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The silence stretched out between the group as Sam and Dean wracked their brains for some kind of response. All the questions they'd had flew out the window at the sister's proclamation. The sisters were apparently content to let the silence continue, exchanging another of those glances but not speaking. Sam wanted to say something and break the silence, but he couldn't think of anything. It wasn't every day that someone told you they were the sun and moon.
Dean recovered more quickly than he did.
"So, you're the sun and moon and stars, or whatever. What exactly is that supposed to mean to us?" He sounded a little angry, and the sisters each reached an arm out as if to put their hands on his shoulders. Dean stepped back before they made contact, and the girl's arms fell back to their sides.
"On its own, it should mean nothing," Aemeliana answered, "except perhaps a bit more information to add to your wealth of knowledge. But it is important that we speak on another matter. So, any questions you have on us should be asked now."
"What on earth is it that you could possibly want to talk to us about?" Dean asked. Sam had to admit, he had a point. If they were the sun and the moon, whatever that might mean, it was for sure a sign that they were insanely powerful. What on Earth could they want with them?
Aeliana smiled a little. Sam was of the opinion that they were reading their minds, which wouldn't be so surprising, really.
"It concerns Castiel, and his recent increase in power."
"You mean, his becoming God," Sam supplied, but Aemeliana shook her head.
"Castiel is not God. He merely believes himself to be. In truth, such a transition is impossible, except under the most specific of circumstances. In order to become one such as the Lord, you must absorb their essence. Castiel merely took in souls, not what makes God what He is."
"So, if he's not God, what is he?" Sam asked.
Aeliana's lips thinned. "It is… complicated. Suffice to say, he is the most powerful being on your plane. But, he is not all powerful. Still, he must be stopped. This path he is on is… wrong. It will land him in a very bad place if he is not saved."
Sam and Dean looked at each other, eyebrows arched. "I'm pretty sure he's beyond saving. He's gotten pretty full of himself lately. I mean, with the whole, 'you must accept me as God or die' thing," Dean said sarcastically.
The sisters shook their heads in unison. "No, he must be saved. It is vital. He has many plans which the Lord finds unacceptable. I can only ever remember Him being this angry once before, when he cast Lucifer into hell. He will not stand for one of His children to go around, passing himself off as the one true Father."
"So, wait a minute," Dean said, his anger spiking. "You mean to tell me that, when we were going through hell to try and stop the apocalypse, He was just sitting on His righteous, holy ass, but now He's got his panties in a wad because Cas wants to claim the job? He took off, sounds like He didn't care to keep it to me!"
Aemeliana let out a soft cry, moving to just in front of Dean and placing her hands on his chest less time than it takes to blink. He shuddered as her hands made contact with his chest. He could feel the power running through her.
"No, Dean, He was watching, waiting for you to truly need Him. But you always had a plan, were always in control," she said, the faintest trace of desperation in her voice.
"Always in control? Always in control my ass! We died over and over, had our asses handed to us, almost lost the fight, at what point did He think we were in control?"
"Everything went as planned, Dean! Whenever something went off track, He helped! He can't come down from this plane and fix everything, His touch must be soft!"
"What do you mean, soft? We needed Him, and he couldn't be bothered to tell us we were following a plan?"
Aeliana shrieked then, a high pitched sound that hurt their ears. Dean jumped at the sound and went white as a sheet.
"We don't have time for this arguing!" she screamed, showing more emotion then than they'd seen from either sister until now. "What does it matter, why He did anything He did? He is the Father, we are not to question His plan and His will! And no matter how long we stand here discussing it, nothing in the past will change! It is over! So stop dwelling on it and focus on the now! Because at the moment, that is what matters!"
Sam and Dean both took a step back. As she'd shouted, she had begun rising in the air, and her hair had begun flying around her. Her golden eyes were like molten gold. Aemeliana shrieked, the sound almost exactly like her sister's, and rose in the air, placing her hands on her sister's shoulders.
When the sisters made contact, all the energy Aeliana had been giving off suddenly sapped out of her, and they both fell back to the ground, landing on their feet. Aeliana's expression was dazed, and her sister had tears in her eyes.
"Sister, you must remain calm!" Aemeliana cried. Aeliana nodded, slowly coming to. Sam and Dean looked at each other, both certain that they were thinking the same thing.
'We shouldn't have come here.'
Aeliana took a few breaths before turning back to the boys. "I am so sorry for my reaction. Of course, you have questions, and are concerned as to the reason behind the Lord's apparent lack of care during these trying times," she told them, her demeanor completely changed.
Aemeliana petted her sister's hair, turning back to Dean. "His reason is quite simple, if you could only remain calm, I will be happy to explain," she said. Sam snorted.
"Right now, I think we're more concerned with what just happened, thanks," he said, watching the pair with wary eyes.
Aeliana nodded, shaking ever so slightly. "Yes. Well," she began, looking into Sam's eyes, "I am the sun, a star and all the stars. As such, I can be… volatile. I apologize for my behavior."
"Now then!" Aemeliana said suddenly, her eyes moving from one brother to the next, "To explain God's absence. You see, God's power, as I am sure you can imagine, is quite vast. Since He created the world, it has only grown. His entrance into the realm He made for you all to reside in would destroy it. As such, He cannot interfere too much with your matters. If He did, it would cause a problem worse than the one He was trying to stop. So, He has allowed himself only the most minor of meddling. Only enough to push you into the direction He wished for you to go."
"So, instead of just stopping it all on His own, He had to make us do it," Sam summarized. The sisters nodded, once again linked by that weird, twin unison thing.
"Yes. He was quite impressed with you both, actually. He hardly had to interfere at all. The worst of it came when the hunters shot you both. He was so angry then, both realms shook with his rage. But the angels did their job right, and He only had to put the slightest of push into the Heaven in between."
"So, I've got a question," Dean interrupted, still not quite satisfied.
"Did he even want the apocalypse to happen?"