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Don't Go
How I loved spending my nights stood in a Michigan alleyway in Detroit, freezing to the bone, in-between my two brothers – ok so the last part ain't that bad. Bobby was at the end of the alley with his binoculars looking up to some house we think Lucifer is at. Castiel was just stood close to us, since he lost his angel mojo he's seemed out of place. I shivered uncontrollably, and the baby seemed to be kicking lighter than normal.
"I don't like this feeling," I complained. It was like a twist in my gut, the feeling I was going to be sick. It was a bit similar to the feeling I had when Lucifer turned up and killed Gabriel.
Bobby came back to us breathless.
"Demons, must be at least two dozen of them," Bobby panted. "You were right something's up,"
Dean's jaw tightened. "More than something, he's here I know it." He glanced down at me. Dean walked past Sam and straight to the boot of the Impala.
Sam stood alert and the sickness returned again. Sam let out a big sigh as he looked to Bobby, who avoided eye contact as Dean lifted the hood. But then Bobby gave up and started to move closer to Sam.
"I'll see you around kid," Bobby croaked. I sighed and wobbled over to join Dean, I couldn't watch, but at the same time I wanted too.
"See you around," Sam breathed. There was a brief pause before Bobby took Sam and squeezed a hug on him, Sam accepted it and squeezed back.
"He get's in, you fight him to the nail, you understand?" Bobby choked and panted, Sam nodded. "Keep swinging, don't give an inch," Bobby ordered and Sam stared back at him.
"Yes sir," Sam nodded and Bobby gave him a pat on the back.
Sam let out a deep sigh, as did Dean and I. The baby continued to kick lightly but I told him to quiet down, now wasn't the time. Sam rubbed his palm with his face and turned to Castiel smiling and holding out his hand.
"You take care of these guys ok?" Sam asked, grabbing Castiel's hand and shaking it.
Castiel sighed and shook his head. "That's not possible." Sam rolled his eyes in response.
"Then humour me," Sam smiled.
"Oh," Castiel sighed smiling and shaking his head. "I'm supposed to lie,"
Sam chuckled.
"Sure, it will be fine," Castiel smiled awkwardly to one side.
"Just…stop, talking," Sam nodded his expression dropping, but there was still a hint of a smile.
Castiel looked to us awkwardly then walked to join Bobby. Sam sighed and walked towards us.
"Save the best to the last," Sam smirked grabbing me in a tight hug. He let go but I stayed on, trying my best to make him faint, anything to stop him from doing this. "Claire," Sam sighed perfectly fine.
When I realised I wasn't achieving anything I let go.
"I want to tell you you'll be alright in the aftermath," Sam smirked.
"Cheesy much?" I grinned chuckling.
"Just wanted that smile," Sam sighed going to rub the side of my cheek but deciding against it and looked to the ground.
"Just promise me you'll keep this with you," I sighed fingering the bracelet I made, that was now around his wrist.
"Sure," Sam frowned. "As long as you keep this," he smirked tapping my locket.
"I never take it off," I smiled like a six year old. My face fell on the next thing I was about to say. "Don't let him kill me,"
"I won't," Sam frowned touching my chin and moving it upwards so that I would stare into his luscious eyes.
"Promise?" I asked.
"Claire," Dean protested with a sigh.
"I know," I sighed.
"Oh Claire, one more thing, don't go near the Huntington's," Sam sighed and I playfully hit him.
"Go you idiot," I said tears forming in my eyes, Sam's too.
He nodded and turned to Dean who was still holding the boot open. "You might not want to watch this," Sam sighed examining the blood again as he wiped his eyes.
Dean walked off and tapped my hand to follow him. We waited by the side of the Impala. Sam hid behind the boot as he drank, and drank, and drank. I moved closer to Dean, but not too close, I knew he needed his space. Sam eventually sighed and dropped the hood.
"Let's go," he breathed, all pepped up like it was for a race.
Dean closed his eyes quickly before leaving. I watched him walk away with Sam around the corner, left in the dark with what was going to happen next.
"Alright!" I heard Sammy scream. "We're here you sons of a bitches, come and get it!" Sam shouted.
Bobby, Castiel and I moved forward to examine the outside of the house that my brothers were in. We were just waiting, like sitting ducks, but waiting for that light that told us Sammy had said yes. Twenty minutes or so had passed and a noise vibrated in my ear drums. I rubbed at them hard, until Bobby gasped and Castiel frowned. The noise got louder in time with the light coming from the window. I screamed leaning closer to the floor, my head pounded as the baby gave one small kick and the light disappeared as did the noise.
"Claire you ok?" Bobby asked leaning down with me.
I looked up at him stunned. "Yes," I nodded.
"You're ears are bleeding," Castiel noted.
I touched my ear and looked at my hand. Castiel was right – it was blood.
We stood outside some television shop. Sam had failed us, Dean told us everything. How Lucifer managed to jump Sam's bones and Sam not being able to take control. Unfortunately Bobby and Castiel felt the need to tell Dean about my little episode during the event. Dean checked I was ok, and I felt the fear as he stared at me.
"Breaking news," some televisions shouted and we had the immediate reaction of walking to them. "Reports are flooding in, seven point six quakes in Mexico, eight point nine in Boston, more in Hong Kong, Berlin, and New York. The American authorities have no idea why…" the reporter carried on but Castiel caught my attention and made me stop listening, in some respects I was greatful.
"It's starting," Castiel mumbled and left the three of us gawping at the sirens, cracks, and inured people on the television.
"Hey you think genius?" Dean replied sarcastically.
"You know what I mean," Castiel murmured.
"So what do we do know?" Dean asked and moved towards Castiel, I stayed close beside him.
"I suggest we buy a mass amount of alcohol, spring water for Claire, and wait for the inevitable blast wave," Castiel sighed.
"Yes well thank you Cas, I mean how do we stop it?" Dean asked and Castiel glanced at me quickly.
"We don't," he frowned. "Lucifer will meet Michael on the chosen field, and the battle of Armageddon begins, then Claire will have her baby," Castiel sighed.
Dean frowned. "Ok well where is this chosen field?"
"I don't know," Castiel replied.
"Well there's gotta be something to help them, something we can do," Dean urged.
"I'm sorry Dean," Castiel sighed frustrated. "This is over,"
I let out a sniff I was trying to hide.
Dean looked down at me and pursed his lips whilst turning back to Castiel. "You listen to me you little sissy, we are not giving up!" Dean urged and Bobby came to join us. "Right Bobby?" Dean questioned.
Bobby seemed pale white, and had bloodshot eyes.
"Bobby?" Dean questioned his eyes wide.
Bobby shook his head. "There was never much hope to begin with," Bobby shook his head.
I shrugged trying to hold back every single emotion I had. My family were literally giving up on my life! On Sammy's self sacrifice!
"I don't know what else to do, I'm sorry Claire," Bobby sighed I turned my back to him, desperately trying not to cry.
