Lucky Charm // Sam Winchester ✔️

08 || DREAM

[ warning: some smut in the middle-ish of the chapter]
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"Nessie, hurry along now!" Her fathers voice called from up ahead, his heavy footsteps treading through the shallow puddles as he trekked further into the thick woods.

"Coming da!" Vanessa shouted back, her small legs working hard to catch up with him, her bright yellow wellies splashing through the puddles as she ran.

"Hey Vanessa" The familiar voice made her stop, a squirrelly figure stood between two large trees with a large ray of sunlight shining down on him.

"Chuck?" Vanessa's eyebrow raised, her face falling into confusion as she watched the figure of her father get smaller in the distance before she slowly turned to Chuck. "What are you...?" She let out a sigh. "I'm dreaming aren't I?"

"You are." Chuck moved forward, his footsteps barely making a sound against the forest floor.

"You know, I really don't appreciate you Freddy Krueger-ing my dreams so unless you're here to help, which I doubt-"

"Actually, you'll find that I did help. I killed Eve."

"You killed Eve? You?" Vanessa folded her arms, eyeing him suspiciously. "Why? You don't help."

"If you must know, I found her rather boring. I mean, even you didn't remember her until it was too late. I'll admit, not my greatest work." Chuck chuckled a little as he paced up and down.

Vanessa felt a little relieved now that she knew who was responsible for killing Eve, it had been bugging her ever since she found out, but that didn't make her any less pissed off at Chuck.

"Eve you help with? The one thing I knew how to stop, the one being I knew how to kill? You couldn't have helped with something else like I don't know..." Vanessa threw her hands up dramatically. "...your son and the current civil war that's happening in Heaven?"

"No, I'd rather stay out of that." Chuck said in that super annoying, self-absorbed tone that Vanessa always hated. "Kids will be kids." His laugh after that almost made Vanessa's blood boil.

Did he even care about the bloodshed this was causing? Does he even know that one of his sons is currently being held captive? The thought of Chuck allowing Gabriel to be tortured made her snap.

God or no God, he's about to get a very Irish earful.

"Do you know that Gabriel is alive? That he's being held captive by Asmodeus who's torturing him, feeding off of his grace in order to make himself stronger? Do you even care that your son is going through such a trauma that he becomes an empty shell of the angel he used to be-"

"Careful."

"-That he forgets who he his and what he's done because he's so traumatised over what he'd gone through. Over what you let him go through-"

"Enough!" Chuck's harsh and raised tone made Vanessa jump back, a twig snapping under her feet as she regained her balance. "Don't push me."

"Then help us with something we actually need your help with. Help me find Asmodeus. Help me save Gabriel. Help us stop Raphael without needing to open Purgatory. Hell even help us with Abaddon, just do something!" Vanessa's breath trembled a little, even if Chuck was a dick, he was still God. Still the most powerful being in all of creation meaning he could destroy her with the blink of an eye if she annoyed him.

Which is what she was currently doing. Not intentionally, she was just mad at him for thinking he helped with Eve when that's the one thing they could have handled.

"I can't help you find Gabriel and it's too late now to stop Castiel opening the door... I mean, would you even want to? It'd be a pretty short story if you did." Chuck chuckled a little, making Vanessa roll her eyes. Him and his stories.