Chapter 8
Sam and Dean come back into the living room prepared to tell Missouri and Bobby their new plan when a bloodcurdling scream echoes over the entire house coming from Missouri's bedroom. Sam and Dean rush up the stairs ready for anything. They find the door to the bedroom is already smashed down.
Satan's Mistress is huddled in the corner blood covering her clothes as tears pour down her face.
Missouri is sprawled out on the bed with a huge ax buried in her bosom. Blood drips from her mouth her big brown eyes still wide open.
No! No! God No! Sam and Dean stare in shock at Missouri's lifeless body how can this be happening?
Satan's Mistress hides her face from the sight of it and cries loudly in fear.
Sam feels that sickly feeling returning to his stomach, we did this, how could we let this happen, we brought the girl here and now Missouri is dead, but even scarier part is who or what did it and is it still in the house?
Dean looks at Satan's Mistress right away, he sees the blood on her dress as evidence of guilt and is ready to pull out his gun and shoot her immediately.
A loud crash is heard from downstairs in the living room.
Sam and Dean at the same time look at each other and say with panic in their voices
Sam and Dean: "Bobby!!!!"
The boys race down the stairs guns ready they are terrified oh please God no don't let Bobby be dead too, but fortunately as they arrive downstairs in the living room they find Bobby is alive he simply knocked over a lamp trying to get off the couch by himself to find out what happened to Missouri.
Bobby curses angry at himself for not being able to get up off the floor his legs still paralyzed and useless.
Sam: "Bobby, are you alright?"
Sam and Dean immediately rush to help him up.
Bobby: "Shit! Of course I'm not! What happened upstairs? Where's Missouri?"
Sam feels the tears ready to come back upon hearing his words.
Dean frowns depressed and angry about what has occurred right under their noses, how could we let this happen?
I am supposed to be protecting them, and now oh I think I'm going to be sick! Dean suddenly can't hold it in any more he runs to a trashcan next to the desk in the living room and vomits up leftover pizza from the last time he ate. Dean can taste the leftover whiskey on his breath and stale pizza which only makes him feel even sicker.
Bobby knows this is nothing good and frowns deeply with worry in his eyes.
Bobby: "Sam! Go help your brother I'm fine!"
Sam goes over to Dean and puts his hand on his arm, but Dean immediately pulls away from Sam, he doesn't want Sam's sympathy or help right now. He just wants to stab that bitch up stairs for this! He is so angry he feels rage growing inside of him as his headache blazes and his stomach quivers.
Jesse comes back in from the kitchen he is also covered in blood.
Sam: "Oh my God Jesse not you?!"
Sam rushes to check Jesse for wounds terror growing within him.
Jesse: "I'm ok Sam the bloods not mine! I killed him! I killed the demon that killed Missouri Ma'm."
Dean looks at Jesse puzzled, grief stricken and extremely upset.
Dean: "Where is it?"
Jesse turns towards the kitchen and like a flash Dean is at the door to the kitchen to see the demon.
Sam: "How did he get in the house? We put salt in all the windows."
Dean nods still very confused by this.
Satan's Mistress comes downstairs she hears Sam's words and replies
Satan's Mistress: "It's my fault Sam. I opened the window to get some air."
Dean turns towards her furious and full of anger. I can't believe it I knew she couldn't be trusted I knew she would only bring us trouble, now Missouri is dead because of her!
Dean: "You Bitch! You did this!"
Satan's Mistress sobs and shakes her head in fear.
Satan's Mistress: "I'm sorry, I didn't know. I."
Dean pulls out his pistol ready to shoot her where she stands.
Sam stands in between Dean and her.
He doesn't want them to fight right now in the middle of Missouri's living room knowing she wouldn't want her house destroyed any further even if she's dead we should still respect her home. But, I just can't believe this is happening again Sam says to himself.
Then Missouri walks down the stairs covered in blood. She's Alive.
Everyone turns to stare now totally beyond terrified and confused. Is she a zombie? Is she a ghost? What the hell is going on??!!
Missouri: "Damn demons can't keep their hands to themselves. He totally fucked up my new bedspread!"
Missouri looks at Jesse for a second.
Missouri: "Oh sorry sugar don't mean to curse in front of ya. I just knew something like this was going to happen as soon as ya'll showed up on my doorstep, well at least he attacked me and not any of you thank God for small miracles!"
Thank God?! God is the reason this world is so fucked up Dean thinks to himself. I still can't believe it one second we are staring at Missouri's ripe dead corpse and now she's alive and going on as though this is natural somehow. Well its supernatural that's for sure, but what kind of magic is this I wonder?
Dean: "Can someone tell me what the hell just happened here?"
Missouri: "Oh hush up child, I was getting to that part, just go get me some lemon juice, salt, rubbing alcohol, a bucket of water, soap and a mop from the kitchen so we can clean up these bloody messes before it stains my floors too."
Dean frowns still confused and worried about her.
Dean: "But I."
Missouri gives him a look like don't test me boy so Dean decides not to continue, he just does as he's told. Missouri sits down in her overstuffed chair and kicks off her shoes, so she can put her feet up. She is exhausted.
Jesse drops his head sadly feeling very badly.
Jesse: "I'm sorry I messed up your kitchen Miss Missouri Ma'm I made the demon's heart explode in there when I saw him trying to escape."
Missouri tiredly smiles at the boy not mad at him at all.
Missouri: "It's not your fault sugar; you did a good job of killing that old nasty demon."
Jesse smiles at her happy that she isn't mad at him.
Bobby: "Ok well out with it? What happened up there?"
Missouri: "I went upstairs to check on the girl. I knew what those boys were thinking about out there on the porch and I decided that Sam has been through too much and is too fragile right now to go through with it. His heart just isn't up for the job at hand, so I was planning to go up there and try to talk some sense into the girl, and if that didn't work well frankly I planned to kill her."
Satan's Mistress slumps into a chair next to the dining table in shock at Missouri's admission.
That witch was prepared to kill me, everyone wants me dead here. Oh Lucifer where are you? I miss you. I need you.
Sam looks at Satan's Mistress with sadness and pity then looks back at Missouri with confusion and disappointment in his hazel eyes.
Missouri: "Now Sam you know as well as I do you plan to kill that girl too. But, you have a pure soul, you can't just go around killing folk, it's too dangerous now for you take it from me that kind of thing changes a person on the inside."
Sam stares at her with disbelief and frustration in his eyes and face.
Sam: "I've killed plenty! I can handle things."
Missouri: "Yes, and you know that all its done is cause the suffering of more innocent people or has that thought never crossed your mind?"
Missouri stares at him challenging him to lie to her, knowing that she already knows the truth about his thoughts.
Sam pitifully sighs.
I can't believe this why is it I can never seem to do anything right, I didn't want to kill her its true, but I will do it for Dean, at least I hope I can still go through with it if I have to.
Missouri sits back in her chair she is tired and can tell Sam isn't sure how to answer her, so she continues with her story.
Missouri: "You see I came up the stairs and towards the bedroom when out of the corner I could see the bastard. Oh sorry Jesse, I mean the demon! He came up on me fast from behind, so I said a little spell and wham he hit me like a linebacker straight through the bedroom door. He plunged the axe into my chest and I could hear that girl screaming as blood splattered everywhere around me."
Sam: "But, But, How can you still be alive then?"
Missouri sighs not wanting to admit her true identity to them, but knowing they will accept nothing less she finally tells them the truth.
Missouri: "I'm like you Sam!"
Sam stares at her totally confused what does she mean like me? Nobody is like me?
Missouri: "You think you're the first generation demons have tried to screw with please boy you ain't nothing but this year's first draft pick, well I was drafted long time ago, before you were ever born. I was little too when it happened, a demon came when I was knee high to a pig's eye and made a deal with my stepmother to poison me just like they poison you only my blood is not demon's blood is from an angel, I believe you've heard of him, his name is Michael."
Dean comes back into the living room, he could hear everything from the kitchen, but that was the final straw he had to come in to the room after hearing this news. He brings the supplies she requested with him, he sits them down near and on the table.
Dean: "Michael did this to you?"
Missouri. "Well not exactly him, but his followers did. Since then I've learned how to grow my abilities make them stronger even to the point of faking my own death. I can make it appear as though I'm dead when in reality I've protected myself with an invisible shield of sorts its not easy to conjure mind you, it knocks the wind right out of me and hurts bad too, but I had no choice this time I knew the demon was coming so there you have it I'm alive. I'm not even sure I can die."
Dean stares at Missouri he's still shocked by all this.
Bobby: "Wait so why hasn't Lucifer or some demon come after you before?"
Missouri: "Oh they've tried, believe me they've tried, I use to get regular visits from those filthy buggers on my way home from the soup kitchen they always tried to trap me, even tried to rape me once. They've tried to get me to make a deal and of course they even tried to kill me, but none succeeded not even Crowley."
Dean: "Crowley? You know him too?"
Missouri scoffs
Missouri: "Well of course, I do! Jesse dear can you go get me a drink I'm just so thirsty."
Jesse stands up and says I can make you one right here.
Missouri laughs happily wanting to see what the boy can really do she asks.
Missouri: "Can you make a martini?"
Jesse: "Martini coming right up"
Jesse holds out his hand and by just blinking a Martini with an olive in it appears right in his hand for her..
Jesse: "One olive or two?"
Missouri raises her eyebrows.
Missouri: "Two please."
Jesse blinks again and a second olive appears in the glass.
Jesse hands the drink to her and smiles.
Missouri snickers.
Missouri: "You are just too adorable kid."
Missouri gladly takes the drink and sips it then sits back to relax
Dean: "This doesn't make sense, why didn't you tell us who you were before?"
Missouri: "Because you fools are too fragile, your minds are open any psychic creature worth its salt could read your thoughts and get my secret. Also, I have enough trouble with demons, I don't need hunters coming after me too, treating me like I'm so freak they need to destroy, like you destroy all those others, Max, Webber, Jake, Ava, Andy they all died and they were all like me. But, I didn't live this long by being a fool. I learned to keep my mouth shut and my ears open. You two would do well too do the same!"
Sam can't believe it there have been earlier generations of people just like him, he knew that YED said they were others, but he didn't know how many or who these people could be, and here it is he's known one all this time and didn't realize. We are fools, she's right.
Dean: "My head hurts."
Jesse blinks and a bottle of aspirin appears in his hand. He hands it to Dean.
Dean looks at the kid with disbelief and amazement before taking the bottle and heading back to the kitchen motioning for Sam to follow so they can once again discuss things in private.
Sam follows him into the kitchen.
Scene: Missouri's Kitchen
Sam stares back towards the living room as the kitchen door closes.
Sam: "Should we really be in here, who knows what else might happen out there."
Dean: "I really don't give a damn anymore Sam! This is gone too far, its time we leave."
Dean takes a glass runs water from the sink into it and takes the aspirin Jesse just gave him.
Sam: "What? We can go now, what about the girl?"
Dean: "Screw the girl Sam!"
Dean immediately regrets that poor choice of words knowing that was exactly the opposite of what he wants Sam to do, so he tries to rephrase his statement.
Dean: "I mean stop worrying about her and start worrying about us, don't' you see what is happening here?
Sam shakes his head totally confused at what Dean is referring too.
Dean sighs.
Dean: "THE APOCOLYPSE!! Remember that Sam?!"
Sam frowns
Sam: "Well yeah, but."
Dean interrupts him.
Dean: "This girl is the biggest threat to us ever, we can't hang around here waiting for Lucifer to show up or another demon to try and kill us."
Sam lowers his head sadly he knows Dean is right, but he still is not sure where they can go to be truly safe.
Dean starts shouting before Sam can answer or protest his newest decision.
Dean: "CAS! CAS! DAMN IT CAS WE NEED YOUR HELP!"
Suddenly Castiel appears outside the side door and walks into the kitchen.
Castiel: "Dean what is it I'm tired ok?"
Dean wants to slap the angel for that statement, Dean can't remember the last time he's had a really good night sleep, but since he knows angels don't need sleep he can't believe Castiel is talking about being tired, what does he know about tired? Dean thinks to himself. Dean decides to ignore his frustration because he needs Castiel's help.
Dean: "Take Sam to Timbuktu, take Sam into the Bermuda Triangle, I don't know just take him anywhere you can to keep him away from Lucifer and that bitch in the next room."
Castiel: "You know I told you that won't do any good. Lucifer will find him, there is no place to run if you want to save Sam, and this world you need to kill that girl!"
Dean takes out his gun again ready to do just that, but Sam stands in front of the door and holds his hands out in front of him to block Dean.
Sam: Wait!"
Dean rolls his eyes knowing another protest is coming and now he's about ready too shoot Sam instead for daring to stop him now.
Sam: "I said I do it didn't I, so give me the damn gun!"
Dean is surprised, he can't believe his brother is really willing to go through with it now. I assumed he would want to take this opportunity to back out and let me handle it. I don't know if I should be proud or worried that he is willing to kill her now, but okay if he's willing to do it then lets get this over with quickly.
Dean nervously hands Sam the gun.
Castiel: "You kill her and this will all be over and we can focus on just Lucifer again."
Sam scoff internally he knows that Lucifer is just the icing on the cake, there's till the horsemen, Crowley, Meg and a whole butt load of evil son's of bitches out there that need to be destroyed, this girl is just a part of it, but she certainly isn't the only problem we have.
Sam rolls his shoulders back and prepares to go into the next room and do what is necessary. Sam walks into the living room
Castiel and Dean follow him.
Bobby and Jesse stare at Sam in shock as he holds up the gun and points it at Satan's Mistress's chest. Satan's Mistress doesn't try to run. She doesn't even look afraid, a few tears fall from her eyes, but she appears ready for this. She closes her eyes and mouths these last words to him in Latin.
Satan's Mistress ""Te Diligo!"
Sam can't bear to look at her anymore, so he fires the shot directly at her the bullet hits her chest. The blood flows out as the bullet impales her body, she slumps over in the chair and her head hits the desk. Satan's Mistress is dead!
Sam opens his eyes and stares at her.
Castiel smiles proudly glad that Sam has chosen the right thing as far as he is concerned.
Missouri is angry knowing this means more clean up in her house.
Bobby looks very worried, and stares up at Sam already wondering what this will do to him.
Jesse doesn't know what to think he's still confused by all that's happened and a bit frightened.
Dean isn't even ready to process anymore emotions over her death; he's already in clean up mode. He immediately walks over and grabs her body wraps the mistress in Missouri's rug since it's ruined by the blood anyway and carries her outside into the backyard to bury her body.
Dean: "Grab the other body in the kitchen Sam. We've got work to do."
Sam blinks his eyes. He is surprised by how easy and painless it was to kill her, which makes him feel even worse. How can killing people be so normal for me? I am a murderer. I should want to cry, want to scream or kill myself for this, but I just I just feel empty. Its like my heart has been destroy so many times there's not enough pieces left to put it back together, blowing her away was like shooting one of those cans off a stump like we use to do when we were kids for target practice. What the hell is the matter with me? I am such a fucking freak. If I burn in hell for this it still won't change it, this is who I am now. I've sealed my fate. Sam looks down at the gun in his hands he feels the cold steel warm to his touch as his body heat radiates into it. Something is happening to me I can feel it. I am changing again, but what will it be now I can only imagine. I am never going to be able to go back I know that for sure.
Sam's eyes appear gray
Missouri can hear all the thoughts in Sam's head and it feels her with sadness to sense such despair and loneliness within Sam. Missouri wants to say something to him about it, but knows its not the right time. It's too soon.
Sam goes to the kitchen and grabs the body Jesse killed.
Jesse comes into help, but is suddenly afraid of what he's done realizing the demon is gone and the person it was possessing is now the one dead.
Jesse: "Maybe I can bring him back? If I."
Castiel overhears him and immediately says
Castiel: "No! You can't! You may have the power to resurrect people, but that doesn't mean you should his soul is at peace now. I can promise you his suffering has ended. Don't bring him back let him be."
Jesse nods sadly; he assumes Castiel must be right about this sort of thing though he still doesn't trust the angel totally after all he did try to kill me Jesse thinks to himself.
Sam takes the body and goes outside. Dean is already digging a grave for the mistress's body. Dean whistles as he works which Sam finds totally disturbing.
Sam: "Dean stop it Please!"
Dean: "Come on we've got to get these bodies in the ground by sun up, otherwise the neighbors might wake up and see us or smell the blood"
Sam: "No, I mean stop being so damn happy about this! I just killed an innocent girl in there; Jesse just killed this man here. We shouldn't be happy about this!"
Dean: "Look, Sam this is what we do! I'm not going to cry every time blood is spilled okay. It's not the first time, and it won't be the last time, so grab a shovel, stop bellyaching and help me."
Sam can not believe this how can his brother be so careless? This thought he finds more disturbing then his own emptiness inside, can his brother really not care about the lives of innocent people anymore, have we both become so jaded that it doesn't matter? I know that the Harvelle's deaths have caused Dean a lot of inner pain, but that is no reason to close himself off totally from caring about anyone. I tried that after Jessica died and it didn't work, it never does the pain is still there it doesn't go away it just gets worst. I am not going to be able to stand this much longer.
Missouri can still hear their thoughts even from inside the house and its given her a headache, so she goes back upstairs to clean her room up and lie down for bed.
Bobby puts his legs up on the couch with his hands and lies down on it he too is ready to sleep he's so tired and this day has been like a nightmare already he wants it to end so at least he can start over with a different nightmare tomorrow.
A few hours past, Sam and Dean finish burying the bodies.
Sam goes inside the house to wash up.
Dean grabs the supplies to put back in his car.
Castiel goes over to the car to talk to him.
Castiel: "Dean I want to apologize for walking out on you guys like that earlier it was careless of me."
Dean puts the shovels in the trunk and slams it down.
Dean: "Yeah what was that all about?"
Castiel looks down sadly and sighs whispering the words as if not wanting to even speak them.
Castiel: "I was tortured by Lucifer."
Dean stares at Castiel both worried for him and angry.
Dean: "Cas, are you ok?"
Castiel: "No. I don't really think so. I've betrayed my father, I've betrayer you too."
Castiel leans against the car looking ready to cry.
Dean is confused by his words.
Dean: "You haven't betrayed me, you protect us, you even came back to help us!"
Castiel: "Yes, but that was just to distract myself, I can't take this feeling inside me Dean."
Dean: "What feeling?"
Castiel looks at Dean. A part of him wants so badly to admit what happened with Lucifer, with Meg, what they did to him, what he did to her, the lust in his heart, the tainting of his pure soul, how it makes him feel so much pain inside, but he can't bring himself to tell him. I can't tell Dean the truth it's just too painful and disturbing. If I tell him what I've done with that demon he will never forgive me. He hasn't even forgiven Sam for screwing Ruby and he's his only brother. I've lost enough brothers. No, I can't tell him.
Castiel looks up at Dean sternly.
Castiel: "I just feel so tired."
Dean: "Well you were tortured so."
Castiel interrupts.
Castiel: "No, I am tired of you Dean, of Sam, of this whole mission. I should help you and I will find God eventually I have too, but know this Dean when this is over when Lucifer is finally destroyed I am leaving! I have no place here with you, with humans. I'm an angel; angels serve God, not man. I will not be your servant Dean. I am not here for you. I will not stay here for you. You have Sam. You have Bobby. I want to belong to God so take care of them look out for your family, but don't think that I will be around forever because I won't be. I don't want to stay here and I'm tired of it!"
Dean is shocked and slightly hurt by the angels brush off, what did I do to him that is making him act like such a douche to me right now. Whatever I don't care, today has been like hell and I know hell. It's been one shit storm after another. He's tired fine. I need a drink so the hell with him.
Dean doesn't even respond to Castiel he locks his car up then walks inside the house not even giving Castiel the satisfaction of a look back. If that angel wants to leave he can go. I just hope more angels leave with him. They all get on my damn nerves!
Castiel knows he's upset Dean, knows he's widen the gap between them and it hurts him a bit, but it's a necessary evil Castiel thinks to himself. I don't want to hurt him, I wish I could make him understand, but I can't be here for much longer. I'm becoming a liability, Sam may have killed Lilith, Dean may have broken that first seal, but what I've done is worst. An angel and a demon don't belong together just like angels don't belong with humans either. I've started this mess, and now that Sam's kill the girl soon it will be over, soon Lucifer will come for him to take his revenge and that will be the time God will strike Lucifer down assuming I can find him first. I'll give Sam and Dean credit for cleaning up their mess, but what I've done; my part in this is too great. I can't tell them what I've done, what I still want to do and I can't stay here much longer. Oh Meg where are, I want you so bad. Oh God help me!
Castiel sighs sadly he feels the lust burning within him ready to consume him ready to make him do despicable acts with his arch enemy just for the fleeting pleasure of it, a pleasure that Cas know desires and the desire only grows within him threatening his mission with the Winchesters.
Castiel takes one last look at Satan's Mistress Grave.
Castiel disappears.
