The Sound Of Silence Ch 4/?
Title: The Sound Of Silence
Characters: Dean/OFC, Sam/OFC, Alec, Ben, Dark Angel Crossover
Spoilers: None
Summary: Five months have past since the Winchesters took down Manticore. As Ben and Alec settle into a normal life they think their past is behind them. You can never run from your past.
This is a sequel to Horseshoes and Hand Grenades which you can read here. Or on AO3
Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three
Chapter 4
*~Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel or Supernatural characters. For this fic I changed the DA time line. The pulse has already hit and Ben and Alec are out of Manticore in 2009. The characters of Lexi, Jake and Jackie are from a Supernatural AU Verse 'The Ties That Bind' that I write. Even though the original characters are from an AU Verse, reading the AU Verse is not necessary. This is a sequel to Horseshoes and Hand Grenades. I hope you like it. Reviews would be great.~* I did not have a beta for this fic. All mistakes are mine.
Dean hugged his three boys in turn pressing kisses into their blonde hair before whispering to them. To Ben and Alec, he said the same thing, 'Watch out for your little brother and sister.' To Jake he whispered, 'Be good for your mom. I'll be home before ya know it and I'll teach ya how to play t-ball.' He then turned to his girls with a gentle smile. He took Stella from Lexi and held her close to his chest. Dean closed his eyes then kissed the top of her head, the smell of her baby shampoo still clinging to her hair. He didn't want to leave them, especially his little girl. He handed her back to Lexi reluctantly after saying quietly, 'Daddy loves you so much Stella. I'll be back soon. I promise.'
Dean pressed a soft kiss to Lexi's lips then picked up his bag, “I'll see you in a week or so. I'll call you when we get settled.”
“Ok, Dean be careful.”
Dean looked at her with a small smirk on his face before leaning in to kiss her again. “I'm always careful baby, you know that.” He said with his deep drawl.
Lexi hugged herself as she watched the Impala pull away until it was just a black dot in the distance. She had this knot in her stomach that was telling her something bad was about to happen. When she told Dean this morning she had a bad feeling about this hunt he brushed it off. He said it was just her worrying since it had been a while since they've faced something this big. She had agreed with him at the time but now she isn't so sure.
It's like she has a pit in the bottom of her stomach made of lead. It's just sitting there making her stomach turn and tighten. Lexi takes a deep breath trying to shake the feeling off but it's still there. She tells herself she's being silly, it's not like she had a vision or anything. She's probably anxious because it's been quiet some time since they were involved in a case this big. Yeah, that's all it is. Dean will be fine, he always finds away. There's nothing to be worried about.
Ben watched his Mom from the doorway as Dad and Uncle Sammy left for the hunt. He knew his Dad wanted him and Alec to keep an eye on their younger siblings but it was more than making sure they were safe. It was also about keeping morale up. And he was going to do just that.
“Hey, Mom?”
Lexi turned to see Ben standing in the doorway with his eyebrow cocked. The look of concern on his face reminded her so much of Dean it was eerie. But of course, he looked just like Dean he was his clone after all. She gave him a small smile as she answered him. “Yeah Benny?”
“Can we make cookies? I think we have everything we need if we can spare the ingredients. And I thought it would make Jake forget dad left.”
“Sure, sweetie we can make cookies. What kind do you wanna make?”
Ben smiled up at her, his whole face lighting up. “Sugar cookies and then we can decorate them.”
“Okay, I'll be inside in a minute.”
With his mission accomplished, Ben went back inside the house. Asking his Mom to make cookies with him will serve as a good distraction for Jake. There was no way his little brother was going to give up Mom's sugar cookies.
Alec shut off the television and joined Ben by the window. He nudged his brother to get his attention then whispered, “I'm going to go keep watch. Take this.” Ben looked down at the walkie talkie in his hand and nodded. “Keep Mom busy, okay?”
“Already got that covered, Alec.”
“Knew you had it in you big brother.” Alec stated with a smack to Ben's shoulder and a smirk.
After only forty five minutes on the road Dean started to get antsy. He wanted out of the car and he wanted out now. Dean flexed his hands on the steering wheel trying to clear his mind. He had this feeling deep in his bones that this hunt was going to go badly. Maybe it was because the case involved witches or maybe it was because he was still worried about Manticore. Whatever it was, he just knew this was going to go side ways.
Sam looked over at his brother with concern. He could tell by the set of Dean's shoulders that he was worked up about something. Sam also knew that his older brother would not tell him willingly. Sam reached over to turn on the radio saying, “How about some tunes?”
Dean glanced at Sam shrugging. He knew damn well what his brother was doing and it wasn't going to work. “I'm not telling you shit. So stop trying to get me to share and care.”
“Dean...”
“Sam...” Dean said mocking Sam's tone.
Sam clenched his jaw before blurting out, “Why do you have to be so stubborn?”
“Kettle black man.”
“I get it Dean.”
“No Sammy you don't.”
“Why cuz me and Jackie don't have kids?”
“That's part of it.”
“That's bullshit and you know it.” Sam snapped.
Dean turned his gaze towards his brother and raised his eyebrows. “Ya know Sammy,” he said. “You don't understand cuz you're not responsible for other people's lives like I am. It's my responsibility to keep my wife and kids safe. It's my responsibility to keep you and Jackie safe. So once you take on that burden then you can tell me you understand. Until then I'm the one steering this ship.”
Sam huffed before stating harshly, “I'm a grown man, Dean. I don't need you to watch out for me.”
“Doesn't matter Sammy. You're my little brother and it's my job to keep you safe.”
“Dean, I love you man but you gotta let me grow up. I'm not some little kid anymore. I'm married. It's time that you let me shoulder some of the responsibility.”
Dean turned to Sam, his gaze thoughtful before he sighed. “You're right. It's just...I can't help it. I'm always gonna see you as my little brother.”
Salem, Massachusetts
Once they got into town, they checked into a motel and dropped their bags in the room. After that, it was straight to the hall of records to dig into the town's history. Bobby and Sam had a theory as to why the witches seemed to be gathering in the outskirts of Salem. They figured the Grand Rite had to be done on special ground. Not, holy ground mind you but the opposite. Like where blood was spilled and a lot of it.
Dean wandered over to the other side of the room where there was a large framed map on the wall. He stared at it tilting his head. The map was old. Probably dating back to colonial times. He raised his eyebrows calling out, “Hey, guys, come get a load of this.”
“What is it?”
Dean gestured to the wall then turned to look at Bobby and Sam. “Aren't most of the disappearances happening along Forest River?”
“Yeah, so?”
“Look at the map. There was nothing by the river back during the witch trials. It would've been outside of city limits too...just a wooded area, not too many settlers, nice and private.”
“That would've been the perfect place for practicing black magic.”
Dean looked at Sam his eyebrow raised, “Ya think?”
“Well boys,” Bobby stated as he gazed at the map, “I think we found where they'll be performing the ritual.”
They went back to the motel, Sam immediately going into research mode while Bobby began calling his contacts. Dean took the time to do some research of his own but it wasn't for the current case. He was looking for anything that might be related to Manticore. He had this feeling that he couldn't shake. It was too easy. They were still out there and he was going to find them. He began by searching through articles about the destruction of the supposed veteran's hospital. After that, he searched for articles that featured strange and unusual feats of strength. He didn't find any of the red flags he was looking for. Dean closed the laptop with a sigh and rubbed his eyes.
“You ok, Dean?” Sam asked from across the room.
“Yeah, I'm just...”
“Still looking for something on Manticore.”
“How'd you know?”
“What don't I know about you Dean.”
“You checked my search history, didn't you?”
“Yup.” Sam scrubbed a hand through his hair before getting up to join his brother at the kitchenette. He stared at Dean with puppy eyes while stating, “You gotta stop man. You need to focus on THIS case and I promise Dean, when we get home I'll help you with Manticore.”
“Fine.”
Winchester, CT
It's been three days since Dad and Uncle Sammy left for Massachusetts. Mom is worried even if she tries to hide it. Aunt Jackie is too but she's better at concealing her emotions than Mom is. Right now, Alec is sitting on a branch letting his legs dangle. He likes it up here in the old oak tree. Not only is it a great vantage point but it's quiet. When he needs to get away from the noise of his family this is where he goes. Dad promised this spring they would build a proper tree house with a rope ladder and Alec can't wait. At the moment though he's taken up this spot to keep watch. He has his walkie talkie on his lap, Ben has the other one just in case. Alec figures if his Dad is convinced that Manticore is still a threat then him and Ben need to be on guard. The boys made sure they were prepared. Ben came up with a contingency plan and Alec knows the location of every weapon and piece of ammo. He's also hidden a few weapons strategically around the house.
While Alec was outside keeping watch, Lexi and Jackie were in the living room going through old lore books they had found in the basement. The two were searching for any mention of a grand rite and hopefully a way to stop it. Jackie tossed one of the books towards Lexi as she reached for another on the pile. “Hey, this one's in Greek. You can read Greek, right?”
“Yeah.” Lexi picked the book up and then placed it on to the stack in front of her before smiling.
“Why are you smiling like that?” Jackie questioned her wearily.
“I just got an idea...”
“Oh God, what is it? Let me guess. It's one of your crazy ass plans that make Dean batshit crazy. Am I right?”
“No! It's not crazy at all. Just listen, ok? Witches get their powers from the demon they serve. So what if we can find out what demon these Grand Rite witches are serving and we kill the demon? No demon, no power. No power, no grand rite.”
“Yeah but how are we supposed to find out what demon they serve?”
“I think I have a way to do that...”
“Oh of course you do and you think Sam and Dean will be able to find that demon.”
“Um, yeah. You wanna know why Jackie? Because everyone underestimates our husbands. Hell, when I was a demon, I didn't underestimate Dean. I knew he wouldn't kill me but I knew he'd find a way to turn me back. And he did. Never underestimate Dean or Sam Winchester. Hell, they should never underestimate me and you either.”
“Damn right.” Jackie said with a smirk. “After all, we are the only two women to survive being with a Winchester.”
Characters: Dean/OFC, Sam/OFC, Alec, Ben, Dark Angel Crossover
Spoilers: None
Summary: Five months have past since the Winchesters took down Manticore. As Ben and Alec settle into a normal life they think their past is behind them. You can never run from your past.
This is a sequel to Horseshoes and Hand Grenades which you can read here. Or on AO3
Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three
Chapter 4
*~Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel or Supernatural characters. For this fic I changed the DA time line. The pulse has already hit and Ben and Alec are out of Manticore in 2009. The characters of Lexi, Jake and Jackie are from a Supernatural AU Verse 'The Ties That Bind' that I write. Even though the original characters are from an AU Verse, reading the AU Verse is not necessary. This is a sequel to Horseshoes and Hand Grenades. I hope you like it. Reviews would be great.~* I did not have a beta for this fic. All mistakes are mine.
Dean hugged his three boys in turn pressing kisses into their blonde hair before whispering to them. To Ben and Alec, he said the same thing, 'Watch out for your little brother and sister.' To Jake he whispered, 'Be good for your mom. I'll be home before ya know it and I'll teach ya how to play t-ball.' He then turned to his girls with a gentle smile. He took Stella from Lexi and held her close to his chest. Dean closed his eyes then kissed the top of her head, the smell of her baby shampoo still clinging to her hair. He didn't want to leave them, especially his little girl. He handed her back to Lexi reluctantly after saying quietly, 'Daddy loves you so much Stella. I'll be back soon. I promise.'
Dean pressed a soft kiss to Lexi's lips then picked up his bag, “I'll see you in a week or so. I'll call you when we get settled.”
“Ok, Dean be careful.”
Dean looked at her with a small smirk on his face before leaning in to kiss her again. “I'm always careful baby, you know that.” He said with his deep drawl.
Lexi hugged herself as she watched the Impala pull away until it was just a black dot in the distance. She had this knot in her stomach that was telling her something bad was about to happen. When she told Dean this morning she had a bad feeling about this hunt he brushed it off. He said it was just her worrying since it had been a while since they've faced something this big. She had agreed with him at the time but now she isn't so sure.
It's like she has a pit in the bottom of her stomach made of lead. It's just sitting there making her stomach turn and tighten. Lexi takes a deep breath trying to shake the feeling off but it's still there. She tells herself she's being silly, it's not like she had a vision or anything. She's probably anxious because it's been quiet some time since they were involved in a case this big. Yeah, that's all it is. Dean will be fine, he always finds away. There's nothing to be worried about.
Ben watched his Mom from the doorway as Dad and Uncle Sammy left for the hunt. He knew his Dad wanted him and Alec to keep an eye on their younger siblings but it was more than making sure they were safe. It was also about keeping morale up. And he was going to do just that.
“Hey, Mom?”
Lexi turned to see Ben standing in the doorway with his eyebrow cocked. The look of concern on his face reminded her so much of Dean it was eerie. But of course, he looked just like Dean he was his clone after all. She gave him a small smile as she answered him. “Yeah Benny?”
“Can we make cookies? I think we have everything we need if we can spare the ingredients. And I thought it would make Jake forget dad left.”
“Sure, sweetie we can make cookies. What kind do you wanna make?”
Ben smiled up at her, his whole face lighting up. “Sugar cookies and then we can decorate them.”
“Okay, I'll be inside in a minute.”
With his mission accomplished, Ben went back inside the house. Asking his Mom to make cookies with him will serve as a good distraction for Jake. There was no way his little brother was going to give up Mom's sugar cookies.
Alec shut off the television and joined Ben by the window. He nudged his brother to get his attention then whispered, “I'm going to go keep watch. Take this.” Ben looked down at the walkie talkie in his hand and nodded. “Keep Mom busy, okay?”
“Already got that covered, Alec.”
“Knew you had it in you big brother.” Alec stated with a smack to Ben's shoulder and a smirk.
After only forty five minutes on the road Dean started to get antsy. He wanted out of the car and he wanted out now. Dean flexed his hands on the steering wheel trying to clear his mind. He had this feeling deep in his bones that this hunt was going to go badly. Maybe it was because the case involved witches or maybe it was because he was still worried about Manticore. Whatever it was, he just knew this was going to go side ways.
Sam looked over at his brother with concern. He could tell by the set of Dean's shoulders that he was worked up about something. Sam also knew that his older brother would not tell him willingly. Sam reached over to turn on the radio saying, “How about some tunes?”
Dean glanced at Sam shrugging. He knew damn well what his brother was doing and it wasn't going to work. “I'm not telling you shit. So stop trying to get me to share and care.”
“Dean...”
“Sam...” Dean said mocking Sam's tone.
Sam clenched his jaw before blurting out, “Why do you have to be so stubborn?”
“Kettle black man.”
“I get it Dean.”
“No Sammy you don't.”
“Why cuz me and Jackie don't have kids?”
“That's part of it.”
“That's bullshit and you know it.” Sam snapped.
Dean turned his gaze towards his brother and raised his eyebrows. “Ya know Sammy,” he said. “You don't understand cuz you're not responsible for other people's lives like I am. It's my responsibility to keep my wife and kids safe. It's my responsibility to keep you and Jackie safe. So once you take on that burden then you can tell me you understand. Until then I'm the one steering this ship.”
Sam huffed before stating harshly, “I'm a grown man, Dean. I don't need you to watch out for me.”
“Doesn't matter Sammy. You're my little brother and it's my job to keep you safe.”
“Dean, I love you man but you gotta let me grow up. I'm not some little kid anymore. I'm married. It's time that you let me shoulder some of the responsibility.”
Dean turned to Sam, his gaze thoughtful before he sighed. “You're right. It's just...I can't help it. I'm always gonna see you as my little brother.”
Salem, Massachusetts
Once they got into town, they checked into a motel and dropped their bags in the room. After that, it was straight to the hall of records to dig into the town's history. Bobby and Sam had a theory as to why the witches seemed to be gathering in the outskirts of Salem. They figured the Grand Rite had to be done on special ground. Not, holy ground mind you but the opposite. Like where blood was spilled and a lot of it.
Dean wandered over to the other side of the room where there was a large framed map on the wall. He stared at it tilting his head. The map was old. Probably dating back to colonial times. He raised his eyebrows calling out, “Hey, guys, come get a load of this.”
“What is it?”
Dean gestured to the wall then turned to look at Bobby and Sam. “Aren't most of the disappearances happening along Forest River?”
“Yeah, so?”
“Look at the map. There was nothing by the river back during the witch trials. It would've been outside of city limits too...just a wooded area, not too many settlers, nice and private.”
“That would've been the perfect place for practicing black magic.”
Dean looked at Sam his eyebrow raised, “Ya think?”
“Well boys,” Bobby stated as he gazed at the map, “I think we found where they'll be performing the ritual.”
They went back to the motel, Sam immediately going into research mode while Bobby began calling his contacts. Dean took the time to do some research of his own but it wasn't for the current case. He was looking for anything that might be related to Manticore. He had this feeling that he couldn't shake. It was too easy. They were still out there and he was going to find them. He began by searching through articles about the destruction of the supposed veteran's hospital. After that, he searched for articles that featured strange and unusual feats of strength. He didn't find any of the red flags he was looking for. Dean closed the laptop with a sigh and rubbed his eyes.
“You ok, Dean?” Sam asked from across the room.
“Yeah, I'm just...”
“Still looking for something on Manticore.”
“How'd you know?”
“What don't I know about you Dean.”
“You checked my search history, didn't you?”
“Yup.” Sam scrubbed a hand through his hair before getting up to join his brother at the kitchenette. He stared at Dean with puppy eyes while stating, “You gotta stop man. You need to focus on THIS case and I promise Dean, when we get home I'll help you with Manticore.”
“Fine.”
Winchester, CT
It's been three days since Dad and Uncle Sammy left for Massachusetts. Mom is worried even if she tries to hide it. Aunt Jackie is too but she's better at concealing her emotions than Mom is. Right now, Alec is sitting on a branch letting his legs dangle. He likes it up here in the old oak tree. Not only is it a great vantage point but it's quiet. When he needs to get away from the noise of his family this is where he goes. Dad promised this spring they would build a proper tree house with a rope ladder and Alec can't wait. At the moment though he's taken up this spot to keep watch. He has his walkie talkie on his lap, Ben has the other one just in case. Alec figures if his Dad is convinced that Manticore is still a threat then him and Ben need to be on guard. The boys made sure they were prepared. Ben came up with a contingency plan and Alec knows the location of every weapon and piece of ammo. He's also hidden a few weapons strategically around the house.
While Alec was outside keeping watch, Lexi and Jackie were in the living room going through old lore books they had found in the basement. The two were searching for any mention of a grand rite and hopefully a way to stop it. Jackie tossed one of the books towards Lexi as she reached for another on the pile. “Hey, this one's in Greek. You can read Greek, right?”
“Yeah.” Lexi picked the book up and then placed it on to the stack in front of her before smiling.
“Why are you smiling like that?” Jackie questioned her wearily.
“I just got an idea...”
“Oh God, what is it? Let me guess. It's one of your crazy ass plans that make Dean batshit crazy. Am I right?”
“No! It's not crazy at all. Just listen, ok? Witches get their powers from the demon they serve. So what if we can find out what demon these Grand Rite witches are serving and we kill the demon? No demon, no power. No power, no grand rite.”
“Yeah but how are we supposed to find out what demon they serve?”
“I think I have a way to do that...”
“Oh of course you do and you think Sam and Dean will be able to find that demon.”
“Um, yeah. You wanna know why Jackie? Because everyone underestimates our husbands. Hell, when I was a demon, I didn't underestimate Dean. I knew he wouldn't kill me but I knew he'd find a way to turn me back. And he did. Never underestimate Dean or Sam Winchester. Hell, they should never underestimate me and you either.”
“Damn right.” Jackie said with a smirk. “After all, we are the only two women to survive being with a Winchester.”