Authors Note: Hi there guys! I know I haven't updated in a really long time and I just feel so bad about that. Between working, moving and other thing I just haven't had time and not to mention my laptop finally quitting on me. It just has been a long few months for me but I'm back with my new computer and hopefully on track again. I hope you like this chapter and I just want to thank all of you who reviewed that last chapter and added the story to alerts and favorites. I am just so happy someone is reading it. Again, sorry for the wait. Hope I did an ok job on this one.
Do not own Supernatural or anything but if I did….well things would be different haha.
Who Doesn't Love A Good Birthday Party
The next morning Bobby was sitting with his books in front of him while Sam and Holly were in the kitchen talking to Dean about what had happened the night before, "Dean why is this so hard to believe? I mean it was an angel that pulled you out of hell. That's a good thing isn't it?" Holly asked as she stood next to him.
"Look, all I know is I was not groped by an angel." Dean said still not believing an angel saved him from hell.
"Okay, look, Dean. Why do you think this Castiel would lie to you about it?" asked Sam
"Maybe he's some kind of demon. Demons lie."
"Dean why would a demon want you out of hell? I mean they wanted you there at all cost so why let you off so easy?" Holly said to Dean.
"She is right Dean. I mean a demon who's immune to salt rounds and devil's traps... And Ruby's knife? Dean, Lilith is scared of that thing." Sam said.
"Don't you think that if angels were real, that some hunter somewhere would have seen one... at some point... ever?"
"They have Dean….you just met one face to face." Holly said and Dean glared at her, "What? I am just saying. You asked so I told you."
"I'm trying to come up with a theory here. Okay? Work with me."
"Dean, we have a theory." Sam said.
"Yeah, one with a little less fairy dust on it, please."
"You three chuckleheads want to keep arguing religion, or do you want to come take a look at this?" Bobby called from the other room, "I got stacks of lore - Biblical, pre-Biblical. Some of it's in damn cuneiform. It all says an angel can snatch a soul from the pit."
"What else?" Dean asked him hoping he waould have another possible answer to who saved him.
"What else could do it?"
"Airlift your ass out of the hot box? As far as I can tell...nothing."
Sam looked at Holly and smiled before looking back to Dean, "Dean, this is good news."
"Because for once, this isn't just another round of demon crap. I mean, maybe you were saved by one of the good guys, you know?"
"Okay. Say it's true. Say there are angels. Then what? There's a god?" Dean said with disbelief in his voice.
"At this point, Vegas money's on yeah." Bobby said to him.
"Dean there is no other way." Holly said. "You just have to believe a little."
Dean looked over at her. She had always been a very spiritual person so if anyone was believing this, it was Holly Singer, "I don't know, guys."
"Okay, look. I know you're not all choirboy about this stuff, but this is becoming less and less about faith and more and more about proof." Sam said.
"Proof that there's a god out there that actually gives a crap about me personally? I'm sorry, but I'm not buying it!" Dean said getting frustrated and Holly could see that.
"Why not?" Sam asked Dean.
"Because why me? If there is a god out there, why would he give a crap about me?"
"Dean…." Holly started but was cut off by Dean. She knew he was having a hard time with this theory but he has never been one to believe that good things can happen to him.
"I mean, I've saved some people, okay? I figured that made up for the stealing and ditching chicks…., "he stopped and looked over at Holly who was glaring at him but she knew how he was before and after her. She had heard the stories, "Sorry Holly, But why do I deserve to get saved? I'm just a regular guy."
"Apparently, you're a regular guy that's important to the man upstairs." Sam said.
"Well, that creeps me out. I mean, I don't like getting singled out at birthday parties, much less by...God."
"Okay, well, too bad, Dean, because I think he wants you to strap on your party hat."
Holly smiled and put her arm around Dean, "Awww, Happy Birthday doesnt love a good birthday party and look and the bright side, maybe there will be a nice big cake just for you or a pie." She said and Dean smiled down at her, "See that's the spirit."
"You are enjoying this a little too much don't ya think?"
"I am a sucker for a good party what can I say."
"All right. What do we know about angels?" he asked and looked over at Bobby
Bobby picked up a pile of large books and put them in front of Dean on the desk, "Start reading."
Dean looked at the pile of books, and turns towards Sam, "You're gonna get me some pie." He grabbed a book from the top of the pile and walked back into the kitchen.
While Sam had gone to get Dean some pie, Holly was in the kitchen sitting across from Dean reading her own book. They weren't talking a lot but every now and them she was glare up at him and sigh.
Dean looked up from his book and he knew she had something she wanted to say. He knew her all to well, "What?" he asked causing her to look up at him.
"What? I didn't say anything."
"But you want to say something. You aint huffy and puffying for nothing."
Holly closed her book and sat it on the table, "Why do you have to be so closed minded about this?"
Dean rolled his eyes and got up, "Holly, please don't start ok. I have had a rough couple of days."
"After being in hell, you call what you have just gone through rough? There is a good chance it was an angel that saved you of all thing but thats bad?"
"You know what I mean."
Holly got up and walked over to him, "Is there anything you want to talk about Dean? I mean id there something your not telling us?"
"Nope" he replied in a hard tone. She felt a little hurt by his tone with her. All she wanted to do was help him out in some way. After their kiss the night before, Dean hasn't really said a lot to her so Holly wasn't sure what it had meant to him, "Why do you want to talk so bad anyways? You never cared before I went to hell. I mean I never heard from you."
Holly felt a tear come up in her eye, "You know your right. You don't have to talk to me."
She started to walk away when Dean stopped her, "Don't act like your hurt Holly. You dumped me remember?"
"You're right and now I am beginning to remember why." Holly jerked her arm away and walked passed her dad and up to her room.
Dean stood in the kitchen with a sad look as Bobby walked over to him, "Trouble in paradise already?"
"I know she just want to help but, there are just somethings I don't want to talk about right now."
"Dean it's never been a secret that I wasnt happy when you two started dating last time but for some reason she wanted you and still does so cut her some slack."
"she is the one who broke up with me and she seems to think that everything was or is my fault."
"Listen Dean, Holly can be very…"
"Pushy, bossy, bitc…"
"Watch it boy. That is my baby girl you are talking about."
"I know how she can be. I raised her remember and I know that all she wants to do is help you in some way. She is not looking for you to spill your gut but she look for you to at least give her something. You don't know what it was like for her when you were gone." Dean looked to the stair and wondered if he should go after her or just let her go, "As much as I know I am going to regret this, I think you should talk to her." Bobby said and turned away, "with the door open." He added.
Dean stood there for a minute before walking up the stair and up to her door, "Holly are you in there? We need to talk."
Holly was sitting on her bed, holding a small angel doll that her mother had given to her when she was just a baby. It was the only thing she had that was from her, "Just go away Dean. I'm fine, you're fine, everybody is…fine." She said and started to cry.
Dean opened the door and saw her sitting there, they last time they were in the room was when she told him she was moving on, "I thought you wanted to talk."
Holly wiped her eyes, "Not anymore."
He walked over and sat next to her, "Listen its not that I wouldn't love to talk to you but there is just not a lot I remember about hell. The only thing I remember thinking about before, during and after hell was…..was you Holly."
"Really?" she asked and looked over at him.
Dean took his finger and wiped the last tears away, "Yes. We may not agree on something's but I know you just want to think positive and I'm sorry that I can't."
"I know I just want things to be ok and I just have this feeling that…"
"That's someone is just going to take you away again and I don't think I can handle that."
"I'm not going anywhere Holly." Dean cupped her face and kissed her lightly.
As the kiss became deeper and more passionate, Dean laid her onto the bed and Holly responded with a soft moan as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "I missed you." She whispered between kisses.
Just as Dean began to moved from her soft, red lips down to her neck, they heard Bobby calling them from downstairs, "Guys a called a friend of mine and she not answering. We need to go check it out and Dean, get off my daughter!"
Dean looked down at Holly and raised his eyebrow, "How does he always do that?"
"Call it fathers intuition I guess." She said as she pushed him off of her, "Come on we better go."
Dean watched as she walked out of her door and smiled to himself. No matter who or what brought him back, the one good thing that could come out of it was the fact that he had her back in his life and he wasn't going to waste his second chance.
Author Note 2: I hope you liked it. Please review for me. It took me awhile to get it done and I would just really love if you reviewed and keep me motivated. Thank you so much- Amy