Sam, Dean and Cas sat in the dingy motel room each trying different methods of research to deal with the latest monster of the week. Sam had his laptop open scouring the internet to look and past records to see if anything like this happened before, Dean was sitting with Cas as both of them went through book after book.
It was nearing 2am and none of them were any closer to any answers, there had been 5 seemingly suicides in a single week by average people living happily. When they interviewed the family members all them recalled saying terrible things to the victim, things they didn't mean or want to say. Sam Dean and Cas believed that's what drove the victims to suicide. They were all thinking this might be a witch thing, it was now that Cas looked up from his book and noticing the weary hunters with eyes drooping and shoulders heavy, he said
'Maybe we should look more tomorrow?'
Sam and Dean both looked grateful
'Yeah your probably right, if it is a witch than we won't find much on it' Sam said half through a yawn.
Sam and Dean started getting ready for bed, it wasn't long before both men lay on their beds fast asleep and Cas sat in one corner of the room on one of the floral chairs. He enjoyed hunting with the Winchesters especially now he had his angel 'mojo' back and could be especially useful, he still considered himself their guardian even if they had saved his life on many occasions. He had finished his book and went to grab another one when there was a loud noisefrom outside, normally he would ignore it but each of the suicide victims had been cursed while sleeping. He quickly woke Sam and Dean up, both of which went straight for the guns they kept under their pillows and were alert instantly. They communicated silently with gestures and moved to the door, stepping outside into the weakly illuminated front of the motel, a small women was standing a couple of meters away
'Hunters, well I knew I might attract some attention but honestly I didn't think anyone would bother, bit below you pay grade isn't it? A couple of suicides? Anyway what the chance you walk away and never come back?'
She looked quite unconcerned at the guns pointed towards her,
'Well?'
Sam stepped forward gun ready not that it would do much use. 'You must be pretty confident considering you coming straight to our door, so answer me this, why kill those people? Why drive them to suicide?'
She almost looked a little taken back at the question, 'I didn't kill them, their families and friends did. I just made it so they could feel my pain at having the ones you love turn on you' she almost spat the last part of her sentence 'My family and friends betrayed, do you know what that feels like?'
'That doesn't mean you have to kill other innocent people, look I have no idea what happened but you need to stop' Sam said trying to calmly talk her down
'Or what? you'll kill me? I'd liked to see you try' and Sam Dean and Cas lunged forward but the witch was ready and muttered a line of Latin and they were all thrown backwards
'You think its that easy? that simple? Time for you to see what it's like then'
she stepped closer to the group on the ground and began muttering more Latin and Dean and Cas both fell unconscious, Sam leapt up knife in hand and the witch threw her hand out towards him knocking him back as she finished her muttering and turned away 'Good luck, your gonna need it' the smile she left was almost as poisonous as the curse.
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Sam brought both Dean and Cas back inside the motel room, carefully monitoring them for any signs of change. From what he could tell they were both breathing fine and had a steady heartbeat. Though, he had no idea if Cas even needed to breath or have a heartbeat. When Dean started to show signs of consciousness Sam instantly ran over tried to wake him up, feeling more than relived.
'Dean, Dean you ok? C'mon buddy talk to me.'
Dean slowly opened his eyes and recognition flared, and then suddenly absolute fury. he punches Sam squarely in the face. Sam steps backwards puzzled by the reaction,
'Woah woah woah, Dean it's me. Sam…?'
he said as he raised his hands to show he had no intention of harming him
Dean seemed to just get angrier with Sam's words
' I know exactly who you are, the monster. You released lucifer, your the selfish bastard that I've had to call brother all these years!' And with that he instantly went to punch Sam again but was still a little hazy from being unconscious and Sam managed to dodge the slow fist and used it to his advantage, he grabbed Deans arms and pinned him down onto the bed.
'Dean this isn't you! The witch she must have done something to you, I need you to snap out of it!'
Dean just spat at him and tried to wiggle free but Sam was bigger and had pinned Dean down tight. When Sam realised that Dean wasn't going to give up he muttered a small apology an hit Dean squarely in the temple with the intention to knock him out and luckily his attempt was successful with Dean falling limp once more on to the bed. Sam was just beginning to come off guard when his heard small noises coming from Cas, he instantly began to panic a little and reached for the enochian handcuffs that they carried in their duffel bag, he used them to secure Cas to the bedpost Sam still had a small amount of hope that whatever happened to Dean didn't affect angels so he tried to wake him up.
'Hey. Cas, are you okay ? '
Castiel came to consciousness in much the same way Dean had and stared at Sam with similar intense anger. Realising he was cuffed he stilled and said in a very dark tone
'Release me demon boy'
Sam winced a little at the words but it was still better then what Dean had said, he tried again this time trying to show that he had no intention to harm him or Dean.
'Cas there was a witch and she did something to you and Dean, this isn't you talking. Remember? I'm Sam Winchester your friend?'
Castiel just stared at him cold fury in his blue eyes and Sam found himself a little intimidated after all he knew exactly what Cas was capable of.
'Yes, Sam Winchester the abomination that walks the earth with a tainted soul. I will smite you into oblivion until no one remembers your name, you are most certainly no friend of mine'
Sam felt sick hearing the words from Cas, he knew that Cas didn't like him when they first met but so much had happened since and he had formed a close friendship with Cas, his words stung so much because it was part of the truth. He was an abomination, he had drank demon blood and tainted his soul. How quickly he had forgotten, he tried to reason it with the good they had done but found it hard to argue with his currently cuffed friend. Quickly assessing the situation next he realised that he had to tie Dean down in case he woke up and tried to attack him again. Getting the rope out of the duffel bag he started the process of tying Dean to one of the squishy flowery chairs in the motel while Castiel just stared at Sam with cold fury making comments that Sam tried to block out
'You are the one who started the whole apocalypse, every death? they are on you. You cause damage and destruction in whatever you touch Sam Winchester, you are tainted ' Sam considered gagging the angel but he couldn't bring himself to do it, instead he just kept telling himself over and over it's not Cas. Dean began to come to and noticed Sam in the room
' Your just as bad as the things we hunt and I'm going to enjoy killing you'
Sam hated every word and he couldn't stop himself from replying even though he knew it was futile
'I've made some mistakes but I spent every minute I could trying to repair them'
Dean almost seemed to laugh at that
'Made some mistakes Sam? You let the devil walk out of his cage, you chose a demon over your brother and wait for it, released the darkness! You didn't just make mistakes Sam, so many died because of you. You sucked the life out of me, I had to watch out for you my whole life when I should have known you would have always become a monster!'
Sam turned away from Dean not being able to look him in the eye, what Dean was saying hurt more than any wounds he'd gotten while hunting and he tried not to let it show, he needed to focus. He had to kill the witch first deal, with this later. He had no idea where to start but he knew he couldn't stay in the room with Dean and Cas and he grabbed his laptop and the duffel bag full of weapons and walked to the door he didn't miss Cas's comment on the way out however
'You are impure Sam and I should have smitted you when I had the chance'
Sam shoulders dropped but he continued to walk out the door and got into the impala.
