Nephilim, Friend, Son

Alexander Novak, son of Castiel and Chloe, guardian of Evelyn. Not creeper, no matter how many times she reiterates it.

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander’s eyes softened as the words slipped from her mouth. He pulled her close to his body, placing a kiss on the top of her head. “I feel the same way,” he murmured into her hair. “I’m glad you do as well.” He held her close, and began to hum in the back of his throat- when he was young, he had heard Dean sing the song to the girl, but only after she had fallen asleep. His mother told him it was called Hey Jude when he sang it for her. His fingers trailed down Evelyn’s arms, and he hoped she would soon be asleep.

[evelyn-winchester]

” That’s… That’s what my father used to sing to me every night, when he thought I was sleeping… ” Eve whispered, her eyes closed. She was trying to fully appreciate the moment, but something was on her mind; this was probably the last time she’d see Alexander. A tear slowly slid down Eve’s cheek, her hand quickly wiping it. 

[alexander-novak21]

Alex's eyes softened as he saw the tear leave her eye. He held her closer to him. "Go to sleep," he breathed in her ear. "I'll be here when you awake. I promise." He moved his fingers up and down her arm and through her hair once more, trying to lull her into as peaceful of a sleep as possible.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

"I got this..I have an idea. Most of the humans are out…can you trap the rest of the demons in the gym? There’s four. I’m going to the kitchen to look for salt." She said and then she shook her head. "We can do this without them. There’s no sense in bringing a Winchester into this because that could make this a bigger issue. Hell kind of doesn’t like them. More than Hell doesn’t like me."

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander nodded to her. “I’ll meet you in the gym,” he said, turning and running down the rest of the stairs. When he reached the gym, he crept around the edges, burning as many devil’s traps as his hands would let him. Finally, he stepped from the shadows to face the four demons that remained in the centre. He quickly burned another beneath himself as he looked on at them. “Man, you three took some damn nice vessels, but your actual faces? Uglier than shit,” Alexander called out. Why? Why was he provoking? Oh, right. Devil’s trap. As one of the demons let out a cry and ran towards him, Alexander fled, hoping to God he could save these vessels. Too many had already been lost.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

CeCe nodded and ran off to the science lab. She found some salt but not enough. She sighed and went to the cafeteria. Still not enough salt. “Low sodium freaks…” She muttered as she made her way to the gym with what she had. She barely had enough to cover all four doors before going behind the stage. She wasn’t back there long, someone grabbing her from behind and causing her to struggle. They tumbled off of the stage and into the middle of the gym. The woman had an angel blade, trying to stab CeCe. “Sorry Alex but I need to know…” She said as she managed some of her strength, pinning this possible angel. “Omni potentis Dei potestatem invoco omni potentis Dei potestatem invoco, abro-” she had thrown CeCe off of her, grace lighting up her vessel before it went back to normal. “How dare you.” She growled as she rose her arm to stab CeCe with the angel blade. The angel moved quickly but she was quicker, moving back a bit and shoving the blade into him. “Domine expuere…bitch.” CeCe said before turning to the demon behind her. She dropped the blade and shoved him into the devil’s trap. “Alex, behind you!” 

[alexander-novak21]

Alex heard Cece yelled out and dodged as a demon with an angel blade pounced from behind him, rolling into a Devil's Trap and taking her with him before scurrying out. There was only one left, in the centre of the room, a young girl in her arms, one hand stuck in her hair and the other holding a knife to her throat. Alex raised his hands, dropping the blade he had taken from the demon, sure that he had one up his sleeve and one in the back of his pants, hidden by his shirt. "Drop it," she told him, gesturing to his arm. Alex slid the blade onto the floor and kicked it across the room.

"Let her go," he demanded. The demon nodded towards Cece.

"Tell your werewolf bitch to drop her weapons and you got it," she said. Alexander turned to her.

"Cece?" he asked, quickly glancing behind himself at his shirt, hoping she would understand and drop the weapons.

[thedrunkenprophetwhowrites]

[thedrunkenprophetwhowrites]

-—

"It’s not your motives I’m questioning. You’re asking me about your father at random. I want to know why." He said. "That’s it, that’s all. I know you’re going to hurt me or do anything bad. I’m nobody now, Alexander. I’m a drunken washed up writer who gets headaches time and time again. That’s it. I’ve served my purpose…and honestly, that purpose sucked ass. Although it sure beat what I’ve got going now…I wouldn’t ask for it back. So why come to me..why go to the nobody?" 

[alexander-novak21]

"Chuck, you were once a Prophet of the Lord. You have memories, experiences I will never know. You’re also the only one I can come to ask without getting some kind of family lecture. Besides, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you. I’m… I just want straight, truthful answers. The Winchesters would jump around the issue and give me false truths. I wanted a neutral party," Alexander told him.

[thedrunkenprophetwhowrites]

"Wa-wait a minute. You’ve seen me before? You’ve been around me before? You angels cannot just sneak up on someone like that. Might end up throwing something at you in surprise or something." Chuck frowned slightly. He then sat up straighter and cleared his throat. "Well..I’m always neutral and you can come to me for anything just…don’t ever ask me to fight." 

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander's blood ran cold. Shit. How could he let that slip? "Uh. Yeah," he said hurriedly, "with the Winchesters, when I was a kid, I was in the Impala with the girls. Guess you didn't see me." He was such a terrible liar. But all he wanted was for Chuck to believe him, even it was likely he wouldn't. "I'd never ask you to fight, Chuck. I just want to know- how many angels did my father kill? That's it. That's all."

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

CeCe smiled. “I’m neutral, Alex. If I don’t have to kill, I won’t. And I only started liking you because Eve seems happier. I didn’t expect you to be an awesome person because no offense but…half of the heavenly host has a stick up their asses.” She smiled slightly. “I keep forgetting you’re human too and humans are pretty cool.” She knew his arm was healed. It was more a gesture of gratitude than anything else. “Guess I’m picky like that.” Her smile turned into a sheepish grin.

[alexander-novak21]

Alex snorted at her angel comment. “Yeah, well at least you don’t have to be related to them and try and deal with their pompous asses. God, Hilael thinks she’s so damn special just because she suggested the creation of cats to God, but really she’s just a messenger. Humans are much better to be around,” Alexander said, giving her a small smile. “So. Anything else you might want to do?” he asked, gesturing around the room. “I could help you organize if you wanted.”

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

"Hey, cats are awesome." She smiled. "You can help me organize the jars. Just be very careful with them…and try not to question what’s inside of them. You’re already going to know with a few of them..but they are important." 

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander rolled his eyes at the cat comment, but went ahead to start organizing the jars. She was right- he recognized the feather of an angel and the the tooth of a wolf, but some things were just... odd. What the hell was that goop and how could that jar contain it? He could've sworn it actually moved. They worked side by side in silence, and he actually enjoyed it- not every crack needed to be filled with speech.

[flyhighangelboy]

[flyhighangelboy]

---

"I have had many lives." Castiel sounded almost bitter, if even for a moment. "You have only one. I would rather die than you." He stared at him. "There is a safe house Dean once told me about. It is just outside of the Ochoco National Forest in Oregon. We should go there. They have resources there that could prove useful." His wings spread as he took off. He flew the whole way, taking in the scenery of the grassy knolls and looming trees. He was at the safe house in, to a human, was an instant, but to a Seraph like him, he had taken a longer time. He wanted to enjoy this Earth for as long as he was able. He had lived a long time. Maybe my time is over. He thought when he landed inside the kitchen of the tiny one bedroom cabin.

[alexander-novak21]

Before Alexander could respond, his father was gone, flying, and he was following him as quickly as he could. When they finally landed, Alex felt fury rising within him. "What the hell do you mean!?" he demanded. "It's like you want to die! Well, guess what? You can't, okay? You just- you can't. I've lost a lot. But I don't want to lose you. You're- you're my father, and if I can keep you, I will. So let's watch out for each other. All right?"

[alexander-novak21]

((OOC)) Crap, I'm sorry, guys, it's been forever. Christmas came up, and then we had a couple of family emergencies and I've been accessing my main Tumblr but getting on here... I just couldn't think of much with writing. Things aren't great, so I'll be updating and won't be on again until the New Year. Sorry for the inconvenience. 

[thedrunkenprophetwhowrites]

[thedrunkenprophetwhowrites]

---

"It’s not your motives I’m questioning. You’re asking me about your father at random. I want to know why." He said. "That’s it, that’s all. I know you’re going to hurt me or do anything bad. I’m nobody now, Alexander. I’m a drunken washed up writer who gets headaches time and time again. That’s it. I’ve served my purpose…and honestly, that purpose sucked ass. Although it sure beat what I’ve got going now…I wouldn’t ask for it back. So why come to me..why go to the nobody?" 

[alexander-novak21]

"Chuck, you were once a Prophet of the Lord. You have memories, experiences I will never know. You're also the only one I can come to ask without getting some kind of family lecture. Besides, it's been a while since I've seen you. I'm... I just want straight, truthful answers. The Winchesters would jump around the issue and give me false truths. I wanted a neutral party," Alexander told him.

[evelyn-winchester]

Alexander continued moving his hand through her hair- he wasn’t going to get tired, after all. He wished he knew what to do in these situations. Of course there were those awkward moments in high school- Nick Bradshaw asking him to prom, and Alexander not knowing what to say to him. Carter Days telling him Mindy Caryin had a crush on him and him asking why she wanted to crush him. It seemed that as he hit puberty, he became less and less human. As his grace flowed more freely through him, Alexander lost pieces of human experiences he never knew he wanted. Laying beside Eve, so close to her with so much that could go wrong, he wondered if it was human and normal to feel as if he wasn’t sure he wanted this. He loved her, it was true, but he wanted to tease her and laugh with her- this, this cuddling was boring to him when they could be doing so much more. Then again, she did need to sleep. And that kiss was nice. He supposed that this was what she meant when she said Dean hadn’t been much of a cuddler. Maybe he was just the same way. But for her? For her he would master the ways of cuddling and he would master them well. He wouldn’t- couldn’t change himself. But he would be different in ways that she would like. Yeah. Yeah, that sounded good. He hoped he could relax more and learn to enjoy this. Judging by how she seemed to be falling asleep, Alexander at least knew he was doing something right.

[evelyn-winchester]

” Alex? ” Evelyn called out softly, slowly rubbing her hand on his chest. ” I know that, since you’re not fully human you won’t fall asleep from this… But I just want to tell you that I really like it, being with, near you. ” Eve said, looking up into his dreamy blue eyes. She then pulled closer to his face, and stared him a little more before kissing the semi-angel once again. The kiss was now lasting a little bit longer, and honestly, Evelyn appreciated it. His lips were soft, his skin was warm and in her mind, this is what Heaven should feel like. Well, maybe this was her own Heaven. ” I-, I love you.. ” Eve whispered, their lips still very close to each other. She did need to sleep, but she wanted him to know what she felt first. Of course, they both didn’t mention it was something official, but clearly, what they shared was real. 

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander's eyes softened as the words slipped from her mouth. He pulled her close to his body, placing a kiss on the top of her head. "I feel the same way," he murmured into her hair. "I'm glad you do as well." He held her close, and began to hum in the back of his throat- when he was young, he had heard Dean sing the song to the girl, but only after she had fallen asleep. His mother told him it was called Hey Jude when he sang it for her. His fingers trailed down Evelyn's arms, and he hoped she would soon be asleep.

[flyhighangelboy]

[flyhighangelboy]

----

Seeing the charred black wings spread across the floor, Castiel hung his head. “They thought it was only me in this field, so for now, I believe that is all they are sending, but we should go. They will send someone here once they realize what has happened.” He turned and faced Alexander. His head tilted to the side. “Why did you not leave? There could have been more. You could have been…” he paused, pain filled his voice. “You could have been hurt, Alexander.” He glanced back at the angels behind him. He had only seen them a few times. They had been on his side during the Apocalypse. How time had changed them. Now, they despised the beings they fought so hard to save. 

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander shook his head at his father. "So could you," he retorted. "Just because I could've gotten hurt doesn't mean that you need to die instead." He looked his father up and down. It had been so long since they had seen each other, yet nothing had changed on the angel. Of course not, he had a vessel, not a body. Nothing would ever change. "Let's go," Alexander said, voice hard as he prepared to fly. Where- he would let Castiel decide, and just follow him from there. He knew that there had been Nephilim born who had little powers and no wings, but Castiel being a Seraph, the leader of a garrison at that, must have given him some kind of extra juice. He was glad for it. He would hate to be towed around everywhere, or God forbid left behind.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

"I got this..I have an idea. Most of the humans are out…can you trap the rest of the demons in the gym? There’s four. I’m going to the kitchen to look for salt." She said and then she shook her head. "We can do this without them. There’s no sense in bringing a Winchester into this because that could make this a bigger issue. Hell kind of doesn’t like them. More than Hell doesn’t like me."

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander nodded to her. "I'll meet you in the gym," he said, turning and running down the rest of the stairs. When he reached the gym, he crept around the edges, burning as many devil's traps as his hands would let him. Finally, he stepped from the shadows to face the four demons that remained in the centre. He quickly burned another beneath himself as he looked on at them. "Man, you three took some damn nice vessels, but your actual faces? Uglier than shit," Alexander called out. Why? Why was he provoking? Oh, right. Devil's trap. As one of the demons let out a cry and ran towards him, Alexander fled, hoping to God he could save these vessels. Too many had already been lost.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

CeCe smiled. “I’m neutral, Alex. If I don’t have to kill, I won’t. And I only started liking you because Eve seems happier. I didn’t expect you to be an awesome person because no offense but…half of the heavenly host has a stick up their asses.” She smiled slightly. “I keep forgetting you’re human too and humans are pretty cool.” She knew his arm was healed. It was more a gesture of gratitude than anything else. “Guess I’m picky like that.” Her smile turned into a sheepish grin.

[alexander-novak21]

Alex snorted at her angel comment. "Yeah, well at least you don't have to be related to them and try and deal with their pompous asses. God, Hilael thinks she's so damn special just because she suggested the creation of cats to God, but really she's just a messenger. Humans are much better to be around," Alexander said, giving her a small smile. "So. Anything else you might want to do?" he asked, gesturing around the room. "I could help you organize if you wanted."

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[alexander-novak21]

  Alexander nodded as his fingers trailed across the wall. The sigils were large and elaborate- some of these even the Winchesters didn’t know. His father had taught him at least this in their time together. Cece needed more protecting than she was aware with all of this knowledge. With a quick scan across the room, Alexander saw that there were scribes in here the Men of Letters didn’t own. He nodded at her as she reentered. “I don’t mind at all. Always happy to bleed for the Winchesters and Co,” Alexander told her with a shrug.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

CeCe grabbed her first aid kit and began to clean up his arm then. “They’re family to me and I’d bleed for them too but I’m very neutral in my alliances. Seems smarter.” She began wrapping the cut then, not able to look him in the eye as she focused on the bandages and gauze. “I haven’t seen my own father in years and I know what that’s like…it hurts and it’s empty…and you don’t deserve that. I isolate myself in books and spells and everything in between so nobody knows how lonely I really am out here…and I’m hoping nobody will know, even though I’ve just admitted it to you.” She pulled away after finishing up with the bandage. “Can’t have you bleeding on the carpet…your blood is kind of lethal.” She smiled slightly as she finally looked him in the eye. “That goes for you too…you know. You’re family.” 

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander felt bad as she wrapped his wound, knowing that as soon as she finished it would be closed and healed. Oh well, he could wait until he had left before removing it. It seemed the polite thing to do. He listened to her patiently, not really sure what to say until she finished. He flashed her a smile. "Oh, I know I'm family. Why else would you have let me live those first five seconds? I knew you like me," Alexander said easily, trying to break the tension that had been growing in the room.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[alexander-novak21]

  "Shit. Shit shit shit. Uh. Okay. Okay. Cece? I can’t… shit!" Alexander reached forwards, pressing his entire palm against the side of her face and pushing. He could feel as the blood swirled in her heart and the disease of that drug leaving into his own. He fell back from her, gasping, eyes wide as he took a moment to compose himself. Slowly, he stood, watching her. “I need your help. We need to help these people. Are you good?” he asked, fingers twitching at his side. No energy for smiting, but definitely enough to do some exorcisms for fighting. If it came to that.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

"Alex." She gasped as her eyes shot open. "What did you….why did you…" She couldn’t form the questions, surprised. She just nodded before saying "right…right…help…these people…I’m good enough…I don’t have much access to any of my abilities though from the bane…so I’m basically like a human." She stood carefully. "I can work with that…are you okay?" 

[alexander-novak21]

"'Course I'm fine," he grunted, gripping his blade tightly in his hand before he quickly forced it back up his sleeve. He felt like he had just run a marathon, but there was no time to think about it- he grabbed Cece's hand and dragged her from the room, past the stirring girls on the floor and to the stairwell. "Should we call the Winchesters? For backup? Or are you good for this?" he asked, looking her up and down and trying not to linger on the bruises on her neck from the injections.

[flyhighangelboy]

[flyhighangelboy]

---

The shrill noise ended, but was soon met with the all too familiar sound of flapping wings. The noise, or more accurately, the voice was a warning. To him. Another of the archangels had formed an army. He steadied himself to fight, for the first time, along side his son. His son, who seemed so old. He could see that his son was capable of holding his own in a battle. He wasn’t sure if he should feel proud or sad. There had been too many battles, too much blood shed. Thankfully, when the wings touched down it was only four lesser angels, whose angel blades were drawn. There was to be no words. The two who landed behind Cas he swiftly got behind and pushed them to the ground looking to see how Alexander was doing with the others.

[alexander-novak21]

As his father whirled around, Alexander took his back, angel blade falling from his sleeve as he advanced forwards, swiping and missing at the first angel, but turning and stabbing it into the other's stomach before removing it and plunging it into the first angel's head. Alexander sunk to his knees. "I'm sorry, uncle," he whispered before standing, knowing now was not the time for guilt to fill his mind. He turned to his father, who was watching him carefully. "How many more?" he asked, not looking at the burning piles behind his father or turning to see what he had done.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

CeCe was very weak, barely able to look at Alex as he came into the room. They injected her again but she didn’t even have it in her to howl in pain at this point. One of the demons went to attack Alex, the other going to inject CeCe again. 

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander, in his rage at seeing his friend being bloody tortured, moved his hand forwards and locked the demon’s hair in his hand, the other lowering and burning a devil’s trap to the floor in a few seconds. He started yelling out the exorcism, and across the room he could see the demon injecting Cece struggling to remain in her vessel. She began to cross the room, but stopped, screaming and smoking out to the ceiling before her friend sank into the floor. Alexander rushed forwards after carefully laying the vessel on the floor, and grabbed Cece’s restraints. 

"Cece? Cece, look at me, are you okay, can you hear me?"

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

"A…l…e.." was all she could get out as her eyes fluttered open, pain shining through them. "De..down…stairs…demons…" She managed. "People….ritual…more…in..area…" She then fell limp in the chair, passing out from a mixture of the pain and the wolfsbane. 

[alexander-novak21]

"Shit. Shit shit shit. Uh. Okay. Okay. Cece? I can't... shit!" Alexander reached forwards, pressing his entire palm against the side of her face and pushing. He could feel as the blood swirled in her heart and the disease of that drug leaving into his own. He fell back from her, gasping, eyes wide as he took a moment to compose himself. Slowly, he stood, watching her. "I need your help. We need to help these people. Are you good?" he asked, fingers twitching at his side. No energy for smiting, but definitely enough to do some exorcisms for fighting. If it came to that.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[alexander-novak21]

  Alexander wanted to call after her, to tell her she meant so much more, but if he had learned anything from Eve, human (or not so human) women sometimes needed to just cool off. Besides, an angel blade to the throat wasn’t always the most comfortable position when his… what was she? His girlfriend? His partner? When his other half, sounded about right, was angry. He pulled his blade from his sleeve, cutting across his upper arm and using the blood to begin marking the walls.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

She came out of the room a few moments later an began spreading salt outside of the door to her storage room. She then moved the rug by the front door and began painting a devil’s trap with spray paint. “I do appreciate your help…” She said when she was finished, looking up at him. “Thank you.” She was still slightly tense. 

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander nodded as his fingers trailed across the wall. The sigils were large and elaborate- some of these even the Winchesters didn't know. His father had taught him at least this in their time together. Cece needed more protecting than she was aware with all of this knowledge. With a quick scan across the room, Alexander saw that there were scribes in here the Men of Letters didn't own. He nodded at her as she reentered. "I don't mind at all. Always happy to bleed for the Winchesters and Co," Alexander told her with a shrug.

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

[thepurebloodedhuntress]

CeCe was very weak, barely able to look at Alex as he came into the room. They injected her again but she didn’t even have it in her to howl in pain at this point. One of the demons went to attack Alex, the other going to inject CeCe again. 

[alexander-novak21]

Alexander, in his rage at seeing his friend being bloody tortured, moved his hand forwards and locked the demon's hair in his hand, the other lowering and burning a devil's trap to the floor in a few seconds. He started yelling out the exorcism, and across the room he could see the demon injecting Cece struggling to remain in her vessel. She began to cross the room, but stopped, screaming and smoking out to the ceiling before her friend sank into the floor. Alexander rushed forwards after carefully laying the vessel on the floor, and grabbed Cece's restraints. 

"Cece? Cece, look at me, are you okay, can you hear me?"