Supernatural High [Destiel and Sabriel High School AU]

Chapter 40

Hey guys, thanks so much for the patience with this fanfic. Honestly, I have been planning it out far in advance. Like I wrote the plans for this chapter probably a little less than a year ago to be honest. I have up to Chapter 53 planned actually. So... yeah. C:

I don't know when this fic will be finished. But my goal from here on out is to update at least once a week. :)

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Dean brought out all of his father's journals and notes on Lilith. He had spent the past few days rummaging through them, trying to find any useful information. By the look of the material on the table, he had certainly found a good deal of it, or at least Adam thought so.

Adam was trying to keep his breathing steady. As much as he tried to focus on Dean's words, his mind kept drifting back to his time with Michael not even ten minutes ago. His body was still reeling from the encounter . . . but he liked it. Adam felt like he was high – soaring far above the clouds with Michael at his side. Nothing compared to that overwhelming sense of euphoria. His mind began to wander off to other places, focusing on his recent memories. The feeling of Michael's lips . . . everywhere. The sensations from Michael's hands as they roamed over his body. The mere anticipation of it all. As he remembered all those mind-blowing emotions and sensations, Adam felt himself begin to get aroused again. Quickly, he tried to block out all those thoughts. Instead, he focused on what Dean was saying, although he was at a loss as to what his half-brother was actually saying.

"If we can find a way to track Lilith down, we might stand a better chance at defeating her. Once we get her out of the way, it might be easier for us to handle the . . . other demons that follow her, which Crowley has alerted us to," Dean explained. "But finding her is no easy task . . . Which is why we need someone strong, capable, and preferably with angel mojo to do the job."

Adam began to realize what was going on. This was their war meeting, and he was a member of the council. Dean stood in front of the assembled humans, angels, demons, and monsters like a general. His hands were behind his back and he had this dark, haunted look in his eyes that made Adam shudder. One thing he was certain of in that moment: Dean Winchester was not okay.

"I'll do it," Adam was taken by surprise as Lucifer stood up from his seat on the couch next to that freaky vampire chick. He looked Dean right in the eye before nodding. "I can find her... might take a while, but I'm sure I can get around any masking spell she has."

"Unless she warded herself," Michael offered. "If she warded herself, then no angel will ever find her. She'll be invisible to us."

"How could she ward herself?" Sam inquired, looking between the two archangels curiously.

"Well, she could just carve stuff into her skin, the usual warding symbols. She still may have done that . . . or, she could go the . . . the much more fool-proof route – carve Enochian symbols on her vessel's bones," Michael explained. "Neither are pleasant to perform, but they'll work against us."

"We may not have to rely on the unlikely chance that she was stupid enough to not take such precautions," Crowley interrupted. "I know Lilith – I know what she can do. She'd suffer through the pain willingly if it meant giving her that kind of advantage. I've been . . . let's say hatching my own little scheme while you bozos were gallivanting with angels and vampires. I've found a friend of hers – a lieutenant. There are still a few demons that'll help me – the numbers are small but effective to some extent. They've managed to track down one of her partners in this charade."

"Do you have them secured?" Dean asked, turning to face the demon that, just a month ago, he would have willingly ganked. Now, he was placing his trust in him. Funny how things work out, Adam thought. He shot a glance at Michael and felt himself smile. A month ago, he doubted Michael would have even agreed to show up to this powwow. Yet, here he was.

Crowley nodded. "Yes. It would probably be best if we interrogated them right after this little get-together. We don't want to wait too long in case Lilith decides that she wants to try to rescue them."

Dean nodded. "That would . . . probably be best. I'm goin' with you."

The demon smirked a little. "I didn't expect any different."

Adam saw Castiel stiffen across the room. The angel was wearing a disapproving glare at the exchange between his boyfriend and the King of Hell. "As am I," he stated firmly. He walked over and linked his hand with Dean's. "I'm not letting you walk into hell by yourself."

"Hey, I'm going with you guys," Lucifer interjected. "Been too long since I've tortured anyone. I want in." He shot a glance at that freaky vampire chick on the couch. "You comin' Michaela?"

The vampire nodded and hopped to her feet. As she took her place by Lucifer's side, Adam looked up at Michael. "What should we do?"

Michael looked at the team of torturers and sighed. "I should probably stay back here to make sure nothing happens . . . Gabriel," he called for his brother. The significantly smaller angel looked at his brother expectantly from across the room. "Why don't we put some wards on this house to keep Lilith out while Lucifer and the others are doing that?"

The other archangel nodded. "Yeah, that'll work." Adam watched as Gabriel pressed a kiss to Sam's cheek before heading off into Bobby's kitchen to look for some of the materials he and Michael would need.

"Benny and I are gonna head to the library," Jo announced. "We're gonna see if we can dig up anything there are on Lilith."

"No need," a new voice stepped in. Adam turned to see Bobby Singer leaning against the doorway of the kitchen. "I got a whole damn archive just down the hall. Help yourselves."

"Okay," Dean said, clapping his hands together. His voice sounded significantly lighter, but Adam didn't miss the darkness in his eyes. He was still far away from being okay with the recent events. "We all have things to do, yeah? So get on them."

Lucifer snapped his fingers and the entire crew that was heading to hell disappeared. Now that Bobby's small living room was less crowded, Adam let out a sigh of relief. He felt a hand rest on his shoulder and looked up to see Michael. "I'm gonna be outside with Gabriel putting wards in place, alright? You need me, you know how to get my attention."

Adam nodded. He leaned into Michael's strong body a little bit and inhaled his scent. It soothed his nerves and helped Adam smile. "I know."

Michael kissed his forehead before disappearing with a flutter of wings. Jo and Benny had left moments before to head to Bobby's extensive library, leaving Sam and Adam alone together. Sam strode across the room quickly and grabbed Adam's hand. "C'mon," he whispered, tugging him toward the stairs. Adam followed, albeit warily.

"Sam, what's—"

"Shh," the taller boy hissed. When they reached the top of the stairs, Sam turned to look at his half-brother. "I know someone who can help us, okay? But you can't tell anyone – not Michael, not Dean, and definitely not Gabriel."

Adam was confused. His brow furrowed. "Sam, what's going on?"

The boy didn't answer, but instead pulled Adam toward his room. The two boys entered the room, which was dark. Adam felt around blindly for a light switch. Flipping it on, he came face-to-face with a girl with black eyes. Adam nearly jumped out of his skin and was just about to call for Michael when he realized who it was.

"Ruby?"