
‘What?’ he asked and his voice broke on the one word. ‘What did you do?’ he asked.
‘Gabriel’s otherwise occupied so I had to open the last door myself instead of him’ was the answer Dean gave, then he ran his fingers through his short hair. ‘It really would’ve been better if you just stayed put for another day, we could’ve avoided all this family drama.’
‘Door?’ Sam asked instead.
‘Yeah, I mean I already saw all the research Bobby did, and the way he explained it today showed that he did an awesome research, like always. He really only missed some minor details… well and the actual meaning of it of course.’
Sam let those words sink in before he opened his mouth again.
‘How long did you know about all this?’ he asked finally. Dean looked at him for a moment.
‘Gabriel told me everything two days after the case in La Crosse’ the older Winchester brother replied.
‘So you knew… for weeks?’ Sam asked and his pulse was starting to rise as anger bubbled up from within him. ‘You knew he locked Bobby in… he locked me in?!’ he demanded.
‘I knew’ Dean answered.
‘How could you do this?’ Sam asked. ‘I mean what the hell, Dean?’
‘He didn’t hurt either of you’ Dean said.
‘Oh right! I’m sorry, it’s totally ok then!’ Sam snapped. ‘Dean! Do you see what you’re doing here? How can you--’
‘I’m tired of arguing and explaining myself, Sam. Everything is already done and over with. It’s something that needed to be done.’ And he said those words with such conviction that it downright scared Sam.
‘And what about all the people who died for all this, huh?’ Sam asked. ‘The victims in the towns? You really just gonna let Gabriel get away with it? They are what? Collateral?’
‘Gabriel didn’t kill those people’ Dean told him.
‘But he let it happen, right?’ Sam said, because it had to be the truth. ‘You won’t convince me he’s innocent.’
‘I’m not trying to convince you of anything’ Dean told him. ‘And trust me, I know that not every part of this was squeaky clean’ he huffed out something that sounded like a laugh to Sam’s ear. ‘Not by a long shot.’
‘But you still went through with it’ Sam concluded.
‘I still did’ Dean answered.
‘Why?’ it was the one question that he had to ask, but wasn’t sure he would get an answer to. Dean looked away to the horizon as the last traces of sunlight disappeared, the sky darkening and light giving room away to darkness.
‘I told you I’m tired of explaining myself’ was all Dean said.
Sam’s next words died on his lips as it seemed like the grass caught fire behind Dean. Blue flames erupted out of thin air, first light-blue like a Bunsen burner, but getting darker and darker. Dean just looked over his shoulder and didn’t seem concerned by the large fire behind him and even the Impala.
Dean stood up, when the flames divided and a tall man in a dark coat walked through them.
‘Hello, Dean’ the dark man greeted and Sam just stared at his brother with wide eyes.
‘Well, here’s my ride’ Dean said as he reached into his jacket’s pocket. A second later he tossed a phone at Sam. Sam’s cell, the one Gabriel took away.
‘Call Bobby, he’ll pick you up, he’s already on his way here’ Dean said as he turned around to walk towards the dark man standing in the flames.
‘Dean!’ Sam shouted after him, but the older Winchester didn’t turn back. ‘Dean!’ Sam shouted again, trying to pull on the handcuffs without any success, it just bit into his skin painfully. ‘No! Dean, stop! Don’t do this!’ but no word seemed to make him stop and Sam just watched as the dark man turned around to walk back into the flames and Dean followed him without hesitation.
Sam shouted after him tugging at the cold handcuffs until the flames disappeared. The dark man was gone, along with Dean and even the Impala. The lakeside was once again dark, quiet and cold and Sam just stared where his brother walked out of this world leaving him there, alone.
End of Story Seven
Story Eight: Non timebo mala >>>
__________________________________________________________
Don't forget to tell me what you think of this part of the verse. I love when you talk to me =)
!!!Extra!!! Here is a US map with what Bobby drew up for Dean: CLICK
Follow me on Twitter: @Scyllaya