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Anyway here is the long awaited Chapter 3, enjoy!
Summary: Cassie's meeting with Castiel and the battle of the pissed off spirits.
Set: Season 4 episode 2
"What the hell are you talking about? Wanted what?" Dean demanded, but he apparently was looking puzzled, but who could blame him. I could barely understand any of this.
" I was talking to Cassidy...she wanted to know what I was...and stated you were wondering as well.." Castiel replied casually like it was the most normal thing in the world.
"Just wait a damn second here...you can...you can understand a dog?" Dean questioned not really knowing how to approach this situation.
"Cassidy is no ordinary dog...she is unique..." Castiel simply explained but almost hesitant in telling it. Making me wonder if he was leaving out critical pieces of information...but why?
'Could you maybe...I don't know...go into detail for us?' I pleaded.
Castiel gave me a look of sympathy "...I'm afraid it is not time yet..." he stated quietly.
Not time yet? What did that even mean, but before I can also voice my confusion to the angel further Dean interrupted.
"Okay, I am too fed up with this shit to even process this...I can't even process your whole; I'm the angel of the lord crap! Get the hell out of here, there's no such thing," Dean snapped angrily.
Well...He's right in front of us don't know what else he could be...I thought to myself, but I couldn't really blame Dean. He was probably angry and worried for Bobby who was still passed out on the floor.
"This is your problem, Dean. You have no faith" Castiel replied, his voice still calm.
Then all of the sudden lightning hit the barn, lighting it up for a brief moment. I swore I saw two substantial feathered wings appear on Castiel's back. Which made me step back slightly in shock and sat down, looking up at Castiel in bewilderment.
"Woah!" I said out of amazement and I think I saw a brief smile appear on Castiel's lips but it was gone in a matter of seconds. I believe Dean saw something too, but not what I saw...maybe the wing's shadow because he looked slightly started.
"Some angel you are, you burned out that poor women's eyes" Dean retorted with a growl.
Castiel then looked down, and I noticed a bit of regret on his face, but then looked back up at Dean " I warned her not to spy on my true form. It can be overwhelming to humans..." Castiel explained stepping over to him. I was still in front of Dean, I may have been slightly reassured our eyes wouldn't be burned out, but I was still protective over Dean and wasn't ready to step away from him.
"And so can my real voice, but you already knew that," Castiel said.
"You mean the gas station and motel? That was you talking" Dean questioned. Castiel then nodded briefly.
"Buddy, next time lower the volume..." Dean desperate.
"You're telling me!" I said, agreeing with Dean as I remembered the ringing I heard after the hotel. Castiel then looked almost sheepish and glanced away for a brief moment.
"That was my mistake. Certain people, special people can perceive my true visage. I thought you would be one of them...I was wrong.." Castiel apologized.
"And what visage are you in now, huh? Holy tax accountant?" Dean asked looking at him with a hard gaze.
"This? This is a vessel..." Castiel stated calmly.
"You possess some poor bastard?" Dean exclaimed with some disgust.
Well...if he didn't possess someone... both our eyes would be burned out of their sockets...I thought to myself with a cringe.
"He's a devout man. He actually prayed for this.." Castiel explained his reasons.
"Look, pal, I'm not buying what you're selling...so who are you really?" Dean demanded angrily. Castiel then tilted his head slightly gazing at him with a questioning look. Castiel seemed like a complicated guy, angel...So I couldn't really quite tell what was going through his mind right now.
" I told you," Castiel replied with a calm tone of voice.
"Right. And why would an angel rescue me from hell?" Dean questioned further with a scoff.
"Good things do happen, Dean..." Castiel stated stepping closer to him, his blue eyes hardened.
Oh boy...I couldn't help but think worriedly, maybe he was fed up with Dean's behavior and tone towards him.
"Not in my experience," Dean said his voice hinting in anger and his gaze still hard. Then Castiel stopped in his tracks, face to face with him. He tilted his head, his face contorting in confusion.
"What's the matter?" Castiel asked, his tone soft now, but then his eyes widened slightly in realization "You don't think you deserved to be saved.." He murmured softly.
I then looked up at Dean as soon as he said this and let out a soft whine seeing his startled face. It must have been right then, Dean really did think he hadn't deserved this.
"Why'd you do it?" Dean questioned again his voice almost quiet staring back at the angel.
"Because God commanded it...and we have work for you" Castiel replied simply.
God?!
~SKIP~Bobby's place~
"Well, then tell me what else it could be?" Sam demanded.
"Look all I know is I was not groped by an angel" Dean stated.
Oh boy, here we go again...I thought with a soft whine resting my head on my paws. Dean and Sam have been fighting in the kitchen since Dean explained to him and Bobby about the whole Castiel angel god thing. I was laying beside Bobby's desk, and he quietly looked through the book, researching this. I had my stuffed toy right beside me, he was a bit rough looking now from the glass falling on top of him from the Hotel earlier. Sam still went back and grabbed him for me, he must already know how much I love that duck.
"Ok, look Dean why do you think Castiel would lie to you about it" Sam retorted.
"Maybe he's some kind of demon? Demon's lie" Dean said trying to rationalize this.
"A demon, whos immune to salt rounds and devil's traps? And Ruby's knife?!" Sam said almost fed up.
I then started to tune out there fighting, thinking about Castiel earlier. How was I unique? I still didn't quite grasp it I'm no different then any other dog except I can see demons and kill them...ok maybe that's a lot of difference, but I don't really see that big! Everything was so confused I remember my mother back then telling me that I was destined for a higher purpose and I asked about it, it was always your not ready yet. Now Castiel showing up and being hesitant towards answering me made me frustrated. Why can't people just tell me? I ask myself with a sigh. Then my thoughts were interrupted by Bobby calling out to Sam and Dean who were still arguing in the kitchen.
"You two chuckleheads want to keep arguing religion, or do you want to come take a look at this.." Bobby interrupted.
Then they both made their way towards Bobby from out of the kitchen.
" I got stacks of lore, Biblical, pre-biblical. Some of it is even in damn cuneiform. It all says an angel can snatch a soul from the pit." Bobby started explaining off the bat.
"What else..."Dean instantly questions.
"What else, what?" Bobby questioned looking at him with a hard look.
Oh, Dean...I wouldn't argue with him I said amused. I didn't know the old man much longer than Dean, but I could sense you wouldn't want to get into a fighting ring with him nor questioning his research skills.
"What else could do it.." Dean sighs his hand on his shoulder with the burnt mark.
"Airlift your ass out of the hotbox? As far as I can tell Nothing..." Bobby stated as he leaned back in the chair.
Dean sighed slowly again, and I saw Sam smile.
Sam your gonna start things up again; I thought to myself with a whine, but Sam started up the conversation back.
"Dean this is good news..." Sam started
"How?" Dean instantly said annoyed by this being brought up again.
"Because for once, This isn't a round of demon crap" Sam empathized before continuing.
Bobby and I then glanced over at Dean, seeing his eyes fill up more and more with denial like he was putting a wall up to protect himself. Hell must be worse then they say.
"I mean maybe you were saved by one of the good guys you know?" Sam replied.
""Okay say it's true, say there are angels. Then what? There's, a god?" Dean said in disbelief.
"At this point Vegas money on yeah," Bobby said.
"I don't know guys," Dean said as he turned his back walking away slightly having a hard time dealing with all this information.
"Okay, look" Sam tried again. "I know you're not all choirboy about this stuff, but this is becoming less and less about faith and more and more about proof."
"Proof?" Dean stated a hint of anger underneath as he turned his head back looking over at Sam.
"Yes!" Sam answered desperately while looking over at him.
"Proof that there's a god out there that actually gives a crap about me personally?" Dean said.
"I'm sorry, but I'm just not buying it!" He growled.
"Why not?" Sam asked with a sigh.
"Because why me? if there's a god out there, why would he give a crap about me?!"
"Dean-" Sam tried, but Dean still continued.
"I mean, I saved some people, okay? I figured that made up for stealing and ditching chicks. But why do I deserves to be saved? I'm just a regular guy!"
"Apparently, you're a regular guy that's important to the man upstairs..." Sam finished.
Bobby looked over at Dean, his gaze soft, but had a slight frown on his face.
"Well, that creeps me out. I mean I don't like getting singled out of birthday parties..much less by God." Dean sighed, I saw his muscles start to visibly relax, giving up slowly from the issue at hand for now.
"Well, too bad Dean...Because I think he wants you to strap on your party hat." Sam sighed.
Dean cleared his throat and looked at Bobby" All right, so what do we know about angels?"
Bobby looked at him for a few moments and sighed as he sat up and reached over by the side of his desk and picked up five big heavy thick old books and placed them down in front of where Dean was.
"Start reading" Bobby replied simply.
I am so glad I'm not a human right now I thought to myself seeing all the thick heavy books on the desk. I got curious and got on my back legs and placed my paws on the counter sniffing them but then I sneezed from the dust quickly getting off and pawing my muzzle as I shook my head.
"You're going to get me some pie," Dean said looking over at Sam and pointing at him annoyed before huffing.
"And bring the mutt with you before she sneezes on any more books" he added as he picked up the book underneath the first one I sneezed on, looking in disgust before heading out of the room.
Sam just looked at Bobby with a sigh.
Rude I thought to myself with a huff.
~SKIP~ Impala~
Oh, it was so lovely being in the passenger seat again. Mr. Quackers was in the chair with me as I was happily sticking my head out the window, the breeze going through my fur. Sam glanced over at me and was faintly smile. With times like this, it was just time without worries and held a brief time of contentment. After a few more minutes the Impala pulls up to the Diner Cafe and Sam's cell phone rings. It was Dean. Sam answers and soon was rolling his eyes in annoyance "Yes, Dean, I'll get the chips..." he started, but the rest of the brief conversation was tuned out by me when I noticed a familiar figure waiting for Sam, Ruby. As soon as Sam got out of the car I rushed out of there before he shut me in. I still didn't trust the demon, not when Sam was involved. "I got to go...yeah, alright. Bye" Sam said as he hung up the phone his eyes catching where Ruby was and headed over to her.
Sam stopped right by her, and I stayed right by his legs watching her with a small growl. "Ruby..." Sam stated merely, and Ruby instantly butt right in.
"So, is it true?" she instantly demanded.
Sam raised his eyebrow, and I tilted my head in confusion, not expecting that to come up so suddenly "is what true?" Sam asked. Ruby sighed and continued to look at him "Did an angel rescue Dean?" she inquired.
Well, I guess the word is already spreading I thought to myself with a roll of my eyes. "You heard?" Sam questioned. Ruby rolled her eyes and replied like it wasn't the most obvious thing in the world" who hasn't?"
The word really does travels fast then in the demon world I thought to myself in surprise. Sam sighed and ran a hand through his hair" we're not 100% sure, but I think so..." he explained.
Ruby seemed content with that answer and stuck her hands in her pockets "Okay. Bye, Sam" she said as she started walking away, but Sam reached out and suddenly grabbed her arm and turned her back to face him.
"Whoa, wait. What's going on?" Sam asked confused and a frown on his face. Come on she was almost gone I thought with a whine. Sam looked at him "Sam,they're angels. I'm a demon. They're not gonna care if i'm being helpful. They smite first, and then they ask questions later" she replied stating the obvious and I actually found myself surprisingly agreeing with her because with that situation there was no debate.
"What do you know about them?" Sam inquired. Ruby sighed "Not much. I've never met one, and I don't really want to. All I know is that they scare the holy hell out of yourself,Sam. Oh, great advice from a demon who I barely trust. I said with a slight snort rolling my eyes. "I'm not scared of angels..." Sam replied to Ruby's earlier comment, but she didn't respond to him and walked away leaving Sam and me together. I looked up at Sam and he was watching her walk away and I whine and nudged his hand with my muzzle. He looked down at me and smiled faintly and patted my head.
~SKIP~ Bobby's House~
We got some of Dean's things, and Sam even bought me a doggie treat they specialty made. I ate it happily in the Impala as Sam pulled up to Bobby's house. I looked up seeing Bobby approaching the window.
"Keep the engine running" Bobby explained. I then tilted my head in confusion, did we have to go on another food run. "Why? What's going on?" Sam questioned equally confused as me.
Bobby sighed," I got a friend one state, Olivia Lowry. I've been trying to reach her for three days on this angle thing. It's not like her to ignore this many calls..." he explained. I let out a low whine seeing the concern in his eyes, he was pretty worried I could sense it.
Sam frowned softly"Olivia Lowry, a hunter right?" he asked.
"Yeah. We're gonna go check on her. You guys follow me." Bobby explained before heading to his own car as Dean approached the driver's side.
"Scoot over" Dean waved over, and I huffed still not over how I was supposed to get in the back. But I grabbed the treat I was still eating and hopped in the back as Sam grabbed Mr. Quackers for me and handed it to me gently. Once Dean got in he grabs the bag of food Sam brought back and looks inside. He had an offended look on his face" Dude?" Dean asked. Sam raised an eyebrow confused "Yeah?" he asked curiously.
"Where's the pie?" Dean demanded with a huff looking at him. I froze as I stopped eating the treat and looked at Sam sheepishly. Sam must have gotten the treatment for me and forgot Dean's pie in the process. Sam glanced back at me and had a sheepish look on his face probably realizing the same thing. Dean looked back at me seeing the treat in my mouth as I stared back, caught. Dean quickly looked back at his brother upset"Dude! You get the mutt something, but you don't remember my pie?!" He demanded.
~SKIP~ Olivia's House~
We arrived at this Olivia person house, Bobby entered the house first armed with a gun as Dean and Sam followed, I was beside Sam's side. When we stepped in, I smelt something off. My fur stood up on edge as I walked past the brothers and Bobby, who called out the hunters name, I smelt blood, so I followed it.
I stopped at the doorway to another room seeing her bloody and torn up body. I whined softly seeing that this woman died in a brutal and painfully. Bobby and the brother had followed me and managed to see the body as well. I looked over at Bobby worriedly as turned away from her body and walked away. He was in pain...
"Bobby?" Dean called out worriedly with a frown.
I stayed by Sam's side on guard for whatever had done this would be around. "Dean...salt line..." he said softly pointing at the doorway with the woman's body was. Sam and Dean started to look around the room, I sniffed over to the EMF reader and whined out loud for one of the boy's attention. Dean came over and picked up the reader "Olivia was rocking the EMF meter" looking taken back, but I didn't know why I didn't know what those boxes did.
Sam looked over and nodded "spirit activity..." he said softly
"Yeah, on steroids. I never have seen a ghost do this to a person" Dean mutters astonished as Bobby enters the room again, his phone in his hand. Dean looked over at the older man with a worried gaze" Bobby, you all right?" he questioned.
"I called some hunters nearby..." Bobby replied, sort of almost avoiding the question Dean had asked. Dean didn't further question the man and went along "Good,We can use their help." Dean said. Bobby sighed "...except they ain't answering their phones either.." Bobby explained. With this it seemed like it troubled everyone including me, I sensed something was terribly wrong.
"Something's up, huh?..." Sam asked with a frown and Bobby was quick to reply "you think?'" he asked in a matter of factly tone before walking out of the room leaving the three of us behind, concerned.
~SKIP~Impala~
We had just gotten down checking with another hunter's house, Jed, it wasn't pretty he seemed more torn up then Olivia it wasn't pretty. I followed Sam and Dean out of the house as Dean made a call to Bobby on his cell phone. "We're in Jackson. It's not pretty. He looks even worse than Olivia. What about you?" he asked. I hopped in the back once as Sam opened the door for me. The other hunters Bobby checked on must have gotten killed too when I heard Dean's reply. "What the hell is going on here, Bobby? Why did a bunch of ghosts suddenly want to gank off-duty hunters?" He questioned . I settled down in the back seat with my stuffed toy as Dean hung up with Bobby after a few minutes after replying "We're on our way."
As we drove for a while, Sam pulls up to a service station. Dean was sleeping in the passenger side as Sam got out to pump the gas. I stayed in the back seat laying down watching him before he left briefly to the restroom. I rested my head down on my paws before I after a few short minutes he wasn't out yet. I had this feeling Sam was being attack, so I got up seeing Dean was still sleeping, so I quickly jumped onto his lap making him grunt out as I knocked the breath out of him. Sam needs help! I barked and whined panic looking over at the bathroom and back at him hoping he would understand me. It took a few moments, but I think he did as he grabbed me and set me down in the front seat as he opened the door and before I could scramble out "Stay!" Dean ordered as he shut the door rushing over to the bathroom. I whined in distress as he left, not understanding why he left me behind.
I worried for Sam and Dean, but after agonizing minutes I noticed them stumble out of the bathroom.
Dean was holding up Sam who had bruises on his face, and I scrambled to the back as Dean helped Sam in the car before getting into the driver's seat and speeding off dialing a number on his phone.
I whined worriedly as I climbed into the front of the seat and into Sam's lap carefully and licking his face as Dean suddenly outburst "Damn it, Bobby! Pick up!" He then looked over at Sam, worry on his face "How you feel, huh? How many fingers am I holding up?" Sam sighed quietly and started petting me to keep me calm and not worry "None. I"ll be fine, Dean" he tried to reassure his older brother.
"Henriksen?" Dean asked with worried making me look over at him confused. Henriksen? Who was that, but apparently Sam knew who he was, I saw a flash of regret in his eye "Yeah..." he murmurs with a sigh. Dean looked troubled as he turned his eyes back to the road "Why? What did he want?" he asked.
"Revenge, cause we got him killed.." Sam replied with a quiet voice. Killed? I whined, but I could sense both of them were filled with guilt, and I nuzzled against Sam's neck as I sat on his lap. Dean frowned "Sam..." Dean started, but then Sam cut him off "Well, we did, Dean." I couldn't help but let out another soft whine. Dean couldn't take it anymore, I think he was fearful and didn't know quite how to deal with it, so he snapped at Sam "All right. Stop right there. Whatever the hell is going on, it's happening to us now okay? I can't get ahold of Bobby, so if you're not thinking answers, don't think at all!" He drove in silence after that, all of us were quiet and worried for the older man.
~Skip~ Bobby's House~
We didn't get there until early morning so as soon as we pulled in and the door opened, I jumped out of the care running up the man's house steps along with Sam and Dean. When Dean opened the door both him and Sam had the guns ready as they looked around carefully. My fur stood up as I sniffed around for any signs of Bobby or the pissed off spirts. As Dean called out to Bobby, my nose brought me to the iron poker on the ground, and I barked at Sam and Dean to alert them. They both look over. Dean then gestures over to the stairs" I'll go. You check outside."
Sam nodded, and I followed Sam as he walked out the door, going to the junkyard that Bobby had outside his home. I sniffed trying to get Bobby's scent, it was there, but faint.
"Bobby? Bobby?" Sam called out as we looked desperately, I ended up separating from Sam as I was focusing on the scent. I came to a pile of cars, and I heard voices. I looked up at at the van on top of the cars, and I started to climb the voices still continuing.
"Are you scared, Bobby?" It sounded like a little girl..."We were scared, Bobby." This was another little girls voice. " When the monster came for us...and grabbed us tight" One of the girl's voice continued. "And we couldn't even scream. You were right there, Bobby."
My ears perked up and growled as I tried trying to find the way into the van. Hold on Bobby! I thought to myself determined. I started squeezing my way through the door.
As I worked my way through I continued to heard the voices of the little girls. "You could have saved us,Bobby," "the monster had us. And you didn't find us", then the next words I heard from them sent chills down my spine" And now they won't find you."
I let out a snarl as I broke through van once I did the two dead girls looked started as they had a hand placed on Bobby's mouth, the man was laying on his back and disappeared with a scream of terror as I charged at them. Bobby sat up panting and looked at me in alarm but relief and I sniffed at him worriedly. "Damn...good dog..." he murmured and gave me an affection pet. My tail wagged happily glad that I got to the older man in time, but there was a sudden sound making both of us jolt.
I growled as Bobby quickly grabbed a crowbar nearby as the doors were suddenly forced open and I quickly pounced making the assignment grunt, and he fell back to fall on another car below. The guy groaned and I looked up and it was Sam. Sam! I thought happily and started licking his face my tail wagging. Sam grunted obvious going to be sore after this"Some hello" he groaned out looking relieved seeing Bobby ok. Oops..my bad... I thought to myself sheepishly.
~SKIP~ Bobby's Study Room~
We met up back into the house with Dean, who looked pretty roughed up too. They were trying to figure out this mess and get rid of these ghosts. "So, they're all people we know?" Sam asked as I laid by his feet where he was sitting.
"Not just we couldn't save" Dean explained with a heavy sigh but then remembered something. "Hey, I saw something on Meg. Did she have a tattoo when she was alive?" he asked. Sam looked puzzled "I don't think so" he replied honestly.
"It was like a-a mark on her hand, almost like a brand" Dean explained. Sam then thought of it too" I saw a mark, too, on Henriksen" Sam said. Bobby frowned and asked Sam "What did it look like?" he asked curiously. Sam lightly frown" Uh, paper?" he asked and got up walking over to Bobby's desk, and he gave him paper and a pencil. Sam thanked him and started sketching it. I got up from my spot and went over getting up on my front paws on Bobby's desk watching him curiously. It was symbols I didn't understand nor recognize.
After Sam finished he holds it up showing Dean to see if it was the same one he saw. Dean nodded as he finished loading his shotgun with salt rounds " That's it" he said. I looked over at Bobby who was frowning worriedly " I may have seen this before. We got to move.." he stated suddenly. Me Dean and Sam looked confused as Bobby picked up a few books from his shelf then started to leave the room. " Follow me" he said and Dean followed him first. Sam and I looked at each other before following them.
"Okay, where are we going?" Sam asked as I walked close to his side. Bobby sighed in soft annoyance" someplace safe, you idiot" he replies and leads us to a basement room, made entirely of iron and covered with pentagrams and Devils trap. The boys looked entirely in awe and impressed. "Bobby, is this..." Sam started. Bobby chuckled quietly "solid iron. Completly coated in salt. 100% ghost-proof..." he explained proudly of himself as I sniffed around curiously as they talked. "You built a panic room?" Sam asked in awe. Bobby looked at him and shrugged "I had a weekend off.." he said honestly.
"Bobby" Dean started, speaking up for the first time after stepping down into the basement. Bobby looked over at him "What?" Bobby asked. Dean then grinned looking back at him "you're a genius!"
~SKIP~ Bobby's basement~
Sam and Dean are preparing the iron bullets while Bobby was looking through one of the books he brought down with him, I was laying by Bobby's side. My ears still perked up on guard and listening for any of the ghostly movements. I looked over to Dean hearing him strike up a conversation with Sam. "See, this is why I can't get behind God," Dean stated. I tilted my head confused, what was he talking about? Sam was obviously confused as well "What are you talking about?" he asked.
Dean sighed before explaining himself. "If he doesn't exist, fine. Bad crap happens to good people. That's how it is. There's no rhyme or reason - just random, horrible, evil - I get it, okay. I can roll with that. But if he is out there, what's wrong with him? Where the hell is he while all these decent people are getting torn to shreds? How does he live with himself? You know, why doesn't he help?
Dean...I whined, but I could see his point in his explanation. Bobby not looking up from his book "I ain't touching this one with at 10-foot pole" he stated. Good point...I thought to myself
Dean sighed and mumbled something before Bobby spoke up "found it" he stated out loud. "What?" Sam asked getting up. "The symbol you boys saw, the brand on the ghosts..." Bobby explained. " It's called the mark of the witness..." Bobby added.
"Witness? Witness to what?" Sam asked frowning as I looked up at Bobby waiting for an explanation.
"The unnatural. None of them died what you'd call ordinary deaths. See, these ghosts, they were forced to rise. They woke up in agony. They were like rabid dogs. It ain't their fault. Someone rose them... on purpose" Bobby explained making us all taken back from it. "Who?" Sam asked frowning. Bobby scoffed "Do I look like I know? But whoever it was used a spell so powerful it left a mark, a brand on their souls. Whoever did this had big plans. It's called the rising of the figures into an ancient prophecy" Bobby explained. Oh great now prophecy's are getting set into the equation...I thought with a whine.
"Wait, wait. What? What book is that prophecy from?" Dean asked confused.
"Well, the widely distributed version's just for tourists, you know. But long story short - Revelations. This is a sign, boys" Bobby explained. A sign of what? Me, Dean and Sam asked the older man.
Bobby looked grimed and sighed" The apocalypse..." he replied softly. WHAT?! I whined out quickly sitting up from shock. "Apocalypse? The apocalypse, apocalypse? The four horsemen, pestilence, $5-a-gallon-gas apocalypse?" Dean asked with wide eyes in disbelief. Bobby sighed "that's the one. The rise of the witnesses is a mile marker" he responded. Sam ran a hand through his hair having a hard time with this announcement" Okay, so, what do we do now?" he asked.
"Road trip. Grand Canyon, Star Trek Experience. Bunny Ranch." Dean named off, and I tilted my head confused by his comment. Star Trek...Bunny Ranch?
Bobby sighed" First things first. How about we survive our friends out there? " He stated.
Dean frowned already exhausted from all this...who could blame him? We all were. "Great. Any ideas aside from staying in this room until Judgment Day?" Dean asked.
"It's a spell" Bobby started to explain and pointed to the page in front of him. "It sends the witnesses back to rest. Should work..." he explained. Should?... I thought to myself with a whine.
"Should. Great..." Sam said, voicing my unhappiness along with him. "If I translate it correctly. I think I got everything we need here at the house..." Bobby replied.
Dean looked over at him" any chance you got everything we need here in this room?" Dean asked. Oh please say yes I thought to myself with a whine.
Bobby looked at him with a raised eyebrow " So, you thought our luck was gonna start now all of a sudden? Spell's got to be cast over an open fire" Bobby said crushing my hope. No, I thought to myself with a whine wanting to howl in despair. "The fireplace in the library?" Sam inquired quietly. "Bingo" Bobby replied.
"That's just not as appealing as a, uh, ghost-proof panic room, you know?" Dean stated frowning. You're telling me...I thought with a whine. As we started to prepare to leave the room "Cover each other. And aim carefully. Don't run out of ammo until I'm done, or they'll shred you. " Bobby said. "Wait...Cassie scared off the two girls could she do the same to the others?" Sam asked as I looked up at him.
"Don't think so...the girls got killed by a monster..it was like a dog, I didn't quite know how to kill it, they were never because the monster dog ate them...I assume they were scared off from Cassie lunging at them, bringing memories of their death" Bobby explained with guilt in his eyes. "So make sure the mutt stays safe with one of you boys...Ready?" Bobby said wanting to avoid any more conversation about this.
Sam and Dean both nodded with a slight frown as the door was pushed opened. We carefully make our way out of the room. Sam stayed close by my side almost protectively. As we started to head towards the stairs, a ghost was sitting on the steps it was a young man in his early 20s with curly hair.
"Hey, Dean. You remember me?" The ghost asked with a small smirk as I started growling. Dean's eyes were hard as he stared at the dead man"Ronald, huh? With the laser eyes? I wish I could say it's good to see you" Dean stated his gun aimed at him. Suddenly the man's smirk, and he became angry" I am dead because of you. You were supposed to help me!" he yelled and before he could get up Bobby shoots at Ronald and he vanishes. Bobby looked over at Dean" If you're gonna shoot, shoot. Don't talk" The older man stated.
We made it to the living room, and Sam creates a salt circle as Dean starts the fire as Bobby began to prepare the spell. Bobby looks over at Sam"Upstairs, linen closet, red hex box. It'll be heavy" Bobby said. I went to follow Sam, but he stopped me" Cassidy no stay!" He ordered giving me a soft gaze before rushing up the stairs I whined worriedly but stayed by Bobby's side. Not long after that the two little girls appeared and I started to growl again, "Bobby..." one of the girls spoke, but they both suddenly vanished as Dean shot the both of them.
" Kitchen. Cutlery Drawer. It's got a false bottom. Hemlock, opium, wormwood" Bobby ordered Dean. Dean looked back at him and nodded before rushing off into the kitchen. As Dean left the girls appeared again as Bobby is drawing with chalk on the desk trying to focus on this while the girls start to speak again, I snarled in response.
"Bobby. You walked right by us while that monster ate us all up" One said. "You could have saved us.." the other said. But then Bobby picked up his gun and shoots the girls. After they vanished the kitchen door again, where Dean was in slammed suddenly. Dean! I barked worriedly.
Dean?!" Bobby called out worried as well. "I'm all right, Bobby! Keep working!" Deans voice called from behind the door. I whined but didn't leave the man's side as he continued working. After a few tense minutes, Sam and Dean came out of the kitchen carrying the items Bobby had asked them for, I couldn't help feel relief from the boys being alright.
As Bobby started mixing the ingredients, Dean was reloading his gun, and Ronald appeared again, I barked at Dean making him aware as he quickly looked over at him" Ronald. Hey, come on, man. I thought we were pals..." Dean said trying to sound calm. Ronald almost snarled in response"That's when I was breathing. Now I'm gonna eat you alive!" he threatened angrily.
"Well...come on, I'm not a cheeseburger..." Dean said with a side grin and cocked his gun, and once he pointed it at Ronald, he had vanished. As Bobby started to recite some Latin words, the windows blow open, and wind fills the room. The wind moves the salt line so that meant we were no longer protected...great! I snarled as another ghost appeared this time it was a woman and Sam quickly shoots her, Ronald appeared again, but he was shot also, as Boby continued the spell. Another man appeared but managed to knock Dean's gun out of his hand while he was reading and starts to approach him. Dean! I thought as I barked, growling. Dean managed to grab another gun, but when he shoots it...nothing came out, the gun was empty... Dean then quickly picks up an iron rod and hits at the man.
I got closer to Bobby's side snarling as it was getting worse. The women appeared again an managed to push Sam against the wall, trapping him there with a desk. Sam groaned and tried to push the desk away, but it was to no success. "Sam!" Dean called out worried as I looked at Sam panicked not knowing if I should charge.
"Cover Bobby!" Sam replied like he was also talking to me as well. The girls appeared by Bobby's desks, and I snarled at them frightening them, and they vanished again before they did anything. The women appeared behind Bobby, and before I could snarl at her, she picked me up and slammed me against the wall across the room. I yelped in pain as I hit the wall. Sam looked over at me with wide eyes "Cassidy!" he shouted out alarmed.
Then the women plunged a hand into Bobby's back, Bobby gasp and grunted "Dean!" he shouted out throwing him the bowl. Dean caught it and looked at Bobby alarmed. "Fireplace!" Bobby shouted. Dean then quickly throws the bowl into the fire which turns blue. The ghost all then vanish, and Bobby fell to the ground.
"Bobby?" Dean called out worried rushing to the man's side and helped him up. Bobby nodded to him to show he was ok.
Sam pushes the desk away, freeing himself and rushed over to my side. I whined slightly trying to sit up. My back was killing me..."Cassie girl you ok?" he asked in a slight panic and worry, and I looked up at him giving him a lick on his face to reassure him I was. Sam sighed out in relief and strokes my head giving me a small smile.
~Skip~ Bobby's house~
I sighed happily as I cuddled into Sam's just. He was sleeping on the couch, and I got on top of him. He hugged me letting me lay on him. He must had been worried. Dean meanwhile was sleeping on the floor, I stayed awake for a few more minutes before my eyes started to fall asleep.
As I was dreaming I was surrounded by this bright light, I saw this silhouette of a dog, don't ask me why but for some reason I felt deep down I knew him. I don't know how I thought of it as a him either everything felt strange. "Hey! Who are you!" I called out in a bark and suddenly the dog started running away.
"Wait!" I yelped as I quickly tried running after him, but as I continued running the dog got farther and farther away before suddenly I woke up with a yelp and slipped off the couch with a whine. It was morning and Sam woke up from me falling he looked down at me worriedly as he got up. "Hey girl are you ok?" he asked gently petting my head.
I licked his hand nuzzling against him. I had a weird ass dream...not like I can tell you about it...I thought to myself with a sigh. Sam then started over to the kitchen, me and Sam passing a sleeping Dean. I got a drink and Sam gave me a snack as he made his coffee. When we headed out Dean jolted awake sitting up. "You all right? What's wrong, Dean?" he asked softly as I headed over to check on him as Sam sat back down on the couch.
Dean stayed quiet and rested a hand on my head, worrying me. What did he see in his dream? "So... You got no problem believing in... God and Angels?" Dean asked. Sam looked confused by him suddenly bringing this up again and so did I" No, not really.." Sam replied softly. Dean looked up at Sam seriously "So, I guess that means that you believe in the Devil..." He replied.
My ears fell back as I whined The devil?!
The end of chapter 3 thanks for reading! Like a review, comment favorite all that good stuff keeps me motivated! Sorry for the wait! I'll try to keep posting! Remember to follow the Tumblr blog supernatural pup for update status, fanrt and all those good things!
