Welcome To Fatherhood (SPN/TW)

Chapter 19

*3rd Person* 

         On Earth Dean, Sam, and the pack are gathering what they need for when they enter the pit. "Are you sure we want to take all these kids with us?" Sam muttered quietly to Dean who was loading his shot gun. "You know we can hear you right?" Isaac asked with a raised eyebrow, clearing his throat Sam pursed his lips awkwardly. "I dont like as much as you, but we're going to need all the help we can get." Dean said lowly, sighing Sam nodded packing the holy water into the duffel bag. 

     "I have a question...." Allison trailed off as all eyes turned to her. "What is that?" Dean asked raising his brows. "How exactly are we going to get to Hell?" She asked looking between the brothers with a confused look, Sam and Dean looked at each other before looking at the angel. "Cas." Dean stated causing Castiel to look at him confused. "Dean, i cant teleport this many people." He said matter-of-factually. "He's got a point Dean, you remember what happened to him last time with just us." Sam stated. 

      Pursing his lips Dean with out a breath. 
"Fine, Scott, Derek, Sam, and Myself will go." Dean grumbled putting his shotgun in the duffel. "What about us?" Allison asked. "You're staying here." Dean stated slinging the bag over his shoulder. "Cas, come on." He stated as Scott and Derek walked over standing next to Sam and himself. "We'll be back." Sam told them giving them his puppy look as the girls looked at them worriedly. 

       Castiel laid a hand on Deans shoulder and suddenly the six of them were in hell. 

*Stiles' POV* 

         'No no no, this cant be happening again.' I mentally screamed as i watched myself shove the silver knife into Liams stomach, he's gotten so weak that he has just been passed out most of the time, after a week of doing this i felt myself slowly losing the ability to stop myself, now it's as if im not even controlling my body and am stuck inside my head. 

     I watched as Liams head lolled around looking at the door with droopy eyes.
"Scott." I heard him whisper, i felt my eyes narrowed as i brought the knife up slicing his cheek. Suddenly he let out a very loud roar causing me to drop the knife. 

      Scowling at him i brought my fist back punching him in the face, bending down i reached for the knife just as the door was kicked open, my head snapped around seeing Scott, Derek, Sam, and my dad. "Stiles." My dad asked in shock as he stared at me, i glared at him picking up the knife. "It's silver." Sam stated the obvious. 

      'Help me' I mentally screamed at them but all that came out was. "You're too late." 
Sam's eyes trailed to Liam who was drifting in and out of consciousness. Sam went to rush over but i jumped in front of Liam holding the knife up threatening Sam. "Come on Stiles, this isn't you." He said slowly bringing his hands up, i felt myself smirk as i cocked my head to the side letting out a dark chuckle. "It is now." [I had to xD]

     Suddenly i felt a sharp pain go through my head and everything went black. 

*Dean's POV* 

        "What the hell was that?" I asked loudly looking at Derek who had a dark looking face as he bent down picking Stiles up. Sam rushed over to Liam who was healing slowly but surely, untying him he picked him up just as Castiel came in breathing heavily. "We must go, now." With that all of us appeared back at the Hale home. "Oh my god." Lydia let out a gasp looking at Liams state, Derek laid Stiles on one couch while Sam laid Liam on the other. "What happened?" Allison asked quietly as she looked between them. 

    I took a seat on the edge of the couch ignoring her as i looked over Stiles' extra pale skin, he had faint dark circles around his eyes and dry lips. 

      We all heard a groan of pain causing us all to turn and see Liam rubbing his head. 
Suddenly he snapped up looking around until he must have noticed who was all around him. "Woah, kid calm down you're okay." I said getting up walking over toward him and Sam who was now sitting next to him, Liam was breathing heavily but slowly began to calm down.

       "S-Stiles..." He stuttered fearfully, Sam and i looked at each other, i looked down as Sam tried to calm liam once again. "We've dealt with this before...." Scott trailed off stepping forward, turning around looking at him i seen he was looking at Stiles who was still knocked out. "Dealt with what?" I asked standing up, he licked his lips taking a breath. "The nogitsune, that has to be what Crowley was after." He whispered looking broken, i furrowed my eyebrows. "What the hell is a nogitsune?" I asked. "It's a dark spirit Dean." Sam answered me. 

       "So how do we stop it?" I asked looking between Sam and Scott. 

"We can't."