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Roommates From Hell

Summary:

Unable to kill the knights of Hell. (Dean is one of them in this)

Sam binds them to himself. Making it to where they must be within a certain distance of him at all times. They can do him no physical harm and seeing as the spell is tide to his life if he dies of anything other then old age they will never be released from the home he binded them in.

A great incentive for the demons to keep the crippled bastard alive.

While one might think this would be a bitter story about demonic enemies making life Hell for Sam each other and all between you'd be surprise. Everyone adapts eventually, and everyone moves on after a while waiting for the next big event in their lives.

Now you just have a semi- retired mechanic hunter living with 5 weirdly adjusted demons. Splitting chores, watching tv, developing non-murderous hobbies, ordering take out, and making bi-weekly trips together to get groceries.

All the while forgetting they were even waiting for Sam to drop dead so they could leave and get on with theirs live and Dean and Sam even taking a deeper interest in one another then anyone would expect.

It was all so... domestic.

Dean and Sam are not brothers in this.

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Full Summary:

Unable to kill the knights of Hell

Abaddon (the most ruthless)
Azazel (the most loyal to lucifer)
Cain (the least problematic and retired one)
Asmodeus (the weakest and most cowardly)
Dean (the youngest)

He binds them to him. Making it to wear they must be within a certain distance of him at all times. Think no further then leaving Bobby's yard but can move about the house and yard in question. They also can do him not physically harm. An added bonus the spell is tide to his life. So if he dies of anything other then old age they will never be realsed from the home he binded them in.

A great incentive to keep the crippled bastard alive.

While one might think this would be a bitter story about demonic enemies making life Hell for Sam each other and all between you'd be surprise.

Sure it may have started that way but everyone gets bored eventually. Everyone adapts eventually, and everyone moves on after a while waiting for thr next big event in their lives.

Now you just have a semi-retierd mechanic hunter living with five weirdly adjusted demons. Learning the trade of mechanic just to have something to do working in the yard, assigning chores about the house cause they couldn't stand living in filth any longer, making weekly grocery trips together and actaully trusting them to wander the store, watching daytime TV with avid interest and arguing about that nights take out order more then anything else.

All the while forgetting they were even waiting for Sam to drop dead so they could leave and get on with theirs live and Dean and Sam even taking a deeper interest in one another then anyone would expect.

It was all so... domestic.

Dean and Sam are not brothers in this.

 

I'll go back and fix grammer/spelling errors, didn't have spell check when I wrote this lol

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter Text

"...Son of bitch." Sam said as he looked over the damage that was done to his woodchipper.

Whatever monster body was disposed of inside obviously had a hip replacement or something because this huge fucking chunk of metal had almost fully destroyed the inside of the thing. Sam huffed a sigh as he set aside his cane to get a better look inside. A huff leaving him again as he confirmed it was in fact the vampire a couple of hunters had dropped off to him, asking to dispose of it. Whoever had body-disposal duty today was gonna get a fucking ear full. Frustrated Sam just put his tools aside and hobbled just a little to grab his cane before going as fast and as angrily back into his home that his leg would allow.

The sound of Tv going in the livingroom could be heard all the way from the front entrance. He moved past kitchen and into it where all his annoying housemates were currently held at full attention to the screen.

"Alright! Who broke the woodchipper?" Sam said aggressively and got a harsh shh from both Abaddon and Cain. The other's barely glancing at him as well.

"Rebecca and Santiago are about to get caught in bed by Rachel." Azazel explained watching with rapid interest at the screen. Sam perked up and shot his gaze to the screen as well.

"She figured it out already?" Sam said fully invested now and moving over to where Dean was in his arm chair. The youngest Knight of Hell moving aside abesent mindedly and taking a seat on the arm rest as Sam sat in the chair itself. Completely ignoring the last empty seat in the room that was actually there for him to rest on. All of them had a comfortable place to call their own in this room.

"Bitch didn't waste any time." Abaddon said with a proud smirk at the character. Rachel was always her favorite from her willingness to go from completely calm to a total psycho in under a second when she was wronged.

"Gotta wonder if she gets that from her mom or dad." Asmodeus said and from the contemplative looks on everyone's faces you could tell that was going to be an intense debate later, probably over dinner.

They all gave a collective gasp of pleasure as they watched Rachel grab a candle and throw it into the bed Santiago and her sister Rebecca were on. Lighting completely on fire in the most unrealistic of ways.

"That's our girl." Azazel said and Asmodeus hummed in a agreement next to him. Smirking as he clanked his glass of whiskey with Abaddon's magarita and took a sip.

Dean and Sam leaning back with their own unsurprised but thoroughly entertained expressions at the screen as the episode concluded to the end. The expected cliff hanger coming up soon with the credit.

"Pass me that would you?" Cain asked Sam absently pointing at the cooler or beer next to him. Dean reaching down and grabbing a beer and handing it to Sam who reached over and handed it to Cain who nodded in thanks. As the episode came to it's end Sam remebered his earlier anger.

"Who had body disposal today?" He said with agression in his tone and eyes were immedaitely averted.

"Not me." Abaddon said confidently and unbothered, sipping her drinking and happily watching as the next show came on. She had house duty today and this place was spotless, she'd hear no complaints about her work.

"I was on phones today." Cain said with hands up. He'd been managing phones. Sam could see over at the corner a book he knew the demon had been working on lately. A romantic comedy. Only he liked those in here.

"I was doing repairs." Dean said getting a beer of his own. His mechanics uniform making it clear. Sam turned his hard judging eye to the last two.

"Clean hands, it's my day book keeping and hard matinence." Azazel said with a smirk directed at the only Knight of Hell left. The others watching as well with sick amusement waiting for his punishment as he stammered.

"I may have been on hunter duty today." He said, body disposal falling under that branch of jobs. 

"No voting on food or tv show options for a week and you don't get to come on the next three outtings!" Sam screamed out. The last punishment he named hurting more then anything as the only time the knights got to leave this place and get out was when Sam did and only as a group unless Sam binded them to the house for the duration of their leave. When he did that they couldn't even go out into the yard until he got back.

Collective laughter and oohs went around the room as the other took childish pleasure in seeing his destroyed face.

"That's egregious and you know it." He said upset and Sam just glared.

"That woodchipper is gonna cost thousands to fix." Sam said in simple retaliation.

"If I fix it will you give back outtings?" He asked and Sam hummed bitterly.

"Sure, but if you make it worse thats five you miss out on." Sam said and from the way he could see Abaddon's slowly growing smirk in the back he knew Asmodeus would be having a hard time fixing that without some great degree of sabatogage.

"Looks like we're having Regio's tonight!" Dean screamed jumping up happily already going to get the menu to order out from. Whoops went around the room and Asmodeus groaned as they picked his least favorite place in the near by area.

The others didn't even love the place that much but by God was it good to see him suffer.