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Chapter 2 : Chapter 2
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Riley Davis -- Hayden Christensen
Caitlyn Davis -- Megan Fox
Abigail ‘Abby’ Davis -- Ellen Page
Disclaimer - I do not own Harry Potter or Supernatural.
Dean just stared at the angel. Caitlyn had never been there and Castiel believed that he had just spoken to God. Anna had told him once that only four angels had looked upon the face of God, but what if that wasn’t true? What if more had and they had just never known it. God was supposed to be all powerful, who’s to say he was not able to change his appearance. But if he could, why show up in the appearance of Caitlyn?
He had been thinking of how they had lost so many and that those left fighting were getting weak. But the Davis’s weren’t fighting, not yet. He reached into his jacket and pulled out his cell phone.
“Dean?” he heard Castiel ask. He looked up after he had selected the number he wanted and lifted the phone to his ear.
“Caitlyn – God - just dropped the hint of who can help us,” he replied as he listened to the phone ring for the second time.
One the third ring, the phone was picked up and a groggy voice was heard on the other end. “Hello?”
“Sorry to wake you, Riley-“
“Wha-Dean? Dean Winchester?”
“Do you know another Dean?”
A pause. “I think the head in Nebraska is named Dean, but I know for a fact he doesn’t have a cell phone.”
Dean sighed. “Look, I know it’s the middle of the night and it’s been two years-“
“Where are you guys?” he asked, cutting Dean off.
“Bobby’s place,” he replied.
“Let me wake up the girls. We’ll be there in about half an hour,” Riley responded before the dial tone filled Dean’s ear.
Half an hour later, Dean sat on the couch in Bobby’s living room while Bobby had rolled his chair up to the desk. Castiel stood in the doorway to the room that led out to the hallway. Even from here, Sam’s screams could be heard. Bobby had been stunned to hear about what had happened outside, but approved of the idea of calling in the Davis siblings. Dean knew when they had arrived just by watching Castiel. The angel turned toward the door when Dean thought he had heard several soft ‘pop’s outside. A few seconds later the doorbell rang.
Dean got up from the couch, walked past Castiel, and to the front door. He pulled it open and all three surviving Davis siblings stood on the porch. Riley’s hair appeared to be a little longer, but the man looked pretty much the same. Abigail stood beside him. Her brown hair was shorter than it used to be, but not as short as her now deceased twin had kept it.
On his other side stood Caitlyn, looking the same as she had when he had thought that he had seen her an hour ago. Though instead of smiling, she had her arms crossed over her chest. “You just gonna let us stand out here all night, or are you going to let us in and explain why we had to come over here at two thirty in the morning?”
Dean stepped back to let them in. “You could have just come later.”
“You call me after two years of nothing, in the middle of the night, kind of figured it was important,” Riley said as he followed his sisters into the house. Dean closed the door and led the way to the living room. Though turned back when he realized they had not entered the room. Instead they stood in the hallway staring at Castiel, who stared back at them.
“Meet Castiel,” Dean said as he stopped in the doorway to the kitchen. “And you already know Bobby.”
“So you’re the angel he talked ab-“ Abby cut off when she heard screaming. She frowned slightly before looking at Dean. “Is that Sam?”
Dean glanced over at Bobby before nodding. “Yeah.”
“You kids might as well make yourself comfortable,” Bobby said, rolling out from under the desk and facing them in his chair.
All three Davis siblings looked shocked to see him in a wheelchair. Riley gestured to the chair and looked toward Dean. “When did that happen?”
“Bobby wrestled control of his body away from the demon he was possessed by and stabbed himself instead of Dean.”
Three heads turned toward the angel as he spoke for the first time since they had arrived. Caitlyn then looked toward Bobby. “You can overcome a demon?”
“It was a simple black eyed demon,” Castiel responded, causing her to look back toward the blue eyed angel. “Nowhere near as powerful as Lilith was.”
“’Was?’” Riley repeated.
“So that bitch is dead?” Caitlyn asked, glancing over at Dean. He met her gaze and nodded.
Riley glanced between the two hunters and the angel. “So if Lilith isn’t the reason you called us, what is?”
“Lilith was the final seal and Sam killed her,” Castiel stated.
It took a few seconds for this to be processed, but Dean was able to tell the second they all processed what Castiel had just told them. Three pairs of eyes went wide.
“Oh shit,” Abby muttered.
“Lucifer. You need our help fighting the devil?” Riley asked, his expression showing his shock and disbelief.
“We’re running low on allies,” Bobby said. “We could use all the help we can get.”
Riley looked at Bobby thoughtfully, his eyes lingering on the chair. Though he tore his eyes away from the older man when Castiel spoke again. “Lucifer will destroy the human race. He never cared for humans, nor did he approve of our Father’s decision to give some a power that created the Wizarding World as you know it.”
“So he basically wants to destroy the world,” Abby stated. She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “When will the bad guys pick something more original.”
Caitlyn and Riley glanced at each other before looking toward their sister. “Except Lucifer is, well, Lucifer,” Riley said. “Not some wizard that got too big for his britches.”
Abby rolled her eyes again and walked over to the couch and plopped down on it. “Okay, so we’re dealing with Lucifer and the bitch that possessed Caitlyn and killed Libby is dead. Yet you have not explained why the hell Sam is somewhere in this house screaming like he’s being murdered.”
“Kids down in the panic room in the basement drying out,” Bobby replied.
“Drying out?” Riley asked as Caitlyn crossed the room and sat down beside Abby. “Like alcohol?”
“Demon blood,” said Castiel. Riley, Caitlyn, and Abby looked toward the angel.
“Courtesy of Ruby,” Dean added. “It gave him power and that bitch got him addicted to it. He got clean and was fine until we ran into Famine.”
“’Famine?’” Caitlyn repeated. “So we’re dealing with Lucifer and the four Horsemen.”
“And we got heaven on our asses as well,” Bobby added.
Caitlyn and Riley glanced at each other. “What the hell did you guys do?”
“Simple. They want the apocalypse to happen and we don’t,” Dean said. “And Sam and I are the vessels for Michael and Lucifer. But unlike demons, angels need permission to take over someone.”
“So this time we’re fighting heaven and hell?” Riley asked. Bobby nodded. The Auror sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Lovely.”
“Where is God in all this?” Abby asked, glancing around the room from where she sat beside Caitlyn on the couch.
“We don’t know,” Castiel replied. “It seems he left heaven years ago.”
Caitlyn and Riley both had open mouths as they processed this. Abby stared at the angel. “So God leaves for vacation and the angels decided to throw an apocalypse in his absence?”
Bobby nodded. “Pretty much.”
“But he may not be completely out of the loop,” Dean added.
Castiel reached into his pocket and pulled out an amulet on a black cord. Dean had given it to him just after Lucifer had risen, which had been given to him by Sam when they had been children, and it apparently burned in the presence of God. “This amulet burns in God’s presence, and less than an hour ago, it burned.”
“God was here? Why didn’t he help?” Abby asked.
Castiel studied her for a moment before looking toward Dean. “He did.”
Dean saw three heads turn toward him. “I was outside getting some air, and I thought I was talking to you,” he said, looking at Caitlyn. The young women’s blue eyes went wide and her mouth fell open slightly.
“So you talked to God, who looked like my sister?” Abby asked, looking between Dean and Caitlyn. “Why?”
“He was giving you a hint,” Riley stated. Dean looked toward the Auror. “Telling you to call us for help.”
“Sure seems that way,” Bobby said.
Dean turned his gaze back to Caitlyn, who was looking down at the floor deep in thought. Of the three surviving Davis siblings, why had God taken on her appearance? He could have come as Riley or even Abby? So why had he come as Caitlyn?
He watched as the women’s eyes widened slightly and she looked toward her brother. The beginnings of a smirk were playing at her lips. “Riley, I got an idea.”
“What?” he asked as she stood from the couch, pulling Abby up with her.
“We got to go,” was all that she said as she walked across the room. “We need to figure out if this is going to work?”
“If what is going to work?” Dean asked as the siblings moved toward the front door of the house. He glanced toward Bobby, who shrugged before moving past Castiel and out into the hall. The Davis’s were already at the door and stepping outside. “What’s the idea?”
She grinned. “You’ll see,” she said before she disappeared with a ‘pop.’ Riley and Abby exchanged a look before disappearing as well.
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