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Title: Horseshoes and Hand Grenades
Characters: Dean/OFC, Sam/OFC, Alec, Ben, Dark Angel Crossover
Spoilers: None
Rating: T
Warnings: AU. For this fic I changed the DA time line. The pulse has already hit and Alec is out of Manticore in 2009
Summary: Dean and Sam are on a hunt outside of Seattle when they come across a young boy who looks remarkably like Dean



*~Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Dark Angel or Supernatural characters. For this fic I changed the DA time line. The pulse has already hit and Alec is out of Manticore in 2009. The characters of Lexi, Jake and Jackie are from a Supernatural AU Verse that I write. This is my first DA fic so please be kind. I hope you like it. Reviews would be great.~*

Chapter 2

Sam blinked staring up at Dean and Lexi. This was unbelievable. No unbelievable wasn't the right word, this was damn near impossible. Dean had a clone. No matter how many times he heard his brother say it, Sam just couldn't wrap his head around the idea. There was a miniature version of his older brother that was made in a lab with Dean's stolen DNA. That statement alone could buy someone a one way ticket to a padded room. Sam shook his head trying to grasp the situation before he spoke. “So you expect me to believe that this Manticore place engineers soldiers from petri dishes and test tubes? And we have one asleep in your bedroom?”

“Yes, Sammy but he's just a kid.”

“Yeah, Dean and you were just a kid once that could hit a target at six years old. This kid is genetically enhanced.....he could be dangerous.”

“He's staying Sammy end of story. We're not gonna hand him back over to those monsters. I'll say it again man, demons I get, humans are fucking crazy.”

Sam nodded, even as far fetched as the only thing sounded he knew Dean was right. They couldn't hand this child over to these people. He was still apprehensive though. For one, these people were going to want Alec back. Two, they'd probably do anything to cover up their project which meant they were all in danger. “Okay but we need to find out all we can about these Manticore people so we know what we're up against. Lexi what did you see in your vision?”

Lexi chewed on her bottom lip not paying too much attention to the conversation until she felt Dean squeeze her knee. She studied the hand on her knee, focusing on the platinum wedding band and retold what she saw,“It was some government/military operation. The kids are designed to be a human weapon, the perfect solider if you will. There was a name that kept going through Alec's mind, Lydecker. One thing I know for sure, Alec's afraid of him.”

“Lydecker? I know that name.” Sam gestured to the journal Dean was flipping through impatiently, “Dean let me see that.” Sam began searching through John's journal, he was almost certain that this Lydecker was mentioned by their father. Sam suddenly settled on a page, his eyes scanning the text quickly, “Dean I don't believe this.”

“What?”

“Remember that hunt when you were 19? The one we did up here in Auburn with dad?”

“You mean the faceless roamer guy? Yeah what of it?”

“Dean you got pretty banged up remember? Dad called his army buddy that lived near by......Lydecker. He must've stolen a bloody towel or something.”

“SON OF A BITCH.”

*~*~*~*

Alec sat up in bed listening to the adult voices discussing him and Lydecker. He immediately recognized Lexi's voice and picked out three other distinct voices. He sat motionless, eavesdropping on their conversation. The one named Dean, was saying that he was not going to let Manticore get their hands on him, Alec, ever again. He suddenly realized the deep gravely voice was that of his donor and felt a swell of pride well up in him. Alec needed to see his donor with his own eyes right then and there. Still dressed in Dean's over sized flannel, he leaped out of the bed and made his way towards the voices. He was standing in the archway to the small living room listening to his donor's strategy, he couldn't see him at all, the man's back was to him. Alec crept closer to get a proper look freezing when three pairs of eyes settled on him. Dean turned around to see what the others were staring at his gaze meeting a pair of identical gold flecked green eyes; he stood up making his way over to the boy that was staring at him intently. “You must be Alec.” Dean stated simply throwing the kid what he hoped was a friendly smile.

Finally coming face to face with the man Alec had always wondered about left him speechless and slightly awed. He knew why Manticore had chosen Dean, standing at more than six feet tall and solidly built, he was an imposing figure even for an ordinary. Even though he didn't have the grace or reflexes of cat like he did, Alec just knew he could inflict some serious damage in hand to hand. “You're my donor.”

“Donor's not the word I would use kid. I didn't volunteer anything but yeah I guess I am. I'm Dean and obviously you already know Lexi. That's my little brother Sammy.”

“It's Sam.”

“Yeah, yeah, Sammy. And the woman standing next to him, which between us is WAY out of his league, is his wife Jackie.” Dean and Alec snickered simultaneously at the last comment drawing raised eyebrows from the other three occupants in the room. Dean knelt so that he was eye level with the boy in front of him taking in the boys appearance. “How bout we get some grub in you, uh? You look like you haven't had much to eat in a few days.”

“We got by.”

“We? Who's we?”

Alec's eyes widened in panic. He couldn't believe he forgot the plan due to a hot sandwich and a warm bath. He schooled his features to hide the panic he felt inside before asking, “What time is it, Dean?”

Dean glanced down at his watch then back to Alec, “It's ten of six. Why?”

“I've gotta go.”

“Whoa, slow your roll kid. You ain't going anywhere till you tell me what's going on.”

Alec sighed deciding the best approach here would be to tell the truth. He cocked his eyebrow at Dean and shrugged, “I went to get....I went to steal food from the store and I told my brother if I wasn't back by 1900 to leave without me and to meet me tomorrow at the bus station at 0600. If I don't show he'd know I was captured by Manticore and he'd take off. ”

“Ok, well let's go get him then.”

“No, I have to go by myself.”

“Alec, this ain't negotiable. I'm not letting you go off by yourself. Now let's go.”

“But, Ben doesn't know who you are. I gotta talk to him.......”

“Listen you go in and explain the situation to him and I'll wait outside, k?” Dean didn't wait for Alec to answer, he told Alec to go throw his clothes on and grabbed his car keys turning to Sam, “You coming Sammy?”

Dean cut the lights to the Impala half a mile back before pulling up in front of the abandoned house. He turned looking at Alec, “You got five minutes kid before me and Sammy go in there guns a blaze. Got it?”

“Got it.”

Sam turned to his brother once Alec disappeared inside the house not hiding his disapproval. “We shouldn't have let him go in there by himself.”

“Dude, it's his brother. He'll be fine.”

“How do you know?”

Dean sighed and rolled his eyes, “Because it's his BROTHER, Sammy. Come on he's not gonna hurt his own brother but if we went in first the kid would've ran.”

Alec took his time checking the bottom floor out to make sure it was all clear. He called out for Ben several times before his twin came out from his hiding place. “Come on Ben we're leaving.”

“Where've you been Alec? I was about to take off.”

Alec quirked his eyebrow at his twin, “I got some help.”

“From an ordinary? We can't trust ordinaries, Alec.”

“Not just any ordinary Ben, our donor.” Alec gestured for Ben to follow him but he stayed where he was. Alec turned to his twin impatiently asking him if he was coming or not. Ben raised his own eyebrow at Alec shaking his head no. “Come on Ben! He's not gonna turn us back over to Manticore. He's waiting for us outside. You trust me right?” Ben nodded and reluctantly followed Alec out to the car. Ben stared at the men that were leaning against the black car. He turned to Dean his eyes slightly wide, “You're our donor.”

Dean scratched the back of his head nodding as he did so. He knelt down holding out his hand, “And

you're Ben. I'm Dean and that's my brother Sammy. Listen, kid, I know you have no reason to trust us but we're not gonna hurt you. I promise you as long as I'm still kicking nothing bad's gonna happen to you again. Come with us and we'll get you boys somewhere safe.”

The boys sat together in the back seat with Alec talking Ben's ear off the whole way back to the cabin. Dean glanced at them in the rear view mirror, smirking while he listened to Alec talk about the wonders of grilled cheese; his hands mimicking pulling the sandwich apart. He described in great detail the gooey goodness he had tasted, his face lit up with excitement. Ben mouthed the word wow his eyes huge in wonder as Alec nodded his head in agreement with his brother's statement. It made Dean chuckle but it also made him realize that the two boys in his backseat were anything but normal.

*~*~*~*

Dean made the introductions when they returned to the cabin with Ben and wasn't really all that surprised when he asked Lexi if she could make him a grilled cheese for dinner. She looked over at Alec who had an innocent expression on his face, “What? It was the best thing I EVER ate.” She laughed, gesturing for Ben to follow her into the kitchen. Alec,close on Ben's heels, talked nonstop about how this sandwich was going to change Ben's life. Once Ben's grilled cheese was ready they all sat at the table with bowls of chicken stew. Alec eyed Ben's sandwich with jealousy, not that the stew was bad, it was way better than the slop they got at Manticore, it just wasn't on the same level of goodness as grilled cheese. Dean watched Alec for a beat, he gestured with his spoon asking if something was wrong with his food. Alec shook his head no and started eating his food slowly. “Ya know Alec,” Dean stated between a mouthful of stew, “if you liked grilled cheese wait till you have

macaroni and cheese.”

“Can we have it tomorrow?”

“We'll see.”

Sam was trying hard not to stare but his eyes kept darting between Dean, Alec and Ben. It was just weird seeing the three of them sitting together at the same table. Besides the fact that the boys had the same face as his brother, they had Dean's mannerisms. He closed his eyes remembering how his brother was at that age. Dean was quiet a handful to say the least and there was only one of him. Sam laughed at the thought of Dean having to parent his two young clones drawing everyone's attention to himself. “So, do we have plan yet?” Sam asked the table in general.

“Yeah,” Jackie nodded, “Lexi and I were talking when you guys went to get Ben. We think we should go to Bobby's.”

Sam shrugged and frowned at Dean, who in turn tilted his head to the side in response. Dean polished off his biscuit slowly, aware that they are all waiting on his answer. “So, you girls wanna up and leave in the middle of a hunt? I mean yeah, laying low at Bobby's sounds like a good idea but we never leave in the middle of a job.” Lexi threw him a look, one that Dean knew all too well. The one that meant she's ready for a fight and he knew he was in deep shit. “Don't you think our priority should be to get Alec and Ben away from here while we still can? Let some other hunter deal with this creature. And besides I already called Bobby.”

“You did, uh? What did he say?”

“He's expecting us to show up in a few days.”

Dean ran his hand through his hair and sighed. He could see there was no way he was gonna win this one, not with Lexi and Jackie teaming up against him. He jerked his chin in Sam's direction asking how much money they had left. Sam counted what they had left, frowning as he did so. “Nowhere near enough to get us to South Dakota, Dean.”

“Guess I'm going to the bar then.”

“You were there the other night hustling.” Jackie reminded Dean simply, “Me and Sam will go. Besides you should stay here with Lexi and the kids.”

Later that night

“Hey Lex, you want butter on the popcorn?” Dean called from the kitchen.

“Sure just don't over do it.”

Dean made his way over to her balancing the bowl of popcorn, his beer and a diet coke for Lexi in his arms. He smiled at her handing her the diet coke before placing the bowl on the beat up coffee table. Dean flopped on the couch next to Lexi throwing his arm around her shoulders and pulling her tightly against him. He cracked open his beer taking a long pull from it. “So what are we watching?”

“Psycho.....the original.”

“Of course the original, why bother with the remake.” He settled back into the couch while giving her shoulders a squeeze. “Like old times isn't it? Me, you, a bowl of popcorn and some AMC.” She nodded resting her head on his shoulder. Lexi nuzzled her face deeper into his neck; she loved the way he smelled of Irish spring, old spice and cigarettes. She gave his neck a little nip while sliding her hand up under Dean's t-shirt. She ran her palm up to his chest and back down the length of his torso stopping at the waistband of his jeans. Dean quirked his eyebrow at her while her fingertips skimmed along the strip of hair that led down, her fingers following it under his jeans, “Hey don't start something you can't finish Lex.”

She smirked at him sliding her fingers back up to his stomach, “Who says I can't finish it? We're practically alone aren't we? Sam and Jackie are down at the bar hustling gas money. And the boys?”

“All three are sleeping. Looks like you're couching it tonight and I got the floor. Ben and Alec are knocked out cold in our bed.”

“You're not sleeping on the floor Dean, we can both fit on the couch.”

Dean kissed her temple turning his attention to the television. “Ok baby. Let's just watch the movie and relax.”

It turned out AMC was having a Hitchcock marathon, which was awesome since Dean loved those old movies. Though, half way through the third movie, The Birds, he got bored. Dean glanced down at Lexi getting a nice view of her cleavage, the corners of his mouth turning up into a devilish smile. He licked his lips slowly reaching down to lift her chin and pressed his lips to hers in a almost hungry way.

Dean coaxed her onto her back straddling her thighs; he leaned forward placing soft kisses up her neck to the spot behind her ear that causes her to make those little moans he loves so much . He smirked against her skin when he heard her whimper his name and ask what he's doing. “I'm finishing what you started Lex.” Dean stated wide eyed and mock innocence. He slid his hands up under her tank top, his hands traveling up slowly to cup her breasts and unclasp her bra. Her skin warm and soft, he rubbed his palms in slow circles over her breasts before his calloused hands moved down to her stomach. “You're starting to show.” He whispered leaning down to kiss and nuzzle her neck. “We're gonna have to tell everyone soon.”

Sam and Jackie returned from the bar around three am with more than enough money to get them to

South Dakota. Sam rolled his eyes the moment he crossed the threshold seeing Dean asleep on the couch with Lexi wrapped up in his arms. “It smells like sex in here.” Sam hissed at Jackie gesturing towards the couple on the couch, “They had sex on the couch and.....and the boys could've walked in on them at anytime.”

“Why do you care Sam? They are married ya know unless your jealous of your brother's sex life.”

“I'm not jealous.”

Jackie just smirked up at Sam grabbing his elbow to lead him to their bedroom. Normally, she would find Sam's outrage funny but not tonight. She was tired and they had a long drive to make in a few hours time. Besides, she was sure sometime during the drive Sam would pull his bitch face and lecture Dean about having sex in the living room while three boys slept five feet away. She stood on her toes placing her finger against Sam's mouth, “Shhh. Let them be and come to bed. We need to get some sleep too.”


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