AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Well here is chapter seven.
There's a flashback, as well as Farrah.
Who is excited about Mae being whole again?
I know I am.
=P
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Mae was definitely nervous to meet Farrah. The woman—or witch, really—was thousands of years old, whether in a younger body or not right now. Rae was still tied up and Castiel had brought Farrah to them, but Mae had yet to meet her. What was Farrah like? Would she betray them? All Mae could think about right then was what she and Jimmy had talked about the first morning they had spent together.
Mae came down the stairs past the boys' room and sat at the island counter as Jimmy poured himself some coffee. When he turned around he rolled his eyes and poured Mae a cup of coffee as well as she wiggled her eyebrows at him. All she wanted was to seduce this man in front of her, and he wanted to know exactly what she was going to do to get to Castiel. Why she wanted Castiel, he didn't even know, but he was pretty sure he could guess, and it would mean using his body. He wasn't really sure if he wanted that to happen or not—whether he was in control or no.
"Thanks Hotness." Mae told him and Jimmy smiled and sat across the counter from her, sipping his coffee.
"We touched on sin earlier last night, Mae…what exactly is your story?" Jimmy asked her.
Mae smiled. "Well I like it rough, and I'm not afraid to try new things."
"Ah, so you're a seductress then?" He asked her.
Mae smiled and winked, but then she shook her head. She'd never been a seductress really—just desired. Michael had come to her, and she had fallen in love and then she had helped him to commit adultery. The farther she got in, the harder she fell, and then his wife got pregnant and he ended it all. He wasn't in love—he was just bored or horny or something to that effect. So what did Mae do? She killed herself in a moment of weakness and then Dean had cut into her in Hell, breaking the first seal.
"I'm simply a sinner." Mae replied, but tried to keep up the charade. "I sinned, I went to Hell, and now I'm back. I don't know why Lilith brought me back…in fact I'm starting to think that these hidden memories are in Rae and not in me."
"Hidden memories? You guys certainly need Castiel." Jimmy told her with a smile. "So…if you were going to seduce me for him where would you start?"
Mae shrugged a little. "I'd probably simply hit on you until you cave—maybe streak. I'm not quite sure yet."
Jimmy laughed. "You really are shameless, Mae."
"I'm lonely…and not whole." Mae replied.
Jimmy nodded, quite aware that the girl in front of him was completely in need of being whole. He remembered snippets while Castiel was inhabiting his body, and he knew of Mae's importance. What he didn't know was why she went to Hell, or why Lilith brought her out, or anything about this witch that Castiel was off trying to find. All he knew was that Mae was important to the bigger picture—she could stop the second plan or Lilith's…but that may not be enough to stop the apocalypse from coming.
"Coffee!" Dean exclaimed, coming down in the kitchen, Sam following him and stroking Mae's hair as she smiled at him.
"Well I need to shower—wet dreams about Castiel just take so much out of me." Mae told Jimmy with a wink, making Dean chuckle and Sam roll his eyes and laugh.
Mae smiled a little when she thought about Jimmy—he knew a lot about her but had never once asked her about why she had gone to Hell. In fact, no one had ever asked her to elaborate on what had happened. Looking up, Mae watched as a redhead with vibrant eyes came into the basement, and Castiel untied Rae, her taking her place next to Mae. Farrah smiled a little at Mae, who felt uneasy as Sam and Dean began to leave the room.
"Will you stay here with me, Sammy?" Mae asked him.
Sam turned to look at her. "I really think that Cas has this under control."
Mae looked up at Castiel whose eyes met hers. Even though they were technically Jimmy's eyes, she could see Castiel behind them almost. Castiel was so calm and so strong and Mae found herself smiling at him which made Sam feel conflicted again. He was happy that she was enthralled by Castiel, but he also wanted to still feel like she needed him. Part of him had wanted her to protest and ask him to stay anyways, but he was pretty sure by the look on her face that she was good with Castiel.
"Stay just outside the door where I need you." Mae told Sam, smiling at him as he smiled back and nodded. "All right Cas…make me whole again."
"We'll be just outside, Mae." Sam said softly.
Mae smiled. "Thank you, Sammy."
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"You're too attached to her." Dean told his brother, but he smiled a little. "Cas has it all under control."
"I know he does, Dean—I'm not in love with her or anything so stop making it sound like I am." Sam said defensively.
Dean nodded. "Sorry, Sammy. You know…I think I like her. When she's whole we should let her hunt with us. When she's whole we won't have to be hold up here anymore and we can all three of us go and stop Lilith."
Sam looked at his brother and arched an eyebrow. He had no idea what was going on in Dean's head right now, but he knew that Dean had an ulterior motive—he always had one. Sam ran his fingers through his hair and stood right by the door, wishing that he could stop worrying about this. How was the merging going to work? How was Mae going to feel afterwards? What was she going to be like? Sam had grown quite accustomed to his new friend and he wanted her to stay.
"Wait—can we trust her?" Mae asked suddenly, standing up from her chair.
Castiel reached out to touch her shoulder. "I trust that she will put you back the right way."
Mae was surprised at the human action, but nodded and sat down. "If you trust her then I guess that I do."
Mae smiled at him and then put her hands in her lap, flinching a little as Farrah took her hand silently and sliced a knife over it. Then she did the same thing to Rae and put their palms together. She started doing movements with her hands and chatting under her breath which made Rae raise an eyebrow, and Mae looked at Castiel. Castiel just nodded at her, but Mae wasn't sure about this.
"It honestly looks like she's doing spirit fingers, Cas—is she legit?" Mae asked.
Castiel looked directly at her. "Let her do her ritual…she is the only one who can put you both together again."
"Just let her do it." Rae said with a puff of breath. "What other choice do we have?"
Mae swallowed. "I suddenly feel like talking to you is really me talking to myself."
Rae laughed a little and then Farrah began to talk to them, chanting in a language that Mae and Rae did not understand, but the searing heat was something they understood. They found their hands locked in place, their nerves on fire as they held on. Rae was the first to whimper, Mae not wanting to show Farrah that kind of satisfaction. As the pain began to move to her entire body though, Mae's scream mingled with Rae's.
Castiel had to hold Sam and Dean back as Sam came bursting through the door first at the sound of the pain that Mae was in. Rae had already started sobbing as Farrah's chanting grew louder, Sam wishing he could get to Mae and stop the pain. He'd had time to think and he knew it wasn't the love for a lover that he felt for her, but it wasn't love for a sister either—he just needed her to be safe. Dean had realized this and only wanted to help, hoping that the need to help would outweigh his jealousy.
"What is she…doing…?" Sam started, but trailed off as Rae began to flicker in and out.
"They are becoming whole." Castiel replied in his soft and monotone angelic voice.
Mae bit her lip as the tears streamed down her face, throwing her head back as Rae flickered out of existence for once and for all, memories flooding in all at once. Her head was throbbing in pain and though she had thought of Castiel first—Castiel and his beautiful eyes—her whimper of need was not Castiel's name at all, and Castiel actually found himself wishing that it had been. The minute she had looked in his eyes before he had found himself needing to protect her, and he wanted her to need his protection as much as he needed her safety.
"Sammy." Mae whimpered her head lulling against her chest as the tears streamed just a little bit more.
Sam hurried to her side as Farrah dropped her hands and collapsed on the floor from the exhaustion of the spell. Dean went to check on her, telling them that she was alive and Mae found that being right was not always pleasant. Yes, Rae had been the half of her with the memories, but now that they were back Mae found that she didn't want them. She knew too much, and had absorbed too much of Lilith while Lilith was in her, and she wanted Castiel to take it all back. Why couldn't she be two people? She didn't want to feel this much…there was too much pain.
"Mae, it's okay." Sam told her, stroking her hair and holding her to him as she cried into his chest.
Mae shook her head. "No, it's not. It's not okay. Promise me you won't do it anymore, Sammy—promise me."
"Mae-Mae…" Sam tried, aware of what she was hinting at.
Mae shook her head again and looked him in the eye. "Affection will get you absolutely no where with me right now, Sammy—promise me."
Sam wasn't sure that he could promise her what he knew she wanted him to promise. How could Lilith possibly know that Sam had started to drink demon blood? He hadn't wanted to, and he didn't like it, but Ruby had said that it was the only way to defeat Lilith. Was it possible that Ruby couldn't be trusted? Was it possible that Mae knew enough to know what was right for him and what wasn't even though he didn't?
"I promise." Sam told her reluctantly.
Mae nodded and then looked at Castiel as Sam wiped her tears away with his thumbs. "You and I need to talk Cas…preferably alone."
