#i genuinely believe miss Ruth just wanted girls to know they could be something else
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The Little Angel
Sonny side
Ariel had been working to find her fellow angels, but in her off time she would visit the Winchesters, she found hunting interesting and wanted to know more.
This was one of those times, she had popped in just as the Winchester were headed off on a case. It was at a boys home that Dean was in for a bit as a teen.
The impala pulls into the driveway of the large old victorian home, nestled deep in the country.
Ariel climbs out with her usual smile on her face, Sam and Dean were talking about how Dean never told Sam he was in a boys home. The three walk up to the door, Dean taking the lead as he knows the place, and knocking.
A woman answers the door, she's in a blue dress with a cross necklace hanging down on her breast.
“What can I do for you boys?” She asks folding her arms.
“Hey, I’m Dean, this is my brother Sam and this is our friend Ariel” Dean tells her, “were old buddies of Sonny’s”
“Prison buddies?” The woman asks.
Dean coughs and shakes his head, “you mind telling him we are here”.
“I’ll go get him” She nods us in. She stops and points at our shoes, “I just mopped”
Ariel smiles and kicks off her boots, the brother doing the same.
“So Sonny’s an ex con?” Sam pipes up as they remove their footwear.
“What and we’re such angels?” Dean fires back.
Ariel quirks her brow at the statement and Dean remembers there is an actual angel right beside him. He smiles nervously and holds the door open for her.
They walk in and to their right is a living room, Dean seemed to stare at the room with a fond look. Ariel grinned lopsided, knowing he must be recalling memories from when he was here.
A man with a kind smile and handlebar mustache walks out from an adjoining room to the living room.
“Hey, D-dog” He grinned, Dean sharing the happy expression, embracing the man in a hug.
Sonny releases Dean and sees Sam first Ariel finding herself hidden next to Dean now, “you must be Sam” Sonny shakes his hand.
“Good to meet you” Sam greets
“Back at ya brother” Sonny smiles, then turns back to Dean, seeing the girl who is now visible, “this your wife?” Sonny asks Dean.
Who’s jaw goes slack and looks to Ariel, loss for words, “oh um ha, no don’t got one of those this..this is Ariel...my-Our friend, friend of ours”.
Sonny eyes the boy, biting back a smirk.
“Well in any case, it is a pleasure to meet you Ariel” Sonny gently shakes her hand.
“So” Dean cuts off still feeling the tension that Sonny created when he thought Ariel was Dean’s wife, “the farm looks good”.
“Please man it's barely standing” Sonny shakes his head, “only got a hand full of kids working here now”.
“Why’s that?” Ariel asks genuinely.
“Cause nowadays they would rather incarcerate a boy then redeem him” Sonny explains.
Sam crosses his arms, “Sonny, do you mind if we talk alone” he speaks lowly as the woman who answered the door is just in the other room.
Sonny nods, “Hey Ruth would you please go check on the boys?” Sonny asks her.
She nods and leaves, looking the guests over once more.
“Alright, so what’s happening?” Dean asks getting down to the real business”.
“Well” Sonny begins, “you remember Jack don’t ya?”
Dean nods, “ya, tough old leather neck”.
“Ya” Sonny confirms, “well somehow that rusty old broken down tractor roared to life and ran him over the other night”.
“Maybe it slipped out of park or something?” Sam asked trying to go the rational route first.
Sonny shook his head right away, “couldn’t have” he blows out air, “I never believed any of this stuff you boys are into, but something ain’t right”.
“What you mean” Sam asks again.
“Well, things just..started happening, lights flickering, strange scratching sounds coming from inside the walls, windows and doors slamming” Sonny lists off.
Dean nods, “alright, can you round up the boys well we take a look around”
“Should be no problem” Sonny agrees, going off to do just that.
Dean pauses, “why don’t you take the house, i’ll check out the barn” Dean tells Sammy, leaving Ariel without a job.
“Dean” She says, catching his attention before he gets to the door, “should I go with one of you?”
Dean stutters as he thinks, but Sam speaks first.
“Why don’t you go with Dean, Barn’s bigger than the house”, Sam nods her off towards Dean. Who may or may not still be caught up on the fact that Sonny thought Ariel was his wife. I mean Sam was there too, Ariel could have been Sam’s wife, hell Sonny could have though she was a sister, why did he go for she was Dean’s wife.
Ariel and Dean walk out to the barn in silence, Ariel happy to learn more about hunting, content following Dean and helping when asked or needed.
The barn is dark when Dean pushes open the door, enclosing them in the darkness by shutting the door behind them. The tractor the ran over Jack was right near the doors, chains and other equipment hanging on walls and from the ceiling.
Dean pulls and EMF reader from his coat pocket, as soon as it’s on it lights up.
Ariel ‘hmms’, “let’s hope it’s feeling friendly..and not in a killing mood” she speaks staring at the lit up metor.
Dean looks at her from the corner of his eye, eyebrow raised then turns back looking into the depths of the barn, “where the hell are ya Casper”.
He stuffs the EMF reader back in his jacket and beings walking further into the barn, Ariel confidently hot on his trail.
Only a few steps in and the duo hear a sound. They share a look, neither being able to figure out what it is at first, but as they take a few more steps they identify it as crying.
“Hello” Dean calls out sternly when they reach the back part of the barn.
Ariel swats his arm and Dean jumps unsure why. He sees her looking at a light bulb that's hanging down, swinging. She looks at him and walks over to it, grabbing it and stilling it.
“Hello?” Ariel calls out again, voice softer than Dean’s, the crying sounds like a child, but it could very well be a ghost child.
“Anybody here?” Dean calls after, voice rough, especially in comparison to hers.
They hear and feel the shift in air like something is behind them. Dean and Ariel turn in sync, and standing behind them is a little boy with glasses.
Dean seems tense by the sudden appearance but Ariel smiles widely and kindly.
“Hey kid what are you doing here by yourself?” Dean asks him, suspiciously.
“Fighting monsters” The boy speaks up.
Ariel pulls her lips in tight line, hiding a smile, looking at Dean, cause that is exactly why they are there.
“What kind of monsters?” Dean asks.
“All sorts” The boy holds up the actions figure in his hand, “with Bruce the monster smasher”.
Dean lets out a quick, ‘hmm’ and loosens up, it’s just a kid, “is that a cape?”.
Dean questions, adding on, “that’s a little impractical for smashing monsters”.
The little boy presses a button on the action figure and the doll speaks in a electronic tough voice, “I clobber evil”.
Dean and Ariel chuckle at it, then pause.
“I’m Dean” Dean introduces himself, sticking out his hand for the kid to shake. The kid looks nervous, shrinking away, but shakes Dean’s hand nonetheless, but only holding onto Dean’s fingers.
“Timmy” he tells Dean and Ariel.
Ariel finds herself smiling at the interaction, she loves children.
Dean sucks in a breath, bending down closer to Timmy, “let’s try that again”, he squats down, “your gonna be a man, your gonna learn to shake like a man”.
Dean sticks his hand out again, “so, give me your best kung fu grip”.
Timmy takes Dean’s hand, properly this time.
“Good” Dean encourages, “now look me in the eye, show me you mean business ,and shake as hard as you can”
Timmy does so.
“That’s it” Dean congratulates the boy.
Timmy then looks to Ariel, who he has not met yet.
She squats down beside Dean, “Hello Timmy, my name is Ariel”.
Timmy shakes her hand just like Dean told him too.
“Wow that’s some grip there” she comments on his strength, even though he didn’t actually hurt her, he couldn’t.
“Ya don’t have to be so firm when you meet a lady, but that’s a lesson for another day” Dean adds, mouth turned up in a little lopsided smile.
“Hey, Timmy did you know Jack? he worked here” Ariel asks.
Timmy nods.
“What can you tell us about him?” Dean prompts Timmy.
“He yelled a lot” Timmy tells them, “he was yelling when he had his accident.
“Timmy, were you here when Jack had his accident?” Ariel asks concerned.
“Me and the other boys were playing here when it happened” Timmy says.
“Did you see anything?” Dean asks intrigued if he might have seen the monster they were looking for.
Timmy stays quiet but shakes his head no.
“Is there anything else about that night, anything at all” Dean asks nonchalantly.
Timmy thinks, “it suddenly got cold”
Dean nods licking his lips, thinking about the case, when Timmy speaks again.
“Can I go? I have to finish my chores before Miss Ruth gets mad”
Dean and Ariel let out a similar breathy laugh.
“Well then you better run along, thank you Timmy” Ariel smiles, te boy running off.
Dean and Ariel finish up looking around the barn, but find nothing. They walk out and halfway to the house Ariel stops in her tracks. Dean has to back track,
“What? What’s going on?” Dean asks
“Angel radio,I have to go, some of my siblings need help” Ariel says barely even looking at Dean. She touches his arm and looks at him just before she flutters off, “i’ll be back, I promise”.
Dean is left standing in the yard alone, he blinks a few times, “well ok then”.
Sam got a lead from Ruth that lead him to believe it was a man named Howard, so of course Sam and Dean went and burned the bones that night and headed out the next morning, but it was not over.
The brothers were stopped at a diner, sitting at a table. Dean was trying to check out an old fling when Ariel popped in right beside him.
He jolted, menu falling onto the table. Ariel looked confused at the brothers.
“Why are you here?”
Sam and Dean looked at each other.
“Because the case is closed…” Sam told her.
“No it’s not” Ariel shook her head, “they still need you, Ruth died” Ariel told them causing both brothers to wash over with panic.
“What are you talking about Ariel?” Dean questions, forgetting about the old fling for now.
Before Ariel could tell them about it Dean’s phone rang, it was Sonny. Dean looked at the concerned angel as he answered the phone, and as Sonny told him what she did.
They leave the diner without food and went back to Sonny’s. The cops were just leaving as the impala pulled in. They talked to Sonny and he said he tried to get in but the door wouldn’t open….there are no locks on the doors.
Sam went to look at paperwork, while Dean and Ariel went to talk with the boys.
As Dean and Ariel round the side of the house to the back they find the two older boys cornering Timmy, picking on him.
Dean rushes forward pulling the boys back, “hey HEy, come here, what’s going on?”
“Nothing” one of the older boys try and defend, but Dean doesn't listen.
“What’s going on here Timmy?” Dean asks the little boy.
Timmy doesn't answer, just looks at the ground. Ariel frowns and walks over resting an arm over his shoulder to comfort him.
Dean is very upset, turning back to the older boys, “where were you two this morning when Ruth had her accident?”
“Unless your a cop we don’t need to tell you anything” The tallest boy speaks.
“Oh well ok” Dean fishes in his jean pocket and produces his FBI badge, sticking into the boys faces for them to see, “how about that?”.
The boys cockyness dwindles and the taller one speaks again, “we weren’t even here this morning, Sonny sent us into town to get some chicken feed, I swear”.
Ariel is still protively beside Timmy, as Dean continues to speak with the boys.
“What can you tell me about Ruth?” He asks.
“We call her the warden” the other boys spoke up, “she was a real bible humping hardass”.
“Obviously, what else?” Dean tries to get something useful, “anything different or weird?”
“You mean besides Timmy” The tall one speaks looking over Dean’s shoulder.
Ariel hold Timmy tighter and glares at the boys, reminding herself they are kids she shouldn’t punish them on a smite level.
“Hey!” Dean speaks up, stopping their immature laughter, “either of you touch him again
Ever again, i’m gonna go all guantanamo on you” He looks then dead in the eye, “understand me? Get the hell out of here”.
The older boys run off and Dean turns to Timmy.
“Hey” Dean speaks softer to Timmy. Timmy walks towards Dean, who hands him his Bruce action figure back.
“Listen to me, guys like that they’re cowards, all ya gotta do is stand up to them one time and they stop” Dean tells the young boy.
“Ok” Timmy acknowledges quietly.
Timmy went inside after that, the older boys having started their chores.
Ariel hears the screams and runs, well she may have teleported but she got there before Dean nonetheless.
One of the older boys got his hand nearly cut off by the lawn mower. She was one move away from just healing him, but Dean stopped her.
She sighed and helped the boy the more human way. Wrapping his hand up and waiting for paramedics to come get him.
After the commotion was dealt with Dean and Ariel went inside to see Sam, who was still looking through records.
“That kid was bullying Timmy before the accident right?” Sam asks.
Dean and Ariel nod, both with hard faces.
“Listen to this” Sam hands Dean Timmy’s file, Ariel peaks over his shoulder to glance at it, “Timmy was found in an abandoned building, a year ago by himself, no idea how long he had been there”
“What about his parents?” Ariel asks, there is no way his parents just left a kid like Timmy.
“Posted a picture on the internet, noone showed up”
Dean pulls a face, confused, “then shouldn’t he be in an orphanage?”
“He kept running away” Sam explains.
“Probably ghost possession” Sam throws out a theory.
“So what we shove salt down the kid’s throat?” Dean fires back, “we keep looking,you’re taking the barn this time” Dean points at Sam leaving the room.
Ariel shrugs at the youngest Winchester, lips in a line and she turns out of the room.
Ariel and Dean find themselves downstairs when it starts to get worse.
Timmy appears suddenly, just like in the barn.
“Sorry, I can’t stop it” Then the front door slams and things begin to fly around the room.
“Go go” Dean pushes Ariel towards the other room as plates and other objects fly into walls around them.
They make it to the kitchen and Sam walks in the backdoor but before Sam even realizes the door he just used to enter closes and won’t open.
Dean goes to the cupboards looking for salt, throwing it to Sam.
Timmy comes into the kitchen, looking sad that this is happening, and that is when he tells them. That there was a car accident and his mom saved him from the burning car.
He found his way through the woods to the abandoned building and he cried for his mom, and she came.
Dean figured out that the ghost of Timmy’s mom was attached to the action figure Timmy had. Timmy’s mom tried her best to keep them from getting the doll, fighting them off. But it wasn’t the doll it was Timmy, she was attached to Timmy. The only way to get her to stop was the same way his mom started, but Timmy telling her.
Timmy was the one that got rid of the ghost and saved the farm from anymore accidents.
It was another good case ended, more people saved.
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#dean winchester#dean winchester fanfiction#dean winchester imagine#supernatural#supernatural imagine#supernatural fanfiction#Sam Winchester#castiel sister#archangel#Angels#chuck shurley#jensen ackles#fanfic#thelittleangel
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I Belong With You (You Belong With Me): Revealed
Summary: James and David have a conversation that's been a long time coming.
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The Enchanted Forest (One Week & 9 Days Before the Wedding)
David couldn’t get the bandit out of his mind. Sure, she had originally stolen his mother’s engagement ring but she had soon proven to be much more than that. She was a beautiful woman, her dark hair in a frizzy braid. Her emerald eyes brought out the stone in that ring. The second she had tried it on his jest, he knew he had never wanted her to take it off. She could fight harder than any other person he had ever met and that was sexy in its own right, forget her looks.
It was too bad that he was probably never going to see her again.
She was on his mind with every step he took. As he listened to his father plan his wedding or whenever he tried to talk to Abigail (which was like pulling teeth), his mind floated to Snow White. He wondered if she was safe. He wondered what she was doing. Most of all, he wondered if she was thinking about him too.
“And then the Behemoth dragged his dagger through my skin, piercing me alive,” James said.
David looked up from his doodle. “Huh?”
“I knew you weren’t paying attention to what I was saying.”
“I totally was.”
“Considering I’ve never battled the Behemoth, I’d say not.” James leaned forward, staring at his brother’s sketch. “Whatchya drawing?”
David quickly attempted to cover it up with his forearm. “Nothing.”
James snatched the paper out from under him, scanning the paper. “She’s pretty, who is it?”
“No one in particular.”
“Davey, I know you. You got the artistic abilities of the two of us. This is definitely someone.” He studied the paper some more. “I’d say Abigail, but this girl has darker hair and is actually smiling.”
David snatched the paper back. “Father will hear you.”
“He’s out with Midas. Now, tell me.”
David sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. James wasn’t giving up and he wasn’t in the mood for a fight. “She’s a bandit I met in the woods the other day. She stole the ring I’m meant to give Abigail.” James cocked an eyebrow. “I got it back, but we ended up going on a bit journey together…she saved my life.”
James tilted his head. “You like this girl.”
David could feel his cheeks grow hot. “I do not.”
“You totally do.” James smirked. “Davey’s in love.”
“Shut up.” He averted his glance to the wooden table. “Even if I was, it doesn’t matter. In a little over a week, I’m to marry Abigail.”
“Yeah, a woman that can’t stand you.”
“Maybe in time…”
“David, stop. I know you. You always said you wanted to marry for love. Just like Mother taught us.”
“And how realistic is that? We’re royalty, James. Our lives are filled with expectations and arranged marriages.” David’s eyes flickered back down to the paper. He thought of Snow and the life they could have together. It made his heart ache. “Would I like to see what Snow and I could have together? Of course, but it’s just not realistic. I have to do this for Father. Just as he’s done everything for us.”
When David looked back up at his brother, he saw tears in his eyes. It wasn’t often James cried. Even when they were children and their mother died, he had been the strong one. David broke down and had destroyed their playroom. James was stoic, staring into space. He eventually gathered David into his arms and calmed him down. David always loved to joke that James was never a kid, that he had been born a mini-adult. In that moment, however, he seemed so vulnerable.
“David,” James whispered. “There’s something you should know.”
David’s blood boiled as he stormed away from his brother. He blocked out James calling after him, he didn’t want to hear him.
Everything he had known, everything he had ever thought had been a lie.
He slammed shut the heavy oak door to his room. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out the leather pouch that contained the ring. All his life he thought it belonged to his mother. Or Serafina.
“Shit,” he mumbled to himself.
Nothing made sense to him anymore. Serafina would always be his mother. She raised him for 5 years. She loved him. She doted on him. She taught him everything he loved about himself, while George had given him everything that he hated.
Yet this ring, the one he had always been told, belonged to the woman that had truly given him life. A woman until 15 minutes prior, he had no clue had existed. A woman that James and George had hidden from him for years. Ruth. She hadn’t wanted to give him up, but Robert-his biological father-had sold him. He was never meant to have this life. He was supposed to grow up a shepherd.
He was never meant to know his twin.
This was too much for him to handle.
“You’re back here early.”
David looked up to find Abigail standing in his room. She was dressed in a long coat, made of the finest pink silk. Her blonde hair was wrapped around her head and a hat that matched her coat sat atop her head. Abigail barely looked at him, let alone snuck into his room.
“What do you want?” His voice came out more bitter than he intended.
“I just wanted…” Her cheeks tinted pink. “I was trying to get some objects I could get to possibly leave this kingdom.”
David shook his head. “I suppose I shouldn’t even be surprised. You’ve made it clear you don’t want to be here.”
He stormed past her and over to his vanity. He grabbed a gold pocket watch along with some pearls that had once belonged to his mother, Serafina, whoever the hell she was. He didn’t know what to think anymore. God, his head hurt.’
He didn’t even love Abigail. He wasn’t sure why he was angry with her. Really, he wasn’t. He was upset with James and George, and it was coming out on her.
He needed a drink.
“I know what you must think of me,” Abigail said. “Poor little rich girl. Has everything she could ever want…why can’t I just marry you…”
“Up until today, I was willing to do this, give up my own happiness to make this merger happen!”
“Well I believe that while marriage requires give and take, you shouldn’t have to sacrifice being with who you truly love!”
David’s hands fell at his sides and he turned to face her. “So, we’re in agreement there, at the very least.”
Abigail cleared her throat. “I suppose so.”
“There’s someone else?”
“There was.” She bit her lip. “I was engaged to be married months before we got word of your father’s request for a merger. To a wonderful, handsome, kind man named Frederick.” She clutched her chest and shut her eyes.
David tilted his head, feeling some of his rage melting. “What happened?”
“You know my father; he turns anything he touches to gold.” Abigail’s eyes opened. A pain look overcame her pupils, a genuine frown encroaching her lips. “It was an accident. He didn’t have his gloves on…Frederick got too close…and the next thing we knew…he was a statute.”
David frowned. “Did you try true love’s kiss?”
“Until my lips bled.”
“Oh, Abigail…”
“I’ve looked into every spell, tried everything I could…but nothing worked. My father supported most of it, until we got your father’s offer. He couldn’t turn it down. The merger was just too great.” She looked out the window. “But I can’t trade my happiness for these kingdoms.
David thought of his own adoptive father. Growing up in this kingdom had felt like a prison. George had been cruel, trying to force both men to become people they didn’t want. It gave James an awful reputation and made David afraid to cross George in any way. They had been beaten and bruised. Their childhoods ended the day Serafina died. Now David found out, his life was never meant to be that way. Robert didn’t sound much better, but he still would never know what could have been.
He couldn’t stick around and continue living a lie.
“Maybe we could help each other,” David said.
Abigail looked back at him. “How?”
“I’ve discovered some stuff about myself that I need to look into. There’s also someone out there that I need to find.”
She studied his face. “A true love?”
David’s lips tugged up partially. “She just may be.” He took a step forward. “I think I have a way that we can save Frederick. We can leave tonight. Do you trust me?”
Abigail looked at him for a minute, before nodding. “I do. But do you really think you can leave all of this behind?”
David’s eyes scanned the rich red and gold room, the canopy bed. He thought of the sword practices, the nights he cried himself to sleep. He would miss his brother, but right now he certainly couldn’t be around him.
“It’s been a long time coming.”
#i belong with you you belong with me verse#snowing#david charming#snow white#princess abigail#prince james#ouat#once upon a time
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