Chapter 09 - Heaven and Hell
Addison's gaze widens. She stares at the angels. She knew that angels could be wrathful, but it made no sense to kill Anna. "You want Anna," Sam asks, breaking the stunned silence. He steps forward. "Why?"
"Out of the way," Uriel demands.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, I know she's wiretapping your angel chats or whatever, but it's no reason to gank her," Dean argues.
"Don't worry. I'll kill her gentle."
Dean scoffs. "You're some heartless sons of bitches, you know that?"
"As a matter of fact, we are," Castiel agrees. "And?"
"But Anna's innocent," Addison states.
Castiel turns his cold blue gaze on her. "She is far from innocent."
"What do you mean?"
"It means she's worse than this abomination you've been hanging out with," Uriel angrily states. "Now, give us the girl."
"Sorry. Get yourself another one. Try JDate," Dean says.
Uriel glares at him. "Who's gonna stop us? You three? Or this demon whore?" He wraps a hand around Ruby's throat and throws the demon across the room. Dean tosses a punch in the angel's direction but Uriel dodges it.
Addison moves backwards as Castiel moves towards the direction of the room Anna was hiding in. She ducks around Sam and slams the door shut behind her. Her gaze widens as Anna draws a strange symbol on the mirror. A thump comes from the other side of the door. Anna slams a bloody palm down on the symbol a bright flash comes from under the door. Addison stares at Anna for a second, then rips open the door. Sam was passed out on the floor while Dean was helping Ruby up.
"Are they - are they gone," Anna weakly asks, leaning against the dresser.
"Yeah," Addison breathes, walking back over to her. Anna's wrists were cut and Addison grabs a old sheet of the bed, ripping it into strips. "Are they dead?"
"No. I sent them away...far away."
"How?"
Anna motions to the symbol as Addison wraps a strip around her wrist. "That just popped in my head. I don't know how I did it. I just did it."
A groan causes Addison to turn and she sees Sam pushing himself up. Dean pulls him up and the trio exchanges a look. "Stay here," Addison tells Anna, then walks out of the room with the guys.
"What do you think," Dean asks, looking between Sam and Addison.
"I think Anna's getting more interesting by the second," Sam replies.
"Yeah, I agree. And what did they mean by 'she's not innocent?'"
"Guys, either way, the angels want her. Anna may have gotten rid of them for now, using that blood banishing thing, but they are gonna come back. So, we need to get somewhere safe," Addison tells them and the guys exchange a look.
Addison collapses onto the couch in Bobby's living room with a sigh. She and Sam had went to retrieve the Impala while Dean and Ruby had went straight to Bobby's with Anna. Neither she or Sam had spoken during the drive. Instead, Addison went over every inch of the file they had gotten from the hospital that Anna had been in. "How's the car," Dean asks, entering the living room behind Sam.
"It's fine," Addison replies. "Where's Bobby?"
"The Dominican. He said we break anything, we buy it."
"He working a job," Sam questions.
"God, I hope so. Otherwise, he's hedonism in a banana hammock and a trucker cap."
Addison scrunches her nose as the image pops into her mind. "Thanks for that, Dean."
"What did you guys find on Anna?"
"Uh, not much," Sam answers. "Her parents were Rich and Amy Milton - a church deacon and a housewife."
"Riveting."
Addison shrugs, standing up. "Yeah, but it wasn't her first trip on the crazy train. Apparently when she was two, Anna would freak out when ever her dad got close to her. She was convince that he wasn't her real dad."
"Who was? The plumber, hmm? A little snaking the pipes?"
"Dude, you're confusing reality with porn again," Sam tells him.
"Well, Anna didn't say who she thought her biological father was. All she would say was that he was uber pissed off. Like so mad that he wanted to kill her," Addison finishes.
"Kind of heavy for a two year old," Dean points out.
"Yeah. But she saw a child psychologist and proceeded to have a normal life."
"Until now. So, what's she hiding?"
"Why don't you just ask me to my face?"
The trio turns to see Anna standing in the doorway of the kitchen with Ruby behind her. "Nice job watching her," Dean tells the demon.
Ruby shrugs. "I'm watching her."
Sam sighs. "No, you're right, Anna. Is there anything you want to tell us?
"About what," Anna counters.
"The angels said you were guilty of something. Why would they say that?"
"You tell me. Tell me why my life has been leveled...why my parents are dead. I don't know. I swear, I would give anything to know."
"Okay. Then let's find out."
Addison leans against the panic room door. She had stood back while Dean had lead Pamela into the basement. And she had even found the psychic's flirtation with Sam amusing. But now, Anna was laying on the bed in the panic room. Dean and Sam were standing inside, right near the door. Ruby stood a couple of feet behind Addison.
"Nice and relaxed," Pamela begins. "Now, I'm going to count down from five to zero. When we're at zero, you'll be in a deep state of hypnosis. As I count down, just go deeper and deeper, okay?" Anna nods, keeping her eyes closed. "Five...four...three...two...one. Deep sleep. Deep sleep. Every muscle calm and relaxed. Can you hear me?"
"I can hear you," Anna replies.
"Now, Anna, tell me, how can you hear the angels? How did you work that spell?"
"I don't know. I just did."
"Your father...what's his name," Pamela questions.
"Rich Milton."
"All right. But I want you to look further back. When you were very young. Just a couple of years old."
"I don't want to."
"It'll be okay. Anna, just one look. That's all we need."
"No."
"What's your dad's name? Your real dad. Why is he angry at you?"
Anna shakes her head. "No! No!"
"Calm down."
"He's gonna kill me!"
"Anna, you're safe. Calm down."
The lights burst. "He's gonna kill me," Anna screams.
"Anna," Pamela asks. Dean walks over and moves to calm Anna down, but Pamela shakes her head. "Dean, don't." Suddenly, Anna throws Dean across the room. "Wake in one, two, three, four, five. Anna." Silence fills the room. "Anna? You all right?"
Anna sits up, a calm look on her face. "Thank you, Pamela. That helps a lot. I remember now."
"Remember what," Addison asks.
"Who I am," Anna answers.
"I'll buy it," Dean replies, frowning. "Who are you?"
"I'm an angel."
Everyone tenses. Addison sighs as Dean moves into the panic room and helps Pamela up. The group makes their way upstairs to Bobby's den.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not like the others," Anna states as Dean helps Pamela over to an arm chair.
"I don't find that very reassuring," Ruby counters, leaning against the doorway that lead to the kitchen.
"Neither do I," Pamela says.
"So...Castiel, Uriel...they're the ones that came for me," Anna asks.
Addison raises an eyebrow. "Did you know them?"
"We were kind of in the same foxhole."
"So, they were your boss?"
"Try the other way around."
Dean chuckles. "Look at you."
"But now they want to kill you," Pamela questions.
"Orders are orders. I'm sure I have a death sentence on my head," Anna explains.
"Why," Sam asks.
"I disobeyed, which, for us, is about the worst thing you can do. I fell."
"Meaning," Dean asks.
"She fell to Earth, became human," Pamela explains.
Sam frowns. "Wait a minute. I don't understand. So, angels can just become human?"
"It kind of hurts. Try cutting your kidney out with a butter knife," Anna explains. "That kind of hurt. I ripped out my grace."
Dean stares in disbelief. "Come again?"
"My grace. It's...my energy. Hacked it out and fell. My mother, Amy, couldn't get pregnant. Always called me her little miracle. She had no idea how right she was."
"So, you just forgot that you were God's little Power Ranger?"
"The older I got, the longer I was human, yeah."
"I don't think you all appreciate how completely screwed we are," Ruby points out.
"Ruby's right. Heaven wants me dead," Anna agrees.
"And Hell just wants her. A flesh and blood angel that you can question, torture, that bleeds. Sister, you're the Stanley Cup. And sooner or later, Heaven or Hell, they're gonna find you."
Anna nods. "I know. And that's why I'm gonna get it back."
"What," Sam disbelievingly asks.
"My grace."
Addison raises an eyebrow. "You can put that back in?"
"If I can find it."
"So, what, you're just gonna take some divine bong hit, and, shazam, you're Roma Downey," Dean asks her.
Anna shrugs. "Something like that."
"All right. I like this plan. So, where's this grace of yours?"
"Lost track. I was falling about ten thousand miles per hour at the time."
Sam frowns. "Wait, you mean falling, like, literally?"
"Yes."
"Like the way a human eye can see? Like a comet maybe or a meteor?"
Anna stares at him, confused. "Why do you ask?"
"Uh, here. In March '85, a meteorite vanished in the night sky over northwestern Ohio," Sam says. He was sitting at Bobby's desk, with books and maps spread out over it. "It was sighted nine months before Anna was born and she was born in that part of Ohio."
"You're pretty buff for a nerd," Ruby comments.
"So, if that was Anna, where's her grace," Addison asks.
"Same time - another meteor was over Kentucky," Sam replies.
"Well, the entire state of Kentucky is better than nothing."
"Sam, I'm sorry," Ruby suddenly says.
Sam shoots Addison a confused look before turning to the demon. "For what?"
"For bringing you this mess. If I had known, I would have kept my trap shut."
"Yeah, well, we'll muddle through."
Ruby shakes her head. "Not this time. You do not want to get between these two armies. It's Godzilla and Mothra. If one side doesn't get us, the other one will."
"So, what do you want to do? Dump Anna and run? Forget it. Look, I know the angels freak you out."
"Forget the angels. It's Alastair I'm scared of."
Addison sits up. She was curious about the demon. "Alastair?"
"You guys met him the church. Practically the grand inquisitor downstairs. Picasso with a razor."
"And," Sam questions.
"And you should pull him out and throw him back in the pit...if you weren't so out of shape."
Sam sighs. "Ruby..."
"No, your abilities - you're getting flabby."
"Yeah, so how do I tone up?"
Ruby moves towards him. "You know how. You know what you got to do."
Sam shakes his head. "No, I'm not doing that anymore."
"Sam..."
"I said no."
"Well, then you better pray that Anna gets her groove back or we're all dead," Ruby counters before walking out of the living room.
Addison rubs her face. "We should start trying to narrow down where Anna's grace landed."
Sam turns to her. "Ads—"
"You're an adult and you can make your own choices," Addison softly says, opening her laptop.
Sam sighs. "I haven't had any in weeks. I don't do that anymore." Addison shoots him a small smile and turns to her computer.
Dean glances in the backseat and laughs. They were currently driving to Union, Kentucky, a place Sam had found that might have been where Anna's grace landed. "What," Ruby snaps from where she was squeezed in between Anna and Addison.
"Nothing," Dean replies, grinning. "It's just an angel, a demon, and a Catholic schoolgirl riding in the backseat. It's like the setup to a bad joke...or a Penthouse forum letter."
"Dude...reality," Sam says, motioning to the review mirror. "Porn."
"You call this reality?"
"Dean, pull over," Addison suddenly says.
"What? Why?"
"Cause I really gotta pee."
"Why didn't you go before we left?"
"I did! I can't help that I have to pee, asshat."
Dean rolls his eyes and pulls over on the side of the road. Addison opens the door and he frowns when she looks through a bag. "What are you doing?"
"Looking for a flashlight," Addison answers. "I'm not getting poison ivy all over my ass."
Dean rolls his eyes once more. Addison climbs out of the car, with her flashlight in one hand and her bag in the other. "Hurry up! We don't have all night," he tells her. Addison throws a cardboard box at him and he groans as she walks towards the woods. He tosses the tampon box at Sam. "At least we know why she's extra bitchy."
"I heard that," Addison shouts.
Dean throws his hands and he notices the amused look on Sam's face. "What?"
Sam shakes his head. "Nothing."
Addison puts on her sunglasses before following the group through the field. It was mostly empty except for the massive tree in the middle. "It's beautiful," Dean comments, looking at the tree.
"It's where the grace touched down," Anna says, walking towards the tree. "I can feel it."
"You ready to do this?"
"Not really."
"What are we supposed to be looking for," Addison asks.
Anna touches the tree and sadly sighs. "It doesn't matter. It's not here. Not anymore. Someone took it."
"We still have the hex bags. I say we head back to the panic room," Dean says, walking around the empty barn. They had retreated to a nearby barn to regroup and to figure out what to do.
"What, forever," Ruby asks.
"I'm just thinking out loud!"
"Oh, you call that thinking?"
"I'm with Dean on this one," Addison says. "Going seems like the safer option."
"No, it's a fucking stupid idea," Ruby argues, stepping towards Addison.
"It's better than anything we got."
"Hey," Sam shouts, moving in between the demon and hunter. "Hey, hey, hey. Stop it."
"Anna's grace is gone. You understand? She can't angel up. She can't protect us. We can't fight Heaven and Hell. One side maybe, but not both. Not at once," Ruby tells them.
"Um, guys," Anna says. "The angels are talking again."
"What are they saying," Sam asks her.
"It's weird. Like a recording...a loop. It says 'Dean Winchester gives us Anna by midnight or...'"
"Or what," Dean questions.
Anna sighs. "'Or we hurl him back to damnation.'"
"Anna, do you know of any weapon that works on an angel," Sam asks.
"To what? To kill them," Anna replies and Sam nods. "Nothing we could get to. Not right now."
"Okay, wait, wait. I say we call Bobby. We get him back from hedonism," Dean says.
"Dean, what's he gonna tell us that we don't already know," Sam argues.
"I don't know, but we got to think of something," Dean exclaims, then walks out of the barn.
Addison yawns as she walks towards the Impala. She pulls her coat close, trying to block out the cold. She stops seeing the windows on the Impala fogged up and the light rocking. She stands there for a moment, then turns and makes her way back into the barn. "Hey," Sam tiredly greets when she sits down next to him. "Where's Dean?"
"With Anna. In the Impala," Addison softly says.
Sam tugs her down and she curls into his side. "One day he'll realize what's right in front of him."
"Maybe. It's probably healthier if I just move on. Find a nice guy, maybe a doctor or an investment banker."
Sam chuckles. "No lawyers?"
"No. Been there, done that."
"Give it time, Ads."
"Yeah, but I like to have a kid one day. Sooner rather than later. I mean, I'm almost thirty."
Sam wraps an arm around her shoulders and places a kiss to the top of her head. "Give it time, Ads."
Addison sighs as she sits down on some hay. They were all in the barn, with the exception of Ruby. They had a plan even through Addison wasn't as confidante as the rest of them. "I don't know, man. Where's Ruby," Sam asks.
"Hey, she's your hell buddy," Dean responds, taking a swig from a flask.
"Little early for that isn't it," Anna asks, watching Dean hold out the flask to Addison, who shakes her head.
"It's two a.m. somewhere," Dean replies.
"You okay," Anna asks Dean.
"Yeah, of course," Dean answers.
The doors burst open and Addison stands up. Castiel and Uriel stride into the barn. "Hello, Anna. It's good to see you," Castiel says.
"How did you find us," Addison asks. The angels glance at Dean. "Dean?"
"I'm sorry," Dean tells them.
"Why," Sam asks.
"Because they gave him a choice. They either kill me...or kill you. I know how their minds work," Anna explains. She turns and softly kisses Dean. "You did the best you could. I forgive you." Anna steps towards Castiel and Uriel. "Okay. No more tricks. No more running. I'm ready."
"I'm sorry," Castiel says.
"No, you're not. Not really. You don't know the feeling."
"Still, we have a history. It's just—"
"Orders are orders. I know. Just make it quick."
"Don't you touch a hair on that poor girl's head." They group turns to see Alastair standing at the other end of the barn with two demons behind him. Ruby limps in behind them, an arm wrapped around her waist.
"How dare you come in this room, you pussing sore," Uriel angrily says.
"Name calling. That hurts my feelings, you sanctimonious, fanatical prick."
"Turn around and walk away now," Castiel coldly says.
"Sure. Just give us the girl. We'll make sure she gets punished good and proper."
"You know who we are and what we will do. I won't say it again. Leave now or we lay you to waste."
Alastair sneers. "Think I'll take my chances."
Addison quickly moves back as the angels and demon break out into a fight. Her gaze widens when Uriel places a hand on a demons head and a light flashes. She looks to see Castiel put his hand on Alastair's head, but nothing happens.
"Sorry, kiddo. Why don't you go run to Daddy," Alastair mocks, wrapping a hand around Castiel's throat. He starts chanting, causing a white light to come from Castiel's eyes. Dean runs up behind them and slams a crowbar on the demon's back. Alastair drops Castiel turns to Dean. "Dean, Dean, Dean, I am so disappointed. You had such promise."
Anna runs up to Uriel and grabs a vial from around his neck. "No," the angel screams.
Anna smashes the vial on the ground. "Shut your eyes! Shut your eyes!"
Addison snaps her eyes close and holds up her arm. Behind her eyelids, she can see faint traces of a bright light. Then it's gone. She opens her eyes to see the demons, save for Ruby, and Anna were gone. "Well, what are you guys waiting for," Dean coldly asks Castiel and Uriel. "Go get Anna. Unless, of course, you're scared."
Uriel glares at him. "This isn't over."
"Oh, it looks over to me, junkless."
The angels disappear and Addison lets out a deep breath. She watches as Sam helps Ruby stand up. "Where the hell were you," Addison asks the demon, walking over to Dean.
"Sorry, I was late with the demon delivery," Ruby snaps. "I was only being tortured."
"I got to hand it to you, Sammy. Bringing them all together all at once - angels and demons. It was a damn good plan," Dean tells his brother.
Sam shrugs. "Yeah, well, when you got Godzilla and Mothra on your ass, best to get out of their way and let them fight."
"No one likes a show off, Sam," Addison amusedly says.
"So, I guess she's some big time angel now, huh? She must be happy...wherever she is."
Dean sadly sighs. "I doubt it."
Dean doesn't look up when someone sets down on the bar stool next to him. He had told Sam and Addison a little about his time in Hell. About how while it had been four months for them, it was forty years for him. That he had broken after thirty years. He waves his empty glass and the bartender walks over. "Whiskey, double," Dean orders.
"And I'll just have a glass of water," Addison orders. Neither of them say anything as the bartender fills their orders and walks to the other end of the counter.
"You're drinking water," Dean states.
"Someone has to make sure you get back to the motel in one piece."
"And you drew the short straw."
"No, I volunteered. Because I care about you. And the last thing you need is to be alone right now. So, I'm going to sit here, drinking water, while you proceed to get blackout drunk." Dean throws back his whiskey, then stands up. He tosses enough money on the counter to cover his drinks and tugs Addison up. "Dean?" He pulls her out of the bar and when they reach the Impala, he pushes her against the door. He leans down and pulls her into a kiss.
Her arms wrap around him. His hand slides her shirts and strokes her back while the other slips down the front of her jeans. "Ads," Dean mutters.
Addison closes her eyes as his hand pushes her panties to the side and stokes her. She knew what the tone in his voice meant. It was one she had heard more than once before. And it pulled at her heart. "We should get in the car," she softly says, reaching to open the door.
