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lilbitdepressed27 · 4 months

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Tara Carpenter/ Fem!Reader Supernatural AU

Summary: Heavily inspired by Supernatural also kinda a soulmate AU

Warnings: mentions of death, angst kinda

WC: 5.5k

Authors note: Did someone ask for Supernatural AU? No. Are y'all getting one? Yes. Is it good? That's up to y'all to decide. Hope you guys enjoy and sorry for any mistakes.

"Help!"

"Somebody help me!"

Her dark brown eyes looked around, her body suspended in the air. Hearing what seemed to be thunder rumbling and cries of pain. Her wrist chained up along with her ankles spread out. Hooks going through her shoulders and other parts of her body. The unbearable pain. Her eyes filled with tears, the fear coursing through her body in waves. Remembering where she was. And why.

"Sam?!"

**~~~**

It was dark, she was tired but she couldn't rest. The intermittent screaming prevented her from that. She wasn't sure how much time passed but it felt like she had been here for years now. The pain she felt was agony. Although she wouldn't change what she did. She did this to save her sister. Her big sister.

Sam.

But she remembered being held down by the force of that demon. Jill was going to kill Sam. She'd be dead by that time Jill would go through her plan. She remembered seeing the flash of white before she took that last breath. It had been the last thing she remembered before waking up in hell. Hearing the constant screams had been enough to drive anyone crazy.

One minute she was in hell and the next she was gasping for air. She felt so disoriented. Not knowing what was happening or where she was. She couldn't see anything and she couldn't stand.

"Help!" Her voice coming out raw, dry and scratchy. She felt around in her pockets to find a lighter. She switched it and realized that she had been in a, wooden coffin?

Feeling the bright sun beaming down on her as she gasped for air. She kept digging herself out of the grave she had been in. Resting on her back once she was fully out of the ground. Trying to catch her breath. Feeling like she needed her inhaler but she knew she didn't have it with her. She need to calm herself down. But for some odd reason, she felt like she wasn't alone. Like someone or something was with her. The odd thing, she didn't feel scared. The presence made her feel, safe?

She stood once her breathing was back to normal. Taking in the fallen trees around her. There was no way she had just walked out of hell. Someone had pulled her out. And from what she was seeing, who ever had taken her out had to be way too strong to do something like this.

"What the fuck."

Her mind racing at potential threat of what Sam could have done. The danger Sam could now be in.

Tara had walked for what felt like ever. It was until she arrived to a small gas station. There had been no one. The place completely abandoned of any life. She had downed full water bottles, she had never felt so thirsty. Stopping at the sink to look at herself, a small sense of hesitation hitting her when she gripped the bottom of her shirt before revealing her stomach. Her breath hitching when her stomach and torso showed no signs of scars.

She remembered the pain, her screams as she was being clawed by those hell hounds. There was no traces of her ever going through such pain. She couldn't wrap her head around what was happening. She continued to check herself for any sign of something. Wincing when her fingers connected to something on her shoulder. Lifting the sleeve of the shirt, eyes widening at the burned handprint on her shoulder.

Getting lost in her thoughts trying to figure what demon could do something like this. What demon could be this powerful to drag her out of hell. The more she thought of the question, the greater the fear of what Sam could have done grew.

As she was gathering supplies, there was distant ring growing closer. She did not question it at first, figuring it was the random ring in the ear people get. It wasn't until the static of the tv was turned on, along with the radio. The ringing only growing closer and louder. She moved with a new found energy, trying to cover the windows with salt.

But as the ringing grew closer and louder, she had no choice but to stop and cover her ears. Screaming in pain, feeling like her ear drums were going to burst. The faint noise of the windows bursting and then everything going quiet. She stood up, looking out the broken windows confused. The ringing in her ears continued. She needed to call Sam.

"We're sorry, the number you are trying to reach has been disconnected."

She stood in the phone booth, picking up more of the quarters. Trying another number she knew by memory.

"Hello?"

"Gale?"

"Who is this?"

"It's me."

"Who's me?"

"It's me Tara."

"This isn't funny. Call again and I'll kill you."

She knew calling Gale was a long shot. But Sam wasn't answering. She needed to find a way to Gale's house. Right now she hopped that Gale wouldn't freak out.

Getting to Gale had been easy. Fighting her off and trying to convince her that she was back and very much not a demon. From drinking holy water to cutting herself with a silver knife.

"Tara?"

"Yea It's me Gale, I swear." Feeling her eyes mist with unshed tears. Gale had been the closest thing she had to a mother. Even when they butted heads Tara had so much respect and love for Gale. She had remembered how devastated and angry Gale had been when she found out about her deal. The deal she made to save Sam.

To feel the arms of someone she saw as a mother wrapped around her in a tight hug had her almost burst into tears.

"God Tara. How the hell are you even alive?" Gale hugged the shorter girl in a deathly tight grip. The anguish she felt had been nothing compared to how she found Sam that day. To see Tara in such a state had her almost making a deal. "Tara, you were dead, your chest had caved in and your insides were basically scrambled. Not to mention you've been buried for four months. Even if you did some how slip out of hell and back into your body-"

"I know, I should look like Taylor did in that look what you made me do video." Tara moved to sit in a chair at the table. Gale moving to sit in front of her. "Where is Sam anyway? I've tried calling her phone."

"I don't know, after we buried you she kinda dropped from the map. I haven't been able to reach or find her."

"What? Gale you guys were supposed to look out for each other."

"I tried Tara. But these past months have been hard. After we buried you, Sam wanted to be left alone. I tried reaching her but she didn't want to be reached." The days after the burial Sam had, changed. Gale had tried to keep it together. But losing Tara had left a hole in their little dysfunctional family.

"I'm assuming Sam didn't want me salted and burned."

"Yea, she said you'd need your body for when she found a way to bring you back."

Tara looked at the older woman. The first thing that came to her mind, what she got was, 'what the hell did Sam do?' She had done the same when that asshole had stabbed Sam and killed her. It was the whole reason why she was taken to hell in the first place. She couldn't imagine what Sam had felt to be held up by Jill as she became the dogs chew toy. To feel helpless as she died a slow painful death.

But if she was here, alive and breathing. That means Sam had succeeded in making a deal. A deal that will have Sam facing the same fate she did, and she couldn't have that.

You had been tasked a simple job. To bring back the young Carpenter sister. It had been easy. Pulling her out was the easy part. To actually interact with the girl had been a lot harder. You had tried when she was at the gas station. And then in the motel room. You had underestimated your powers and felt awful. There wasn't a good moment to make your presence known since then.

Another part of your task was to also keep an eye on the older sister. You had personally thought what she was doing was better than what hunters usually do. Samantha had taken her own powers and used them for good. Being able to save the victim from the possession of a demon. You had seen the out come of what old hunters had been doing. Their own type of way of getting rid of the demons. It always ended with the victims death. But with Samantha it had been different. Even though she had demon blood coursing through her veins. You saw the good she was trying to do.

Samantha was different. What she stood for opened so many doors, for her kind. And there was more, it was change in the war that was to come.

Change, was something your boss had been afraid of.

You had felt the tension between the Carpenter sisters the moment you had returned to them. You had missed out on their heart felt reunion. Although you had felt the love they had for each other even from a far. After updating your superior you had been returned, now it was your chance to make your presence known. The opportunity showed it self when the Tara Carpenter and Gale Weathers tried to summon you.

"Are you sure you casted the spell right?"

You heard the young hunter say. It was then you pushed the doors to farm open. The lights flickered from above, some bursting from the amount of energy coursing through them. You had not been surprised when the two hunters were quick to shoot at you. The salt bullets did nothing, the silver bullets that the young Carpenter shot at you, nor the silver knife Weathers stabbed you with.

You did not want to harm anyone, but you had to speak to the younger woman. With a touch to the older woman's forehead, she was redeemed unconscious. You looked back at the hunter, you were quick to disarm her of her gun. Putting the weapon down on the side table.

"Please, I do not wish to cause any harm." You held up your hands. Knowing this was a sign of mercy. The skeptical look the girl did not go unnoticed.

"Who the hell are you?"

"I am the one who raised you from perdition."

"What?"

Your wings were big, long, white. Something that you were proud of. The shocked and in awe look took over took her facial features. The hunter stood speechless, her eyes never leaving your wings. You had never interacted with a human after death. After you died you had been given small tasks, preventing things or helping other angels in big tasks. Being an angels was something you never could have imagined. You could only remember so much from your past life.

With everything going on, you had proven to your superior you were up for this task. Even though you sometimes didn't agree with what they did or how they handled things. You still did your own duty. Helping people was something you loved to do. Even when you were alive. Now that you could remember.

"You're an Angel? There's no such thing."

"Miss.Carpenter you have slayed demons, warlocks, witches, monsters and more. But angels you deny they are real, even when one is standing in front of you. Why?" The flickering in farm had stopped, you had stopped the flickering. Standing at a distance from the shorter girl, hopefully showing her you meant no harm.

"If you're an angel and there is a god, where the hell have you been? Cause down here hasn't really been sunshine and rainbows." The anger she know felt was growing. Even though the angel was, cute, she couldn't help but to remember all the innocent lives they've lost throughout the years. Or all the shit she had to go through. Or how she lost her dad at such a young age. Or how she had to grow up hunting evil monsters. Or how she also lost her mother. Or how she had gone to hell.

All these years, evil had always been present. Never a day without incident evil showed its ugly face. But good? God? Angels? Any signs of their being a Heaven.

Absent.

"I am sorry, I do not have the answers you are looking for, I was ordered to save you and make contact with you." You had asked yourself the same question. It hadn't been long you had been human and praying for a way you could be saved. But you had been killed. Tortured and killed. Your prayers had gone unanswered. But now here you were, an angel.

"Make contact? That was you at the fill up joint and motel?" Tara still couldn't believe it, or she wouldn't believe it. There was a big part of her that wanted to believe in something good. But how could she, after everything that's happened to her. How?

"I am sorry, it was my first time contacting a human since, well since I, perished."

"You're not, possessing someone?"

"No, this is my body. Now I am sure you have questions. Please, I am here to help you and your sister. May I sit?" With nod coming from her you pulled the chair that was pushed to the side and sat down. You knew, the hunter was still being cautious.

Tara looked at you. She wished she could read minds. But she couldn't. What she could do was study you. The way you looked around. Your eyes. They held an innocence that she couldn't explain. There was something about you that had her believing she could trust you. Part of her, wanted to believe that you were the one to save her, that you were an angel. But if anything life as a hunter has taught her was never trust a supernatural being. And unfortunately you were one.

"Why save me?" The question had been on her mind ever since she got out. She knew that what ever had taken her out had been strong enough to scare everyone. Demons and hunters. Even the little demon her sister was seeing had been scared. That was still something she couldn't get used to. A good demon? She knew better, but Sam trusted him.

"Orders from my lord, you are the key into stopping this war Ms.Carpenter."

"War? What war? If you're talking about the devils gates. We closed them." Tara looked at the angel, her eyes kept on going to the wings. Then your eyes. The odd feeling of warmth and familiarity was starting to grow the longer she looked at you. The feeling of seeing you from somewhere was strong. But she couldn't place your face anywhere.

"Greed, Envy, Wrath, Gluttony, Lust, Pride. Do you know what those are?" You named off, you waited patiently for her to response.

"Of course I do. It's the six deadly sins. Whats that gotta do with anything?" Tara spoke her defensive stance never faltering.

"Everything. Those demons were able to escape hell when the gates opened. Along with other dangerous powerful demons. And every single one of them is trying to break the 66 seals, to free Lucifer from hell." You repeated what you had been told plenty of times. You had tried to stop the demons from opening any seals. You knew you were strong enough. But you had not been ordered to. Which you couldn't understand why.

"What?! Lucifer? Like the actual devil?" Her defense was completely gone now. When she had been down there, she had only heard of Lucifer. Never seeing him or hearing him. But everyone down there had been talking about him. the stories she heard. It was enough for her to not want to meet the guy.

"Yes, so far sixteen seals have been opened-What?! What the hell have you guys been doing? Aren't you powerful, strong enough to stop them? Why the hell are you coming to me?"

"I do as am told. I have not received any orders on stopping any seals from being opened. I was told that you were the one to stop the war from happening. It was why I was ordered to save you." That had still not sat well with you. She was right. Why haven't you been ordered. Though, your superior, Wayne had not ordered you to.

A scoff left her lips, "Me? And please tell me how am I mere mortal supposed to stop the freaking apocalypse from happening?"

"You will learn. I'm here to help you in any way that I can."

"What do you mean?" Your fellow angle sister asked. Anika had stayed by your side since you had woken up. She had become more than just a best friend. A sister. Someone you knew you could trust.

"They are not telling us everything. Wayne has been acting, strange. He says and does things that are, strange. Have you heard of any news from our lord?" You had been trying to get in contact with another angel, Dewey. He had helped train you. He was also a well respected angel. He was one of the five angels, that had actually met the lord. But you had not been able to reach him.

After your meeting with Tara. You had promised to stay in contact. With a nod of understanding from her, you left. You had gone straight to Anika. Telling her about your encounter with the one that will save the human race from extinction.

"You can't be questioning them like that Y/n it's dangerous. You know what happened to the last angel that started asking questions. Just please be careful. Stop asking questions. I can't lose you to."

You looked into your sisters eyes. Seeing the grief of what she lost. Who she lost.

Tara had been left, awestruck? Even after she explained everything to Gale and Sam. She couldn't stop thinking about the angel. There was no reason for her to doubt it. She saw the wings. The beautiful white wings. Going as far as to heal the hand mark that was on her shoulder. The warmth coming from you had been, heart warming? Like a missing piece that she mad been missing in her puzzle.

They had done everything they knew on how to kill anything supernatural but the angel had stayed standing. Something she's never seen before. She couldn't deny it. There was something in her, a pull of sorts. Something she couldn't explain. She didn't voice that to Sam just yet.

Like expected Sam and Gale couldn't believe it. She had told them everything the angel had told her.

"An angel?"

"Are you sure Tara?"

"Well it would explain why the demons are scared. You heard Richie no demon could be strong enough to take me out. Shit she even healed the mark she left on my shoulder. I've hunted demons and supernatural shit far longer than you have Sam and I've never seen one do that." She sat down on one of the chairs in the room looking at Sam and Gale.

"Plus there's something about her, something familiar. Like I've seen her before but I can't remember where." It had been bothering her since she had seen the angel.

"Well what's her name?"

Damn. How could she forget to ask for the angels name.

"You forgot to ask for the angels name?" Gale looked at the younger girl in disbelief and bit of humor.

"Shut up. I was pretty occupied processing that angels, heaven. God, are real."

"Well you said she would stay in contact. Right? How do you contact her?" Sam had been looking in every book that had to do with "heaven". But she had came up empty. Not even the Bible was helping.

"Uh I don't know. I don't know even know her name. How am I-Hello."

At the sound of the sudden voice it had all three hunters alarmed and ready to fight. Turning around at the sound of the voice to see a tall y/hc haired woman standing there rocking a bit on her heals. Offering a smile and a small wave.

Tara couldn't help but to think the action was adorable. Shaking her head slightly at the thought.

"Wow." The two other hunters said simultaneously. The wide eyed eyes as they kept their gaze never leaving the wings of the angel.

"Samantha Carpenter. Gale Weathers. Nice to meet you."

The two hunters stood there, their jaws dropped.

"Uh are they alright?" You know directed your gaze to the shorter hunter. She rolled her eyes at the two older woman. Slapping both of them upside the head.

"Yea they're fine. Just never seen an angel before." Tara looked back at the angel. Her eyes connecting with your soft y/ec ones. That feeling returned. The feeling of familiarity, that pull in her heart.

"So what's your name. You said you were once human do you remember anything from your life when you were alive? How did you die? Did you become an angel right away? How's heaven? Did you meet god? Are you-Gale! That's enough." Tara couldn't tell if the look you had on your face was one of discomfort or sadness.

"It's okay Ms.Carpe-Tara is just fine." The sound of her last name coming out of your mouth made her feel something she wasn't sure if she liked.

"Tara." You offered her a small smile. "It's okay. I'm here to answer any questions you must have." You directed your attention back to the older woman. "To answer your questions, I don't remember most of my past life. Just that I was killed. My journey as an angel did start after my death. And no. I haven't met god."

Killed? You were killed? She had more questions about that. Who would have dared someone like you. Yes she didn't know you, but something was telling her she did know you. Who would dare hurt, let alone kill you.

"Now. I'm here to give you some information on the six deadly sins. I'm here to offer my services." You took out your book from your coat. You had taken notes. From spying on the deadly sins. "May I sit?" You asked, remembering all the drills and rules that Wayne drilled into your head.

"Yea of course." Tara sat next to you, Sam to your left and Gale right in front of you. You placed the book on the small table.

"Okay, they held down at the bar ten miles from here. It's only them, but they have taken humans as their bodies. They are known for being vicious and cruel. But like any other demon. Their weaknesses are the usual."

"Why are we the ones to do this again. How is Tara supposed to stop the apocalypse from happening?" Sam asked as she looked down at the note book. The hand writing was neat but what bothered her was the way the angel was acting. You were obviously holding back.

"I'm not sure. I was not informed of how she was supposed to, just that she was destin to." You wished you knew more. But you couldn't keep asking, searching for the answers that were going unanswered to your questions. But you'd end up like Anika's lover. No one knew what happened to Mindy.

But as you looked into the brown eyes, the familiarity was there. Like you knew her. You couldn't let anything happen to her. If keeping her safe meant putting yourself in danger. It was a risk you were willing to make.

"But I will find out. I will be with you every step of the wa-Now Y/n. You know you shouldn't tell lies."

You felt yourself tense at the voice. Standing up and facing Wayne.

"Now this is the girl to save human kind. A little small don't you think."

"Wayne she's stronger-Ha. Y/n you will speak when spoken to. You know the rules." You felt your scars burning as you looked down. Feeling your wings tucking in further into your body.

"Who the hell are you?"

"You dare speak to me like that child. I'm an angel of the lord. You will show me respect. Y/n may have been the one to pull you out of hell but know this, I can send you right back."

He was lying. You knew as much. There was a reason you were the only one to be able to pull Tara out. Anika told you as much. She had heard elder angels talking. He couldn't do anything to Tara, not without killing the one who took her out of hell.

"Look here dipshit. We don't answer to you. From the looks of it. You need us more than we need you." Tara argued her harden gaze never wavering. She hated how he spoke to you. How you went from being open and smiling to almost curling into your self. Your wings weren't free either. They were tense.

"Humans. Such fools. You'll be the end of your precious humanity. Y/n let's go." He now faced you. You failed to meet his gaze.

"Y/n stays." She had remembered what you said. How she was "in charge of her guardian" which happened to be you. At the sight of your eyes widen as you looked at her. Your gaze then going to the older angel. She saw the anger. But he was gone without a word.

You were in so much trouble.

"Are you in trouble? If you go back, will you be...punished?" She was afraid to ask. Part of her didn't want to know the answer. The way you were when that man showed up, it was something she didn't like to see.

"Do you want the truth?" You were in her car. Your wings tucked away in a vest. It was uncomfortable but it would have to do.

"Yes."

"Most likely. Heaven isn't as, peaceful as you'd assume. Especially now. Things are more tense. Angels are being trained harder than ever and elder angels want no failures." You looked back at the bar. The plan was simple but dangerous. Lead the demons back to the trap house and exorcise them.

"I'm sorry-It's not your fault. I'm used to it now." You spoke softly. Your heaven experience had its ups and downs. Unfortunately there was usually only downs.

The car got quiet. Before Tara spoke again. "Do you really not remember anything from when you were alive?" It was a question she had been wanting to ask. The name Y/n. It held such a special place in her heart. In her memory. Her Y/n. She had met people with the same name. But no one could compare to her Y/n.

"There are some moments I get this weird feeling of deja vu. Moments were I start to remember something before the feeling is gone. I just remember how died. And that's it."

"Can I ask how you died? You don't have to answer that if you're not comfortable."

"Uh I was trapped in a room for a long time. I think I was kidnapped. They beat me. Tortured me in every way imaginable. I remember feeling so much pain. Before it was gone and then I felt nothing. You asked me when we first met. Where was god? That was a question I asked myself so many times in that room. It's a question I still haven't found an answer to."

Tara couldn't stop the nagging feeling of familiarity. Why did she feel this way for you. Why did you have to go through such pain. She wanted nothing more than find the people who did that to you and make them suffer. Suffer a worse death. A long painful death.

"I—It's time." The interruption could have not been at a worse time. Tara looked forward to see Sam and Gale high tailing it out of the bar. She started her own car and drove fast to the trap house.

You could hope the plan would work.

"Oh a little angel. How sweet. I'll be the one to kill you. Take your head to Lucifer myself-" Tara moved to shove the holy water down the demons throat. Saying the familiar Latin words. Watching as the demon chocked on the water before being sent back to hell.

She watched as you did your own little thing. Completely oblivious to the threat that had been behind you. Watching as you took down Lust and sent her back to hell effortlessly.

"Thank you Tara. I knew you were behind Pride." You smiled in thanks at the shorter girl. The plan had been successful. Sending all six demons back to hell.

Tara couldn't help her own little smile showing at the sight of your smile. You had such a beautiful smile. "Eh gotta watch my guardian's back, don't I." She teased. Only admitting to herself that she liked seeing you blush.

"Well that's one seal we stopped."

"Yes great work, i will have to research on where the other seals are located. Please be safe, I will be in contact." Before you could leave. A warm hand took a hold of yours. The sudden shock had you startled. It was obvious it had also startled Tara.

"You be careful as well. Come back to me, us when you can or feel in danger okay?" She felt her own cheeks get warm at her slip up. She couldn't help herself. There was something about you that just brought it out.

"I will. I'll see you soon."

And like that you were gone.

"I did some research on Y/n. I couldn't get her face out of my mind."Sam said as she sat down in front of Tara.

"You to? I swear I've seen her before."

"You have, remember when you were like six? And there was that little boy who kept on bullying you?" Sam had spent almost a week researching the name Y/n. But the more she searched. She had found the answers she was looking for.

"Yea and a girl protected me she-No! There's no way. That can't be the Y/n I used to got to school with. My Y/n she's okay. She's fine. She was going to be-Tara. Y/n Y/Ln was kidnapped at the age of eighteen. She was found dead a year later." Sam's own eyes filled with tears at the sight of the distraught look on her sister's face. She knew how in love Tara was with Y/n. Before she left Tara and their mom for college, she had seen how in love Tara had been. Remembering the phone call when Tara had called her crying saying that she wasn't going to be able to see Y/n again due to the family business.

"No. She was supposed to be safe Sam. She was supposed to live her life. Mom promised me she would be safe." The sobs that escaped her lips were not preventable. The reality that you had died without her knowing had her guilt building. You had been dead for the past six years and she didn't even know.

She had just assumed that you were out in the world living your life helping people like you had wanted to.

Now that she knew who you were. She was dying to see you again. The past two weeks had gone by slow. Too slow. The need to see you grew with every passing day. She needed to see you. But you had been quiet since that day in the trap house. She has tried to call you. (Calling out your name was apparently how she did it.) But you had not appeared like before.

"Are you Tara Carpenter?"

Tara snapped her head at the sudden voice. Seeing an angel but not the one she was hoping for. This angel was shorter. Probably a few inches taller than herself. Hair at a shoulder length. "Who's asking?"

"My name is Anika. I am an angel of the lord. I'm here to ask for your help."

"My help? Help with what?"

"Y/n is missing. She always stays in contact with me. But the past week she has gone silent. I worry that my sister may be in trouble." Anika had tried just about everything to find you. But it was like you had disappeared from the face of the earth. It was like what happened to her soulmate all over again.

"What?! Why wait a fucking week to tell me?!" The worry and that pull in her heart grew. You were missing. And she didn't know, again.

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