AUTHOR'S NOTE:

So you guys know how I have a cornucopia of ideas?

Yes, well…I had two weird-ass dreams last night and I can't ignore them because I keep thinking about them.

So this is a crossover and there is some background that gets explained, but needs to be covered first, so reads the background info first.

This story is complicated, dark, and I tried my hardest to be vivid, so…

WARNINGS: Language, Smut, Dark Themes, Blood, Violence, Controversial Topics, and Slash (Mostly just hinted at)

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BACKGROUND:

Brooke and Dean are married.

Haley and Sam are married.

Brooke is a fallen angel—her role doesn't eliminate Zachariah, but you'll see some similarities between the two.

Haley is a demon—her role means that Demon Skank is not in this story at all.

This story starts off at 4.16 at the hospital, and has SEVERAL twists and turns.

Brooke and Haley are best friends even though they're a demon and an angel.

Castiel is close to both Brooke and Haley, and is falling for Dean—the Haley/Castiel/Brooke/Lilith storyline is the complicated part, so just keep it in mind and you'll understand the secrecy of it all later.

Brooke and Haley's true identities are hidden from their brother-in-laws—so Sam doesn't know Brooke is a fallen angel, and Dean doesn't know Haley is a demon.

And last but not least, Brooke and Haley both have hidden agendas and Brooke and Haley had an interesting past together.

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The crunch of Dean's bones beneath Alastair's fist still made Brooke cringe every time she closed her eyes. Neither she nor Castiel had meant for that to happen—Uriel had betrayed them much like she had betrayed the fold so many years ago. She was human now, but with all of her memories, and still with some of her powers intact…that was all part of her punishment. Now her husband was lying in a hospital bed with a tube up his nose, painkillers pumping into his system, and she knew she had to talk to him, but she also knew he didn't want to talk to her.

"Knock, knock." Brooke announced, rapping her knuckles on the doorframe of the hospital room and nodding slowly as Dean firmly looked at the wall directly in front of him instead of at his wife. "Yeah…"

Brooke took a seat next to his hospital bed and she nodded, knowing that no matter what she said, there was no way that he was going to talk to her. He was feeling sorry for himself because of what Alastair said—for the things that Alastair said about the seals and about his wife. Brooke hadn't wanted Dean to know any of the things that Alastair had said about her…and she definitely didn't want Dean to know just how proud of Sam she and Haley really were for embracing his inner demon and destroying Alastair once and for all.

"I think you're being selfish." Brooke told Dean, looking at the hospital bed instead of at him.

Dean glanced over at her. "Why? Because I'm giving up? I think I have every right to sulk right now, Brooke."

"Dean, when you were in Hell, you didn't know what you were doing. So what? You broke the first seal…that's not the issue here. One mistake shouldn't make you quit—no matter how big you think the mistake is." Brooke explained to him. "There are people in this hospital who are worse off than you—people who aren't going to recover and you're lying in here feeling sorry for yourself."

"Brooke, I started the apocalypse—I ruined the lives of everyone on this planet." Dean told her, trying to hold back the guilt and the tears.

Brooke nodded slowly. "You can still fight back."

"What exactly do you want from me here?" Dean asked her, feeling suddenly like Alastair was right—that Brooke had her own plans in mind that Dean was somehow messing up.

Brooke swallowed as she stood up to leave. "I want you to fight, Dean. I want you to fight because…I'm pregnant."

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Haley gazed at Sam proudly, stroking his hair as he sucked on the skin on her neck, rubbing himself against his wife a little. He was worried about his brother, but at the same time he had felt so powerful when he had used his mind to snuff Alastair out of existence. His wife had been preparing him to take on Lilith, and though she knew that eventually this would cause a rift between Sam and Dean, the rift between them was what the angels and the demons wanted.

"You should have seen it, Hales." Sam told her, sounding a little giddy.

Haley smiled at him. "Brooke tells me that it was quite the show—I'm proud of you, Sammy."

"I still find it so hard to believe that you and Brooke have kept your identity a secret for so long." Sam explained, looking down at his wife and stroking her cheek. "I mean why doesn't Uriel or Castiel say anything about it?"

"Because, sweetheart Brooke has pull with them…haven't you noticed? She and Castiel and very close, and Uriel…Uriel was the one killing the angels—that's what the phone call from Brooke was about. So you know Brooke—she took him out for trying to kill Castiel." Haley informed her husband, leaning up and pressing her lips to his.

All Haley wanted was for her husband to understand that they were flying under the radar because of Brooke—but not because of what Brooke was. She had been lying to them all about why she fell…to everyone but Haley, who had been part of that. Haley and Brooke had a complicated past, and until the deed was done and Lucifer was on Earth, they needed to keep their past a secret and Castiel was so worried about disobeying, that he couldn't see through Brooke and Castiel.

"What are you thinking about?" Sam asked Haley, pulling back and cocking his head to one side.

Haley smiled at him and the way his hair fell into his eyes—she loved him and she knew that he loved her. They'd been in this relationship for years now, and he had fallen in love with her before he realized she was a demon. At first he had rejected her and even thought about divorce, but then he'd realized that Haley was different than the other demons—she was like an angel when it came to picking her host body. She had asked the woman if she could use her body, and she had tried desperately to keep the body safe…Haley being in her vessel was better than her vessel committing suicide—she liked life when her body was inhabited with Haley.

"Sammy…I think its time that I explained some things to you." Haley told her slowly, and then she looped over at the nightstand and recognized the ringtone—it was Brooke. "After, I talk to Brooke about how Dean is."

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Brooke leaned against the wall as she phoned Haley, smiling sadly when Haley answered the phone and heard Sam in the background. Haley had wanted to get Sam away from all of the angel things going on, and Brooke was worried about Castiel, but knew that for some reason, Castiel would get through to Dean. Besides…Brooke had just found out that she was pregnant and she needed her best friend right then since Dean was still upset with her and her lies.

"Brooke, Sweetie, what's wrong?" Haley asked her, recognizing the sigh right away.

Brooke took a deep breath. "I took a pregnancy test this morning and it was positive, so while Dean was still out cold—after Sam yelled at Cas and then you dragged him off—I got a doctor to look me over and…and I'm pregnant, Hales. I'm having a baby."

"That's really possible?" Haley asked her, smiling. "I mean…I guess, yeah—yeah it is."

"Of course it's possible—I'm human. If I had my grace back, we wouldn't be having this conversation, but I guess I figured since I had my memories and some of my old powers that God wouldn't have…wouldn't have let me be able to do this miracle of life thing, you know?" Brooke said, and then she sensed Castiel and her eyes shot towards Dean's hospital room. "Hales? I have to go—take care of Sam."

Haley nodded and smiled at Sam as he rummaged through some papers. "I promise you that I'll keep him safe."

Brooke smiled at that and then they hung up, Brooke heading to the hospital room and swallowing. For the last few months Dean had trusted Castiel more than Brooke, and Brooke knew he had every right to, but it hurt her. She wanted Dean to be all right, but she was really upset about how things were going down with Dean—it was going to be hard for him to come back from this, and she just wasn't sure if he would let her help him do just that.

"Why didn't you just leave me there, then?" Dean asked Castiel, broken because he had broken the first seal and started the apocalypse.

Castiel looked at him. "It's not…blame that falls on you, Dean—it's fate. 'And the righteous man who begins it is the only one who can finish it'. You have to stop it."

"Lucifer? The apocalypse? What does that mean?" Dean asked Castiel and Brooke wanted to weigh in, but Castiel was getting more out of Dean than she had. "Hey! Don't you go disappearing on me, you son of a bitch. What does that mean?!"

"I don't know." Castiel replied.

Dean scoffed at him. "Bull!"

"I don't. Dean, they don't tell me much. I know…how our fate rests with you…the only person who knows the full story that will talk is Brooke." Castiel explained to him and Brooke hung her head.

"Well, then, you guys are screwed. I can't do it, Cas…it's too big." Dean explained as his voice trembled. "Alastair was right…I'm not all here. I'm…I'm not…I'm not strong enough." Dean told Castiel, tears in his eyes, Brooke knowing she shouldn't be there. "Well, I guess I'm not the man either of our dads wanted me to be. Find someone else…it's not me."

Dean glanced over in Brooke's direction and she shook her head and walked away, heading out of the hospital and wiping a few tears away as Dean started to cry silently to himself in his hospital bed, Castiel watching him softly.

Note: Okay so there will be some more relationship ship stuff in the next one, some dark stuff, and some more past secrets being discussed. There will even be a flashback of Brooke falling from grace, and Haley's involvement in that. Feedback is always appreciated!