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Darkness (part 3)

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Dean struggled against his unseen
attacker, but whoever – or whatever – it was, was much stronger.

 “Sam!” Dean yelled, still
struggling. “Sammy! Please!”  His
attacker stood firm, unmoved by Dean’s attempts to pull free. Sam lay still in
the darkness, leaving Dean alone with the unknown man. But the man didn’t try
to hurt Dean. He just held him still.

 “Dammit, who are you? What did you
do to Sam? Where are we?”

The man just laughed. The laugh was familiar.

 “Crowley?” Dean said, stunned.

 “In the flesh,” said the demon, as
he set Dean down back on the ground. “At least I think it’s flesh. I can’t see
a bloody thing around here.”

 Dean was mostly too shocked at
seeing – well, hearing – Crowley again, so he just said, “where the hell are
we?”

 “It’s not hell, that’s for sure. But
I think you know where we are, Dean. I think you’ve known since you got here.”

 “Shit.” said Dean softly. He knelt
down and felt around for his brother. He found him right by his feet, still
breathing, still unresponsive. Dean reached up and grabbed Crowley’s jacket,
pulling him down beside him.

 “What’s wrong with Sam?” asked Dean
softly. “He won’t wake up.”

 Crowley put his hand out and found
Dean’s, who led him to Sam’s body.
Crowley touched him, trying to get a feel for something.

 “Do you even have any power here?”

Crowley merely sighed. “Not that I’ve
found yet. But I’ll try what I can for Moose here.”

Dean lifted Sam’s head and placed it
in his lap, brushing back his hair and hoping he would just wake up.

 Time passed strangely here. Neither
Dean nor Crowley could determine how long they had been here.

 “Did you not make it out of that
blasted apocalypse world? My sacrifice was for nothing?”

 “No Crowley. You’ve been dead almost
a year. We made it out. So did Lucifer. Actually, it’s a long story.”

 “Apparently we have time.” Crowley
paused. “A year? Bloody hell.” He removed his hand from Sam and patted Dean on
the shoulder.

 In the pitch dark of The Empty, Dean
sat quietly, his brother’s head in his lap. Crowley sat beside him and sighed.

 Eternity was going to be one hell of
a long time.

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Darkness (part 2)

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some of you asked, so here ya go…I’m gonna continue this little story for y’all…

Sam slumped to the ground, and Dean instinctively
wrapped his arms around him, keeping him from hitting his head on the ground.

 “Sammy?” Dean’s voice, still a
whisper, was deep with concern. “Hey, Sam, come on, wake up.” He gently shook
his brother. Sam did not respond. He was limp, his arms dropping to his sides.

 Dean took a deep breath and gathered
as much of his voice as he could. “Hello?” he called out. Managing to overcome
his hoarseness, he bellowed out into the darkness. Nothing responded.

“Cas?” He tried to pray, to get the
angel’s attention. Cas would hear him, Cas would come.

 Several minutes passed. At least it
felt like minutes. Maybe it was hours. Maybe no time had passed at all. Sam was
still unresponsive. He was breathing, but still lay limp in Dean’s arms.

Dean began to panic in the pitch
darkness. His heartbeat increased. He knew he couldn’t lose it now though, his
brother needed him. Taking another deep breath to calm his nerves, he tried
again. “Jack? We need you! If you can hear me, please! Sam and I –“

 He was cut off by a strong hand
grabbing his shoulder and forcefully pulling him up. The force was so powerful,
Dean was lifted off his feet. Sam fell from his arms and crumpled to the
ground.

 “Hello Dean.”

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Darkness

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“Sam?”

“Yeah, Dean, I’m here.” Sam’s voice echoed in the darkness,
his voice scratchy and hoarse.

“Where are we?” Dean wasn’t much better. His voice was
barely a whisper.

“I don’t know, but my head hurts. I think I’m bleeding, too.”

“Shit. I can’t see you. Where are you?” Dean started to
crawl in the dirt, trying to find his brother.

“Here, Dean. Follow my voice.” He reached out in the
darkness, hoping to make contact.

Finally, their fingers brushed.

“Shit.” Dean said again, and pulled himself up, sitting next
to Sam.  They reached out to each other
until they managed to grasp hands.

“Don’t let go, Dean. I’m feeling dizzy.”

“Here, let me see.” Dean felt up Sam’s arm until he reached
his face. His fingers touched something wet and sticky. He exhaled shakily.

“Yeah, you’re bleeding,” he said. “I think somewhere around
your ear.”

“What happened, Dean? Where are we? How did we get here? Why
the hell can’t we see a damn thing?”

Dean lowered his hand and wiped his brother’s blood on his
pants. He tried to remember what had happened, but he only remembered flashes.
Something about Jack? Jack was in trouble. They were trying to save him from…something…or
someone.

“Dean… I think I’m gonna…” Sam’s voice was wobbly.

Suddenly Dean remembered something. He tightened his grip on
Sam’s arm.”

“Sammy, I think I know where we are.”

But just at that moment, Sam felt as though his entire body was
on fire. The feeling ran from the tip of his head down to his toes, like a
shiver. His ears rang. Everything tingled. He felt very strange, as if he were…changing,
somehow. He felt the eyes roll back in his head before he slumped to the ground.

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*speechless*

*wails*

How To Date Angels – Stormsong – Supernatural [Archive of Our Own]

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Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Michael/Dean Winchester, Lucifer & Sam Winchester, Gabriel & Lucifer & Sam Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Sam Winchester, Castiel & Michael (Supernatural), Castiel & Michael & Dean Winchester, Gabriel & Lucifer & Michael & Raphael (Supernatural), Minor or Background Relationship(s)
Characters: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Michael (Supernatural), Castiel, Other Character Tags to Be Added
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, No Apocalypse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Polyamory, Polygamy, Platonic Relationships, Omega Sam, Alpha Dean, Alpha Gabriel, Omega Michael, Beta Castiel (Supernatural), Mild Angst, Other Additional Tags to Be Added
Series: Part 2 of The Winchester Flock
Summary:

Now that Sam and Dean have met their potential mates they need to figure out how to date them…or court them…or be courted by them…or…whatever. Like, how do you date and angel, or archangel, anyways?

How To Date Angels – Stormsong – Supernatural [Archive of Our Own]

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Ok, this is not my usual angst, but this is just sorta…what spilled out onto my keyboard…

Sam shoved his hands in his pockets and shrugged, leaning
against the wall. A small smile played on his lips. He tried to hide it, but
Dean noticed.

“What do you mean, you don’t know?” he demanded, pointing at
his little brother.  “I saw that smile,
what are you trying to hide?”

Sam tried to turn his smile into a frown, but it wasn’t
working.

“Nothing Dean, I’m
not trying to hide anything. I was just –“ Dean’s fist landed squarely in Sam’s
eye. He dropped to the ground, raising his arm up instinctively to protect
himself.

Dean looked down at his brother and growled, “don’t fuck
with me Sammy, you know I can beat your ass.”

Sam looked up and smiled, still holding his already swollen
eye.

“That’s what you think.”

Jack suddenly appeared behind Dean and held the archangel
blade to Dean’s throat. Jack leaned in close, whispering in his ear, “You
let Dean go now.”

He actually laughed, despite the blade.

“You won’t kill me little one.”

“He might not, but I will.” Cas grabbed the blade from Jack and
made a small cut in Dean’s throat. As the grace of the Archangel began to seep
from the wound, Jack stepped closer and breathed it in. Sam’s eyes went wide.
This was not what they had planned for.

“Get out of Dean!” Cas bellowed.

“Never!” Michael gasped, struggling against the nephilim and
angel who were draining him of his grace.

“Try and stop us now. You are not in power anymore.” Dean’s
voice was clear.

Michael was no longer in control.

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