Disclaimer: Still not mine.
This will now be HarielSamDean and MichaelCastiel.
Chapter 7
Dean walked into the room after his chat with Castiel to find Sam clinging to Hariel desperately. "What happened?" He demanded, rushing over to make sure Sam was alright.
"Let's just say Uriel does not want to run into me." Hariel answered, stroking a hand through Sam's hair. Sam glanced up at Dean who grabbed his hand.
"Don't you listen to that bastard Sammy." Dean told him and Sam nodded. Dean got onto the bed, sitting on Sam's free side, rubbing his back gently and Sam slowly drifted off to sleep in their arms. "What did he do?" Dean whispered and Hariel sighed.
"Threatened to kill Sam for using his powers. Sam was pretty hysterical when he called for me." Hariel admitted. Dean stared at him and Hariel smiled at him. "I won't let it happen Dean, even if it does I swear I'll bring him back myself." Hariel swore.
"Thanks." Dean answered and Hariel shrugged.
"I'd do the same for you." Hariel told him softly and Dean gave him a small smile.
"So what do we do?" Sam asked, leaning his head against the glass.
"You okay?" Dean asked in return and Sam shrugged.
"Guess I figured I wouldn't see her again. It's been months and then suddenly…."
"Yeah, as long as you're okay." Dean said and Sam nodded. "So do we follow her tip or not?"
"She doesn't know so she'd have no reason to try and screw us over further yet."
"Guess we're checking it out then." Dean said.
"Of course, I wanna help however I can." The Psychiatrist assured them.
"The orderly has no recollection of Anna's escape?" Sam asked while Dean looked around the room.
"Apparently she knocked him unconscious. Uh, the blow caused some amnesia, he doesn't even remember coming into her room."
"That's a hell of a right hook to knock out a guy that's got eighty pounds on her." Dean added.
"We think she may have planned this, waited behind the door."
"Right, uh, you mentioned Anna's illness was recent." Sam pushed as they headed into the hallway.
"Two months ago she was happy, well-adjusted journalism major, lots of friends; bright future."
"So what happened? She just flipped?" Dean asked.
"Well, that's the tragedy of schizophrenia, within weeks Anna was overtaken by delusions."
"What kind of delusions?" Sam asked and in answer was handed Anna's sketch pad.
"She thought demons were everywhere."
"Huh-"
"Interesting." Dean added as they looked through the sketches.
"It's not uncommon for our patients to believe that monsters are real."
"Well, that- that's just batty." Dean agreed.
Sam turned a page and saw in bold black print: RAISING OF THE WITNESSES on a page, with the symbol of the seal it represented in the middle of the text. Under that page there was a drawing of the witnesses being raised, their eyes empty. Sam and Dean exchanged a shocked look. Sam cleared his throat as he turned another page and found a drawing of Samhain, and houses with jack-o-lanterns in front of them. The page above that said: SAMHAIN THE NEXT SEAL IS BROKEN.
"It's Revelations." Dean stated and Sam nodded.
"Since when does the Book of Revelations have jack-o-lanterns?"
"It's a uh- it's a little known translation." Dean covered.
"Ah, well, Anna's father was a church Deacon, when she became ill her paranoia took on religious overtones. She was convinced the devil was about to rise up and end the world. I hope you find her. It's dangerous for her to be out there alone right now."
"Maybe they're not home." Dean pointed out when no one answered their knocks.
"Both cars in the driveway." Sam pointed out as Dean tried the doorknob. The door opened and he glanced at Sam who shrugged but followed him inside.
"Mr. and Mrs. Milton?"
"We're from the Sheriff's Department." Sam added, closing the door. Dean moved straight ahead while Sam went into a side room to search. "We just wanted to ask you a couple of questions." Sam stopped as he came across two adult bodies; their necks slashed and dried pools of blood around them. Sam sighed loudly and Dean heard, joining him. Sam knelt beside Mrs. Milton and touched something on the floor beside her. He brought his fingers to his nose and winced. "Sulphur, the demons beat us here. Whatever the deal is with this Anna girl-"
"Yeah, they want her, and they're not screwing around." Dean looked around and then went over to a stack of mail on the mantle. "Alright, so' I'm girl interrupted and I know the score of the apocalypse- "
Sam noticed something and stood up crossing to a picture of Anna and her parents.
"Just busted out of the nutbox, possibly using superpowers by the way, where do I go?" Dean wondered.
Sam picked up the picture to take a closer look. "Hey, you got those sketches from Anna's notebook?"
"Yeah." Dean put the mail back and reached into his pocket while Sam walked over with the picture.
"Let me see 'em." Sam asked and Dean handed them over. "Check this out." Sam flipped to one of the coloured pictures that Anna had in her book, and Sam laid it beside the picture of Anna and the Milton's.
"She was drawing the window of her church."
"Over and over." Sam added. "If you were religious, scared and had demons on your ass, where would you go to feel safe?"
Dean hated having to watch Sam stitch himself up but with a dislocated shoulder there wasn't much he could do to help. He handed Sam the whisky and Sam hissed as he poured it over his stitches to disinfect them. Dean took it back and downed some before nodded and Sam put his shoulder back into place as gently as he could. Once his shoulder was in place he gently covered Sam's stitches and Sam gave him a shaky smile.
"You okay?" Dean asked and Sam nodded. "So….lost the magic knife?"
"Saving your ass." Sam answered, trying to tease and Dean grinned. "Dean who was that demon?" Sam asked softly and Dean looked away.
"No one good." Dean admitted and Sam reached out to touch his arm gently, realising Dean knew the demon from hell. "So we need to get Anna."
"Yeah, there's no knowing where Ruby's stashed her." Sam admitted.
"You think she used us to find Anna and then called the cavalry?" Dean asked and Sam shrugged.
"Maybe." He admitted, no longer trusting Ruby like he once had.
"The fact that she hasn't called isn't exactly working in her favour."
"True but it could also be because that demon's probably watching us and waiting, that's why he let us go." Sam added.
Dean stared at him and then indicated their wounds. "This is letting us go?"
"Yeah I do, Dean I could feel its power….killing us would have been easy." Sam admitted.
"Sammy?" Dean asked and Sam looked at him curiously. "Why….why did you ever trust her?" He asked and Sam stared at his hands.
"Because she saved my life." He whispered sadly.
"Ruby came back for me. Whatever you have to say, she saved me. More than that she got through to me, what she said to me, it's what you would've said." Sam admitted and Dean stared at him, not sure how to take it. "If it wasn't for her I wouldn't be here. And then I find out she was just getting me hooked on her blood, why? So I'd do what she wanted?"
"Housekeeping." A female voice called as they heard a knock.
"Not now." Dean called back.
"Sir, I've got clean towels." She answered and Dean sighed but got up to find the maid.
"Couldn't you just leave 'em at the door?" he grumbled. She handed him the towels and then shoved past him into the room. She shut the curtains and then went to Sam, pulling out a piece of paper.
"I'm at this address."
"I'm sorry, what?" Sam stared in confusion.
"Go now, go through the bathroom window, don't stop, don't take your car, don't pass go. There are demons in the hallway and in the parking lot." She snapped and it clicked for Sam.
"Ruby?"
"Okay yes, so I'm possessing this maid for a hot minute, sue me."
"What about-?"
"Coma girl? Slowly rotting on the floor back at the cabin with Anna, so I've gotta hurry back. See you when you get there. Go!" Ruby walked back past Dean who watched her go and then turned to Sam in shock, still holding the towels.
"They're coming." Anna gasped as the lights began to flicker and they all looked around. Dean pointed to a room off the one they were in.
"Back room!" He snapped at Sam who quickly took Anna back there even as Dean started grabbing weapons.
"Where's the knife?" Ruby demanded and the brothers exchanged a look.
"Uh, about that-" Dean started.
"You're kidding!" She yelled.
"Hey, don't look at me." Dean argued, glancing at Sam.
"Thanks a lot." Sam mumbled and Dean smiled at him, feigning innocence.
"Great, just peachy impeccable timing guys, really." Ruby snapped at them even as the doors began to rattle. They slammed open, breaking the lock as the wind rushed into the room. Uriel and Castiel entered and Ruby's eyes went black in fear.
"Please tell me you're here to help. We've been having demon issues all day." Dean said, focusing on Castiel since he knew he could be trusted.
"I can see that." Uriel sneered. "You want to explain why you have that stain in the room?"
"We're here for Anna." Castiel interrupted.
"Here for her, like…here for her?"
"Stop talking, give her to us." Uriel demanded.
"Are you gonna help her?" Sam asked.
"No, she has to die." Castiel answered.
TBC…
