Authors note: Okay, first of all I want to say that when I was on Tumblr I saw that Olivia Newman is an actual celebrity(an actress, I think.) I had no clue, I just picked my OC's last name at random. So, obviously my OC has absolutely nothing to do with Olivia Newman the actress. :)
Georgetteb321: Thank you for your kind review! I appreciate it so much!:) Things are gonna start to slow down soon, I'm glad you're enjoying the story so far. :)
Chapter 4
The next day Olivia, Bobby, Dean, and Sam were all in Bobby's living room having a discussion about what happened last night. "Look Sammy, there's no way it was a damn angel!" Dean exclaimed. Olivia and Sam both let out an annoyed sigh. They both knew how stubborn Dean could be. "Dean, it was an angel." Olivia stated simply. Dean rolled his eyes. "Well Dean, what else could it be?" Sam challenged. "Maybe some kind of demon, demons lie!" Dean muttered. "A demon that's immune to salt rounds, devils traps, and silver?" Olivia asked. "Don't you think that if angels were real some hunter, somewhere would have seen them by now?" Dean argued. "Yeah, you!" Sam exclaimed. Before Dean got a chance to respond Bobby spoke. "You three chuckleheads wanna keep arguing religion, or are you gonna come take a look at this?" Bobby asked in a slightly annoyed tone. Olivia, Sam, and Dean all looked at each other, then walked over to where Bobby was sitting. "I've got stacks of lore, biblical, pre-biblical, everything like that, and it all says that an angel can snatch a soul from the pit." Bobby explained. Olivia gave Dean a smirk that simply said 'I told you so'. Dean just rolled his eyes before turning his attention back to Bobby. "What else?" Dean inquired. "What else what?" Bobby asked. "What else can do it?" Dean asked simply. "What else can lift your ass outta the hotbox? Nothin', as far as I can tell." Bobby explained as he sat back in his chair. Dean gave him a blank stare whilst a smile broke out on Olivia and Sam's faces. "Dean, this is good news." Olivia told him happily. "How?" Dean challenged. "For once this isn't another round of demon crap. Maybe for once you were saved by one of the good guys, you know?" Sam explained optimistically. "Sure, okay. Say there are angels, so what? Now there's a God too?" Dean asked sarcastically. Bobby shrugged. "Well, is it so hard to believe?" Olivia asked quietly. Dean just looked at her and rolled his eyes. "Dean, there's proof. We can't ignore that." Sam stated simply. "Proof? Proof that there's a God out there who actually gives a shit about me? Yeah, okay. I'm sorry, but I'm not buying it." Dean stated firmly. "Why the hell not?" Olivia asked as she moved closer to Dean. "Because why would he care about me? I'm nothing special! I'm just a regular guy!" Dean shouted, slightly angrily. Olivia put her hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "Dean, for a smart guy you're really stupid sometimes. Of course you're special." Olivia told him bluntly. "Gee, thanks." Dean muttered sarcastically.
"It looks like you're important to the man upstairs." Sam told him. "Well, that's creepy. I don't like getting singled out at birthday parties. Much less by.. God." Dean explained. Olivia gave his shoulder a comforting squeeze then removed her hand from his shoulder and placed it on his hand. She hated seeing her bestfriend so upset, but she knew there wasn't anything she could really do to help. "Okay, well too bad, Dean because I think he wants you to strap on your party hat." Sam mumbled. Dean let out a sigh. "Fine, what do we know about angels?" Dean asked quietly. Bobby picked up a large pile of books and placed them in front of Dean. "Oh yay, homework." Olivia said sarcastically. "Start readin'." Bobby muttered. Olivia and Dean let go of each other's hand. "You're gonna get me some pie." Dean told Sam as he grabbed a book and walked into the living room. "Grab me some whilst you're out, and some smokes. Thanks Sam." Olivia said sweetly as she grabbed a book and followed Dean into the living room. When Sam went out Dean called him to let him know they need some whiskey and chips too. "Don't forget the pie!" Dean added. Olivia couldn't help but to laugh. "When has he ever forgotten the pie?" She asked. Dean looked at her with a confused look on his face. "He just said that.. but.. what? Dean mumbled to himself. "So angels, huh?" Olivia asked, trying to sound casual. "Yeah, what about 'em?" Dean asked. He could always tell when something was up with her. "Oh, nothing." Olivia said quickly. She wasn't really sure why she felt like talking about angels. Maybe because they're some magical new creature they haven't dealt with yet. "Spill it." Dean muttered. "Spill what?" Olivia asked. Dean rolled his eyes and let out a small chuckle. "You're good at hiding things, but not from me, Liv." Dean explained smugly. "I'm not hiding anything. I mean, I just feel like talking about angels. I don't know why, but do I need a reason? They're fucking angels of the Lord, I'm curious." Olivia explained jokingly. "Oh, okay. So this would have nothing to do with the handsome tax accountant then, would it?" Dean teased. Olivia thought about it for a minute before answering. "No, Dean.. he's an angel. That's weird. I mean, his vessel is pretty cute, but that's completely different." Olivia explained. She hadn't thought about Cas like that. Obviously, she thought his vessel was attractive, but a vessel and an angel are two completely different things. "Yeah, that actually makes a lot of sense." Dean admitted. Before they could continue their conversation Bobby entered the room. "We have a problem. I've been trying to reach one of my friends about this angel thing, it isn't like her to ignore this many calls. We've gotta go check on her." Bobby said worriedly. "Alright Bobby." Olivia said sweetly as she got up and began grabbing her stuff.
Sam came back while they were packing Bobby's car up. Bobby explained everything to Sam, then Olivia and Dean got in the Impala. Sam tossed Olivia her cigarettes and she lit one up, Sam also passed Dean a plastic bag full of stuff. Dean opened it eagerly, but when he looked back up at Sam his face was filled with devastation. "Dude, where's the pie?" Dean asked quietly as his voice cracked. "Fuck." Sam muttered quietly. When they entered Bobby's friends house it seemed to be empty, until they came across her torn open body. "Oh my God." Bobby mumbled tearfully before storming off outside. Olivia, Dean, and Sam moved closer to examine the body. "A salt line." Sam pointed out. Bobby came back into the house shortly after. "You alright, Bobby?" Olivia asked quietly. Bobby didn't answer her question. "I called some hunters near by, except… they didn't answer their phones either." Bobby muttered. "Fuck." Olivia mumbled quietly. After they left Bobby's friends place Olivia, Dean, and Sam went to check on a few of Bobby's other friends. They all agreed to meet Bobby back at his place when they were done. Unfortunately every house they went to looked exactly the same. In each house there was a dead hunter with his or her insides ripped out. On their way back to Bobby's they stopped at a gas station to stock up on food and fuel. Sam had to go to the washroom, so Dean and Olivia just sat in the car quietly and waited for him. "Something's not right. He's been in there too long. I'm gonna go check on him." Dean muttered as he began to get out of the car. "Need me to come?" Olivia offered. "Nah, stay here for now." Dean said quietly. Olivia nodded and began to look for a CD to listen to. When Dean and Sam came out Olivia could tell something was wrong. "Sam, what happened to you?" She asked worriedly. "Remember that FBI agent who tried to arrest us? The one who died in that fire. Yeah, he happened." Sam explained. "The fuck?" Olivia muttered. "We're just as confused as you are." Dean stated as himself and Sam got into the car. On their way to Bobby's place they tried calling him a few times, but he didn't answer. Once they finally got there the house was empty. "Bobby!" Olivia called out. There was no answer.
Sam went out to the yard to look for Bobby while Olivia and Dean looked around the house for him. Dean and Olivia decided to check different areas of the house to cover more ground. Olivia took the basement and Dean took upstairs. When Olivia was checking out the rooms she came across someone she thought she'd never see again, her mom. "Mom." She whispered tearfully. Her mom looked at her and smiled. "You.. you died when I was fifteen, why the hell are you here now?" Olivia asked cautiously as she raised her gun. "Sweetie, remember how I died?" Her mother asked her smugly. "Yeah, you were possessed, Sam and Deans father had to.." Olivia trailed off. "You should have done something to help me. I bet you didn't even try." Her mother spat. "That's not true!" Olivia shouted. Her mother just smiled as she walked towards Olivia. "You always were a terrible liar." Her mother muttered as she stepped towards her. Suddenly the gun was yanked out of Olivia's hands and thrown to the side. "Shit. Dean, help!" Olivia shouted in between sobs. "I think Dean's a little occupied." Her mother said wickedly. "No he's not." Dean muttered as he fired a round of salt into her head. She vanished into thin air, once he was sure she was gone Dean ran over to Olivia. "Are you okay?" Dean asked quietly as he examined her for any wounds. Olivia gave him a tiny smile as she wiped her eyes. "Yeah, I'm fine." Olivia lied as she gave Dean a quick hug. "You sure?" Dean questioned. Olivia nodded. "Yep, gotta be. Thanks for saving me." She muttered as she began walking upstairs to the living room. Dean quietly followed her. Once they were all in the living room they began discussing the situation. "So it's people we know?" Sam asked quietly. "Not just that, people we couldn't save." Olivia muttered bitterly. "I had a little run in with Meg Masters, did she have a tattoo on her wrist when she was alive?" Dean asked, changing the subject before Sam or Bobby began to question Olivia. "Uh, I don't think so." Sam remembered. "Yeah, my mom had something on her wrist too." Olivia recalled. "Your mom? Jesus, that's gotta be hard." Bobby said in a concerned voice. "It's fine, Bobby." Olivia mumbled sweetly as she faked a smile. "Are you sure?" Sam inquired. Dean just rolled his eyes, he knew where all of these questions would get Sam, nowhere. "Yeah." Olivia said quietly. "Okay, well what did this thing on their wrist look like?" Bobby asked awkwardly. "Got a pen?" Dean asked. Bobby nodded and handed him a pen and some paper. Dean drew the symbol and everyone else examined it. "I may have seen this before." Bobby muttered as he grabbed some books. At that moment the lights started going out. "We gotta go, follow me." Bobby muttered. "Okay, where are we going?" Sam inquired. "Some place safe, ya idjit." Bobby replied as he lead everyone down to the basement.
Once they were all in the basement Bobby opened a door that revealed a metal room with a devils trap covering the entire ceiling. It had food, a toilet, water, a bed, weapons, a desk, pretty much everything you'd need. Once they were all inside Bobby shut the door behind them. "Bobby is this solid iron?" Sam inquired. "Yep, completely coated in salt. It's one hundred percent ghost proof." Bobby stated proudly. "You built a panic room?" Sam asked? Bobby just shrugged. "I had a weekend off." Bobby stated casually. Dean, Sam, and Olivia all couldn't help but to smile. "Bobby, you're awesome." Dean told him, sounding genuinely happy. While Dean and Sam were packing shells with salt Olivia and Bobby were going through books to try and figure out what the symbol meant. After a while Bobby found what the symbol meant. "I found it. The symbol you saw is the mark of the witness. The witness to the unnatural, that is. None of them died what would be considered ordinary deaths, these ghosts were forced to rise, they woke up in agony. They're like rabbid dogs, it ain't their fault. Someone rose 'em.. on purpose" Bobby explained. "Who?" Olivia and Sam both asked. Bobby shrugged. "How the hell would I know? Whoever it was used a spell so powerful it left a mark, a brand on their damn souls. Whoever did this had big plans, it's called the rising of the witnesses, it figures into an ancient prophecy." Bobby explained. "Wait, what book is that prophecy from?" Dean questioned. "Revelations. This is a sign." Bobby stated simply. All three of them looked at Bobby in shock. "A sign of what?" They all asked in unison. "The apocalypse." Bobby mumbled. "Shit." Olivia muttered under her breath. "Like.. the actual apocalypse?" Dean asked. "That's the one. The rise of the witnesses is a mile marker." Bobby explained. "Okay, so what now?" Sam asked nervously. "Road trip. Grand Canyon, Star Trek experience, bunny ranch." Dean told them. "We need to figure out how to end all this witness crap before we do anything." Olivia reminded them. "Great, anyone have any ideas on what we should do besides sit in her until judgement day?" Dean inquired. "I found a spell that should send the witnesses back to rest, if I translated it correctly. We have everything we need back at the house." Bobby told them. "You wouldn't happen to have everything we need in this room, would you?" Dean joked. "You thought our luck was gonna start now all of a sudden? The spells gotta be cast over an open fire." Bobby explained.
They all took a gun and headed upstairs carefully. Once they were in the living room they drew a salt line so nothing could get by. "Sam, we need a red hex box. Go with him and get it, Dean." Bobby told them. The guys nodded as they left to go grab the hex box. Two little girls appeared in front of the salt line while Bobby was setting up. "Bobby." The little girl said calmly. Olivia shot at her, but they both disappeared. "Keep setting up, I'll cover you!" Olivia instructed. Bobby nodded and continued setting up. "Olivia." They both heard a woman say. "Mom.." Olivia sobbed. "You could have saved me, Olivia." Her mother told her. Olivia quietly raised her gun. "You're the reason I'm dead." Her mother said harshly. "It's not really her, Olivia! Your mother would never say anything like that to you and you know it." Bobby told her as he finished setting things up. Just as Olivia was about to put her gun down she heard a gunshot. Dean had shot her mothers spirit. "Thanks Dean." Olivia murmured as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Dean just gave her a sad smile before handing Bobby the hex box. When Bobby finally began the ritual the windows blew open, causing the salt line to break. The twins pushed Sam against a wall using the desk. "Sam!" Dean called. "Cover Bobby." Sam yelled back. Olivia and Dean covered Bobby while he continued the spell. They were able to complete the spell without being harmed, although Meg got dangerously close to Bobby a couple of times.
Later that night when everyone else was sleeping Olivia was sitting at the kitchen table having a beer. She was trying to drown out the thought of her mother. She knew alcohol wasn't the best way to do this, but she wasn't in the mood for any chick flick moments. When she was on her seventh beer she noticed someone come in the kitchen. "Jesus, Cas.. you scared me." She whispered. Castiel just glanced at her awkwardly for a moment before answering. "I am sorry for that, but I must speak to Dean. It's important." Castiel said firmly, trying to ignore how displeased the sight of Olivia upset made him. Olivia went into the living room and gently shook Deans shoulder. "Dean, Cas is here." She whispered. Dean groaned, but got up and followed her into the kitchen. "Excellent job with the witnesses." Castiel told them both. "You knew about this?" Olivia asked, a little angrily. Castiel let out a sigh. He knew she wouldn't like what he had to say. "I was, uh, made aware." He stated nervously. "Son of a bitch." Olivia muttered before finishing her beer and grabbing something stronger. Dean looked at her for a moment, but turned his attention back to Castiel. "Thanks for the help. You could have at least given us a heads up, I almost got my heart ripped out of my body, and her-" Dean was cut off. "Don't say it." Olivia quietly pleaded before taking a sip of her whiskey. Dean just nodded. Cas looked at Olivia before turning his attention back to Dean. "But your heart wasn't ripped out of your body." Castiel stated simply, trying to keep his attention off of the emotionally drained woman sitting at the table beside him. "I thought angels were supposed to be guardians. You know, fluffy wings and halos, not dicks." Dean stated harshly. "Dean that is both unnecessary and untrue." Olivia stated firmly before turning to Castiel and giving him a small smile. As horrible as Olivia felt, and as drunk as she was, even she knew that Cas wasn't a dick. Castiel looked at her and gave her a small nod before turning his attention back to Dean. "Read the bible, angels are warriors of God. I'm a soldier." Cas told Dean. "Yeah, then why didn't you fight?" Dean challenged. "I'm not here to perch on your shoulder, we had larger concerns." Castiel retorted. "Concerns?" Dean asked in an annoyed tone. Olivia slowly stood up and walked towards Castiel, so she was now standing directly in front of him. "Is everything okay, Cas?" Olivia asked, with concern filling her voice. Before Castiel could answer Dean began speaking. "There was people being torn to shreds down here. If there is a God, where the hell is he?" Dean whispered angrily. Olivia gave Dean a dirty look before turning her attention back to Cas. "There is a God." Castiel stated simply. "If there is a God what the hell is he waiting for? How much of this planet needs to get destroyed before he steps in and does something?" Dean asked angrily. "The Lord works-" Castiel began. "If you say in mysterious ways I will kick your ass." Dean whispered harshly. Castiel raised his hands in defeat. "Dean!" Olivia whispered angrily before turning around and punching him in the shoulder. "Ow." Dean muttered as he rubbed his shoulder. "So Bobby was right about the witnesses? This is some kind of sign of the apocalypse?" Olivia asked Castiel nervously. "That's why we're here. Big things afoot." Castiel explained quietly. "Do I wanna know what kinda things?" Dean asked. "I sincerely doubt it, but you need to know." Castiel admitted. "I'm getting another drink." Olivia muttered before finishing off her drink and turning to get another. "You're drunk." Dean muttered. "Not drunk enough." Olivia stated simply. Castiel looked at her with concern, but Dean just shrugged and turned to Cas. "She's got a point." Dean muttered. When Olivia returned Cas began talking. "The rising of the witnesses is one of the sixty-six seals, those seals are being broken by Lillith." Castiel explained. "What's the point of breaking the seals though?" Olivia asked, before taking a sip of her drink. Castiel looked at her for a moment before responding. He was having a hard time coming up with the right words to tell this woman that the seals were being broken so Lucifer could rise. "Think of the sixty-six seals as locks on a door." Castiel stated. "Okay, last one opens and…?" Olivia asked nervously. "Lucifer walks free." Castiel said quietly. "What?" Olivia whispered. "Lucifer? I thought Lucifer was just a story they told at demon Sunday school. There's no such thing." Dean muttered. "Three days ago you thought there was no such thing as me. Why do you think we're here, walking among you now for the first time in two thousand years?" Castiel stated simply. "To stop Lucifer." Dean whispered. Castiel just nodded. "Jesus Christ." Olivia muttered before taking another sip of her drink. "Great job with the witnesses." Dean mumbled. "Dean!" Olivia hissed at him. "We tried, there are other battles, other seals. Some we'll win, some we'll lose. This one we lost. Our numbers are not unlimited, six of my brothers died in the field this week. You think the armies of heaven should just follow you around? There's a bigger picture here, you should show me some respect. I dragged you out of Hell, I can throw you back in." Castiel explained harshly. "Holy fuck, Cas. Chill." Olivia muttered angrily. Castiel cleared his throat before turning around. "My apologies, Olivia. I must be going now." Castiel stated. Dean just nodded and walked away. Before Castiel left Olivia gently grabbed his arm and turned him to face her. "Don't let Dean get to you, for a smart guy he can be a real dumb ass sometimes, but if you threaten him like that again I will kick your ass. I'm sorry about your brothers." Olivia said sweetly. Castiel was amazed at how she could make threatening him sound sweet. "Understood." Castiel said quietly, before vanishing into thin air. Olivia finished her drink and headed to bed.