Chapter 2

The sun is coming up as they pull into Bobby's place. Sleeping beauty has been pretending to sleep in the back, but Sam can tell she's just remaining silent.

"Ma'am...we're here now. We are at our friend's place and you will be safe here."

M sits up in the back of the car...at least it is a large enough for her to have stretched out along the back seat. She's been sleeping on and off during the voyage and almost had to laugh at some of the brother's conversations about her.

The older one, Dean has figured out that M is not Bond's mother and the younger one Sam has deduced that they have wealth. She hopes that whatever hunters are...is explained and that kidnapping for money is not one of their habits.

M finds them amusing and helpful, after what they experience last night. She will regret if she has to have them killed because something as untoward as a ransom demand.

M's determined to keep the sword...after all they drill into you at MI6 is never lose your weapon. M is not usually armed with anything more than her mouth, and a practiced glare that usually brings grown men whimpering to their knees.

"Thank you both, Sam and Dean is it?"

"Yes, ma'am" Sam says.

Dean turns to her as he climbs out of the car. "This ain't no palace ma'am but you will be safe here...ahh here comes Bobby...he is a bit gruff...don't worry though, he's harmless."

"Good to see you boys...but damn it all...do you know how to tell time I thought you were coming later…"

Dean open the door and helps M out of the back as Bobby stops suddenly when he sees the guest.

"Hello...ma'am?"

Sam does the introductions. "Bobby there was some trouble at the hotel in Chicago and we had to get out fast...this is Em. Her...son...helped us fight off a bunch of demons with Cas."

"Castiel gave her a sword?"

"No Mr….Bobby. I picked it up when he dropped it and then used it."

Bobby looks surprised at the lovely older woman. She's dressed real fancy...for a night on the town and not a demon brawl.

Dean nodded, "Castiel had two but lost one and...Em here iced an angel that was trying to kill Cas."

"Demons and angels at the same hoedown? Really? Come on let's get you inside ma'am...I will make some tea."

"That would be lovely Mr. Bobby."

Dean rolls his eyes at Bobby.

"What...I have tea."

"Sure you do...and we have some questions to ask you too, Em?"

For a second, just a moment...a severe look crosses the woman's face...as if even suggesting questioning her is highly improper and never done.

Sam grabs Dean by the arm and looks at him with that stop being a jackass look and Bobby shoots him the same one.

"Ok...ok...don't shoot me for being curious."

Bobby guides M into the house and shows her upstairs to the washroom. He then begins making them all breakfast and getting the kettle ready on the stove.

Bobby busies himself tidying up and digging in the cupboard for a teapot and tea.

Dean goes to the fridge and grabs a couple of beers for Sam and himself.

Sam shakes his head, "I will have tea too."

"Get the milk will ya Dean."

Dean gives his brother a questioning look and puts the beer back in the fridge and pulls out the milk that Bobby is pointing at.

"Relax Bobby...you would swear that royalty was visiting. What's taking the duchess so long?"

"Dean...I gave her a towel so that she could have a shower...unlike you two knuckle heads she is a lady and after what she went through...I thought she might like to clean up."

Bobby continues scrambling eggs and getting toast ready as the boys just watch in amused fascination.

Dean laughs, "you're really trying to impress the old gal aren't you Bobby...what you gotta crush or something...she's a bit old for you ain't she?"

Sam and Bobby just glare at Dean. "Igit," Bobby says.

"She is a beautiful and refined woman and you would have to be insane and blind not to see that!"

Dean smirks and shakes his head.

"Ok...ok I admit she is the best looking...mature...woman I have ever seen...good enough. Sorry to burst your bubble Bobby but she likely spoken for already if he isn't dead from the demons."

Sam sits down, "It is weird how easily she has handled all of this...and you should have seen her... son...or whatever he is to her... fight."

"Come on Sammy...I told you...that terminator was not her son."

Bobby frowns, "was he or wasn't he? Didn't you ask her?"

"She slept the entire way...and I told Dean it would be rude to ask."

"So this man...her possible...what? Husband or son...fought the demons with no training?"

Dean drank a swig, "Yeah...like a pro...Sammy tossed him a shotgun because his own gun was normal and did nothing...that shocked him. Did you see him kick that one demon so hard in the head that the head almost came right off...damn it Bobby the bottom feeder demon bailed on his meat suit the guy hit him so hard."

"How and why did he get left?"

Sam stands and helps Bobby get the cups and saucers out and move the pot to the table.

"There were too many coming out of the hotel so he stayed behind to hold them off so we could get Em away."

"Didn't even get his name?"

Dean sits, "Bond...she called him Bond...that is why she is not his mother why would his own mother call him Bond?"

M enters the room, "because that is his name, James Bond, and no he is not my son."

"Please ma'am, have a seat."

"Thank you."

"So...your name is Em?" Sam asks.

"I have not given you my name but you may call me M."

Dean leans forward watching her carefully, "just M as in the letter?"

"Yes Mr. Winchester."

"Who are you and how do you know how to fight the supernatural?"

"I don't...I have never seen the like before...I take it that this is something that you encounter often?"

Bobby answers, "you could say that. We call ourselves hunters...we hunt the supernatural, ghosts, demons, ghouls, vampires, monsters and witches."

"Witches? Surely you cannot…"

"Oh they are real ma'am I can assure you," Sams says as he pour her tea.

"Thank you Sam."

Dean speaks, "about Bond M, you know that he is more than likely dead."

M scoffs, "you don't know Bond. He will be here as soon as he can rent or steal a car."

M takes a sip of tea and smiles. "What can you tell me about the supernatural and why did they attack the conference?"

Dean answers first. "Cas told us before the fight that it was an epicentre for something and then he found you...you were the epicentre. Can you tell us why that would be? Why are you so important lady?"

Sam and Bobby object to his continued rudeness. "DEAN!"

M smirks, "it is alright and I do owe you some explanation. Unfortunately, all that I can tell you is that I am M."

"So you expect us to look after you and you will tell us nothing?"

"I assure you I know nothing about this epicentre, but perhaps your friend Cas knows."

Dean crosses his arms frustrated. "Or you could tell us who you really are or we can leave you down the road to look after yourself."

"DEAN!"

"Well she is hiding stuff...why should we trust her?"

Sam frowns, "I don't know...let's wait for Cas to tell us more before you kick the poor woman to the curb."

Bobby places the food on the table. "You will have to excuse us ma'am but Dean does have a point. Who is Bond and why are you here in the U.S. anyway? The boys said it was a military shindig."

"I am sorry, I would tell you but then I would have to have you killed."

M says with a neutral face and a deadly serious tone, hoping the question will stop right there.

Dean laughs, "I would like to see you try lady."

"No you wouldn't Mr. Winchester."

Suddenly Cas appears in the kitchen. "Good I am glad to see you all made it. M I want to thank you for helping me."

"So you are and angel?"

"Yes...I am Castiel."

"And I killed an angel that was attacking you?"

"Yes."

"I see. Why am I the epicentre for these supernatural situations?"

"I don't know yet...do you?"

"I have recently received threats on my life."

The three hunters look shocked at why this tiny lady would be threatened at all but also how she so calmly accepts these situations. Something is definitely not normal about this Englishwoman.

"This is not unusual...no need to be shocked but in my line of work...I make enemies."

Cas nods, "yes but you have done much to save many. You will understand the war in heaven better than most. Sometimes we have to kill for peace...for the lesser evil."

"Yes...I do, more than most. It was pure instinct to stab that angel..I didn't do it with any sort of malicious intent. I just felt I should protect you as you were protecting me."

"Yes...thank you. I will make a gift of that sword to keep yourself safe until which time as this mark's removed from your head by the demons that search for you. I have blocked this area so it will delay them finding you here."

M taps her fingers on the table as she pauses...deep in thought. "Maybe you shouldn't."

The four men look in amazement, "what? You want them to find you?" Dean asks.

"Sometime it is easier to face the enemy…. face them on your own terms...than to continually hide. I assume that you have the means to kill these demons or at least trap one so I may question it?"

Bobby looks concerned. "We can ma'am but it is not a safe or attractive thing to do."

"I am under no illusions that it will be, but it is better than waiting for one to grab me off the streets someday when I do not have a trained group of men and an angel on my side. I am a very practical woman."

Dean's impressed not that he will let her know that...Sam and Bobby are already under her Mary Poppins powers...he needs to stay on edge and alert.

"You have guts M, I will give you that. We need to sleep for a bit but we could set up an area to trap one to question."

Bobby smiles, "we will start getting ready here...Castiel..."

Castiel just looks blankly at the ceiling, "I must go now. I will return soon."

He vanishes just as M wanted to ask him about Bond. An angel...wait until she tells her cousin Minerva.

Bond better be alive...she doesn't even care if he's being delayed by his normal post fight pursuits. She would rather he be drinking and screwing every woman between here and Chicago than...dead.

M places his mobile on the table...no calls...no texts...she desperately wants to call Tanner to tell him to send in the helicopters.

"Is there a computer to check the news from Chicago?"

Sam grabs a bag from the floor and pulls out a laptop for M.

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Sam and Dean head upstairs to have showers and get a little rest before Armageddon lands at Bobby's place.

"Sam I don't like this. What kind of person has a letter for a name and is not shocked by our lifestyle yet knows nothing of it?"

"I don't know Dean but Bobby seems taken with her."

"Yeah...well she is a looker for an old gal. She actually believes that Bond guy is going to come save her...and she hasn't even tried to call anyone...this is to cloak and dagger for me."

"Yeah...it is mysterious and we must seem like something out of the x-files to her. You're right about it being weird that she is not in shock at all."

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While the Winchester boys sleep M and Bobby begin making plans to trap and or kill any demons that come looking for her.

M has the mobile wedged in her bra as there are no pockets in her dress. She keeps the conversation light but has to stifle her laugh with how Mr. Singer is attempting to clean up his language in her presence.

Bobby is filling shotgun casings with rock salt and M surprises him by explaining how to make light bombs with the shells. They fill bags with iron shards and rock salt.

Not wanting to destroy his home they wire an area between his house and garage with strings of lights. They string an area between rows of derelict cars in the junk yard behind his house.

Bobby etched a design in the dirt and tells her it is a devils trap. M takes a picture of it with Bond's mobile.

Bobby shows M his safe room downstairs and more designs on the ceiling and floors. The room is iron.

They also create a salt barrier in a small shed should they need to take refuge outside.

They take a rest in the kitchen and Bobby makes lemonade and sandwiches for lunch. The Winchester come downstairs and Bobby let's them eat while he tells them about the prep work.

Dean has to admit that he's impressed by the bombs M's made and asks to learn the process.

M takes the boys to the work room and gives them a quick tutorial.

"Where did you learn to do this M...some kind of English girl scout badge."

"You could say that. The girl scouts were used a lot during the war to carry messages and follow suspicious people to report their movements."

Sam smiles, "really? Now all they do is sell us cookies."

"Well it would seem a safer world now but if you think about it, it is a perfect surveillance technique to send them door to door peaking in every house under the guise of selling sweets."

Dean frowns, "I will never look at another girl scout the same way again."

"And I will never look at rock salt the same way again Mr. Winchester. See we can learn new things every day...even an old gal like me."

M winks at Dean, he blushes, realizing that she must have overheard some of their conversations."

Cas suddenly returns. "I cannot stay long...there is a group of demons heading this way and will be here by nightfall. It seems that they have a way of detecting my wards and someone who can get around them."

"Why are they after M? We're used to this crap...not at this scale but this seems unusual for them to focus this kind of attack on a civilian," Sam asks.

Cas looks at M.

"They want to possess M. That conference was full of people highly placed in the military and CIA. You managed to prevent some of the possessions but some are demons now. That is why I went back. I had to try to figure out who the men were that are now demons."

M is instantly on alert and takes a pad and pen off the table. "Could you give me the names?"

Cas touches the paper and names etch into it with a flash. M takes a photo with Bond's mobile and folds up the paper and slides it in the case for the mobile.

Dean frowns. "So they want to posses M...why?"

Castiel looks at Dean in confusion. "Because they want her to become a demon. To infect the head of...MI6...would put them in a powerful position in the human world."

Sam, Dean and Bobby do a double take and then stare at M. Dean is the first to speak, "holy shit! I knew there was something going on! Didn't I tell you Sammy?"

"Yes Dean...you told me. M is this why you were in Chicago?"

M nods. "Yes, I was at a CIA meeting and was to fly out tomorrow. London will be looking for me but my agent urged communication silence until he could deal with what attacked us. Castiel...did Bond survive the attack?"

M wrings her hands waiting in dread for his response.

Castiel tilts his head to the side and gets a far away look in his eye. "I don't... I have to go now but call on me should the fight be too much for you. The first wave will be the minor demons...the one that wants M is hiding from me. I will try to find out more."

With that he is gone and the three hunters all turn and stare at M in a new, and somewhat terrified way.

"M...code name?"

"Yes. I do have a real one but I would have to kill you if you spoke it allowed."

Dean's eyes arch in surprise and he remembers goading her about trying that earlier. "Shit! You could have us all wiped out...even here in the U.S.?"

M just smiles at him. "Don't worry...I would never do that to you, after all the help and hospitality. I only eliminate threats to Great Britain and you three are no threat to us...are you?"

All three men vigorously shake their heads in the negative. "No ma'am."

"Good, now is there anything else we need to do before sundown at the OK corral?"

Bobby answers, "just a waiting game now ma'am."

Dean goes to the fridge and takes out some beer. "M would you like one?"

"Yes Dean, thank you. I think a pint might hit the spot today."

"It is hot this summer...I wonder if the weather's been affected by all this demon activity?" Sam asks.

"I never thought of that." Bobby says.

Sam pulls up the weather for the area around Chicago and watches as a dramatic temperature change after they fled Chicago and there were no thunderstorms to cause the break in heat and crazy levels of humidity.

"Look," Sam says. "The heat is coming our way over last night and the temperature here is on a steady rise."

M looks confused. "This does not usually happen with this sort of occurrence?"

Sam shakes his head. "Not that I have ever seen. Bobby we need to hit the books."

Bobby nods and they go into his living room from the kitchen and begin picking up books. M looks through a pile also.

M takes a book on demons and sits down in a chair and begins to read. M noticed the books earlier but they were too busy with traps to investigate further.

M finds the books fascinating...some are written as mythology but apparently solidly rooted in fact. There is a leather-bound journal that Sam and Dean seem to hold dear. They remove them from their bag so M deduces that it never leaves them even on their travels.

M would love to have copies of these. She wonders if they would let her...

There is a sudden crash at the door...

To be continued...