We encountered a shapeshifter at Oktoberfest, who seemed to adore movie monsters like Dracula. It was also then Dean and I found out that we were virgins after coming back from Hell. But Dean lost it again after his encounter with some girl.
I didn't lose it, I decided that I would save it. For now.
But one of the weirdest things was with the ghost sickness when people who had been using fear as their weapon got sick by it. First the paranoia and then the heart attack. It had been quite entertaining when Dean had gotten it.
How many times did you see your older brother scream because of a cat. And he was right about Sam, he got toxic after half a burrito, I almost died once because of him. But I
had panicked slightly when Dean almost did die of a heart attack. And I had also learned that Bobby spoke Japanese. That showoff…
The next stop was a town where a man had choked on razors, that had first been suspected been in candy but hadn't. Then a girl had died in boiling water, while bobbing for apples. And it got more annoying, hex bags were involved.
And then we found out about the freaking Samhain raising, that could only happen every 600th year. Quite big thing.
And… We found nothing about Tracy the teenage witch. Apparently she seemed quite violent and witchy, which was no surprise.
When we made our way back to the motel, a little kid who was dressed as an astronaut and a bit chubby, stopped us.
"Trick or treat", he said and held up the bucket.
"This is a motel", Dean replied.
"So?" the boy responded.
"Sorry, kiddo, no candy", I told and shrugged.
But Sam being Sam wanted to honest with the kid and give him some candy when we were supposed to stop the freaking raising of Samhain.
"Actually, we have ton in the uh-" Sam started before I interrupted hastily.
"No candy, Dean ate all", I interrupted hastily and glared at Sam annoyed.
The kid narrowed his eyes skeptically at me before he looked at Dean hopefully.
"I'm sorry, kid, but we can't help you", he said.
"But I want candy", the kid whined and sounded younger than he seemed to be.
"Well, I think you've had enough", Dean replied more as a joke.
But unfortunately, the boy didn't take it as a joke and glared at Dean like he could kill him with a look. Dean looked a bit scared, to be honest, and I couldn't help but snicker. Gotta be careful, Dean.
The boy brushed past Dean like he was in the same age as him.
Dean had a new enemy, must be Thursday.
When Sam opened the door, the first thing he did was pulling out his gun and began to point at one of the figures who was in our room.
"Who are you?" he demanded before I saw who one of them was: Cas.
I quickly rushed to Sam and pushed down his gun.
"Sam, don't! It's Cas— Castiel, the angel", I told and looked at the other man by the window— probably another angel.
"But I have no idea who he is", I added and looked at Dean questioningly.
Had he seen that guy before?
"Nope."
Cas rose and faced us. His hair was a bit messy, which actually made him look very cute.
Stop! I said to myself annoyed, again.
"Hello, Sam. Dean. Abigail", he greeted.
Sam looked at Cas like he had seen an angel, which he did. And being Sam, began to stutter a lot.
"Oh my god. I, uh, I didn't mean to— sorry. It's an honor. Really, I've heard a lot about you", he ranted and extended his hand.
Dean and I looked confused at Sam. But then again, he hadn't met Cas before.
After a few couple of seconds of Cas staring at his hand, he grasped Sam's hand and shook it slowly.
Awkward.
"And I you", he replied before he placed his other hand over Sam's.
"Sam Winchester, the boy with the demon blood. I'm glad to hear you've ceased your extracurricular activities."
Sam looked quite uncomfortable, especially when the other angel spoke.
"Let's keep it that way", the other angel said.
"Yeah, okay, Chuckles. Who's your friend?" Dean demanded and looked quite irritated at the angel.
"The raising of Samhain, have you stopped it?" Cas interrogated and ignored Dean's question.
"Why do you care?" I wondered, perhaps a bit rudely but, well.
"Have you located the witch?" Cas continued.
"Yes."
"And is the witch dead?"
" No", Sam said.
"But we know who it is", I added.
"Apparently, the witch knows who you are too", Cas said.
I raised my eyebrow as Cas walked over to the nightstand and picked up something, which I later saw what it was: hexbag. I felt a bit relieved over that they had found that thing, otherwise one of us would be bathing in our body fluids, I guessed.
"This was inside the wall of your room. If we hadn't found it, sure at least one of you or all three of you would be dead. Do you know where the witch is know?" he asked.
Sam, Dean and I exchanged looks before I spoke up.
"We're working on it", I said.
"That's unfortunate", Cas replied.
" Why do you care?" Dean snapped.
Cas looked at the other angel for some reason before he answered.
"The raising of Samhain is one of the 66 seals", he replied.
Made sense. A lot.
"So, this is about your buddy Lucie", I said.
"Lucifer is no friend of ours", the stranger snapped a bit angered, or at least it it sounded like he was.
I glanced at Dean, who stared weirdly at angel while Sam looked like, well… Sam.
"It was an expression, nothing more", I replied.
"Lucifer cannot rise", Cas stated while he started to walk towards me and stopped two feet from me.
"The breaking of the seal must be prevented at all costs."
"Okay, so now that you guys are here and are angels, you probably know where she is and you're here to tell us, so we can silence her", I told and met his eyes calmly without showing any emotion from last time we met.
"We're not omniscient. The witch is very powerful. She is cloaked, even to our methods", Cas replied.
"Okay. We already know who she is. So if we work together—" Sam suggested.
"Enough of this", the angel interrupted.
"Okay, who the hell are you and why should we care?" I snapped and glared at the stranger.
He turned and faced us. Even though I had seen Cas' eyes be cold like marble, it was something with the other one. I could feel something in me, something telling me that he wasn't trustable. And something else too.
"This is Uriel. He's what you might call a specialist", Cas explained to us.
"What kind of specialist?" Dean wondered.
No one answered and Cas seemed a bit unhappy about something, which made me feel uneasy. If an angel felt unhappy about something, it defiantly was bad.
"What are you going to do?" I asked wearily.
"The three of you need to leave this town immediately", Cas told and ignored my question.
"Why?" Dean asked.
"Because we're about to destroy it."
"Destroy it?" I echoed.
All I could think about was the people who lived there, the kids, parents, families, just people. How many would mourn over this town if it became dust?
"So, this is your brilliant plan, huh?" I questioned angrily.
Cas looked at me sadly before he spoke up.
"We're out of time. This witch has to die. The seal must be saved", he said.
"There is a thousand innocent people living in this town", I protested and really wanted to smack them both in the face.
"One thousand, two hundred and fourteen", Uriel corrected like we weren't talking about lives, more like things.
"You're not helping", I growled and received a glare from him.
Stupid angel.
"And you're willing to kill the all?" Sam asked after a moment of silence and glaring.
"This isn't the first time I've… purified a city", Uriel stated neutrally.
I clenched my teeth and looked at Cas, who seemed quite uncomfortable in the situation.
"Look, I understand this is regrettable", he spoke and cast me a look before his eyes swiped over to Sam and Dean.
"Regrettable", Dean repeated with venom in his word.
"We have to hold the line. Too many seals have already been broken", Cas defended.
"So you screw the pooch of some seals and now this town is gonna pay the price?" Dean snapped.
"It's the lives of one thousand against six billion. There's a bigger picture", Cas stated.
"Right, because you only see the bigger picture here", I snarled and tried to keep my eyes from twitching.
I could almost hear my insides boil of the fury I felt inside. I just wanted to do something, whatever it took, to stop the fucking plan.
"Lucifer cannot rise", Cas said more harshly and took a step closer so we almost touched.
The tension rose and I had to clench my teeth to prevent them from rattle.
"He does and Hell rises with him. Is that something you're willing to risk?"
I didn't answer. Just in that moment, a brief picture of Hell popped up, my organs chopped up and a knife inside me, twisting and bringing burning pain which only grew the deeper it got inside me.
I paled slightly and froze for second for just remembering it, until Sam saved me by speaking up.
"We'll stop this witch before she summons anyone. Your seal won't be broken and no one has to die."
Cas looked at me in guilt since he probably realized that bringing up Hell almost got in me in an episode of flashbacks.
"We're wasting time with these mud monkeys", Uriel said scornfully.
I almost started to see red when I couldn't take it anymore. Couldn't he just shut up?
"Fine! Destroy an innocent town with people, children, families and don't care, because you are so angelic and so superior over us. You look down at us mud monkeys and think: Oh, a witch is in that town, better smite the whole shit for one little bitch that is far inferior than us because that's what we're told! I first believed in angels being merciful and forgiving and all that crap, but no! You're just a bunch of winged dicks with range of emotion and kindness as a teaspoon! But then again, the teaspoon is probably much more kinder when I think about it."
Cas looked down in shame. If it wasn't for them wanting to smite the whole town, I would feel sympathy. But I didn't. My hands almost sparked of electricity because of the anger I felt in me, boiling, burning.
"I'm sorry. But we have our orders", Cas told while not looking at me.
"No, you can't do this. You're angels. I mean, like Abigail said, aren't you supposed to show mercy?" Sam said almost like he tried convince himself about it while Uriel chuckled coldly.
"Says who?" Uriel replied almost amused.
I clenched my teeth, so I wouldn't spit out any rude things at him, I didn't want to get killed off by that son of a bitch.
"We have no choice", Cas told.
"Of course you have a choice. I mean, come on, you've never questioned a crap order? Just a couple of hammers?" Dean questioned.
"Even if you can't understand it, have faith. The plan is just", Cas replied almost angrily.
"How can you even say that?" Sam said a bit terrified.
Poor Sam, knowing the things he'd been praying to, being dicks.
"Because it comes from Heaven. It makes it just", Cas responded and turned to Sam when he said it.
"It must be nice, to be sure of yourselves", Dean said quietly, but with enough coldness to make the Sahara desert freeze.
Cas turned to Dean and said the question I had hoped he wouldn't mention. Like seriously, dick move.
"Tell me something, Dean. When your father gave you an order, didn't you obey?" he questioned.
The words were almost like a punch for Dean, I could see that in his face.
Dad was a sensible subject since Sam had left and Dad had died.
Long story half short: Sam had left us, I had stayed with Dad and Dean but had had much harder with orders and become more distant from both Dean and Dad, but most Dad. When I thought about it, I shouldn't had gone so cold toward Dean, he had just wanted approval from Dad and I could understand him a bit more since he told us about the Shtriga.
"Well, I'm sorry boys. Looks like the plan's been changed", Dean said instead.
"You think you can stop us?" Uriel dared and watched us like we were scum, which we were to them.
"No, he knows it, we all know it", I told with a light but cold tone.
"But if you chumps are going to smite this whole thing, you're going to smite us with it, because, we're not leaving. And since you guys went the trouble with pulling mine and Dean's asses out of the Pit, I bet we're worth something to the Big Man. You want to kill us off? Sure, we'll see how he'll take it then", I finished and neared Uriel while looking at him challengingly.
"I will drag you out of here myself", he threatened as a comeback.
Wow, such a noob.
"Alright, then you'll have to kill me and then we're back on square one", I sassed and looked up at him like 'Bitch please'.
"We can do this", I stated confidently and turned on Uriel to walk toward Sam and Dean and stopped to look Cas in the eye.
And somehow, I held it steadily, like really steadily, with confidence and power.
"We will find the witch and we will stop the summoning of Samhain to save your precious little seal, along with the town here."
"Castiel, I will not let these!—" Uriel roared angrily before Cas interrupted his little temper tantrum.
"Enough", Cas spoke clearly while not breaking the eye contact with me.
His eyes were clearer than before and had a light in them. I think he liked our decision better than Mr. Grumpy's.
''I suggest you move quickly", he then said.
I gave him a slight nod and a tiny smile before I turned to leave the room.
And when team Winchester (Sam, Dean and myself) went out to the Impala, I almost burst out laughing. The car was egged, like really egged.
My money was on the astronaut kid.
Sam looked at it before he looked at me as I smirked. Surprisingly, he didn't grin back, so I became sightly concerned. Usually, Sam would have smirked back at me and we'd have started to laugh by now.
But Dean, he was furious. Just as I had expected.
"ASTRONAUT!" he yelled before we got into the car with me in the middle backseat.
"What?" Dean asked Sam, who really looked down this time.
"Nothin'", Sam lied.
I gave him a look that said 'liar'. I knew he was lying, it was written all over his face that he was.
"I thought they'd be different", he then stated.
"Who, the angels?" I wondered, before I realized how stupid my question was.
Of course it was the angels.
"Yeah."
"Well, I tried to tell you. But I guess our little sister's jabbing about their wings and eyes made you see them more friendly", Dean said.
I smacked him on his shoulder annoyed.
"Oh, come on! It was like over a month ago!" I exclaimed.
"I just— I mean, I though they be righteous", Sam said, ignoring what Dean and I had said.
" Well, they're righteous. I mean, that's kind of the problem", Dean joked with a slight laugh.
" Of course, there's nothing more dangerous than some a-hole who thinks he's on a holy mission."
"But, I mean, this is God and Heaven? This is what I've prayed to?" he asked.
I sighed and leaned forward so I could see Sam.
"Look, Sam, I know that you're into all that with angels, God and Jesus and the whole enchilada. And I know that Castiel and Uriel weren't exactly the best way in showing you that angels exist, but that doesn't mean the whole bunch is like that. Just because two fries are burned, French fries are still awesome", I reminded him.
Sam smiled slightly and continued to finger on the bone from the hexbag.
"Well, are you going to figure out a way to find this witch, or are you just gonna sit there, fingering your bone?" Dean said and eyed the bone.
"You know how much heat it would take to char a bone like this, guys?" he asked.
"No", Dean and I said and unison.
" A lot. I mean, more than a fire or some kitchen oven.
"Okay, Einstein, so?" I asked.
"It means we take a stop. Go back to the school."
The day after, I sat on one of the benches in the park, looking at the playing kids. Okay that sounded slightly pervert but it wasn't like that.
It was just, all the kids, all the people were still alive, even though Samhain was summoned. And he wouldn't been stopped without Sam using his mind mojo. I didn't like him doing it, but I guess he felt like he didn't have a choice then.
I could then hear the sound of wings and Cas sat beside me. And I knew what he would say, and it wasn't a good time for him to say it.
"Just say it: 'I told you so.'", I muttered tiredly.
"No, I won't", Cas stated.
"Well, good, because I'm not in mood for that", I replied.
"I am not here to judge you, Abigail", Cas said.
We were silent for a second.
"Then why are you here then?" I questioned.
"Our orders—"
"I've had enough of your orders", I snapped.
But Cas ignored what I had said and carried on.
"Our orders were not to stop the summoning of Samhain. They were to do whatever you or Dean said", he confessed
I raised my eyebrow confused and surprised? Us?
"Your orders were to follow our orders?" I asked surprised and skeptically.
"It was a… test, to see how you'd perform under battlefield conditions, you might say."
I let out a short and humorless laugh.
He's here to say that Dean and I failed the test since the seal was broken, I thought bitterly.
"So, we failed the test, huh? And you know what? Even if we could go back in time for a do-over, we'd still do the same thing. I have no idea what will happen if Lucifer gets out, but I do know this. Everything we see right now, the kids, the park, the families, everything is still here because of my brothers and I. And I think that's all that matters, for now", I told and looked at a kid who hugged his mother with a smile on his face.
If things were different, that kid would've never seen his mother ever again.
"You misunderstand me, Abigail. I actually prayed for you and your brother to choose saving this town", he said, which stunned me.
"You were?"
"These people, they're all my Father's creations", he started slowly while leaning forward.
"They're works of art. And yet, even though you stopped Samhain, the seal was still broken. And we are one step closer to Hell on Earth for all creation. And that's not an expression, Abigail. You, of all people should know what that means."
A cold feeling went down my spine, like an ice cube rolling down. Of course I hadn't forgotten, that's quite hard to forget actually.
"Don't worry, I do", I said quietly and quickly buried my nails into my palm to make sure I was still there, still on the bench, sitting beside Cas.
"Can I tell you something if you promise not to tell a soul?" Cas asked, his blue eyes looking into my soul.
I nodded slowly, a bit curious he was going to tell me. When an angel wanted you to keep a secret, it was something big.
"I'm not a hammer, as Dean said. I have questions, I… I have doubts. I don't know what is right and wrong anymore, wether you passed or failed here. But in the coming months, you will have more decisions to make. I.. don't envy the weight that's on your or Dean's shoulders, Abigail, I truly do not. But I know this", he admitted and slowly took my hand and held it gently in his.
"The moment I saw you, I knew you were different, special. Sometimes, we are something more than we knew we were."
He gave me a small smile, before he let go of my hand and disappeared.
I smiled at where he had been only a moment ago, before I rose to go to the car, where Dean and Sam waited.
"Is it something between you two?" Sam teased.
I rolled my eyes and smacked him gently.
"No, it isn't!"
