Sammy, The Witch and The Badass | By : MsMKT86 Category: Supernatural > Crossovers Views: 1172 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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“Hey Bonnie.” Sam said, sitting on the coffee table in front of her. “Maybe you should go talk to Dean.”
“I don't know. He's mad.” Bonnie said.
“Go.” Elena said pushing her forward. Bonnie walked slowly toward the kitchen. Dean looks up when he hears her footstep. He rolls his eyes, when he sees it's her.
“What do you want Bonnie?” Dean said sitting at the kitchen table.
“To apologize. I really am sorry that I assumed you weren't human. My visions aren't exact.” Bonnie explained, sitting at the table next to him. The pair sat in silence for a while.
“Who's Klaus?” Dean finally asked, breaking the silence.
“Who's Alastair?” Bonnie asked. The two laughed at the others stubbornness. “I really am sorry Dean.”
“Don't worry about it.” Dean said finally looking at her soft brown eyes. “And I don't hate you.”
“That's good to know. So does that mean you're going to let me help you?” Bonnie asked with a smile.
“Yeah.” Dean said with a crooked smile.
“Ok! Well this talisman. I have no idea what this writing is, but I think I know someone who might.” Bonnie said taking the talisman out of her pocket and examining it.
“It's Enochian.” Dean stated.
“Enochian? Can you translate it?” Bonnie asked.
“No.” Dean answered.
“Well hell.” Bonnie said, causing Dean to chuckle.
“Did you see anything when you touched it?” Dean asked watching her examine the stone.
“No. Nothing. I'm guessing that whatever was on the stone or in it, all went into you when you first touched it.” Bonnie explained.
“Fuck me.” Dean muttered.
“There's something inside it.” Bonnie said.
“What?” Dean asked.
“Here look. Something diamond shaped.” Bonnie said handing him the talisman.
“Hmph.” Dean said. “Never noticed that.”
“I'll take this and I'll be back later.” Bonnie said getting up from the table.
“Sam and I are coming.” Dean said getting up to following her back into the living room.
“Uh, no that's ok.” Bonnie said.
“What's ok?” Elena asked.
“Sam and Dean want to come with us.” Bonnie said, widening her eyes.
“Oh no, you guys don't have to come.” Elena said.
“What's going on?” Sam asked. “What are you hiding?”
“Hiding? Nothing, but I'm supposed to be helping. I can't let you guys help.” Bonnie said.
“Sam here, he's excellent with research.” Dean said smiling.
“Uh, no that's really ok.” Bonnie said.
“Bonnie, whether you say yes or no, we're going to follow you.” Dean said.
“Fine.” Bonnie conceded.
“Awesome! We'll be in the car.” Dean said. Sam followed him out.
“What the hell are we going to do?” Elena asked.
“Deal with the problems as they come. I don't know but there is no way that Stefan and Damon are going to be comfortable with two hunters in their house.” Bonnie answered.
“I could call them. Ask them to be on their best behavior.” Elena said.
“I doubt it would matter.” Bonnie said grabbing her purse and a few grimoires.
“Let's go! I'm not going to uncurse myself!” The girls heard Dean yell as he honked the horn.
“Shit. Let's just go.” Bonnie said, locking the front door behind them.
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When Elena and Bonnie parked in front of the boarding house they both bolted from the car. They didn't look back. Sam and Dean parked behind them and entered in after them.
“What the hell?” Dean said appearing in the doorway. Bonnie looked up from where she was standing and mouthed an apology. “What can we do?”
“Uh, nothing.” Bonnie said.
“Come on. The things my brother can do on the internet.” Dean teased. Bonnie just gave him and annoyed look and returned to her book. Before Dean could speak again Sam interrupted.
“Dean just help me look through this.” Sam said holding up a grimoire and plopping down on the leather couch. Dean rolled his eyes and joined his brother.
“So who are you?” Dean said turning around to face Bonnie and the tall bearded man she was standing next to.
“I'm Alaric Saltzman.” he answer.
“Alaric?” Dean said in a snarky tone.
“Uh yeah. Just call me Ric.” he said with a smirk before turning back to help Bonnie.
“Right Ric.” Dean muttered. As he mindlessly turned the pages of the grimorie on his lap he turned as someone greeted Ric.
“Hey Ric.” the male said.
“Hey.” Ric answered.
“Good afternoon. I'm Stefan Salvatore.” the man said holding his hand out to Sam.
“Oh, hey. I'm Sam Winchester and this is my brother Dean.” Sam said standing and shaking Stefan's hand.
“Dean.” Stefan said holding his hand out.
“Stefan. Nice house.” Dean said shaking his hand.
“Thank you. Make yourself at home.” Stefan said with a smile. He left the brothers on the couch and joined Elena, who was standing by the window.
“Hey, so what's going on with that guy?” Stefan asked her in a low tone.
“He's cursed. He had this talisman that did this to him. Bonnie and Ric are trying to translate what's written on it.” Elena said.
“Hey Stefan.” Dean said, never removing his eyes from the book in his lap. “The next time you want to know something about me. Just ask me.”
“Of course.” Stefan said nodding his head forward. He turned back to Elena with his brow furled, “Is he a vampire?”
“No, but Stefan, he's been to Hell.” Elena said quietly.
“What do you mean?”
“He's been to real actual Hell.”
“How do you know?” Stefan asked.
“Bonnie saw it when she touched him.” Elena explained.
“Would he be willing to talk about it?” Stefan asked.
“No. I doubt it.” Elena said shaking her head no.
“Well I'm going to help Bonnie and Ric.” Stefan said, hugging her.
“Wait.” Elena said, not letting him go. “They're hunters.”
“Are you sure?” Stefan asks, still holding her.
“Yes. They told us. They know Bonnie's a witch.”
“Well let's make sure that's all they learn.” Stefan said squeezing her one last time before joining the others.
After twenty minutes or so of trying to crack the stone open and Stefan secretly trying to break it, the three began to work on the translation. It's quiet except for the murmuring in the corner.
“Who are you?” Dean hears a voice said.
“Uh, I'm Sam and this is my brother Dean.” Sam answered.
“Damon Salvatore.” the man said as he strutted down the couple of stairs into the living room. “What are you doing in my house?”
“Oh uh, my brother is cursed and Bonnie's helping us.” Sam answered.
“Is she now?” Damon asked with a suspicious tone.
“Damon.” Stefan said in a stern voice. Damon just shrugged. He walked across the living room, keeping complete eye contact with Dean with the entire time.
“So gang, what are we working on?” Damon asked, his voice containing a feigned chipperness
“They're hunters, Damon.” Stefan said his voice low. “Just chill out and don't get on anyone's nerves.”
“Come on brother. When have I ever done that?” Damon said, raising his eyebrows. He grabbed the blue stone off the middle of the table.
“Don't bother. I already tried to break it.” Stefan said glancing up from his laptop.
“Well I think the O negative I had earlier might beg to differ.” Damon said. He put the stone between his hands and tried to crush the stone. After several minutes she threw the talisman back on the pile of books. “Damn.”
“I think it's still magicked.” Bonnie said.
“That would make sense.” Ric said. “But this Enochian is really hard to translate. It'll probably take a few days.”
“Well this is all great, but it's getting late and I should be getting back to your Grams'” Dean said interrupting their conversation.
“Wait. Dean, I need to know exactly what's happening to you.” Bonnie said walking over to him.
“I told you. I go crazy.” Dean explained.
“But what does that mean?” Bonnie questioned.
“That's everything.” Dean said.
“No. It's not.” Sam chimed in.
“What are you talking about?” Dean asked his brother.
“That's not everything. It's not just that you go crazy.” Sam said. “Look, it's like your wild. If I don't barricade you in a room it's seems like if you get out, you'd kill the entire town.”
“What?” Dean asked shocked. “Why haven't you told me this before, Sammy?”
“I didn't want you to freak out before we knew what were dealing with.” Sam answered. “It's bad Dean. Your face changes. I don't recognize you.”
“Well fuck.” Dean said plopping down on the couch.
“Dean we should go.” Sam said. “Before the sun goes all the way down.”
“Guys it's to late.” Elena said turning away from the window. When she turned to face Dean she saw something familiar. “Stefan!” Stefan ran to Dean and saw his own face looking back at him. Dean's face had transformed.
“Dean!” Sam yelled at his brother sudden change. He made a move toward him but Stefan yelled at him.
“No Sam stop. Damon, Ric help me!” Stefan called to the other two men. They both ran over to Stefan's aid. When Damon grabbed Dean by the arms he turned to look at him.
“Shit! Stefan why didn't you tell me?” Damon said angrily.
“Shut up Damon. Let's just get him to the basement.” Stefan said grabbing the thrashing Dean's legs.
“Fine.” Damon said. When Ric went to lend a hand, Damon shook his head no. “Keep Sasquatch up here.”
“Alright. I'll be down in a few.” Ric said as the brothers disappeared. “You can't go. Just stay here. I'll be back.” Sam still tried to get past him. “Sam, trust me. Just wait here.” Sam finally stopped. He breathing was labored and he began pacing.
“Go!” he yelled at Ric. The nodded and took off after the Salvatore brothers.
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“I'm here” Ric yelled.
“Finally.” Damon said. “We just threw him in and shut the door.”
“What the hell is that talisman?” Stefan asked.
“I don't know but we need to figure it out.” Ric said handing the vervain dart to Stefan.
“Why don't we just give him blood?” Damon asked. Ric and Stefan just look at him. “What? That's what he wants.”
“We're not giving him blood, Damon.” Stefan said opening the door to the cellar. Dean charged him and Stefan stabbed him with the vervain dart. Dean growled and then slumped to the ground. Stefan threw the dart back to Ric and sat Dean up against the wall. “We'll be back later.”
“We're going to have to vervain him again.” Ric said as the three men returned upstairs.
“Yeah. He's really strong.” Stefan answered.
“What the hell is going on?” Sam said running over to them as they returned to the living room. Ric handed Sam the vervain dart. “What is this?” he asked examining the metal cylinder.
“It's a vervain dart.” Ric answered.
“What's it for?” Sam questioned.
“Your brother's a vampire.” Damon said nonchalantly, as he poured a drink. He heard Sam's sharp inhale, “Oh don't worry. My brother's one too.” Damon said raising eyebrows as he gave Sam a crooked smile.
“Damon.” Ric said. “Look Sam, Damon's telling you the truth. We're going to try to fix it.”
“I have to kill him.” Sam muttered. When he looked up and saw Stefan, “I have to kill you.”
“Come on Sammy.” Damon said, taking a swig of his drink. “No one's going to kill anyone's brother.”
“It's Sam.” he yelled. “You're brother is a monster. And Dean would rather die than be a monster.” Damon moved to a blur in front of Sam and took him down to the ground. He held him down and allowed him to see his face change.
“Look at me Sam.” Damon said as the large man beneath him tried to struggle out. Damon grabbed his face and look him in the eye, “Listen. Your brother is a vampire and you're cool with it.”
“I'm cool with it.” Sam said in a monotone.
“That's right. And you're not going to try to kill me or Stefan either.” Damon said, compelling Sam.
“I won't kill you or Stefan.” Sam's monotone voice muttered.
“You're going to let us help you fix him.” Damon said.
“I'm going to let you help.” Sam said.
“Good, now get up.” Damon said helping Sam off the floor.
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