𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 • 𝐒𝐏𝐍

Act 1 : Part 1

"MOMMY! MOMMY!" the sudden feeling of two small bodies joining the bed woke Bobbie up from her dream filled sleep. She smiled happy to see her boys awake and happy. "Mommy we're hungry" Castor pipped up. Bobbie groaned pulling the covers over her head "Well mommy is sleepy." Pollux did his best to yank back the covers from his mothers face but it was no use Bobbie was holding on too tight. The boys groaned and decided that their methods of waking their mother weren't working and they must find a new way to get her to rise from bed.

Without hesitation they both stood on either side of their half asleep mother and began to jump. It wasn't as if these methods hadn't been tried a thousand times but it was more that they hoped this time one would work. At first their jumping did nothing more then annoy the ever tired mother of two but soon it began to shake the whole bed so violently that Bobbie had no choice but to remove the covers from her face. "FINE!" The boys stopped, hopped of the bed and giggled. "It worked!" Pollux whispered. "Well of course it did we are geniuses" Castor replied. It was funny to hear him refer to the two young boys as geniuses seeing as they were no older then 6 but none the less they did know how to push all the right buttons to achieve their goals.

After breakfast had been served and plates had been cleaned the boys began to play. They played the usual games for 6 year old boys. Superhero's, monsters, trucks, and such. Bobbie left them be most times, she didn't quite care what they did as long as they were being safe of course.

She began to pull out old papers and letters hoping to find a particular one. Castor found her sitting in the floor in a pile of papers "what are you doing mommy?" Bobbie didn't even look up "well honey I'm looking for a letter, one I saw in a dream and I know it's here somewhere." Castor sat down with his mom and began to look through the letters too. "Is it this one?" He'd say "no" she'd reply and it went on like this for several long minutes until she finally came across one.

"FOUND IT!" She yelled jumping form the ground so quickly she startled castor causing him to fall back. "Well who's it from? Is it from uncle cas?" Bobbie has told the boys stories of her and a Angel name Castiel. He had taken care of her when no one else would and had saved her life just like she had saved his in times passed. She missed him dearly he was her oldest and closest friend yet she had no idea where he was. "Well if it's not from uncle cas then who's it from Mommy?"

Bobbie was quiet for a moment deciding wether it was the time to tell the boys about their father or not. She didn't remember their father only his name and the two letters of adventures she didn't think were true tucked away. She dreamt of him tho. Almost every night. His green eyes, his dark hair. She remembered one other thing his last name, Winchester. She'd stay up late envisioning different combinations of names. Hank Winchester? No. Gabriel Winchester? No. Samuel Winchester? No. John Winchester? No. No name she could come up with felt right.

"Mommy?" Castor asked again causing Bobbie to snap back to reality. She cleared her throat "well their from your dad." His eyes shot open in disbelief. "Well what do they say mommy?!" his excitement was so pure she couldn't deny him knowing what his father has written. Bobbie sat back down on the floor next to castor "well should we read them together?"
The two sat their for hours reading the words the twins father had written and discussing his exciting adventures.

Castiel stood next to the Winchester boys watching as Bobbie read aloud a letter from Dean Winchester. "I never wrote that!" Dean growled. "No you did not. But those are your sons." Castiel explained. The whole room was thick with tension. Castiel had asked Gabriel to help him show the boys Bobbie and her situation. They had locked her away in her own mind to save many people long ago but now they needed her. Her physical body was asleep on earth somewhere but in her mind was a prison, a false reality where she lived happily by herself.

"Those aren't my kids, I don't have kids! I don't even know her!" Dean was becoming more and more upset with the current situation. "Well somehow your in her mind and she believes your the father of her children" Castiel explained hoping to calm him down. Sam placed a hand on deans shoulder feeling the ever rising tension. "Maybe that means she won't go crazy if we let her out, you know cause deans here and she likes him." His thinking wasn't all off and Gabe and Cas knew it. Bobbie was a tricky creature one who ran off of chaos and strangely loyalties. If you gained her favor she would never betray you, or so they assumed. It's how she had worked in the past.

Pollux ran into the room plopping down in Bobbies lap hoping to join in on the fun. "What are we doing mommy?" "Well little one, I was reading your brother letters from your father." Pollux eyes went wide just like his brothers had "dad?!" Bobbie smiled softly at her boys excitement. "Well I suppose it's time we clean up the mess we made" she said as she got up form her place on the ground. She looked around at the paper covered floor. That's when she felt it, eyes. Eyes watching her, looking at her from somewhere. She looked around the room in desperate attempt to find the pair of eyes lurking on her but she found none.

They all watched as she became aware of their presence in the corners of her mind. "Can she see us?" Dean asked still very confused as to how all this worked. "She can not however she has become aware of our presence so that means-" "it's time to go!" Gabriel cut in before doing his best to quickly close of the connection with Bobbies mind. However he was too late, she had already felt them.

"What's she gonna do now? Make lunch or something?" Dean joked. "Thats exactly what she will do Dean, she will go about her day as usual." Cas replied not quite catching deans humor.

It was in fact true, Bobbie did in fact go about her day as normal. However she was determined now more then ever to find out what was outside her small home. What was lurking beyond her town, beyond the constraints she'd known for so long. She wanted to find the Winchester.