Where Fate Lies
There was a storm outside of Xander’s window, with lightning chasing patterns across black clouds as far as the eye could see. It had almost been a week since Dean and Sam had left by candlelight and every second of that time he missed them. He replayed memories over and over again in his head. Meeting Dean then Sam, traveling with the brothers. Falling in love and getting to see his friends again. Stupid arguments that he and Dean had had, like the one where Dean was jealous thinking there was something between him and his “vampire friend”. That one had gotten old really quick.
He thought a lot about the conversation he’d overheard between Sam and Dean before they left and could admit to himself that he’d acted impulsively. For all he knew they could’ve been trying to protect him and him walking into the middle of a conversation and only hearing a part of it and jumping to conclusions probably wasn’t the best way to deal with it.
Xander turned his head and looked over his shoulder. He could’ve sworn he heard someone calling his name, but there was no one there.
He wished now that he had stayed instead of running off and given them the chance to explain what they were talking about. But at the time he was hurt and feeling betrayed. He knew they cared about him as much as he cared about them and he still couldn’t figure out why they didn’t want him coming with them.
Xander looked back over his shoulder positive that he had heard someone calling for him. He waited a few minutes and when no other sounds came he turned back to the window.
He wanted to go to them now but he didn’t know how that would work out either. It had almost been a week here so that would make it almost a month that they hadn’t seen him. Would they want him there? Or would they turn him away?Alexander!
Xander whipped his whole body around, his heart thundering in his chest but there was no one there. He swore this time he had heard someone calling his name but there was still no one there.
A crack of thunder and a flash of lightning pulled his attention back to the window in time to see the black clouds literally opening up. They parted to show the night sky and the stars shining brightly.Alexander!
There was that voice again, but it sounded as if it was coming from far away. Alexander, honey wake up.
Then there was another massive crack of thunder and Xander sat up in his bed. It was a dream.Alex!
Xander looked toward his window and out at the clear night sky. His heart was still thundering in his chest as he made his way over and opened the window. Finally! I’ve been trying to get your attention for some time now.
“Mom?” Xander asked out loud and looked up into the sky. He knew his mother wasn’t psychically here in Stormhold so how could he hear her voice. “What’s going on?”Who else would it be, hm?
Yvaine’s voice drifted down to him from the stars, sweet and a little chiding. Then it changed into something more urgent. Oh love, you must hurry!
“Hurry? Why what’s going on?” Xander asked, his hands unconsciously clenching on the stone of the window seal.Your friends, the brothers, they’re in grave danger! There’s no time to waste, you must go. Now!
And then it hit him, Sam and Dean had been gone almost a week from Stormhold which would make it almost a month in the real world and Dean’s deal was due in less than a month. He got up, shouting for his grandmother as he made his way to the door.
Xander should’ve realized that Dean’s year was up. If he got there too late… He couldn’t let himself finish that thought. He waited for the light around him to fade. He’d forgotten how exhilarating traveling by candlelight was.
The first thing he spotted was the car. He’d landed a few feet away from it. He walked up to it and ran his hand lovingly across the hood. Where’s your owner?
That’s when he heard raised voices. He looked up and up ahead he could see Sam and Dean facing off with someone just out of eyesight. Then Dean looked his way and did a double take. For a moment his face was full of happiness then it transformed into one of alarm and then pain as he was dragged to the ground by some unseen force.
“No!” Xander screamed and heard it echoed by Sam as he raced his way toward them. This couldn’t be happening. He couldn’t be too late.
He rushed into the clearing and saw Sam pinned to a tree. He turned to where Dean was on the ground and vaguely saw the hellhounds that were tearing him apart. Without another thought he reached into his pocket and grabbed a vial his grandmother had given him.
“Expello!” He yelled casting the vial at the hellhounds.
It was kind of anticlimactic, one moment the hellhounds were there and the next they were gone. He rushed to Dean’s side and drop to his knees. Dean’s body was ruined. Xander choked back a sob as he took in the gashes and blood everywhere. Dean was still holding the demon killing knife in on slack hand. Xander wanted to scream when he took in the bloody face and sightless eyes.
“No, oh god. NO!” Xander screamed and grabbed onto Dean and sobbed into his bloody neck. “No, please.” He whispered, pulling back and looking into Dean’s face. “I’m so sorry. So sorry.” He leaned down and pressed his lips to Dean’s ignoring the blood there.
“Oh look, it’s the lover.” Lilith taunted somewhere behind Xander.
Xander’s back stiffened and he could just make out Sam’s legs standing guard over him. He gripped the knife in Dean’s slack hand. Time to end this. He quickly turned around and let the knife fly towards Lilith.
She caught it right before it impaled her face, her hand lighting up briefly where it sliced through her borrowed flesh. Xander stared in shock as she laughed maniacally. She was wearing Ruby’s old body.
He felt all the adrenaline leave his body and he slumped to the ground defeated.
“That’s all you got?” Lilith taunted and he didn’t even have the energy to look up. “Such a pity.”
“NO!” Xander heard Sam scream and had enough time to look up to see Lilith whip the knife at him. But before it hit him it veered off and clattered to the ground.
“Tsk, tsk Sammy boy. Wait your turn.” Lilith teased turning to face Sam.
“If you think I’m gonna let you hurt him you got another thing comin’” Sam growled.
Xander could see the star blade in Sam’s right hand, and hoped like hell Lilith didn’t.
“Time to end this.” Lilith said, raising her hand toward Sam.
“Bring it.” Sam challenged, his voice void of emotion.
“No!” Xander didn’t know what Lilith planned to do so he got up and moved to stand in from of Sam.
“Xander move.” Sam said, not looking him in the eye.
Xander stared Sam. He loved this mans brother and he loved this man like a brother. There was no way he was going to let Sam sacrifice himself.
Sam was thinking along the same lines when Lilith’s voice drifted over to them.
“Aw, isn’t that sweet. Say goodbye.”
Xander didn’t have time to think but his early fatigue was fading and his body felt charged.
“Close your eyes!” Xander said and grabbed onto Sam. He could feel heat at his back. He needed to do this now before it was too late. “Close your eyes!”
Xander screamed as light was forced from him, he could feel a burning sensation at his back. He felt Sam jerk in his arms and could only hope that he had closed his eyes.
He let his radiance fade and could feel Sam hiding his face in between his shoulder and neck. He’s still breathing
. Xander thought with relief.
“Sam?” Xander asked easing him off, his back felt like it had been badly sunburnt. “You okay?”
Sam looked up at him then over his shoulder. Xander turned around to see Lilith’s smoking corpse on the ground with the star dagger protruding from her chest.
“You idiot!” Sam yelled and smacked him on his back.
“Ow! Watch it!” Xander complained and turned around to face Sam.
“You could’ve been… You could’ve…” Sam stared at him with a lost look and Xander grabbed onto him and pulled him into a hug.
“It’s okay. I’m all right. Everything’s gonna be okay.” Xander whispered. But it really wasn’t. Dean was dead and there was nothing they could do abou…
Xander turned toward the sound of coughing to find Dean bloody but whole, his body smoking a little staring at them incredulously.
“Cheating on me with my own brother?” Dean asked cockily only to get tackled by both Sam and Xander.
Something out of the corner of Xander’s eye caught his attention and he turned to look. There was a man about thirty feet away standing next to a tree. He was wearing a beige trench coat and suit. He was scruffy and kind of dirty. He looked like he’d been through hell and back. And he wasn’t human. How Xander knew he couldn’t explain.You did the world a great service here today, Alexander.
A gruff voice spoke in his mind.Yeah , well I didn’t do it for the world.
Xander thought back.Still… I thank you. The world would be a far darker place had Dean Winchester stayed in hell.
The beings gruff voiced sounded subdued. Tired.Wait! Did you do this? Did you bring him back?
Xander asked, all but ready to thank the creature.No man can live forever.
There was a small smile on the mans face. Except he who possesses the heart of a Star
And between one second and the next the guy was gone. Xander could’ve sworn he heard the sound of wings. And that wasn't really an answer. Cheeky bastard.
“Who’s hungry?” Dean asked squeezing Xander's shoulder and interrupting his thoughts. “I’m hungry, let’s get something to eat."The end?
So that's the end but I think I might write an epilogue because there's something in my head that wants to come out.
So what did you think. Liked it? Loved it? Totally abhorred it? I'd love to know!