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We’re Not in Thedas Anymore

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We’re Not in Thedas Anymore


A Dragon Age (Cocktails and Cheese) /

Supernatural (Season 13-ish) Crossover


Chapter 1

Dean & Cas


Sioux Falls, SD

“Damnit, Cas. That’s the fourth portal this week. What the hell’s going on here?”

“This doesn’t have anything to do with hell , Dean. The first rift appeared right before Jack was born. If anything, it has to do with him.

Dean rolled his eyes while surveying the aftermath of the carnage. “Three more corpses to dispose of; we’ve got to come up with something soon. These portals are starting to pop up more often, and these creatures… they’re not like anything we’ve ever faced before.”

Castiel frowned at the bodies laying on the ground next to where the portal had been. “It is disconcerting; we’ve faced some pretty nasty things before, but nothing like this . I’m glad Jody called us to come help.”

“I am too. I mean, it makes sense; you were there when the first rift opened. You explored the other side too, right?”

Castiel nodded. “I did, and I ran into something on the other side, but it wasn’t these dark creatures. I wonder, are they even coming from the same world? You said, when Jack opened that portal with Kaia, that you and Sam got sent in one direction, Jack another, and Kaia was left here. These could be doorways to anywhere.”

Dean looked up suddenly. “If Jack was responsible for those two portals, do you think that he could have something to do with these too?”

Castiel tilted his head to the side, brows furrowing. “It’s possible, I suppose. As a nephilim, the combination of his angelic grace and human soul would make him more than powerful enough.” He looked at Dean defensively. “I don’t think he’d do it intentionally, though; not knowing what’s coming through. It’s possible that his very presence is causing the tears between the worlds, or maybe he’s just trying to get back home. But he would never—”

“I’m not accusing him of doing anything ‘ on purpose’ .” Dean used the dorky air quotes Castiel was so fond of. “We’re running blind here, even with access to Jody and Donna’s police database, Ash and Charlie doing their techie voodoo, and Sammy and Gabriel back at the bunker hitting the books. No one’s been able to locate any lore to help us on this one. We may have to call in Rowena after all, I need all our big guns on deck.” He groaned in frustration. “Look, I don’t want to fight with you, it may be him, it may not be. This whole situation is fucked up.”

Castiel snorted derisively. “Which part, Dean? The part where holes keep opening up all over Sioux falls and monsters are pouring forth, killing people? The fact that our daughter, Claire, is hell bent on avenging her girlfriend’s death by racing all over town, killing these things? Or how about the part where Jody is sitting there with Patience, just waiting for her next vision to tell us where the next portal is going to open so we can reach it before any more humans die?”

Castiel stalked up to Dean, causing him to take a step back. “Or, maybe it’s the fact that our son, Jack, is stuck in another world trying to save Mom from these weird hell spawn creatures that keep coming at us?” Castiel kicked the corpse at his feet. “Which part exactly would you consider to be the most fucked up, Dean?”

“Hey, hey...” Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel and pulled him into a tight hug. “I know you’re worried about them. I am too, but our kids are badasses! Sure, they don’t deserve to have this on their shoulders. None of us do. We might want something different for our kids, but we can’t always choose what we get dealt. What we can choose, is how to deal with it and who we choose to keep by our side. And, I know, as long as we’ve got each other and our family, we’re going to be okay. Winchesters always bounce back.”

Castiel sighed. “I know, Dean. I’m sorry. Sometimes I feel ill prepared for all of these parental emotions.” He rested his forehead against Dean’s and closed his eyes. “I feel like I’ve failed them somehow. Jack is missing and Claire is heartbroken—”

“Cas, you haven’t failed them! And what is this I business. We are in this together and we are going to get through this together. Hell, even death hasn’t been able to keep us apart for long, and ancient entities have nothing on you annoying your way back from The Empty into my arms.” Dean chuckled when Castiel huffed in annoyance.

“You’re right.” Castiel sighed. “It’s just--every time a portal opens, I half expect Jack to come stumbling out with Mom in toe, but so far, all we’ve seen is this new breed of demon. Though, to be honest, I’m not even sure that’s an appropriate way to classify them, holy water has no affect and demon traps don’t hold them. We haven’t tried exorcism yet, but something tells me, that won’t work either.”

“I have to agree with you. They seem demonic, but these ain’t no demons,” Dean said. “I sure hope Sammy comes up with something quick; we’re stretched pretty thin out here and have no way to close these damn things. Thank Chuck they’re not open for very long.”

“I’m not sure my father had anything to do with this either,” Castiel said dryly. “If we could only find out what’s causing the portals these things are crawling through, maybe we’ll find some way to stop this. If Jack’s power isn’t the cause of this, what are our other options?”

“The only other thing we know can open these portals, is the grace of an archangel. But Lucifer is MIA and Gabriel is still low on juice because of Asmodeus. We’ve got to figure this out soon, though; Mom’s been over there way too long.”

“Jack will find her, Dean; she was his primary goal. He gets his love of family from you.” Castiel smiled reassuringly. “You’ve been a better father to him than I have, and an inspiring role model. He will come back and he will bring Mom with him, you have to have faith in that.”

“We finally had our family all together, Cas. You, me, Sammy, Gabe, Mom, Jack, Claire; it’s like all of my favorite things—all my dreams—were just handed to me on a silver platter and then fucking ripped away again; all of them gone.”

“That’s not true, Dean,” Castiel said quietly. “I’m still here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

Dean melted into him a little more. “Thanks, Cas. I’m glad you’re here. I just—”

“We’ll get Jack back, we’ll get mom back, and we’ll figure out what the hell is behind all of these portals. There is nothing so big that we can’t handle it.”

As Dean leaned in to kiss his husband, another tear appeared to the left of the one that just closed. This one had the same feel as the last, only the color was slightly different--this one was more green than golden.

Castiel readied his angel blade as Dean cocked his gun and aimed it at the center of the rift, ready to fight.