Demigoddess ~ Dean Winchester's daughter

Dark Side of the Moon (Part 4)

When Maia stepped through the door, she found herself in an unfamiliar house standing behind her father and uncle.

"What the... why are we back home?" Dean turned to Sam.

"I don't know." Sam shrugged. "So, what are we gonna do?"

"Keep looking for the road again, I guess."

"Honey? Why are you up?" A feminine voice grabbed the trio's attention.

"Who's that?" Maia questioned, eyeing the blonde woman suspiciously.

"Our mom," Sam whispered.

"Look, I'm--I'm--I'm sorry. I love you... but you're not real. And we don't have time--"

"Did you have a nightmare? Tell me." The blonde woman, Mary, cut Dean off.

"I got to go," Dean stated, trying to turn away.

"Then how about I tell you my nightmare, Dean? The night I burned." Blood seeped onto Mary's dress, soaking it. 

"Let's get out of here," Dean told his brother and daughter.

"Don't you walk away from me." Mary's voice turned cold and threatening. "I never loved you. You were my burden. I was shackled to you. Look what it got me." Her eyes flashed yellow.

"Dean." Sam grabbed his brother's attention just as the room was flooded with green lights and all of the windows and doors were magically bricked over.

"What the hell?" Maia whispered.

Mary stepped forward. "The worst was the smell. The pain, well... what can you say about your skin bubbling off? But the smell was so... you know, for a second, I thought I left a pot roast burning in the oven. But... it was my meat. And then, finally, I was dead. The one silver lining... is that at least I was away from you." Mary sighed. "Everybody leaves you, Dean, you noticed? Mommy... Daddy. Even Sam. You ever ask yourself why? Maybe it's not them. Maybe... it's you."

"Easy, now, kitten." A male voice said. Zachariah stepped put from the corner, standing behind Mary.

"You did this." Sam accused.

"And I'm just getting started. I mean, guys, did you really think you could just sneak past me into mission control?" Zachariah asked in a condescending tone.

"You son of a bitch." Sam gritted his teeth.

Three angels appeared behind the trio, each restraining one of the Winchesters.

"You know, I'd say the same thing about you, Sam, but I have actually grown quite fond of your mother. Or, at least, the blessed memory of her." Zachariah kissed Mary's neck.

"I'm gonna be sick." Maia cringed.

"I think we're gonna be logging a lot of quality time together. I've discovered she's quite the... milf."

"You can gloat all you want, you dick. You're still bald." Dean insulted.

"In Heaven, I have six wings and four faces, one of which is a lion." Zachariah defended. "You see this because you're... limited." He ran his fingers down Mary's arm then snapped, making her disappear. "Let's brass-tack this, shall we?"

"What, are you gonna ba;-gag us until we say 'yes'? Huh? Yeah, I've heard that tune." Dean sassed.

Zachariah clenched his fist, punching Dean in the stomach so hard he doubled over. "I'm gonna do a lot more than that. I've cleared my schedule. Get him up."

The angel did as he was told and lifted Dean up only for Zachariah to knee him, hard. Maia's eyes started to glow green, her anger rising.

"Let me tell you something. I was on the fast track once. Employee of the month every month--forever. I'd walk these halls, and people would avert their eyes! I had respect! And then they assigned me you. Now, look at me. I can't close the deal on a couple of pathetic, flannel-wearing maggots? Everybody's laughing at me. And they're right to do it. So... say yes, don't say yes. I'm still gonna take it out of your asses. It's personal now, boys. and the last person in the history of creation you want as your enemy is me."