Dean: The Demon Prince

Chapter 5

«Haman's POV»

"Knock, knock"

It's been 3 years since I saw the boy. The Oracle told me of him but I never imagined this white-haired, with sunkissed skin temperamental boy could change the fate of us all.

A sweet older lady opened the door.

"Hello," I greeted "I just moved in next door and I just was coming by to say hi."

She smiled "Come on and meet the family."

Of course my own mother doesn't recognize me. I was in disguise after all.

She led me through the living room and told me to sit and relax. She left the room as I looked around. A teenager came down the stairs looking tired but still looking handsome, that's how I could demons from humans. When humans feel like shit they look like shit then demons are quite the opposite just don't get made started on angels.

He stopped and looked at me almost immediately he narrowed his eyes. "What are you doing here?"

Tabitha walked in carry drinks and cookies. She smiled eighteen she saw Dean. "Dean, this is our neighbor. I'm sorry, what was your name again?"

"It's Ha- Harold. Yeah, Harold."

I heard Dean mutter "Bullshit."

"DEAN!"

He threw his arms up and walked out of the room.

"I'm sorry about him." She placed the tray in front of me. "He's a moody teenager."

«Tabitha's POV»

What the hell is Haman doing here?

I laughed and chatted with him distracting him from the royal guard moving in on the house.

The door bell rang and I got up.

"One second, Harold."

"Take your time."

I walked over to the door and opened it to Sam and Scarlett with a tray off cookies.

"Oh, thank you. Come in come in."

I ushered them into the living room. "Let me get some more cups."

«Scarlett's POV»

I stared at my brother as he stared back at me.

"Why are you here?"

He leaned back and stopped the contents of his cup. I grinned as he gulped down every  last drop.

"Let me ask again. Why are you here?"

He tried resisting but his face stopped as he realised that I'll get an answer no matter what.

"That's a bitch move, little sister." He coughed. "You know why I'm here."

I heard foot steps and moved closer to Sam and smiled then pretended we were having a conversation.

"Ma, I'm going out."

I had the urge to reply but knew better.

"Dean, come meet the neighbors first."

He walked in and everything seemed to slow down as he came in. He was lean and clearly mine and Sam's child with his handsome sunkissed skin, and chiseled face that had his father's dark brown eyes and many many of my own facial features. He was wearing khakis and a button up with a sweater over it, which was very different from our taste in style.

He held his hand and Sam stood up "Samuel and this here is my wife Scarlett."

He seemed to freeze as his eyes shifted to Haman before replying "Dean, Dean Summers."

I smiled as I realised that he used my last name as his own.

Tabitha came back in and kissed Dean on the cheek. "Where will you be headed off to this time?"

"Abbs got us reservations at some fancy restaurant downtown."

Abbs?

"Will Anthony be joining you?"

"Nah, just us tonight."

He left and I seemed so lost.

As soon as we heard his car leave Tabitha flew in here and back handed Haman.

"What the hell do you think you are doing here?"

"Oh sure you'll ask me what about Scar? Isn't she supposed to be ruling over a kingdom or som-"

"Haman, I don't wanna hear it. You have been harassing Dean for as long as I know. They are here to make sure you don't screw up everything we have going for him."

"But -"

"No. That's final."

I butted in "Why are you here?"

"The Oracle told me of the boy and his future. I came to stop that from happening unlike you who kept him as close to her as possible."

"What?" Tabitha had said before I explained what the angel told me when he was only 5.

She looked at me and slapped him again. "Why didn't you tell me sooner, Scarlett?"

Sam leaned forward and looked at all of us "right, why didn't you even tell me? He's my son too."

«Dean's POV»

I got Abigail's house and parked the car before getting out and heading towards her front door.

Her mother opened the door and pulled me into a hug. "Dean, how are you?"

I smiled and hugged her back "I'm doing great, Mrs. Evans."

"That's good. Abby is still getting ready, you know how she is. Why don't you come and get yourself something to snack on?"

"You know I'm trying to watch what I eat before prom."

She started poking me "You are to skinny as it is."

"Abbs and I are going to go eat." I smiled at her as she continued to pout. "I'll bring that dessert you like."

"Oh I can never convince you to eat here can I?" She said dramatically.

"Mom, seriously. Leave Dean alone he's perfect the way he is." Abbs said walking and adjusting her hand bag.

"I know but he's just too skinny." She poked at me again.

"You say that about everyone." Abby said grabbing my hand after kissing her mom on the cheek. "We'll lose our reservation if we don't leave now."

"Have fun dear. But not too much. I don't want any grandbabies yet."

"Moooom!" She groaned as we walked out the door.

//Author's Note\\
It's finals week next week so don't expect to much unless I have absolutely nothing to do lol...I forgot to publish last weeks chapter so you get two chapters now...yay