Chapter 2

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Sam glances in the passenger mirror to see Addy curled up in the backseat, fast asleep. He smiles as she snores lightly.

"Hey Sam," Dean says and he looks at his brother," How'd you two get out? Lilith was pretty happy to have Addy as a meat suit and she was pretty clear on wanting to kill you."

"It was all Addy," Sam says," she fought Lilith out of her."

Dean looks to his brother," Are you telling me that she fought a demon out of her body?"

Sam nods and smiles," Pretty cool, huh?"

"Cool," Dean says," That's not just cool it's- it's- freaking awesome and what about that whole Jedi mind trick thing she did with the Dad to get him to go into the basement without his wife?"

"It's a witch thing," Sam explains," She's been working on using it since Lilith possessed her."

"She doesn't blame herself for what happened to me, does she?" Dean asks.

Sam shakes his head," No it's just she's been having nightmares ever since you died. She wakes up every night."

"What are they about?" Dean asks, trying to keep his tone as indifferent as possible. Had she really been there, in hell, with him? No, Azazeal put her there as torture, but why was she having nightmares then?

"She won't tell me," Sam says," but every night for four months she's either woken up screaming, crying, or all of the above and she just shuts down."

"She's never said anything about them," Dean inquires further, hoping to get some information.

"Nothing," Sam says, shaking his head," I've been begging her to tell me something for months, but she won't do it."

"I think Lilith just really messed her up," Dean offers.

"Probably," Sam says, glancing back to her.

"What about Ruby?" Dean asks.

"Addy said Lilith sent her to hell," Sam says and pauses," Dean, what was it like down their?"

"I don't remember. I must have blocked it out," Dean says making it final, waiting to asks his next question," So you've been using your, uh, freaky ESP stuff?"

"No," Sam replies," Your dying wish was for me to not do exactly that so I didn't."

"Yeah, well, let's keep it that way," Dean says.

Addy listens to the brother's conversation. They thought she was asleep. That was okay, because Sam probably did not want her to hear him lying to his brother's face.

She hadn't known about Dean not wanting Sam to uses his abilities. Regardless, she shouldn't have let him go down that road and now that he was keeping the truth from Dean, the path was getting darker.

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Addy knocks on the door. She hadn't seen Pamela in a little over a year. In fact, the last time she'd seen the older woman was right before she'd met Sam and Dean.

The front door flings open and Pam's face breaks into a huge smile as she takes Addy in.

"Ads," she yells and flings her arms around her. Addy hugs her back tight.

Addy laughs," Hey, Pam."

"God I missed you," she says, releasing her and she turns to Sam, Dean, and Bobby.

"You remember Bobby," she says.

"You're a sight for sore eyes, Pamela," Bobby says.

She smiles wide," Good to see you Bobby."

"And that's Sam and Dean Winchester," she says and Pamela looks them up and down, a mischievous smile on her face.

"I was about to complain to Ads here about not coming to see me, but I guess I know why," she says, smiling wide.

"Hey," Dean says flirtatiously.

"Hi," Sam says almost awkwardly.

"Come on in," she says and leads them inside.

"So, you hear anything?" Bobby asks, shutting the door behind him.

"Well, I Ouija'd my way through a dozen spirits," she says ," No one seems to know who broke your boy out, or why."

"So what's next?" Bobby asks.

"A séance, I think. See if we can see who did the deed," she says with the same mischievous glint in her eye that Addy missed do much.

"You're not gonna summon the damn thing here," Bobby says frantically.

"No. I just want to get a sneak peek at it. Like a crystal ball without the crystal," she says.

"Sounds like a plan," Addy says.

Pamela smiles at her," Damn I missed that whole kick ass first, ask questions thing about you, Ads."

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Sam watches as Addy carefully spreads a black tablecloth covered in symbols over a small wooden table. She looks up to see him staring at her and she gives him a wink.

He smiles at her just as Dean nudges him. He turns to his brother and follows his line of vision to see him staring at a tattoo sprawled on Pamela's lower back that reads, Jesse Forever, as she crouches over to get something from a cabinet. He quickly looks away and back at Addy who's suppressing a laugh.

"Who's Jesse?" Dean asks smugly.

"Well it wasn't forever," she says as Addy walks over to them," but that's nothing. Ads has at least ten tattoos."

Addy rolls her eyes," Six."

Pamela laughs and looks at Sam," Ask her about the one she got on her twenty first of a barbed wire rose."

Sam turns to her, eyebrows raised.

"This should be good," Dean says a smug smile on his face.

"Oh come on I was drunk," she says defensively.

"Then what's your excuse for the one on your-"

"Don't you dare," Addy says, cutting her off.

Pamela smiles wickedly, walking off.

"So where is it?" Dean asks with a smile.

"Don't you wish you knew," she says and walks off after Pamela.

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Addy sits between Sam and Dean, holding each of their hands around the table. Her body hummed with power.

"Ads," Pam says and she looks to her," Try to reign in the witchy business for now."

Addy nods and gives her a small smile. She's not so sure she should be in the circle, but Pam had insisted saying that the more people close to Dean, the better.

"And I need to touch something our mystery monster touched," Pam says and slides her hand up Dean's thigh and he jumps.

"Well he didn't touch me there," he says.

Pam smiles a little," My mistake," she says seductively.

Addy turns to Sam and smiles at him, hoping to give him a little ease of mind, but when Dean lifts up his shirt to reveal the handprint of whatever took him out of hell she's not so sure.

Sam has a look of shock on his face as the red scorch mark is visible and slowly Pam places her hand over it.

"Okay," Pam says as they all close their eyes. Sam's grip o her hand tightens as she begins to chant.

"I invoke, conjure, and command you, appear unto me before this circle," she says and repeats, heat flares through Addy and she gets a small glimpse of light, as if it were shining around a corner," I invoke, conjure, and command…Castiel? No. Sorry, Castiel, I don't scare easy."

"Castile?" she hears Dean says in a confused tone.

"It's name," Addy says without opening her eyes. She can't hear Castiel's side of the conversation, but it's as if she has a blurry image of it. She's trying to focus hard, but Pam's the only one who can hear.

The television flickers and she hears static, feels Sam's hand gripping hers tighter and she begins to float down from her power high, losing the image.

"It's telling me to turn back," Pam says and Addy opens her eyes, looking at her.

"Pam maybe we should," Addy says," We don't know what it's capable of."

"I almost got it," Pam says, determined, the room rattles violently and a biting noise cuts through the air," I command you, show me your face! Show me your face now!"

"Pam stop!" Addy screams and breaks the circle as the candle flames grow. As Addy focuses she realizes the flames are coming from Pam's eyes. She screams in agony and collapse. The flames dim, the room stops moving, and it's silent.

Bobby catches Pam and gently lowers her.

"Call 911," he screams and Sam runs into the other room. She moves past Dean to Pam and she covers her mouth to hold back a sob.

She's awake, but her eyelids are bloody and burned. She opens them to reveal to black empty sockets where her were.

"Oh my God," Pam sobs," I can't see!"

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Addy sits in the hospital room in an uncomfortable chair they had next to Pam's bed. Bandages were wrapped over her eyes. The steady beep of the IV monitor was doing nothing to dishevel her nerves. Bobby was outside taking a phone call from Sam.

No one had doubted their story that Pam had been trying an at home hibachi grill gone wrong, but it just didn't feel right lying about something like this. She had made one of her best friends blind. It was her who'd suggested they go see Pam, if it weren't for her she'd be fine right now.

Pam stirs and then stills and Addy wonders if she's awake.

"Ads is that you," she says quietly, confirming her suspicion and throwing her hand out to grope blindly for her.

"Yes, Pam," she says and grabs her hand in hers," It's me."

She groans," I feel like I've been hit with a pickup truck? You didn't let them drug me did you? You know how these quacks are, always trying to find problems that aren't there." She laughs weakly.

"Pam, I'm so sorry," she says, holding back tears because she knows she hates it when people cry.

"Oh don't you dare," Pam says sternly, gripping her hand," I chose to go after whatever the hell that thing was. I should have turn back. Don't you even think of blaming yourself."

"Okay," Addy says, trying to sound convincing, but her voice cracks and she's pretty sure Pam is comforting her instead of the other way around.

Pam sighs," Why do you always have to do that?"

"Do what?" Addy asks weakly.

"Make everything your fault," Pam says and Addy doesn't respond.

"On to brighter subjects," she says," Sam's yours right? No sharing."

Addy manages to let out a laugh," Yes, he's mine."

"Damn," she says," That is one perky piece of ass you got there."

Addy laughs a little more genuinely this time," I'm not with him for his ass."

"Oh I know," Pam says," but I've saw the way he was looking at you. It's kind of like a mix of I'll take a bullet for you and every second he seems ready to rip your clothes off."

Addy's laugh is real this time and she holds her friends hand as they laugh out loud.

Bobby walks in, a confused look on his face.

He gives Addy a look and she shrugs.

"Hey Bobby," Pam says and Addy gets up.

"I'll call you later, Pam," Addy says and leaves the hospital room, a sudden mood shift of anger rising in her. Whatever had done this to Pam was sure as hell going to face her wrath.

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Addy knocks on the door of the motel room number Sam had texted her. She hated these kinds of motels. The ones made for cheap hookups and smelt like sex.

Dean opened the door and she felt bad as she took in his rumpled clothes and messy hair. He had obviously been sleeping. She steps inside and Dean closes the door behind her. She looks up and sees the mirror on the ceiling, rolling her eyes she wraps her arms around herself in attempt to fight the cold she was feeling.

"Where's Sam?" she asks, looking around the room.

"I think he went to get grub," Dean says and sits down on the bed.

She nods and looks everywhere in the room but at him. All she was getting was flashes of his ripped flesh, bloody and torn, but of course on good days she got images of him torturing others in hell to keep the pain away.

"How much did you see?" he finally asks, breaking the silence. She turns to him abruptly, hoping he wasn't asking her what she thought he was.

"Did I see of what?" she asks, hoping he would catch on and let it go.

He stands up, coming to a stop right in front of her. She still won't meet his eyes when he's right in front of her.

"Why won't you look me in the eye?" he asks and she does right them. He sees it then, the pain he has in his eyes is in hers too. Unmistakable, like the brand on his arm.

"You know what happened to me in hell," he says and it's not a question.

"I don't know what you're talking about," she says, breaking his gaze and walking away from him. She stops in front of the bed, her back turned to him.

"I saw you there," he says, barely above a whisper," Everyday. At first I thought it was just some torture Azazeal put their to make it worse, but when I got topside. I knew. I knew you were there. What I don't get is how."

She's silent then turns back to him," I don't know what you saw down there, but it wasn't me."

Dean's jaw clenches, frustrated he yells," Why are you lying?"

She flinches away from him," Don't yell at me, I'm not lying! I couldn't have been there! I couldn't have gone to hell every time I slept. It's not possible! They were nothing but nightmares!"

"Addy, please," Dean begs, coming closer to her," Whatever this is. Whatever connection we have that you saw me in hell, we need to figure it out."

"No we don't!" she yells at him, jabbing a finger into his chest," Whatever it was, I don't want to know! It's done and over with. You're back from hell, the nightmares are gone."

"They're not nightmares," Dean says softly and she looks up at him.

"I went to hell," she whispers, their faces inches apart," Only bad things go to hell."

"You're not something bad," Dean says and he's so close to her right now. A heat flows through both of them and Addy wonders if it's anger or desire?

The moment is gone as the TV turns on by itself and static sounds fill the space. They look to the television, to each other and Dean goes to grab the shotgun lying on the nightstand. Suddenly, the screeching nose form Pam's house starts again and they fall over clutching their ears.

"Dean," Addy yells, crawling over to him and the sound grows louder. Both of them double over, clutching their ears. She looks up just in time to see the mirror above cracking.

"Addy move," Dean yells and shoves her out of the way of the falling glass. Just as it's about to hit Dean, it all stops midair. The screeching ceases and the glass is hovering on top of them.

Dean stares at her, wide eyed," Are you doing that?"

She nods and slowly all the glass drops to the carpet.

She lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding.

"Wow," Dean says as the door opens and Bobby walks in.

"What the hell happened?" he yelled.

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Addy sits in the passenger seat of Bobby's car. Bobby behind the wheel, Dean in the backseat. She has her hands over her ears, trying to heal herself, but she didn't know what needed healing so it wasn't helping.

"How you two doin'?" Bobby asks and she can barely hear him over the ringing in her ears.

She can't hear Dean's response.

"Addy," Bobby says," Say something girl."

Her ears pop and she sighs in relief.

"Where's Sam?" she asks, turning to face Dean.

"I asked how you are," Bobby says and she ignores him, watching as Dean pulls out his cell and dials him.

"What are you doing...? In my car... Well, uh, Bobby's back. We're going to grab a beer," he says and Addy exchange a look with Bobby," Done. Catch you later."

"You wanna tell me why we're lying to him," Addy says, and eyebrows raised at Dean.

"I'm lying to him, not you," Dean says and she rolls her eyes," and he'd just try to stop us."

"From what?" Bobby asks.

"We're summoning whatever took Dean out of hell," she says.

"You can't be serious!" Bobby says, damn near hitting the breaks," We don't know what it is. It could be a demon, it could be anything."

"That's why we've got to be ready for anything," Dean says, and pulls out Ruby's knife," We've got the big-time magic knife, you've got an arsenal in the trunk."

"I still think this is a bad idea," Bobby says.

"Bobby whatever this thing is it hurt Pam," she says," She's blind in ICU because of it. Powerful or not, I want some payback."

"Payback over your own life," Bobby says and she looks at him.

"Whatever this thing it's after Dean," she says," so we can either wait for it to come for him again pr we can go after it where we have the advantage."

Bobby sighs," We could use Sam on this."

"He's better off where he is," Dean says and Addy doesn't really believe that.

Whenever Sam went off in the middle of the night, it was because he didn't want her to know what he was doing and lately he'd been doing it more and more often. She knew he was working with Ruby, strengthening his mind exorcism, but she didn't know anything beyond that.

He wouldn't talk to her, wouldn't let her help.

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Addy mixed numerous herbs in the ancient summoning bowl Bobby had and began chanting in Latin. The pull she usually felt during these things wasn't there and she frowned when she said the last word and still nothing.

An hour later, she was sitting on the table in the abandoned warehouse, swinging her legs back and forth. She was growing impatient.

"Are you sure you did it right, Addy?" Dean asks for maybe the third time.

She glares at him murderously and he raises his hands in defense.

A loud rattling shakes the entire building and they grab their guns and knives, ready for the fight.

"Wishful thinking," Dean says," but maybe it's just the wind."

As if on cue, the door burst open and for a moment Addy's confused. He was definitely not the monster she was expecting. He wore a blue business suit, a tie, and a tan trench coat. Not usually the form demons tried to pursue, but nonetheless she pulled the trigger and fired with Dean and Bobby.

It did nothing to stop him and he kept advancing. The light bulbs over head bursting, showering him in sparks.

As he got close, Dean picked up Ruby's knife.

"Who are you?" Dean says, asking the million dollar question.

"I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition," he says in a deep, raspy voice.

"Yeah. Thanks for that," Dean says and then rears back and plunges the knife into his chest.

He looks down at it, protruding from his chest. He reaches and pulls it out with ease, throwing it aside.

Behind him, they see Bobby attack. Without looking he turns and put his fingers to Bobby's forehead. He drops to the ground.

Dean and Addy stare frozen at him. He looks to Dean.

"We need to talk, Dean. Alone," he begins advancing towards Addy on the last words. His hand outstretched to probably do to her the same thing he'd done to Bobby.

"Like hell you will," she says and throws out her hands. He goes flying into the opposite wall. He got up quickly, an impassive look on his face. He begins brushing dirt off his overcoat.

"I was warned you were a witch of a very powerful nature," he says and in the blink of an eye he's standing right back in front of them," I suppose you can listen to what I have to say considering the bond you two shared in hell."

He turns to Dean," I'm an Angel of the Lord."

Addy's jaw drops and she looks at Dean back to Castiel.

"Get the hell out of here. There's no such thing," Dean says.

"This is your problem, Dean. You have no faith," he says and lightning flashes. Shadowy, black wings appear on Castiel's back. They expand and in the blink of an eye they're gone.

"What kind of angel burns out a woman's eyes," Addy challenges.

"I warned her not to spy on my true form. It can be... overwhelming to humans, "he says.

"No shit," she says," Understatement. She's lying blind in the hospital now."

Castiel sighs," I am sorry."

She rolls her eyes, uncaring.

" What do you want anyway? Why did you raise me?" Dean asks.

He looks to Dean," Because God commanded it. Because we have work for you."

He turns to Addy," Possibly both of you."

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