Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Hell Can Be Home Too ❯ Chapter 5

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Thanks to all those who answered my plea for ideas on what DemonDean should look like. Poll on whether or not to add Cas to their relationship will be open for a while longer, so far the votes are pretty even.

 

Chapter 5

 

Dean was surprised to find he'd woken before Sam, something that very rarely happened anymore. Shrugging it off he slithered out of Sam's hold and headed for the bathroom, they'd fallen asleep without cleaning up and he felt a little gross now. He slipped into the shower and enjoyed the hot water for a while before getting out to get dressed. He glanced up at the mirror and froze.

 

“Sam!” He screamed, staggering back only to slam into Sam's taller body.

 

“Dean? What's....” Sam trailed off his own eyes wide as he saw what had made Dean scream.

 

“Sammy?” Dean whispered and Sam pulled him close.

 

“It's okay Dean, this was what we wanted to happen eventually. Though congratulations on breaking the speed record.” Sam told him and Dean looked up at him nervously.

“You're a demon now Dean.” Sam gently turned him, making Dean look at himself in the mirror. Dean looked down at first but then slowly raised his head to take in the changes. He was paler and his hair longer and wilder than he usually wore it, though not as long as Sammy's thankfully. It was also more golden in colour than the usual dirty blonde. He ran a hand over his ears to find they were slightly pointed at the tip, making him frown and Sam grin which then led to finding another change, he has small fangs. He flinched at that only for Sam to shift to his demon form and open his mouth, showing off his slightly longer fangs. His eyes...he flinched away from looking only to have Sam, nuzzle his throat gently.

“You're beautiful Dean, love you no matter what.” Sam breathed in his ear and Dean looked straight in the mirror. His eyes were the biggest change though thankfully they weren't black.

 

“Purple?” Dean scowled and Sam laughed.

 

“They suit you Dean.” Sam told him firmly and Dean knew Sam believed it but seriously, purple? Though the new shape and slit pupil was kind of cool.

“How do you feel?” Sam asked, holding him close and Dean thought about it. He was a demon now, shouldn't he feel different? He closed his eyes and really thought about it and then he felt it. Violet met yellow and Sam smiled.

 

“What?” Dean asked and Sam kissed him.

 

“We're linked Dean, my blood helped push you over. No other demon is as close to me in power as you are. You're unique and all mine.” Sam told him softly and Dean slowly smiled.

 

“You're mine too.” He said and Sam nodded.

 

“Of course. No one can ever part us now.” Sam promised. Dean relaxed at that and turned in Sam's embrace to kiss him. Sam pulled him closer, deepening the kiss and Dean let him, needing the reassurance that just because he was a demon now didn't mean he wasn't still Dean.

 

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“You sure you want to do this?” Sam asked and Dean shrugged.

 

“Can't spend eternity in here Sam. Besides I know you won't let anyone hurt me and it'll be better for you if they realise I'm a demon now, right?” Dean asked and Sam nodded, sometimes he hated how well Dean could read him and he had been getting arguments over his protecting a human soul.

“So let's do this.” Dean put his hand on the doorknob and took a deep breath. He felt Sam squeeze his shoulder for a second and then he opened the door, stepping out into hell for the first time in nearly twenty years. He let Sam take the lead as they headed away from the demon free area and he couldn't help smirking at the way every demon froze at the sight of them standing together. Both had let their demonic features and powers show so that there could be no doubt about Dean's new status and slowly the demons bowed to them. It was a heady feeling but he fought the urge to flinch at the way the souls on the racks cowered from them, that could have been him if not for Sam.

 

“There have been whispered about my protecting the soul of my human brother. Let it be known I was not protecting him but overseeing his transformation personally. The human Dean Winchester is now one of us and my bonded. His orders are to be treated as my orders.” Sam ordered and Dean shifted slightly. Who'd have thought that the sight of Sam commanding demons would turn him on? Sam glanced at him and Dean shrugged, he knew Sam could feel his need but they were not giving the other demons a free show.

 

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Bobby frowned as he checked his research over. So much for the lack of demonic signs. Something was happening and not far from where he knew Sam had buried Dean. He'd hoped the boys would be in Hell until after his death but with the signs something big was going on and big meant the boss. Sam was meant to be the Boy King so it made sense he was involved, it just broke his heart to admit it. The colt was still a half-melted mess, he'd tried to fix it originally but there was no way and last he'd checked Sam had Ruby's knife. That meant he had no way to kill Sam or Dean and end their suffering, all he could do was send them back to Hell. Could he do it though if actually confronted by one of them? He didn't know but he was headed for Pontiac anyways.

 

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“You miss Bobby?” Dean asked out of the blue and Sam rolled over to face him, leaning up on an elbow.

 

“Of course Dean, but I don't think he'd appreciate an invite to visit.” Sam answered, wondering where Dean was headed with this. Dean chuckled at his answer.

 

“We'd probably hear him swearing at us from here if we sent him one!” Dean laughed and Sam joined in.

“I was just thinking...maybe...you could visit him? Let him know we're okay?” Dean asked and Sam sighed.

 

“Technically you could too but you'd have to possess someone.”

 

“Yeah and that'd go down well with Bobby.” Dean rolled his eyes.

 

“True. You think he'll react any better to my showing up? He knows I was going to come here and he'll know what that means. Immune to Holy water and exorcisms or not it'd still be a painful visit. And yes I can break a Devil's trap, you can too, but that leaves Bobby more vulnerable.” Sam explained, kissing Dean.

“What brought this on?” He asked and Dean shrugged.

 

“Just missing him. Guess it really hit me that we'll probably never see him again and if we did...”

 

“Bobby in Hell after death?” Sam asked, eyes wide but when he thought it through he realised that is was a possibility.

“If...IF that happens then he'll get the same treatment you did, anyone we knew will. We can pass it off as personally overseeing the transformation of those who will by our Court.” Sam's answer made Dean grin.

 

“Brilliant sasquatch.” He praised and Sam smiled.

 

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Dean gasped and arched under Sam's roaming hands. He didn't know where Sam had learnt all this and frankly he didn't want to know but wow. Some of what Sam did would have killed him if Dean was still alive!

 

“Sa...sammy.” He choked out, hands going to Sam's hair as his brother expertly sucked at him. Laughing yellow eyes looked up to lock on him and Dean felt himself let go and change features too. Sam pulled back, earning a whimper, and moved back up Dean's body to kiss him, fangs clashing slightly.

 

“Ready?” Sam asked as he did every time but this time Dean nodded. Sam stared at him and then gave a brilliant smile, materialising a tube of lube in one hand. Dean swallowed but concentrated on relaxing, he trusted Sam and knew he'd never hurt him but still...he knew no matter what it would hurt a bit at first. He slowly relaxed as Sam took his time preparing him while going back to what he'd been doing before which really helped take Dean's mind off what Sam's fingers were doing. Eventually Sam pulled back, despite Dean's very vocal protests and moved up again so they were eye to eye. That made Dean realise what was about to happen and he nodded again at the silent question in Sam's eyes. He pulled Sam down for a kiss at the exact moment Sam entered him, letting Sam swallow the sound of pain it caused.

“Alright?” Sam whispered and Dean swallowed but nodded. Sam waited a little longer before slowly beginning to move.

 

Dean was incoherent, moving to meet Sam's thrusts when the door slammed open, he rose up to glare over Sam's shoulder only to stare in shock for a second before Sam shifted his angle. Dean gasped, clawing at Sam's back as he climaxed, Sam following a second later only to collapse on top of Dean. It was a few seconds before Sam had the energy to roll off and then he too looked at the newcomer.

 

“Sam, who's the guy with wings?” Dean asked and Sam cracked up laughing at the look on said winged beings face. But he sobered instantly when it took a step towards the bed. Sam moved so that he was in front of Dean, blocking his brother from this being that was not a demon.

 

“Who are you?” Sam demanded, power gathering and the winged being reacted by gathering its own power although neither was attacking yet.

 

“I am Castiel and I am here for Dean Winchester.” Was the calm answer. Dean stiffened and moved closer to Sam for both protection and out of the need to back his brother up if it came to a fight.

 

“What makes you think I'll go anywhere with you?” Dean asked as he willed clothing for both of them into existence. Castiel stared at him in confusion which quickly turned to horror.

 

“It cannot be...I am too late.” He whispered sadly.

 

“Too late for what?” Dean demanded angrily and Sam placed a hand on his arm, restraining him.

 

“I was sent to save you but now you are lost to us forever.” Was the tight reply and they both noticed Castiel was looking for an exit. Sam studied him before slowly letting the gathered power dissipate. He stood from the bed and moved towards Castiel and to Dean's surprise the guy seemed to get more nervous the closer Sam got.

 

“You told us your name but what are you? You're not a demon.” Sam asked calmly and that seemed to calm Castiel a little.

 

“I am an Angel of the Lord.” Was the answer and the brothers realised why Castiel was nervous. An angel in hell? Talk about being outnumbered.

 

“Nice to meet you. I'm Sam and as you already know this is my brother Dean. If you're not here to hurt anyone then you might as well sit down and tell us why you're here.” Sam offered softly and Dean almost smiled at the look of confusion on the angel's face. He had a feeling they were not what he expected.

 

“You heard Sammy, grab a seat. You don't try to hurt us and we won't hurt you.” Dean reinforced Sam's offer of peace and got up from the bed himself, his features fading back to human as he sat beside Sam on the couch. Castiel slowly moved to sit facing them on a chair but he was poised for flight.

 

“You said you were here for Dean, why?” Sam asked and Castiel looked at them before finally answering.

 

“The Seals are breaking, I was sent to return Dean to life so that he could stop it. We did not realise he was...that he would break so quickly.” Castiel finished sadly and Dean cringed.

 

“I didn't break! Sammy saved me.” Dean argued and Castiel looked at Sam who shrugged embarrassedly.

“I couldn't leave Dean here to be tortured so I came and took him off the rack. Dean finished changing only a few weeks ago, I changed the instant I stepped foot inside the gate. It was a price I willing payed to save him centuries of pain.” Sam explained and Castiel listened in surprise. A demon wanting to protect a human? It was unheard of.

 

“Okay I get that you wanted me to stop some breaking Seals but why me? There are a lot of Hunters on earth. And what exactly are these seals anyway?”

 

“How could you not know?” the angel demanded, thinking they were playing dumb but they honestly were confused.

 

“Why would we know?” Sam asked.

 

“You rule here do you not?” Castiel asked and Sam nodded.

“Then the Breaking would be on your orders.” Castiel stood and moved away but Sam raised his hands in surrender.

 

“I swear to you, I have no clue what you're talking about. My only orders where to not draw attention from Hunters or kill anyone when on earth. That did not exactly make me popular.” Sam said earnestly and the angel frowned.

 

“Why should I believe the word of a demon?”

 

“What would you like me to swear by?” Sam pushed back and Castiel paused to consider it, could they be telling the truth?

 

“The Seals are what contain Lucifer. Once sixty six are broken he will be free. The first has already been broken by Dean.” Castiel finally answered and Dean swallowed.

 

“Me? What did I do?” He asked and Sam wrapped a protective arm around him. Castiel observed their behaviour and found it...odd.

 

“A righteous man shed blood in hell.” Castiel said and the brothers looked at each other in confusion.

 

“What? Okay other than...well sucking some of Sam's blood to make the change faster I've pretty much been here my whole time. I haven't made anyone bleed.” Dean answered.

 

“That cannot be true.” Castiel argued and Dean shrugged.

 

“Sorry, you've got the wrong guy.”

 

“Do you know which demons are breaking the seals?” Sam asked and Castiel nodded.

 

“Lilith.”

“Okay, problem two, I killed Lilith the day she killed Dean. So some sort of imposter?” Sam pondered.

 

“Are you....Sammy you sure you killed her? What if she was immune to Ruby's knife or something?” Dean asked quietly and Sam wrapped both arms around him.

 

“I promise she's dead Dean, didn't use the knife. Ruby told you I had a bomb inside. I watched you die and I couldn't do anything, when she attacked me it was like all these switches just flipped...I killed her.” Sam reassured Dean softly. Sam looked over at Castiel.

“We'll help you figure out who's breaking the seals and stop them.” Sam promised and Castiel stared in disbelief.

 

“Why would demons help angels?” He asked warily and Sam smiled at Dean.

 

“Because if Lucifer is freed I lose control here and can't protect the ones I love.” Sam told him honestly.

 

“Demons lust they do not love.” Castiel argued and Dean growled.

 

“I love Sam! And he loves me! Bobby! What if the demons go after him?” Dean asked and Sam swore softly.

“You've got to go to him Sam, warn him.” Den pleaded but Sam shook his head, torn.

 

“Not leaving you here alone Dean...You were going to bring Dean back to life?” Sam suddenly turned to the angel who nodded warily.

“Can you still do it?”

 

“He is a demon.”

 

“I'm talking his body, not his soul. Can you heal the damage, restart his heart?” Sam argued and Castiel nodded.

“Do it and we will fight with you to stop the Seals.” Sam promised and Dean stared at him wide eyed, Castiel just frowned.

 

“You wish me to enable a demon to walk free?”

 

“Dean could leave anyway he just doesn't want to possess someone. I can't give him his body back but you can. Plus you get two hunters turned powerful demons helping you in the fight. I'm guessing they've got ways of going under your radar but they won't be worrying about other demons finding them. We can help.”

 

“Demons cannot be trusted. You on your own are extremely powerful but the two of you lose on humanity cannot be allowed.” Castiel stated and Sam sighed.

 

“So we set up rules, we break them you take whatever punishment out on me.” Sam offered and Dean shook his head.

 

“No way! Both of us or neither Sam.”

 

“Dean...”

 

“No. I want in on this. I spent years on those racks Sam, I am not letting that happen to everyone else.” Dean argued and Castiel saw it, despite being a demon Dean still held compassion for mankind, more than even some of Castiel's own brothers. Sam was harder to judge but it seemed that as long as Dean was safe and happy then the more powerful demon would go along with it, a most unusual occurrence. Castiel had only seen a demon protect another if it could use it for something and yet there was nothing Dean could give Sam...except love if what they said was truth. Was it possible they had somehow retained those human emotions? Samuel had been right, there were protections up against angels, not demons and if Lilith truly was dead then Samuel was the most powerful demon alive. They could always deal with them after the threat to the Seals had been dealt with.

 

“Very well. I will revive Dean's mortal body but I cannot take his soul to it.” Castiel said and Sam smiled while Dean just stared suspiciously.

 

“I can summon Dean easily enough. Rules?”

 

“You must not harm humans.”

 

“Obvious and we had no intention of doing so. Next?” Sam answered and Castiel nodded.

 

“You will obey orders.”

 

“Yours, we'll deal with you, not any other angel. And we want to be able to question the order. I blindly followed my Dad's orders for years, I can't go back to that. Besides we might have insight you don't and that could alter plans.” Sam said and Castiel thought about it, the demon wasn't saying they wouldn't obey, just that they wanted to know the reasoning behind the order and be allowed to offer an alternative...it sounded fair.

 

“Agreed.” He finally said and Dean smiled, relaxing a little.

 

“Dean's body will still be in the grave?” Sam asked and Dean shivered slightly.

 

“Yes, you should not be there when I bring it back. The interaction between our powers....”

 

“Alright. How will I know when it's done? Coffin doesn't hold much air and without Dean's soul driving it I doubt his body is going to dig itself out.”

 

“Leave immediately after I do, it will be done when you reach the site. I do not trust you, but I will do what I must to save the Seals. Do not betray me.”

 

“We won't.” Dean promised and Castiel vanished. Sam kissed Dean softly.

 

“Hold on Dean.” He whispered and then Dean was alone in the room. He closed his eyes and waited, Sam would not leave him behind. He gasped as he felt Sam's power wrap around him and pull, letting it happen.

 

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Sam staggered slightly as he appeared in what looked like a bomb site, he could feel the dissipating power and knew Castiel had kept his end of the bargain. Not wasting time he mentally reached for the coffin and pulled it to the surface before dropping to his knees beside it. He reached out and shakily removed the lid to see Dean, looking as if he'd never died, lying unmoving inside. Sam reached in and gently pulled the body out, smiling at the warmth of the flesh underneath his hands. He lay Dean's body down away from the grave and placed a hand over the heart, gathering power and thrusting it back into hell. He found Dean easily and wrapped him in the power, smiling slightly when he felt Dean relax, and then he was pulling. He thrust the power into the body and watched as a cloud of smoke came up from the ground to pour into Dean's body. It arched and then violet eyes flashed open before fading to familiar green. Dean lay there gasping for a moment, clinging to Sam's hand before slowly sitting up.

 

“You okay Dean?” Sam asked hesitantly and Dean looked up at him, slowly smiling.

 

“I'm fine...it really worked?” He asked and Sam grinned.

 

“Yeah, you're back jerk.” Sam told him, offering Dean a hand up. They stood and looked around at the damage Castiel had caused.

“Thanks Castiel.” Sam whispered, knowing the angel could hear him.

 

“So now what?” Dean asked and Sam shrugged.

 

“We need intel, Bobby's the best bet.” That answer made Dean groan.

 

“You do realise how many tests he's going to put us through, right?” Dean grumbled and Sam laughed.

 

“Yep, wouldn't be Bobby if he didn't. Come on, let's find a payphone.” They walked down the road and grinned when they found a closed gas station with a payphone outside. Sam dialled the number, listening as it eventually went to the answering machine. He hung up, figuring their return from hell was news better given in person.

“No answer, guess he's not home.”

 

“If he's hunting he could be gone for weeks Sam, we need to find him sooner than that. How do demons seem to know where people are?” Dean asked and Sam shrugged.

 

“Not like someone gave me an instruction manual...I could try how I found you in hell.” Sam offered and then shut his eyes, focusing on Bobby. He'd nearly given up when he found him and then he grinned.

 

“Sam?”

 

“Not far, come on I'll teach you how to shift locations.” Sam held out his hand and Dean took it, opening his sense to `watch' what Sam was doing, it was how Sam generally taught Dean what he knew. A second later they were standing outside a motel in Pontiac.

“Room 202.” They headed down the hall and then stopped at the door.

 

“What do we say?” Dean asked and Sam shrugged.

 

“Hi Bobby?” He offered and Dean groaned but knocked. The door opened and then a shotgun came up to point at them.

“Whoa! Bobby don't shoot, it's us. We need to talk to you, that's all.” Unfortunately Sam's words didn't get the shotgun re-aimed.

 

“Bobby come on, just listen for a bit.” Dean tried and Bobby's scowl deepened.

 

“I don't know what you are but you picked the wrong boys to imitate.” He growled and Sam stepped slightly in front of Dean, hands up.

 

“Bobby it's us. Guess it's been what, about four months since the hellhounds got Dean? Two or so since I used the Gate to get to him? It's a really long story Bobby but we are who we look like.” Sam tried again and then blinked as water splashed into his face.

“Thanks.” He grumbled even as Bobby stared in shock.

“Look we shouldn't do this in the hall, especially if you decide to pull the trigger.” Seeing the sense in Sam's words Bobby backed up and they followed him into the room, only to stop a few feet in, unable to go further. Sam sighed but looked up and sure enough there was a devils trap drawn on the ceiling.

 

“Sam?” Dean whispered and Sam looked at him, taking his hand to squeeze.

 

“It's okay, we can break it any time we want but it might help Bobby feel safer till we explain.” Sam answered and Dean nodded, both ignoring the watching hunter for the moment. Bobby frowned, if they were trying to make him believe they were the brothers they were doing a lousy job, Dean protected Sam, not the other way round.

 

“What are you?” Bobby growled and Sam sighed, closing his eyes for a second. When he opened them again Bobby moved back further as Sam's eyes flashed yellow.

“Demons....get out of their bodies!” Bobby demanded and took a breath to start the exorcism.

“Exer....” Bobby trailed off as Sam stepped out of the trap, Dean following him. He swallowed, the demons were too powerful and he didn't have the knife or colt.

 

“We're not going to hurt you Bobby, you know us! Hell, you're the closest person to a father we have anymore.” Dean argued, sitting down on one of the room's rickety chairs, arms crossed.

 

“Never trust a demon. Even if you....then you're not the boys I knew anymore.” Bobby said, he couldn't actually bring himself to fully say what Dean was getting at, that his boys were now demons.

 

“We're mostly the same where it counts Bobby.” Sam argued, sitting beside Dean and appearing totally relaxed.

“Just sit down and listen would you? If we were going to hurt you we would have done it already. Seriously you get more paranoid the older you get Bobby.” Sam grumbled and Dean laughed.

 

“He's got good reason to Sammy.” Dean commented and Bobby sank into a chair, still holding his shotgun though he knew it wouldn't do him much good if it came to a fight. These two...they were so much like the brothers and yet there were differences too. Dean never gave way to Sam so much and for a bit Dean had seemed almost scared of being in the trap. Then again Sam had had demon blood in him his whole life while it would have taken years for Dean to change...so Sam was the more powerful? Then Dean following made sense, demons seemed to flock to the more powerful of their kind.

 

“What do you want with me?” Bobby asked gruffly and Dean smiled at him.

 

“To make sure you're okay, say hi, see if you've heard anything about demon movements.” Dean answered and Bobby just stared at him.

 

“Shouldn't you know about any demons up here?” He tested and Sam sighed.

 

“Technically? Yes. But someone's masquerading as Lilith, gathering an army and breaking the Seals that contain Lucifer. We have to stop them and well, we've kind of been out of the loop for a bit.” Sam admitted, leaning forward to meet Bobby's gaze.

“If Lucifer is freed...I'm sure you can guess the consequences Bobby. We can't let that happen and we kind of made a deal to help stop it.”

 

“Deal? With what? From what I've heard you're the boss down there now.” Bobby argued and Sam shrugged.

 

“For the moment, not if Lucifer is freed. The deal was for Dean's body, I couldn't bring it back to life and without it Dean would have had to possess someone, something neither of us was all too keen on. As for who the deal is with...we're not the only ones trying to stop the breaking. We met an angel in hell, he was there to free Dean since they didn't know Dean had become a demon. We agreed to help find and destroy the demons breaking the seals, to obey orders and not to harm any humans, not that we would have anyway, and in exchange the angel brought Dean's body back.” Sam explained and Bobby stared in shock. That was some story and demons didn't tend to be so elaborate in their traps.

 

“Sam? Dean? I...”

 

“It's okay Bobby, we understand. Took me ten years hell time to finally believe it was really Sam that had pulled me off the rack. Don't expect you to believe us straight off. But we really could use your help.” Dean told him, slowly reaching out to rest a hand over Bobby's shotgun. Bobby looked at Dean's hand and then at the two demons, his heart torn. He wanted so badly to believe they were still the boys he'd watched grow from children but his mind screamed that he couldn't trust a demon, even ones that acted so much like the brothers.

 

“Look Bobby, we need any intel you have on these demons. After that...after that you'll never see us again if you don't want to. We'll do the job we agreed to do and go back to hell. Just help us now, please.” Sam tried, pulling out the patented puppy eyes. Dean moved closer to him again and Bobby could feel the life in Dean's body, demons couldn't give life and yet Dean's body was definitely healed and alive again. Did that mean they were telling the truth? Bobby looked at them and they sure seemed like Sam and Dean. He'd known Sam was possessed that time he'd shown up with Meg inside of him, they didn't give him that feeling now. Bobby looked down and took a deep breath, praying he wouldn't regret what he was about to do.

 

TBC...