[Fic] Country Song - { Team Dean/Michael }

[mistress_snakey]

Summary: Michael and Adam got out of the cage when the Angels fell but they didn’t catch up with Sam and Dean until a few months after that. Lucifer’s location is still unknown. Ezekiel is in Sam, Michael knows but he agrees that it’s the only way to heal Sam so he hasn’t forced Ezekiel to leave, Cas is still keeping away. Michael still has his wings unlike most angels but his time in the cage they are damaged and he can’t fly very far on for very long on them.
Word Count: 2,000-2,600 (including lyrics)
Pairings: Dean/Michael
Tags: Spoilers for Season 9
Song: Seether - Country Song

Well I can’t stand to look at you now
This revelation’s out of my hands

Dean drove the Impala as fast as she would take him. Willing her to carry him anywhere but back there. He couldn’t look at Michael now.

He just couldn’t deal with the way his world was spinning out of control he thought back about the last few months. The angels, falling, Sam dying, Ezekiel, Cas, Crowley, Charlie Kevin all of it was hard enough then Michael and Adam had shown up somehow out of the cage.

Ever since the Archangel had been freed from the cage a few months ago when the angels had fallen, he’d somehow been given the form of Dean’s younger father, and Adam had his own form back. The pair had managed to find Sam and Dean and was now sticking with them. Adam would normally remain in the Batcave with Kevin. While Michael would follow Sam and Dean on hunts trying to help when he could, but he was still unable to do much about the angels fallen to Earth. At one point he’d tried to regain control, but none of the angels would listen. And for now he was doing his best to at least keep the Winchesters and the prophet safe.

A few days a hunt had come in came in and tired of doing research Dean said he’d follow up on it. Sam hadn’t wanted him to go alone. Dean said he’d be fine but somehow had been talked into bringing Michael along. He was fine with it after some protest, because even after everything Michael had put them through in the past Dean couldn’t bring himself to hate the archangel. Dean would admit to himself but over the past few months he’d been falling in with Michael.

The whole time Dean had thought Michael seemed a bit edgy, but he hadn’t said anything so Dean didn’t. In fact the hunt had gone well. It had turned out to be a simple salt n’ burn. That was until they were leaving to return home.

That’s when Michael had kissed him and professed his love to Dean. It was way he was acting edgy.

“Not just as a vessel, or even the way I love my brothers,” Michael had said, “It’s something more.”

Which had lead Dean here flying down a back road as fast as the Impala would take him. It had freaked him out. Dean wasn’t quite ready to admit his own love for Michael just yet. Because how could Michael mean what said.

Still I can’t bear the thought of you now
this complication’s leaving me scared

Dean shook his head and turned up the radio not waiting to think of Michael anymore, about what was happening with the world. It scared him to think the archangel could love him or even care for him that much.

Stay when you think you want me
Pray when you need advice
Hey keep your sickness off me trying to get through
Blame all your weakness on me
Shame that I’m so contrite
Hey keep your fingers off me, why can’t I get through?

Michael had lied. No to him Dean was just a vessel. How could he be? Despite what some, if any, angels may still call him Dean was no righteous man; he was a game piece, and nothing more that is way Michael still stayed. If he had his “true vessel he could easily take charge again.

After driving a few more miles Dean finally pulled over. He was somewhere by a lake. He got out of the Impala and started walk to the water. He looked out other it and prayed to himself, he need help. Dean felt sick and weak for what he’d done for running. Dean felt bad he should’ve stayed but instead he’d fled and just left Michael.

“Michael,” Dean started to pray to the Archangel himself hoping that his message would get through, “If you can hear me I’m coming back. We need to talk.”

You think you have the best of intentions
I cannot shake the taste of blood in my mouth

“Michael,” Dean said loud to himself. Michael, the more Dean thought of the Archangel, he’d always had wanted what was best for his family, like Dean did. The more and more Dean thought he really did love the archangel too. Dean had turned back to go back to the Impala to go find Michael, who could’ve have gotten that far because he wasn’t using his wing unless he really need to. They need to talk and Dean needed to say he was sorry. Dean hoped the archangel had heard his prayer.

When there was a sudden sharp pain he’d felt across his face and it had felt like a truck slammed into him as he was knocked to the ground. He tasted blood.


(Hey) I keep on thinking that it’s
(Hey) all done and all over now (whoa)
You keep on thinking you can save me, save me
(Hey) My ship is sinking but it’s
(Hey) all good and I can go down (whoa)
You’ve got me thinking that the party’s all over

Dean stood up on shaky leg found have been knocked to the ground

“Hello my name is Adriel,” the man said, “Hello Dean WInchester.”

“What do you want?” Dean spat, “I don’t know where Cas is.”

“Oh no I don’t want Castiel,” Adriel said, “I want you. You are the perfect vessel. And you”re going to be mine.”

“Michael is not far,” Dean said hoping by a miracle that Michael had heard his prayer and was coming, “He won’t let you do that.”

“I’m not worried about Michael,” Adriel replied with a sick smile, “I hear he’s weakened from his time in cage. I’m not worried about him.”

“Well, bring it, then flightless!” Dean challenged. He hadn’t said yes once and he wasn’t about to do it now.
——

Well I can’t stand to be with myself
This liberation’s seemingly rare
And I can’t stand the taste of your mouth
This sublimation’s out of my hands

Michael sat quietly by himself in a park somewhere in town. The silence and the loneliness hurt, but didn’t know what to do. He’d always hated being by himself even before Lucifer was created Michael didn’t like the loneliness. But once his Father had created Lucifer the two had always been together. Father then had created two more archangels, Raphael and Gabriel, then many more angels. Michael had been happy that he was no longer alone.

Be nothing could last forever. After his Father left and he’d forced his beloved brother into the cage, Gabriel had left, Raphael wasn’t the same anymore, no one was, and Michael had begun to feel the loneness again.

Michael ran his tongue of his chapped lips, which had taken his mind back to dean. He could still taste Dean on them. The hunter tasted like beer and cherries and right now Michael hated that taste. Everything was out of his control now.

You stay ‘cause you think you want me
Pray when you need advice
Hey keep your sickness off me (I’m trying to get through)
Shame you can’t take this from me
Bane on the empty mind
Hey keep your fingers off me, why can’t I get through?

Maybe the only reason Dean had been putting up with him was because Dean just thought that Michael could be useful.

Michael started to himself to his father. He didn’t even if his father would listen. But he prayed Dean would come back on that he could fix want he’s done.

“Michael,” Dean’s to prayer rang in the mind of the Archangel, “If you can hear me I’m coming back. We need to talk.”

It gave Michael the slightest bit of hope but it worried him too; what if Dean wanted to tell him to leave and not come back. But before he could think any farther Michael felt a sharp pain in his grace. He knew Dean was in trouble. He could always feel when Dean was in trouble or pain. He called back hoping Dean would answer him through thought. He felt upset with himself it was his fault Dean was alone. But for so raise Dean wasn’t answer back and Michael feared the worst.

Unable to get though that way Michael raised his damage wings; hopefully they’d be able to carry him the distance. He took off to the all location he had sensed Dean being.
——-

(Hey) I keep on thinking that it’s
(Hey) all done and all over now (whoa)
You keep on thinking you can save me, save me
(Hey) My ship is sinking but it’s
(Hey) all good and I can go down (whoa)
You’ve got me thinking that the party’s all over

Dean had pulled the angel blade he cared with him sense the angels had fallen, as Adriel attached. Dean was doing his best but he wasn’t that use to fighting in a sword fight. Adriel was also hitting hard and fast, but Dean was holding his own. Then Adriel land and hard blow, that cut through the flesh of his right flank.

Lay down
Just stay down
Lay down because I am trying to get through

Dean fell again. He couldn’t stand the pain was bad. Then Adriel pushed him farther onto the ground.

Say what you want but you’re not gonna win this time
Take what you want, but just leave me alive

“Looks like the mighty Winchester has fallen,” Adriel replied, “don’t worry I’ll heal you and then we can start this all other again.”

“Screw you,” Dean said as he started to pass out. He was starting to get scared. If he held off saying yes this could kill him and he didn’t want to die, at least not this way he prayed one more time before he passed out completely, “Michael help”
——-

Say what you want but you’re not gonna win this time
Take what you want, but just leave me alive

Michael landed by the impala just as he heard Dean’s prayer. He hissed and the pain in his wings but folded them up. He had no time to worry about them now. He looked towards the lake to see one of his brothers kneeling over Dean’s body. The angel looked to be healing him. But Michael had a feeling it was only because of the use Dean could be as a vessel.

“Don’t touch him,” Michael hissed knock the other angel from Dean. Michael looked back to him. Dean still looked badly beaten but at least it looked like he was in no danger of dying at the moment.

(Hey) I keep on thinking that it’s
(Hey) all done and all over now (whoa)
You keep on thinking you can save me, save me
(Hey) My ship is sinking but it’s
(Hey) all good and I can go down (whoa)
Still you believe that we can start it all over

“Michael,” the blonde angel said standing from where he’d been throwing to. He pulled his blade ready to fight.

“Brother stand down,” Michael ordered as he turned to face Adriel, pulling out his own blade holding defensively in front of himself, “I don’t wish to hurt you.”

“No,” Adriel replied, “we don’t take orders from you anymore.”

Adriel ran at Michael and their blades clashed. Michael was good as fighting with blades, he was Heavens greatest worrier after all, but for now he was keeping on the defensive. He had to think of Dean and as long as the other was attaching him, he couldn’t go after Dean.

Adriel managed to get one good hit in, slicing throw Michael’s shirt leaving a deep gash down the left side of Michael chest. It hurt badly but Michael thought of Dean he ignored the pain and he started going on attach.

Lay down
Just stay down
Lay down because the party’s all over

Michael saw the opening and quick thrust his blade into the angel’s chest. Grace exploded behind his eye burning out because of the archangel’s blade. Then the lifeless body fell to the ground.
Michael looked down at his fallen brother before placing a hand on the body welling it away. He shook his head as dizziness came over him his injuries most be worst than he thought.

Michael looked to Dean who was still lying unconscious, broken, bloody and not likely to get up soon Michael had been unable to finish healing him before the angel had attached.

Michael took a quick stock of his own injuries. He hissed pulling his shirt off a large gash ran down his left clavicle. Blood oozed out and his grace shined though. Michael returned the shirt into place again.

He looked back to Dean unable to finish healing him because his grace now needed time to heal itself and he’d wasted too much of it to get rid of the body.

So, despite the pain Michael walked other to picked Dean up and carried him to the Impala, placing him in the back before climbing in the drives seat, he’d pick up something’s on driving it from the first time he’d used John as a vessel and from his time watching Dean drive. He put her in drive and drove until he reached the first motel he could find and checked them in for the next couple of days.
——-

Lay down
Just stay down

Dean woke up in a strange place his eyes still closed. He felt horrible he tried remembering what happened. Then it all came flooding back to him, Michael, Adriel, the fight all of it. He tried to sit up but felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

“Don’t get up,” a familiar voice told him as the man pushed him back down gently. Dean opened his eyes, which took a minute to adjust to the light. He saw Michael looked down at him with concern before he said, “He was unable to finish healing you before I attached and killed him. I would heal you but I was injured and now my grace won’t allow me to finish his work. But I called Sam to tell him we would be returning late and…”

“Listen I’m sorry about how I reacted last night,” Dean said cutting Michael off, “I…”

“No you don’t need to apologizes,” Michael said looking away. Dean could hear the sadness in his voice, “I should not have done that. Is there any way you could forget about that?”

“No,” Dean sat up with a hiss, “I don’t want to forget. Michael I…I …”

Dean was at a loss for words and Michael looked confused. That was when he pulled Michael into a kiss. He was happy when the other kissed back. After a minute they broke apart.

“Can we really do this,” Michael asked after a moment of silence, “make us work together and still fix the world?”

“Yes,” Dean replied after a long pause, somehow after everything that had happened worries were lessened, “we can get thought this. Now I’m still sore and tried lay down with me.”

Dean pulled Michael into the bed beside him not really caring if the Archangel slept or not but he liked having Michael there, to feel the others warmth. They could get though this Dean didn’t know how, but they could do it. Then Dean slipped off to sleep.

Lay down because I am trying to get through