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Sons of the Morning
The Sphinx and the Legend
Under the names of Osiris, Tammuz, Adonis, and Attis, the people of Egypt and Western Asia represented the yearly decay and revival of life…which they personified as a god who annually died and rose again from the dead. In the religious literature of Babylonia, Tammuz appears as the youthful spouse or lover of Ishtar, the great mother goddess, the embodiment of the reproductive energies of nature. Every year Tammuz was believed to die, passing from the cheerful earth to the gloomy subterranean world and every year his divine mistress journeyed in quest of him "to the land from which there is no return, to the house of darkness, where dust lies on door and bolt". The queen of the infernal regions, Allatu, allowed Ishtar to be sprinkled with the Water of Life and to depart, in company with her lover Tammuz that the two might return together to the upper world and with their return all nature might revive
From The Golden Bough, A study in Magic and Religion
By Sir James Fraser, London, 1922
Standing up, Dean picked up his blanket and folded it over his arm. "Are we going to tell anyone about your cat-tastrophe? Or are we going to keep it to ourselves?"
Sam followed Dean back through the woods. "I'm not really sure what we should do. I'd like to know a little bit more before we show anyone else. I don't want them to freak out and shoot me. And it's not just me."
"What are you talking about?" responded Dean. "It wasn't me back there growing fur and whiskers."
"No, but you didn't see what I saw." Sam picked up a stick and poked at his brother. "You were glowing."
"Glowing, what the hell does that mean? Stop poking me or I'll park that stick some place uncomfortable." Dean made to grab the stick from his brother.
"At first I thought it was just the sunlight behind you, but you're still doing it. Sam waved his stick. "Look at your hands."
Dean looked at his hands as they passed into the shadow of the trees. There was a mild golden light around them, like an aura. Spooked, he shook them quickly. In the shade there was an actual gold smearing effect which passed quickly but was definitely visible, tracing the path of his hands.
"What the hell, Sam? Is this something you gave me? Tell me I caught "glowy light" thing from you, you freak."
"I don't know." Sam answered. "I'm not glowing but then you're not turning into a cat either."
"Maybe this thing that got at me has different effects on different people. I will tell you one thing though that you should be aware of." Sam rubbed the back of his neck. "I have an almost overwhelming urge to touch you."
He stepped forward into Dean's space.
Dean almost tripped dodging away from Sam's hand. "Back off, cat boy. Once again, what the hell? "
"I don't know, Dean." Sam looked nervous. "I have never had the urge to just grab you before. You better hope it's only me. I guess we'll know when we get back to camp."
They found out pretty quickly. When they stepped out of the trees every person within twenty feet snapped to attention. They all focused on Dean and a couple of them even stood up like they were going to come towards him.
"Head for the medical cabin." Sam pushed Dean, an oddity since they routinely did not touch each other.
They got up the steps and inside as quickly as they could. Sam grabbed Dean's elbow. "Sit down. I'll go find Sokanon."
Dean jerked his arm out of Sam's hand. "OK, I'll sit. Just stop touching me."
Sam was back with both Sokanon and Wapun in a minute.
Both women stopped dead as they entered the room, then immediately moved on Dean. He backed up but had nowhere to go so climbed up on the chair and put his back against the wall.
"Hey, back off! What's going on here?" Dean sounded panicked.
Wapun got ahold of an ankle but Sokanon rammed her hands in her smock pockets. She looked at her sister and wiggled an eyebrow. "Do you smell that?"
"You smell something?" Wapun asked. "I feel a kind of buzz. What did you do Dean? Are you wearing something strange? What is this weird effect?"
"I have no idea." Dean nervously responded. "Ask Mr. Wizard over there."
Everybody looked at Sam. "Can we all just sit down? And maybe let go of Dean. I think it's making him tense."
Dean slid back down to the seat of his arm chair. Both Sokanon and Wapun pulled up light side chairs and sat next to him, one on the left and one on the right. Wapun reclaimed a body part and fastened on to his wrist. He looked at her and visibly decided not to fight it. Sokanon snuck a hand around to the back of his neck. Sam watched the action and snorted.
"I think you're going to have to learn to control it or live with it, Dean. Ignoring it isn't going to work. Hold on, I'm going to call Digger and Nixkamich. "Sam took out his phone and made the call.
In a few more minutes both men were with them. They both eyed Dean strangely.
"What's this?" Digger asked.
Sokanon answered before Dean did. "I think it's some form of subliminal message. I get it as a smell, like musk. Wapun feels a kind of buzzing. What about you guys? Is it just limited to females?"
"No," Sam answered. "I don't know about Digger and Grandfather but I feel almost a compulsion to touch him. If I get too close I can't help myself."
Digger and Nixkamich confirmed Sam's feeling. They weren't getting physical sensations like the women but there was some kind of a call they couldn't describe.
"This seems to be an after effect of my time trip up on the Burgess Shale. I'm going to show you something. Don't freak out and don't shoot me. Just know that I seem to have passed this on to Dean when I touched his bloody wound in the truck. Watch."
Sam concentrated and found the bell sounding again within him. He could feel everyone in the room stiffen and he know he was changing again. It felt good. He liked it. After a minute he looked up at the people.
"Wow," said Digger. "Good trick. Is it still you in there?"
"Yes, it's me." Sam said. "Funny, that's the first time I have talked like this. What do I look like?"
"Now I have the urge not so much to touch Dean, but to go find some really big dry cat treats." Digger laughed but seemed to be taking the whole thing well.
"You look like a really big cat. But something more than just a cat." Digger walked over and around Sam. "You know, I think you might have wings back here. What does that make you?"
"I'm pretty sure I'm an Egyptian Sphinx." Sam replied. "This just happened to us within the past hour. I think we need a little time to get used to it."
"I think the world might need time to get used to both of you." Digger said. "A golden glowing guy and a huge red-brown cat are going to attract a lot of attention, especially if one of you is driving.
"Hey, Sam," Dean pitched in. "Can you spread those wings? I kinda want to get the whole effect."
Sam stood and stretched. His fingertips brushed the ceiling and he rolled his shoulders. Although his face remained pretty much the same except for cat whiskers and a light dusting of red-brown facial hair, his body was elongated and supple, very much like a cat. There was a rustling noise and the stylized wings of a Sphinx arced up and appeared behind his shoulders, faintly waving. They were russet colored just like his hair. The colors of the desert, russet and umber and delicately shaded shadows decorated the individual feathers, throwing them into clear relief.
"It's been said before but needs to be said again…Wow!" Dean commented.
Sam sat and stopped the tolling of his internal bell. His body morphed back to human.
Everyone in the room was silent. Now Sam was nervous.
"I can tell you all what I know about Sphinx." Sam said.
Dean put his hands up, dislodging Wapun's hand on his wrist. She made a grab and captured a knee. "Great, get ready for Professor Sam,"
Sam ignored the comment and started; "Sphinx appeared very early in Egyptian religious art. They are thought to have originally been Ethiopian and were considered Guardians, especially of tombs and temples and early on were almost exclusively male. The oldest known statue of one was found about one hundred miles East of Kortik Tepe, Turkey and has been dated to 9,500 B.C."
"It became common to build rows of them on approaches to important tombs and temples. In Thebes over nine hundred of them, with the heads of rams, were built on the approach to the Temple of Ammon."
"The best known statue of one is the Great Sphinx on the Giza Plateau. It was once thought that the Sphinx was built there to protect the Pyramids. Now there is a theory that the Pyramids were built there to be near the Sphinx and enjoy its protection. It became common in Egypt to carve the head of the Sphinx into the image of a Pharaoh to emphasize the Pharaoh's relationship to the God."
"The God they were worshipping most likely was the Goddess Sekhmet who appeared traditionally as a lioness. She was the warrior goddess and a goddess of healing for Upper Egypt."
"Later, under the unification of Upper and Lower Egypt, there was a conflict between the worshippers of Sekhmet and that of Bast, another female cat god of Lower Egypt and the assigned mother of the fierce god Maahees of Nubia. Maahees may be the archetype my transformation is based on. He might even be the reason that Egyptian Sphinxes were generally male. Thank God." Sam took a breath.
"Transforming into a cat I can almost handle. Transforming into a female cat is out of the question." He gave Dean, who, of course, was snickering, the stink eye. "Watch it, lightening bug."
Wapun laughed and smacked Dean's leg. "Leave your brother alone," she told him.
Sam went on and Dean groaned and rolled his eyes. "The conflict between Sekhmet and Bast was resolved as they diverged. Bast became, more famous Bastet, the cat goddess. Bastet became the Goddess of protection against diseases and evil spirits. She was also knows as The Eye of Ra."
"The Egyptians worshipped their cats as a personification of the Goddess. They were treated as members of the family and the family would go into mourning when one died. They were routinely mummified. At the temple of Bast at Per-Bast over 300,000 mummified cats were discovered when the temple was excavated."
Dean moved restlessly. "Any more Sam? I think my legs have gone to sleep. Especially anything useful?"
"Sphinxes have appeared all over the world. A creature with the body of a lion and the head of a human is present in the mythology and art of South and South-East Asia. In Sanskrit they are purushamriga and appear in many other cultures, in Sri Lanka, Myanmar and Thailand."
"In South India sphinxes are found in sculptural art in temples and palaces and are said to take away the sins of worshippers and ward off evil in general and so are found at the entrances or temple gateways."
Sam paused and Dean leaped to his feet. "Enough!" Dean turned to everyone else. "If you don't step on him he goes on forever."
Sam pursed his lips tight. "The more we know, the more we can understand, Dean. You know that as well as I do. We don't go into hunts without every piece of info we can find."
"Last I checked we weren't a hunt, Sam. We are us, you and me, Sam and Dean. Unless, of course, you're planning on putting me down."
Sam laughed lightly. "I don't even know what you are right now, Dean. I suspect you might be a personification of one of the fertility Gods like Adonis or Tammuz, but I don't know for sure. We'll just have to wait and see. We need to get used to this and see what comes up "
Sam stood as if to leave but Nixkamich put up his hand. "Hold on Sam," he said.
"Since you and your brother are here there is something I want to discuss with both of you."
Digger turned and looked out the window. He seemed to know what was coming.
"Ayamis' family has come to me with the request that we arrange a marriage between you and her."
Sam looked intently into Nixkamich's face. "They don't know about this latest twist. Do you think they will still agree? It's not every day your only daughter marries a cat."
"Oh, I'm sure it's not going to be a problem. They wanted to ally with you when it was only apparent that you had Shamanistic qualities. Now, they will want to include you in the gene pool even more."
"What about Ayamis? What does she think of all this?" Sam wanted to know.
"Oh, yeah, she's completely on board. In fact, she wants to get it done before school starts. She knows you are planning on leaving and it's OK with her. She'd like to go back to school with a wedding ring and maybe even a bun in the oven. Keeps her from being hit on and she'll just keep on living with her parents unless you decide otherwise. She'll wait."
"She is a lot like you, enjoys learning and studying. When she's out of the mountains at school we'll make sure she is guarded. I know you have enemies, but I can't imagine how someone would find out that she's your wife. It's not like we register these ceremonies. When the kid comes, a birth certificate might be a different problem. "
"That is not Cree terminology. A bun in the oven? Really!" Sam snorted.
Dean's mouth dropped open. "You want his DNA in the gene pool? What about me? If we're gonna use T.V. clichés, what am I, chopped liver?"
Wapun patted Dean's leg possessively. "Oh, don't worry honey; you're already swimming in the gene pool. You're my baby daddy."
Sokanon giggled at the look on Dean's face. "We tossed for it. Don't ask who won what; just know that Wapun is pregnant."
Dean looked like he had been hit over the head. He looked at Wapun then Sam and back to Wapun. He was on the verge of hyperventilating, and Sokanon pushed his head down to his knees. "Deep breaths, deep, take it easy." She was smiling and laughing.
Digger faced the room. "Now that everyone's done springing surprises I got errands to run.
Dean cleared his throat and set up straight, ditching Sokanon's hand on the back of his head. "Sorry, big guy, got one more."
"We had a call that the Hunters are organizing to come up here and attack. They don't like me and Sam; they don't like the stories of the spirit wolves; they don't like a lot of things. We should have taken care of Tom and Andy somehow instead of letting them go back to gossip central. We really didn't intend to bring trouble here."
Three days later and a lot had happened. Sam's wedding was on track for today and Dean had offered to take care of the presents for the wedding guests. In this culture, the guests don't give presents to the bride and groom, the bride and groom give presents to the guests.
After a lot of experimentation Dean had discovered that not only could he heal very fast, he has the power to heal. He tested it with Sokanon's permission on a few of her patients. He cured an old woman's cataracts, saving her from eye surgery. She saw better now than she ever has, or so she says.
He stopped the bleeding when one of cooks got a little too enthusiastic with a carving knife, sending her back to her kitchen, happy.
He offered to take care of Wapun's little bundle of joy and got a really sharp smack upside his head for his trouble. Wapun did not see it as a problem that she needed "cured". He almost got into a world of trouble over that one.
Warning – sex scene follows
He offered to make it up to her and told her he wouldn't mind if she wanted to use her leather strap on him again.
She laughed and said "Don't you worry about that. I'll take you whenever I want to, my choice." He stayed close to her for days, hoping. He turned up his glow every time he got close. She was a remarkably strong willed woman but on the second day she cracked.
He had followed her into her cabin, the one they had taken him to before. As soon as they got in the door she turned to face him and he poured all his frustration in to a kiss that drove them up against the wall. She was close to his height and he loved that she was right there; her lips aligned with his own.
"Why don't you want me?" He asked, breathing in the scent of her hair and kissing up the side of her long neck, sucking and nipping as if he were starving and she was the answer. His skin was glowing and he could feel the blood beating in her throat.
He had pushed her hands against the wall and she pulled them loose and brought his head down so she could whisper in his ear, her breath tingling his flesh. "No one owns me. I am my own woman and I decide want I want."
He laughed at her. "Even me? Is that what you want, me? It hasn't seemed like it."
She returned the laugh. "You've almost lit the forest on fire. I was wondering how the deer were staying in the trees. Every pair of eyes here has been following you around. I knew if I gave in so easily I would just be another pair of those eyes."
She took his hand and they went to the couch. There were soft furs draped everywhere. "Expecting a party?" he asked.
"Yeah, you." She answered and pushed him down then stood in front of him and started getting naked. He watched entranced. She leaned over and started removing his shirt. Grasping and pulling it off she managed to find his lips when his head cleared the edge of the fabric.
Then it was frantic activity as he stood and removed his boots and pants. Finally, they were both naked and he fell back on the couch. She climbed into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck and started rubbing her dampness against his dick. It was slither, slide and then kiss. She managed to turn it into a complex dance. Their bellies slapped together, damp with sweat. She ran her hands over his chest, tweaking his nipples. He returned the favor. He would never again believe that a lap dance you paid for was worth the money.
His heart was pounding and the blood beating in his ears drown out all sound. He could hear his breath moving in and out but other than that all her could feel was her. Finally came the moment when she rose up the necessary inch and he slid home. He held on tight as she rode him to completion. It was like fireworks behind his eyes.
Afterward he sat naked on the couch, sticky, wet and content. She stood and from somewhere produced a damp cloth, cleaned him off and then pushed him over sideways on the couch and covered him with a soft warm fur.
"What happened to my leather strap?" he muttered.
"Do you really think I needed that?" she laughed at him
"It's my party favor. For my collection."
"Go to sleep. I'll give you one in the morning."
Sam's wedding was the next day in the early evening.
After the wedding Dean was supposed to be Sam's gift to the guests. He was going to cure various minor problems for people. Warts, sties, moles, skin lesions, all minor problems that people don't think were worth wasting Sokanon's time on.
Ayamis had laughed when she heard what the brothers had planned. "That's definitely different; never heard of that kind of gift before".
She had little bundles of medicinal dried herbs tied up with soft wool yarn that she had been making in anticipation of her wedding for years. They were traditional gifts that young girls had made for centuries and very welcome by the guests. Some of the herbs made tea; some could be burned like incense and were good for headaches; some had other uses.
Dean checked and Sam seemed very much at peace with his decision to marry Ayamis. They both knew that she would be safe here in the mountains. Digger would protect both her and Wapun and the eventual children against all comers, human or otherwise. Sam would wear his wedding ring like a talisman and stop worrying about cursing the poor women he occasionally seduced.
If ever the Winchesters felt that they had a chance at families, no matter how unusual, this looked like it. Dean was only sorry that Bobby wasn't there to see it. He would have loved to be called Grandpa.
In addition to playing with Dean's gift of healing and, it appeared, highly enhanced sex appeal, as if he needed it; Sam discovered that he could take his Sphinx body with him on spirit walks. Dean decided this was going to be a major advantage on any hunt they worked.
Sam could manipulate objects and even carry stuff with him. When Dean found out that he could also turn his "attraction" on and off like Sam could control the cat, it seemed too good to be true.
Dean only found one problem with these gifts. When he was in enhanced mode Sam seemed to get "handsey", touching and caressing Dean's skin. Dean could have just told him to stop but he was beginning to find that he kind of liked it, which freaked him out. OK, he could just imagine seducing some random dude but the idea that the dude might be Sam made his toes curl. This was going to take serious thought.
The sun was setting and the campfires were lit. In front of the main fire circle Sam stood with Ayamis, with Nixkamich officiating. Sam was dressed in white linen-like pants and an embroidered all white shirt. Ayamis was dressed in a modern First Nations dress of soft doeskin, with stylized decorations of shell and beads.
There was no denying they were a striking couple.
Behind them stood the traditional four "sponsors", people who pledged to provide advice to the couple for their lifetimes. Sam told Dean to think of the sponsors as people, not necessarily related to the newly married couple, who had "get out of jail free cards" to stick their noses in whenever they wanted. Sam's sponsors were Dean and Digger and Ayamis' were her aunt and uncle on her mother's side.
Nixkamich was the wedding's "pipe bearer". He prayed and raised the smoking pipe in the four cardinal directions then passed it to the bride and groom to puff on. The couple then repeated a prayer of their own to the spirit of the land and the wedding was official in the eyes of the tribe.
Nixkamich had promised that he would send appropriate notice to the tribal council to record the wedding but it would only appear in the tribal records for purposes of inheritance. No notice would be made to the Canadian government.
This particular wedding however had a special ceremony of its' own. A number of people had approached Nixkamich about asking Sam to transform into his Sphinx form for them.
Sam had decided it was a good idea. He wanted everyone to know exactly what they were getting involved with. It was also the reason that he and Dean had decided to exhibit Dean's power of healing.
After returning the pipe to Nixkamich Sam let go of Ayamis' hand and she stepped back. It took Sam only a moment to find his center and let the bell toll. As his body elongated and he took on the russet coloration, his wings appeared.
He ruffled his wings and a whisper swept through the people gathered there. As he stretched them out the fire tossed their shadows against the trees. He knew this was possibly the only time he would show the wings without fear. After this they would be hidden away.
Ayamis and Sam slipped away to consummated their marriage in private. These were two very private and basically shy people. What they shared was for them alone.
Dean smiled and waved to his brother, keeping his smart mouth and possibly dirty remarks to himself. Wapun stood on one side of him and Sokanon on the other. Sokanon was there to keep an eye on Dean's "healing". Wapun was there just for Dean.
It was another three days before they were loading up the Impala, including Dean's favorite blanket which Digger had given him.
He and Sam were going to take off first to meet with Garth and then to travel on to Elroy's bar in Nebraska to fulfill an old promise to a couple of hunters named Walt and Roy and to see if they could put a cap on the damage done by Tom and Andy's gossip.
It might not, and really, mostly likely, wouldn't make a difference to the Hunters with their minds already set on a Winchester hunt but they wanted to try.
With them out of the mountains and showing their faces again they hoped that the Rocky Mountains camp would be forgotten. Digger would be on watch with the help of the other "hunters' they had trained.
Sam had gone into the forest one night to talk to the spirit wolves and try to explain the situation to them. When he came back he didn't know that they really understood him but they did seem to like him. They had stopped circling when he was there and sat staring at him. One had even lain down with his head on Sam's feet.
They felt they had done everything they could to protect their new home and families. Now the only thing they could do was keep the Hunters away.
This ends the story "Sons of the Morning". If you want to follow the boys further, the sequel is called "Walt and Roy Get What They Deserve"
And it starts immediately.