[Notes:]
For at least this first chapter, I will list the episodes during which the voicemails are set.
—The episodes referenced in order as they appear in chapter one:
5th Season
—-"Free to Be You and Me"
—-"The Rapture"
—-"I Believe the Children Are Our Future."
More notes at the end of the chapter. Enjoy!
Messages (I)
You have reached the voicemail of:
"I don't understand- why- why do you want me to say my name-?"
First Message: Washington D.C., public payphone, 2/7/09
"Hi- ah- you don't know me, but- my name is Thia. I'm- I have visions. I know who you are, Castiel, and I've foreseen an attack coming upon you. Your assailant- he's like you, but even grander somehow- in my vision, he was wielding a staff and a fish- 'Israfil'? I'm not sure, but I hope the information helps you-."
Are you sure you want to skip this message?
Skipped message.
Are you sure you want to skip-
Skipped message
Are you sure you-
Skipped message.
Are you-
Skipped message.
Next Message-
You have reached the voicemail of:
"My phoney lies over the ocean!
My phoney lies over the sea!
My phoney lies over the ocean!
So please leave a message for me- Thia!"
Waterville, Maine 4/12/2009
Beep
"Hello."
He paused.
"I wanted to speak to you but I seem to have the incorrect line."
You have reached the voicemail of:
"My phoney lies over the ocean!
My phoney lies over the sea!
My phoney lies over the ocean!
So please leave a message for me- Thia!"
Beep
"Thia, I am Castiel. Dean has told me this is a recording device."
There was another pause.
"-Hello."
He paused again and there was the sound of him clearing his throat.
"I have found what I was looking for. I must do it at sunrise and it will result in my death." He repeatedly paused awkwardly after certain sentences. "I am sure you are already aware of that. I was going to wait quietly for morning but Dean has recommended I do what I wish as my last night on earth."
Hiccup, cough.
"...I drank many intoxicants and then caused panic in a den of iniquity. I made Dean laugh and laughter thought me-"
Slurred words.
"-I have thought of you and I have decided I would like to say farewell. I...thank you for your assistance...and your friendship. They have been a blessing and a-"
Hiccup.
"-joy to me in my rebellion. I wish you all the laughter and love you seek. You are so beautiful, Thia...My blessings upon you. God-"
Hiccup, hesitation.
"-God be with you (wherever He is)...Farewell, Pythia."
Are you-
Skipped message.
Next Message.
You have reached the voicemail of:
"I don't understand- why- why do you want me to say my name-?"
Beep.
Unknown, 3/10/09
"Cas- Castiel- I-"
Gasping, heavy breathing.
"I've seen it, the- Raphael, Raphael touching down. It was- was a gas station, the whole thing will- it has- exploded- he killed so many people, he just-."
Shaking voice.
"He didn't- he's so angry and- murderous- so relentlessly organized-please, Cas, please, be careful, please. I- I saw him kill you...or hurt you, your heart- so broken-so shattered...and I can't help you any more than that. I'm sorry. Please forgive me. Only so much is...secure here...even this...it's why I did not use a phone line…The Altars didn't want me to get involved at all, they won't allow you to see me and even if you came, Raphael would definitely…"
Pause.
"...The station- the gas station had- it had a sign before the explosion. It said 'Elm City Gas: Go Colby College.' I looked online and found Colby College is in Waterville, Maine, so Raphael can't be far. Be careful. Please. Call Dean and Sam, get their help, and don't- don't do anything stupid,please."
Next Message.
Are you sure you want to skip this message?
Next Mess-
Are you sure-?
Next message from THIA.
Aurora, West Virginia, 5/13/09
"No- Cas, listen to me- I am not 'impeding' you, I am protecting what is right. Look- you- you come from a world where you are forced into extremes- black and white-"
Exasperated.
"-and I don't mean that literally! I mean it figuratively! You've never had free agency before, but now you do. I don't care what you've been told or'ordered' he is an innocent and if you kill him, so help me, I will send the Altars to kick your ass black and fucking blue!"
Sigh.
"But I know they wouldn't stand a chance in a fight against you."
Pause.
"I will never help you or speak to you again if you kill that boy. This- this isn't who you are, Cas. Think about what you said- think about- no, tryinvestigating the grays of life! Nature here is never black and white- (again, figurative here, not literal, okay?)
"Listen to the Winchesters. They can help you learn the new responsibilities- the duties of free agency. Follow Dean, watch Dean, he is a good, good man and he has balanced his life into the gray. If you kill that innocent, Castiel, consider yourself dead to me."
Second pause.
"Figuratively, Castiel. Figuratively dead to me- I will never see or speak to you again if you hurt that boy!"
Dial tone.
This is the voicemail of:
"My phoney lies over the ocean!
My phoney lies over the sea!
My phoney lies over the ocean!
So please leave a message for me- Thia!"
Cumberland, Virginia 5/17/09, 17:34, JAMES NOVAK.
"Thia, do not close your eyes. Do not close your eyes. As the-."
Dial tone.
Cumberland, Virginia 5/17/09, 6:09AM, WINCHESTER 1
"Listen, gypsy, greeky girl, we're coming, just keep Cas out of this shit, okay? Keep him out of your damn mess. I have met psychics, and I know there are no damn Oracles or whatever you call yourself!
"Look, now I know that you've pulled our asses out of the fire more times than we probably know- but you've also been hoarding knowledge- knowledge that could've saved lives- that could have saved Jo and-!"
Angry puff of breath.
"..Fuck-! Your Altars don't know what's coming. There aren't enough weapons in the world to keep you safe-! I have the bottle fumes, just don't close your eyes. Don't close them, don't look in the corner of your eyes- don't even glance, alright? That feeds them. Keep your eyes straight ahead, don't close them-"
Stessed sigh.
"-You're going to want to look. You're going to want to see them clearly- don't. The corner of your eyes-"
Clatter, clatter.
"-peripheral vision-"
Clump, shluff, clatter.
"Dammit, Sam, I'm talking! Thia, listen, they're waiting in the shadows there- the perryfal- perryfalial vision. Don't look. Don't close your is-"
Silence.
"Shit! Sam- Sam?! Sam, look at me!"
Soft, high-pitched ringing.
"Sammy, open your eyes, open your-!"
Screeching tires.
Dial tone.
This is the voicemail of:
"This is Dean's other-other cell. So...you know what to do."
Aurora, West Virginia, 5/17/09, 4:59AM, GYPSY GIRL
Beep.
"Dean- my name is Thia. Answer your phone."
This is the voicemail of:
"This is Dean's other-other cell. So...you know what to do."
Aurora, West Virginia, 5/17/09, 5:01AM, GYPSY GIRL
Beep.
"Dammit, ANSWER YOUR PHONE!"
This is the voicemail of:
"This is Dean's other-other cell. So...you know what to do."
Aurora, West Virginia, 5/17/09, 5:04AM, GYPSY GIRL
Beep.
"Fine- Dean, Sam, do not take the US 60 highway! Shit- I hope you get this in time- if you're already on the US 60, heading west, don't close your eyes. DON'T. Keep looking straight ahead. AVOID PERIPHERAL VISION. DON'T- just DON'T look in the corner of your eye. They're there already. They're swarming. Get here if you can- but I'm-"
Gulp, suppressed sob.
"-too far along. Lost, it's over. For me. I can feel the light leaving. Seeping and bleeding and leaking and slithering…"
Speech slowing, slurring lazily.
"The light...is..leaving...keep...keep the- light in your eyes. Don't-."
Strained groan.
"DON'T LET THEM TAKE THE LIGHT FROM BEHIND YOUR EYES."
Dial tone.
[Continued in Messages (II)]
{Author's Note}
I really enjoyed experimenting with this new format- I think it really contributes to the mood and flow of the story. Please let me know what you think of this new format! ^_^ For a fuller summary and more information, go on and search "Messages- (SPN FanFiction)" by the user be-boheme (that's me) =)