Revenge of The Fallen (Crossover)

The Aftermath

"Thank you." Patrick quietly greeted as Sam handed him a cup of tea. He was sitting on the couch, a blanket draped over him like he was sick, or traumatized. Hell, at this point, he probably was.

 Sam looked over him carefully, smiling a bit as he leaned on the coffee table. It was weird, seeing that the demon who murdered his family had possessed someone so, small, and nice. 

Patrick was indeed a very nice guy. He looked like his smile could warm the entire room. His eyes were very calming, and looked like they had three different colors all swirling in one pupil. His pink lips naturally curled in a little smile.

He's kind of cute to be honest, he thought to himself.

No homo though.

Sam's trail of thought was interrupted, however, as Pete sat down next to Patrick and put his arm around him protectively. He must have finished calling Elisa. 

"It'll be a while before she gets here. She needs to get a babysitter." Pete told Patrick. "Hey, are you sure you don't want Declan to come with her?" He asked, looking at his friend with worry.

"I'm sure." Patrick responded. "I don't want him to see me like this. I might scare the poor kid." He smiled sadly as he looked down at his hook, then took another sip of his tea, relishing the feeling of water in his system again. 

Dean was standing near the front door, arms crossed. This whole situation was weird for him too. Maybe Sam was right. Maybe one human life was worth all this. He certainly thought that about his brother. He certainly thought that about Cas.

He stopped moping and went to stand next to Sam. He knew this would be hard, but these questions needed to be answered.

"Hey Patrick." Dean started, looking at him. "I know this is really hard for you, but we need to know how this happened."

"You don't need to answer right away, of course." Sam added. "You can take your time." 

Patrick thought for a moment, then looked at Pete, who had the same worried look on his face. "I'll be fine." Patrick told him reassuringly. "If it helps, then I'll do it." He said, then turned to the brothers. "What do you need to know?"

"Well, how were you possessed?" Sam asked in an anxious tone. He didn't want to push Patrick over the edge and make him upset. 

"Oh God, it's so hard to explain!" Patrick exclaimed, hiding his face in his hand.

"Let's start with this. Were you jumped by black smoke?" Dean suggested, crossing his arms again. Patrick gave him a confused look.

"No, there wasn't any, black smoke." He responded, then sighed as he sat back on the couch, trying to think of what to say.

"I was taken." He finally admitted. "A few days before the whole, demon thing happened. It's crazy, because it was just like what happened in-"

"The Youngblood Chronicles?" Dean interrupted, cocking an eyebrow.

"Yeah, how did you know?" He asked, a confused look on his face.

"Um, we've seen it." Sam responded after looking back at Dean.

"Oh!" Patrick exclaimed. He smiled and looked down as he felt himself flush.

"Anyways," He continued, "The whole demon thing was weird too. It was the whole satanic ritual bit, with pentagrams and candles and, blood crap."

"Wait, blood!" Pete blurted worriedly.

"Pete, I'm fine."

"But who did this to you?" Sam asked. That was the question that needed to be answered.