The Sound Of Silence Ch 5/?
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 Four
Chapter 5
*~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's whole life changed in a flash of blue light. He was running through the woods giving chase to a witch, next thing he knew his world was upside down. He was closing in on her, hand reaching out to grab the back of her robe and then a bright blue light. He was rendered blind. When he recovered he found himself on the forest floor staring up at his brother's concerned face. Dean watched Sam's lips move but he couldn't hear the words they were forming. He shook his head and opened his mouth to speak. He heard his words in his head, 'Sammy, what did you say?' When Sam didn't respond Dean quickly realized no sound had come from his mouth. That's when the terror set in. He sat up quickly only to have Sam push him back down.
“Whoa, Dean, take it easy. You took a pretty hard fall.”
Sam studied his brother's face taking note of his silence and the fear in his eyes. He knew in that instance that something was wrong. “Dean, can you hear me?” Sam questioned his brother as he snapped his fingers to get his attention.“C'mon Dean, talk to me.”
There was no response. Sam took a deep breath, remembering the flash of light before he found Dean on the ground. His eyes widened, fear and panic setting in. “BOBBY! BOBBY, I NEED SOME HELP!”
“What's going on Sam? Dean ok?”
“No, he's not. I don't think he can hear or speak.”
“What?”
“He's not answering me.”
“Dean, you ok, boy?” Bobby questioned as he knelt next to him. When he didn't get a response, Bobby glanced up at Sam, his brow creased. “That flash light we saw must've been a spell of some kind.”
“You think he was cursed by that witch?”
“That's exactly what I think.” Bobby grabbed Dean's hand helping him to his feet. “C'mon Sam, let's get him back to the motel.”
“We have to break this spell, Bobby.”
“No shit Sherlock. You think I was gonna suggest we leave him like this?”
At the exact same moment Dean was hit with the flash of blue light, Lexi gasped suddenly breaking the silence of the room her and Jackie were in. Jackie peered at her sister in law over the top of her book and did not like what she saw. Lexi's eyes were wide and unfocused which immediately concerned Jackie. “Lexi,” she called, “you ok?”
“No.” She whispered as she stood up. “Something happened to Dean. I need to call Dean.”
Bobby and Sam were getting Dean into the Impala when they heard his phone ringing. They stared at each other and then at Dean before Sam fished the phone out of his brother's pocket. He looked at the screen swallowing hard. “It's Lexi. Do you think she knows what just happened?”
“Good chance, she is psychic.”
“She's gonna freak...”
“Course she's gonna freak but that don't mean you dodge her call.” Bobby stated with a roll of his eyes.
Sam took a deep breath to steady his voice before he answered. “Hey, Lexi...”
“What happened to Dean?”
“Dean's fine.”
“Don't lie to me. I KNOW something happened.”
“He's gonna be alright.”
“SAM TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HUSBAND.”
Sam took a deep breath, counted to ten and said as calmly as he could, “One of the witches got away and then there was this blue light. I think she hexed him.”
“Hexed...what kinda hex, Sam?”
“Yeah...he um it doesn't appear that Dean can hear or speak.”
There was silence on the other end of the phone as Lexi processed the information. She bit down on her bottom lip in an attempt to keep her emotions in check. Of course, it didn't work. This was Dean they were talking about and someone had hurt him. If she still had her powers they would be picking up pieces of the witch in question for years. Luckily for the witch her powers were bound. Although, that didn't mean she wasn't going to hunt her down and kill her. “I'm on my way. I'm gonna kill this witch myself!”
“LEXI, NO! You stay put. You gotta stay with the kids. Me and Bobby are gonna bring him home and then we're gonna come back here and take care of her.”
“Sam...” Lexi hissed, her voice taking on a dangerous tone.
“Lex, you know Dean wouldn't want you coming up here and putting yourself in harms way. Besides, he needs you to help him right now. And you can do that by looking for a way to remove the curse.”
Silence again. Sam closed his eyes praying that for once Lexi would be rational when it came to his older brother. History has taught Sam that neither one of them was ever rational when it came to the others well being. He just hoped that by playing the 'kids' card and the 'Dean needs you to take care of him' card would be enough to make her back down and stay put.
“Ok.” She sighed, “You're right. I...”
“It's ok Lexi. We're gonna fix this.” Sam stated gently before adding, “We'll be back around midnight.”
Lexi sat both Ben and Alec down to explain what had happened to Dean. She knelt in front of the boys as she took a deep breath to steady herself. “Something happened to your dad on this hunt. Now, I don't want you boys to worry but you can't tell Jake what I'm about to tell you. He's too little to understand and it'll just scare him. He doesn't know what we do so you have to promise me you won't tell him.”
“We won't.” they stated simultaneously.
“Ok then. Your dad was cursed by one of the witches they were hunting.”
“Is he gonna be ok?” Ben asked with wide eyes.
“Yes as soon as we break the curse but right now your dad can't speak or hear. We're gonna tell Jake he had an accident.”
Alec nodded then asked, “How long will it take to fix dad?”
“I dunno sweetie. Hopefully it'll only be a few days.”
Alec looked at her, his green eyes wide with fear, “What if it's not?”
“It's just a curse and curses can be removed.” She stated firmly but it was more for herself than for her boys. “Me and your Uncle Sammy will find a way, we always do.”
“Me and Alec know sign language. We can teach dad.” Ben said hopefully.
Lexi smiled and nodded. “I know a few words and the alphabet. I think that would be good if you teach him that. It'll make your dad feel a lot better if he can communicate with us.”
*~*~*
Dean walked into the motel room he was sharing with Sam and immediately began throwing his things into his duffel. He didn't have to hear his younger brother to know he had just huffed and was now wearing his infamous bitch face. He could feel it burning holes into his back. He didn't understand what Sammy wanted from him. Obviously he couldn't share and care at the moment since that bitch took his hearing and voice. Dean swore he was gonna rip her throat out the first chance he got.
This was one of the many reasons why he hated witches. They didn't play fair with their spells and hexes. Of course, they were always killing poor innocent animals like rabbits and spewing bodily fluids everywhere. It just wasn't sanitary. At least one good thing came out of this hunt, they did stop the Grand Rite.
Dean zipped up his bag, his eyes sweeping across the room to make sure he got everything. It occurred to him that there could be a hex bag hidden in the room. If they found one all they would have to do is burn it to lift the spell. Dean turned to Sam with raised eyebrows and gestured. Sam tilted his head clearly not understanding what he was trying to tell him. Dean huffed grabbing the note pad and pen on the nightstand. He then wrote the words, 'Hex bag' before showing the pad to his younger brother. Sam nodded then pointed to himself then to the bathroom. Dean nodded his understanding then headed towards the kitchenette to begin his search. They searched the room methodically; emptying every drawer and cabinet, taking apart the two queen beds, only to come up empty handed. Dean turned to Sam, his eyes filled with defeat. He dropped his gaze to the floor not wanting Sam to see how much he wanted a simple solution. Sam clamped his hand on his older brother's shoulder saying, “It's ok, man. We'll find a way to fix this. We always find a way Dean.”
Sam wasn't at all surprised by his brother's foul mood on the drive back to Connecticut since they were unable to find a hex bag. Although, Sam was caught off guard when Dean threw the small dry erase board he had picked up in the gas mart at his head. Sam huffed and glared at his brother. He just hoped that Dean would be in a better mood when he got home to Lexi and the kids.
Lexi sent the kids to bed early that night. Jackie sat on the couch with Lexi while they waited for Sam and Dean to return. It felt like time was at a standstill as they waited. The sound of silence ringing through the normally rambunctious house was deafening. The heaviness of it weighing them both down.
Jackie glanced over at Lexi then to the clock on the wall. “Ya know,” she said, “we could go in the kitchen and make some food. It'll pass the time and I'm sure the guys will be hungry when they get here.”
Lexi stood up nodding. “Yeah, that's better than just sitting here. I got some apples. I'll make a pie...pie always makes Dean feel better.”
Lexi was searching through the collection of books on witchcraft that they had found in the basement when Sam and Dean got home. She looked up at the sound of heavy foot falls, knowing full well that they belonged to her husband. He was standing in the archway watching her, his face unreadable. Lexi was across the room in a blink of an eye. She gazed up at him, her hands running over shoulders and down his chest. She tugged on the front of his leather jacket pulling him closer before Dean wrapped his arms around her. He crushed her against his chest, one hand cradling her head the other resting on her lower back. Lexi nuzzled her face against the worn cotton of his t-shirt as she inhaled his scent. The familiar smell of his leather jacket mixed with his aftershave comforted her for a few moments. She was thankful that he was home safe and sound. Though, she knew it wasn't the truth. He may be home but he was still cursed.
Dean suddenly took a step back. He gazed down at her intently, his hands moving up to cup her face. The fear and concern in her eyes making his heart clench. He wished now more than anything he could tell her that he was alright, that everything was going to be ok. Instead, Dean licked his lips slowly before leaning forward to brush his lips against hers, his thumb rubbing slow circles against her cheek. Dean put everything he couldn't say into the kiss; his love, his fear, every emotion that was running through him. He pulled back, eyes closed and rested his forehead against Lexi's. In that moment, he knew somehow everything was going to be ok. Him not being able to hear or speak was only temporary. They were going to find a way to break this curse.
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 Four
Chapter 5
*~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's whole life changed in a flash of blue light. He was running through the woods giving chase to a witch, next thing he knew his world was upside down. He was closing in on her, hand reaching out to grab the back of her robe and then a bright blue light. He was rendered blind. When he recovered he found himself on the forest floor staring up at his brother's concerned face. Dean watched Sam's lips move but he couldn't hear the words they were forming. He shook his head and opened his mouth to speak. He heard his words in his head, 'Sammy, what did you say?' When Sam didn't respond Dean quickly realized no sound had come from his mouth. That's when the terror set in. He sat up quickly only to have Sam push him back down.
“Whoa, Dean, take it easy. You took a pretty hard fall.”
Sam studied his brother's face taking note of his silence and the fear in his eyes. He knew in that instance that something was wrong. “Dean, can you hear me?” Sam questioned his brother as he snapped his fingers to get his attention.“C'mon Dean, talk to me.”
There was no response. Sam took a deep breath, remembering the flash of light before he found Dean on the ground. His eyes widened, fear and panic setting in. “BOBBY! BOBBY, I NEED SOME HELP!”
“What's going on Sam? Dean ok?”
“No, he's not. I don't think he can hear or speak.”
“What?”
“He's not answering me.”
“Dean, you ok, boy?” Bobby questioned as he knelt next to him. When he didn't get a response, Bobby glanced up at Sam, his brow creased. “That flash light we saw must've been a spell of some kind.”
“You think he was cursed by that witch?”
“That's exactly what I think.” Bobby grabbed Dean's hand helping him to his feet. “C'mon Sam, let's get him back to the motel.”
“We have to break this spell, Bobby.”
“No shit Sherlock. You think I was gonna suggest we leave him like this?”
At the exact same moment Dean was hit with the flash of blue light, Lexi gasped suddenly breaking the silence of the room her and Jackie were in. Jackie peered at her sister in law over the top of her book and did not like what she saw. Lexi's eyes were wide and unfocused which immediately concerned Jackie. “Lexi,” she called, “you ok?”
“No.” She whispered as she stood up. “Something happened to Dean. I need to call Dean.”
Bobby and Sam were getting Dean into the Impala when they heard his phone ringing. They stared at each other and then at Dean before Sam fished the phone out of his brother's pocket. He looked at the screen swallowing hard. “It's Lexi. Do you think she knows what just happened?”
“Good chance, she is psychic.”
“She's gonna freak...”
“Course she's gonna freak but that don't mean you dodge her call.” Bobby stated with a roll of his eyes.
Sam took a deep breath to steady his voice before he answered. “Hey, Lexi...”
“What happened to Dean?”
“Dean's fine.”
“Don't lie to me. I KNOW something happened.”
“He's gonna be alright.”
“SAM TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HUSBAND.”
Sam took a deep breath, counted to ten and said as calmly as he could, “One of the witches got away and then there was this blue light. I think she hexed him.”
“Hexed...what kinda hex, Sam?”
“Yeah...he um it doesn't appear that Dean can hear or speak.”
There was silence on the other end of the phone as Lexi processed the information. She bit down on her bottom lip in an attempt to keep her emotions in check. Of course, it didn't work. This was Dean they were talking about and someone had hurt him. If she still had her powers they would be picking up pieces of the witch in question for years. Luckily for the witch her powers were bound. Although, that didn't mean she wasn't going to hunt her down and kill her. “I'm on my way. I'm gonna kill this witch myself!”
“LEXI, NO! You stay put. You gotta stay with the kids. Me and Bobby are gonna bring him home and then we're gonna come back here and take care of her.”
“Sam...” Lexi hissed, her voice taking on a dangerous tone.
“Lex, you know Dean wouldn't want you coming up here and putting yourself in harms way. Besides, he needs you to help him right now. And you can do that by looking for a way to remove the curse.”
Silence again. Sam closed his eyes praying that for once Lexi would be rational when it came to his older brother. History has taught Sam that neither one of them was ever rational when it came to the others well being. He just hoped that by playing the 'kids' card and the 'Dean needs you to take care of him' card would be enough to make her back down and stay put.
“Ok.” She sighed, “You're right. I...”
“It's ok Lexi. We're gonna fix this.” Sam stated gently before adding, “We'll be back around midnight.”
Lexi sat both Ben and Alec down to explain what had happened to Dean. She knelt in front of the boys as she took a deep breath to steady herself. “Something happened to your dad on this hunt. Now, I don't want you boys to worry but you can't tell Jake what I'm about to tell you. He's too little to understand and it'll just scare him. He doesn't know what we do so you have to promise me you won't tell him.”
“We won't.” they stated simultaneously.
“Ok then. Your dad was cursed by one of the witches they were hunting.”
“Is he gonna be ok?” Ben asked with wide eyes.
“Yes as soon as we break the curse but right now your dad can't speak or hear. We're gonna tell Jake he had an accident.”
Alec nodded then asked, “How long will it take to fix dad?”
“I dunno sweetie. Hopefully it'll only be a few days.”
Alec looked at her, his green eyes wide with fear, “What if it's not?”
“It's just a curse and curses can be removed.” She stated firmly but it was more for herself than for her boys. “Me and your Uncle Sammy will find a way, we always do.”
“Me and Alec know sign language. We can teach dad.” Ben said hopefully.
Lexi smiled and nodded. “I know a few words and the alphabet. I think that would be good if you teach him that. It'll make your dad feel a lot better if he can communicate with us.”
*~*~*
Dean walked into the motel room he was sharing with Sam and immediately began throwing his things into his duffel. He didn't have to hear his younger brother to know he had just huffed and was now wearing his infamous bitch face. He could feel it burning holes into his back. He didn't understand what Sammy wanted from him. Obviously he couldn't share and care at the moment since that bitch took his hearing and voice. Dean swore he was gonna rip her throat out the first chance he got.
This was one of the many reasons why he hated witches. They didn't play fair with their spells and hexes. Of course, they were always killing poor innocent animals like rabbits and spewing bodily fluids everywhere. It just wasn't sanitary. At least one good thing came out of this hunt, they did stop the Grand Rite.
Dean zipped up his bag, his eyes sweeping across the room to make sure he got everything. It occurred to him that there could be a hex bag hidden in the room. If they found one all they would have to do is burn it to lift the spell. Dean turned to Sam with raised eyebrows and gestured. Sam tilted his head clearly not understanding what he was trying to tell him. Dean huffed grabbing the note pad and pen on the nightstand. He then wrote the words, 'Hex bag' before showing the pad to his younger brother. Sam nodded then pointed to himself then to the bathroom. Dean nodded his understanding then headed towards the kitchenette to begin his search. They searched the room methodically; emptying every drawer and cabinet, taking apart the two queen beds, only to come up empty handed. Dean turned to Sam, his eyes filled with defeat. He dropped his gaze to the floor not wanting Sam to see how much he wanted a simple solution. Sam clamped his hand on his older brother's shoulder saying, “It's ok, man. We'll find a way to fix this. We always find a way Dean.”
Sam wasn't at all surprised by his brother's foul mood on the drive back to Connecticut since they were unable to find a hex bag. Although, Sam was caught off guard when Dean threw the small dry erase board he had picked up in the gas mart at his head. Sam huffed and glared at his brother. He just hoped that Dean would be in a better mood when he got home to Lexi and the kids.
Lexi sent the kids to bed early that night. Jackie sat on the couch with Lexi while they waited for Sam and Dean to return. It felt like time was at a standstill as they waited. The sound of silence ringing through the normally rambunctious house was deafening. The heaviness of it weighing them both down.
Jackie glanced over at Lexi then to the clock on the wall. “Ya know,” she said, “we could go in the kitchen and make some food. It'll pass the time and I'm sure the guys will be hungry when they get here.”
Lexi stood up nodding. “Yeah, that's better than just sitting here. I got some apples. I'll make a pie...pie always makes Dean feel better.”
Lexi was searching through the collection of books on witchcraft that they had found in the basement when Sam and Dean got home. She looked up at the sound of heavy foot falls, knowing full well that they belonged to her husband. He was standing in the archway watching her, his face unreadable. Lexi was across the room in a blink of an eye. She gazed up at him, her hands running over shoulders and down his chest. She tugged on the front of his leather jacket pulling him closer before Dean wrapped his arms around her. He crushed her against his chest, one hand cradling her head the other resting on her lower back. Lexi nuzzled her face against the worn cotton of his t-shirt as she inhaled his scent. The familiar smell of his leather jacket mixed with his aftershave comforted her for a few moments. She was thankful that he was home safe and sound. Though, she knew it wasn't the truth. He may be home but he was still cursed.
Dean suddenly took a step back. He gazed down at her intently, his hands moving up to cup her face. The fear and concern in her eyes making his heart clench. He wished now more than anything he could tell her that he was alright, that everything was going to be ok. Instead, Dean licked his lips slowly before leaning forward to brush his lips against hers, his thumb rubbing slow circles against her cheek. Dean put everything he couldn't say into the kiss; his love, his fear, every emotion that was running through him. He pulled back, eyes closed and rested his forehead against Lexi's. In that moment, he knew somehow everything was going to be ok. Him not being able to hear or speak was only temporary. They were going to find a way to break this curse.