I
stared at them, clenching my fists.
"Well, I'm going. That's
that."
"Why do you get the whole say on that, Dean?"
"Cos
I'm the oldest."
I knew that was dumb as soon as it left my
mouth. It just seemed to be my usual argument against Sam. Bobby
piped up, having been quiet for some time.
"Oh, and cos I'm
still in diapers and all…"
"Look, I have the right to make
my own decisions. I'm an adult. You guys don't wanna come with
me, fine. I can go by myself."
"Dean, that's a suicide
mission. And besides we need you here!" Bobby growled, reason and
frustration in his voice.
"Something big is coming, Dean.
Bobby's right – We need your help. It's gonna take all of
us."
"Well it wouldn't be everyone, would it?" I cut
myself off, a last resort popping to mind.
"Sammy, Imagine it
was Nil."
I looked over at Nil, who was curled up on the couch,
refusing to partake in the argument. She wanted to join the rescue
mission as much as me, but knew it was a hopeless cause.
"What
use is she, Dean? She's just as likely to swap sides as she is to
swing with us!" Bobby retorted at Sam's silence.
Nil hissed.
Bobby had said the wrong thing by her. Imagine how I felt.
Barely
using any effort, I slammed Bobby against the wall, Grabbing his
collar.
He
stiffened, ready to defend himself, but feeling a little too guilty
to fight me off.
My hands felt heavy, and my mind fuzzed as Nil
did her best with her magic to stop things from becoming messy. I
glared at Bobby for a bit, Sam tensed to break us up if I cracked.
Instead, I strode out the door,
glaring at my unhelpful companions.
Nil looked fit to cry, her
hair a pale brown. Rightfully so. The morbid thought crossed my mind
that I may never see them again.
Storming to my car, I climbed in.
I did not know where she was. Hence the term 'missing'.
I did not even know where to look. But even If I had to travel to Hell and back... again... I would find her.
I would find Lycire.