Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Dancing With Death ❯ Chapter 2

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Chapter 2: Chapter 2: Won't You Spare Me?

The rain began to pour down hard and fast Dean sighed, what the hell was going on here? What did Cas know about Death's endeavours? Dean was still reeling, Death? A father? How was that even possible? I mean could the dude actually DO that? Much less DO that! Wasn't it supposed to be through a touch and you go bye, bye? Isn't that where the saying 'feeling the touch of death' came from after all? One touch and poof one way ticket to the pearly gates or indeed down to the pits, if that was the case then how in the hell did he manage procreating!? Dean shook his head and sighed once more focusing on the road again.
'Ok man, what's wrong?' Sam spoke beside him.
'Dude, I'm trying to get my head around the fact that Death can have sex never mind make a baby. I'm interested, and I'm disgusted that I'm interested. It's like a bad porno, you know you should change the channel but you just can't help but watch no matter how messed up it is.' Dean ranted.
'Wow! Real deep Dean, real deep, dude he's a near omniscient being. I'm pretty sure he can do all of that. We're all animals, we all make babies. Why would Death be an exception to that rule?' Sam answered shaking his head in disbelief.
'Why would he be an exception, because he's Death Sammy? He takes life with a touch. Sex involves a lot of touching if you hadn't noticed.'
'Yeah, not a virgin Dean, I know what it involves.' Sam said with a sigh.
'Look, we're here, Cas will tell us everything.' Dean answered with finality.
Castiel had just finished another check over of Winter and the babe when he seen the lights of the Impala flash across the window. Hmm it seemed Sam and Dean where as punctual as always. He heard the doors of the classic car open and close and shortly a knock came to his room. He got up and admitted them in; he was not looking forward to this explanation in the least. There was no doubt that they would disagree with the entire thing. They would most likely see this as inhumane and demand that everything grinds to a stop. Unfortunately it was something that, this time, would have to be ignored as this whole thing had to keep in motion...the very world depended on it.
'Sam Dean, thank you for coming. I'm sure you have many questions and I will answer them to the best of my ability.' Castiel greeted the two men.
'Yeah, how about starting with why the hell you have our crash vic lying on your bed?' Dean asked.
'Well that is because I am her and her child's guardian.' Cas answered plainly.
'Guardian? As in guardian angel?' Sam asked slightly thrown.
'In a sense, yes I am their guardian angel.' He answered sitting down at the small table by the window.
'I thought that was just a thing humans thought for comfort. I didn't know you cloud hoppers actually had guardian duties.' Dean said surprised, huh you really did learn something new every day.
'Well our ultimate guard ships are to Earth, however yes we can have guardian duties if someone prays for it. Mostly we guard those that are of vital importance to the world, such as prophets, you two and now this young woman.' Castiel explained.
'So why is she so important? And how and why is she the child of Death?' Dean asked.
'She is important because, it will soon be time for God to retire and allow for Christ to take the thrown to Heaven. Death is soon to reap God, but once he does that he retires also. Life and Death coincide together there cannot be one without the other. Because of this with a new God or life there must be a new Death.' Castiel explained bluntly.
'Ok, so what you're saying is that Winter is the new big daddy reaper?' Sam asked bewildered.
'Yes, to put it plainly she is.'
'But she's human, how is this possible? I mean Death is near omniscient, surely any kid of his would be the same as him.' Dean pointed out.
'She is not human Dean. She is the daughter of Life and Death. Only life can make way for Death. However this woman is the vessel to both. While she is on Earth, she is prey to its rules. This is why she nearly died tonight, if it hadn't of been for Death she would no longer be here for his will was the only thing that was keeping her breathing until he brought her to me.'
'Ok, but why the rush to keep her above ground? I mean couldn't Death have just cut his losses and let her go back to wherever the hell she came from?' Dean asked.
'It's not that simple Dean; there is only a certain time when she can be here. And that time only comes around every four millennia. Life can only take an earthly host once every four. And it always has to be on the exact date of when that time comes to pass. She must take her host, find a mate, copulate and then become impregnated. It is how things are done, Winter knew what was going to happen to her from the day and hour she was born. It may seem unfair, but it must be done to ensure the continuation of the world.' Castiel finished.
'You're damn right it's unfair! She's only what? In her twenties? She had her life decided for her before she was even born! How the hell is that fair? The only good thing about this is she had at least a little control over her decisions and didn't pop her cherry to some random dude, and that's not even overly good.' Dean snapped.
'Actually, she had to remain pure until this time came.' Castiel muttered absentmindedly.
'You've gotta be shittin' me? Really Cas? What the hell?' Dean growled.
'Ok, ok enough you two. Put the handbags away. This isn't fair no, but it's a necessity Dean, we can't have a planet full of immortals as well as full of nightmares. There would be no population control and it would eventually drain the planet of everything and then the world will end as we know it and we wouldn't be able to stop it. Because if there's no Death then there's no way of putting an end to life.'
Dean couldn't argue with that, as much as he hated this entire situation he knew Sam was right having a Death was a necessity. Life needed to be controlled, it was bad enough that they had a bunch of supernatural things everywhere they looked, they where cheating Death enough as it was, and they didn't need the human population doing it as well. But it still didn't mean he had to like it.
'Son of a bitch!' Were Deans parting words as he left to check him and Sammy into the room next to Castiel and the girl.
He figured that they were going to need to stick around until this girl dropped her kid and probably after as well. Having a time bomb such as her and a child that embodied life, death and mankind knocking around couldn't be good. They were going to need more protection than an omniscient being and a fallen angel. Crowley would just love to get his hands on that child as would Abbadon. Neither that dick nor that bitch could find out about this. If they did they would quite literally have hell on earth. Sam and he couldn't do too much, but they sure as hell could watch out for the woman and her baby. That was after all what their job was, protecting the innocent, which they were. He couldn't help but feel sorry for Winter though, literally having the world resting on your shoulders was a burden that no one should have to bare. He would know, after all, Sammy and he had, had it for nine years now and the girl would probably want someone who understood her burden completely around for as long as they could be. Guess the old saying was true after all 'misery loves company'. He sighed then and stepped through to the motels reception, well time to get protecting.