Into the Dark
Fifty reviews in only nine chapters. Awesome guys! Let's see if I can get to a hundred reviews by chapter eighteen.
So like I said last time, this chapter is gonna follow MJ, Cas and Bobby with a bit more into what Meg's planning.
Mary-Jo hung up her phone and dropped down on the bed next to Castiel. She put her arms around him and rested her head against his back, sighing. Their first Source hadn't been anywhere near as exciting as Dean and Alice's. There hadn't been demons, just the odd glowing that made the two Angelics feel sick. Castiel turned his head slightly to try and look back at the teenager clinging to him. His hand lifted up to take one of the ones resting on his stomach.
"She okay?" Bobby asked, walking out of the bathroom and tilting his head.
"Tired." Mary-Jo mumbled. She squealed as Castiel tugged her arm, pulling her around and causing her to lie across his lap. He sat her up and she sighed, dropping her head to his shoulder as his arms wound around her waist.
"You two are something else." Bobby said. Castiel looked at the old hunter. Bobby moved to the other bed in the room and sat down. He picked up a bottle of beer and opened it before holding it out to the Angel. Castiel looked down at Mary-Jo who was fast asleep already, her breath tickling across his neck. He raised an eyebrow then took the bottle. "This really ain't that safe for her is it?"
"I don't know." Castiel said.
"I get that...letting Sam and Cleo take the American pits lets them be that much closer to their son." Bobby said. "But...you seemed pretty determined to keep Mary-Jo out of the States."
"Away from John." Castiel said, downing some of the beer. Bobby raised an eyebrow then frowned.
"Did I just hear you right?" He asked. "You're trying to keep them kids away from each other?"
"It's not safe right now." Castiel said.
"Why?" Bobby asked. "He's a baby, what's he gonna do?"
"He might be able to influence Mary-Jo's balance if something were to get him." Castiel said. Bobby gave him a look that clearly told him to continue. "John is the child that was meant to be Lucifer's as he was born of the bride and the vessel. Lucifer had every intention of turning the child to his. Why he thought he could wait until after the great fight is something I have yet to figure out but Cleo said that Lucifer didn't do anything. We have to trust that she knows what she's saying."
"And if she don't?" Bobby asked. "Alice and Sam both said that Cleo was in an odd state when they saw her with Lucifer...anything coulda happened. And there was a time between Alice's vanishing act and the graveyard that we don't know what went on." Castiel frowned, knowing the hunter had a point. "Cleo's a good kid but we don't know what Lucifer did to her. She was with him for a couple of months. What do we do if she's wrong?"
"We hope...and pray." Castiel said, after a pause. "Hope that nothing gets to John...pray that we can face what's coming." Even as he said those words, he had a feeling that nothing could prepare them for what they'd eventually have to face.
"Well everyone's hit their first mark." Lisa said, hanging up her phone. She paused then looked over at Amy. "Oh shoot, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell them you showed up yesterday."
"Oh...no worries." Amy said, smiling innocently. "It can be a surprise."
"I can't believe I forgot." Lisa said.
"Hey mom, do you think it'll be okay if I take John to the park?" Ben asked.
"Oh I don't know." Lisa said.
"Please?" Ben asked. "It's getting so boring in here."
"Okay okay." Lisa said. "Just be careful. There are a lot of things out there. And take that stuff Dean left for us."
"Got it!" Ben said, grabbing one of the bags full of demonic repellants and other things. "Come on John."
"Pak!" John said, cheerfully, tossing away the toy he was playing with. Ben laughed and picked up the one year old before walking out of the house.
"They'll be gone until they get bored there as well." Lisa said. "Which should be...an hour."
"Plenty of time." Amy said, standing up from her spot at the table.
"Come on kid, wakey wakey." Bobby said. Mary-Jo grumbled and curled up more against Castiel. The Angel sat up from his lying position, bringing the teen with him. "We gotta check out then hit the next spot."
"Fine." Mary-Jo said. She shifted away from Castiel and rubbed her eyes. "Do I at least get to shower?"
"Sure." Bobby said. The teenager smiled and hopped off the bed. Castiel watched as she rummaged through her bag for some clothes. Bobby watched the Angel watching the girl and shook his head. Mary-Jo grabbed her clothing chose and a towel before she bounced off into the bathroom. "I'm gonna go down and grab some breakfast. Want to bring stuff up for you guys?"
"Yes, that would be helpful." Castiel said, his eyes on the bathroom door. It wasn't closed completely. Bobby shook his head, muttered something that sounded suspiciously like 'horn dogs' before walking out of the room. Three seconds after the door was shut firmly behind him, Castiel was on his feet and heading to the bathroom.
"You're too obvious when it comes to watching me." Mary-Jo said, leaning on the counter in just her bra and panties. Castiel blinked as he looked at her. The shower was running and steam was filling the bathroom but the girl just stood before him. "And...you always seem to be wearing too much clothing."
"I see you aren't tired anymore." Castiel said, slowly closing the bathroom door.
"Not no more." Mary-Jo said, stepping forward to push the trench coat off her boyfriend. She loosened his tie and pulled it over his head. While she worked the buttons on his shirt, Castiel shed the suit jacket. Once the top three buttons were open, Mary-Jo grabbed the shirt and used it to pull the Angel down to kiss him. His lips parted instantly, allowing their tongues to meet as her hands continued their work on his shirt.
"Wasting...the water." Castiel muttered. One of his hands snaked up Mary-Jo's back to open the clasp of her bra.
"Easily solved." Mary-Jo said. She let the Angel pull her bra from her body before she pushed his shirt off and worked on his pants. His hands fell to push down her panties and she stepped out of them without a second thought as she finally got her boyfriend naked. She looped an arm around his neck and pulled him to the shower with a wicked grin on her face.
Bobby wasn't surprised when he returned to the room to find both Angelics sitting on their bed, hair wet, faces slightly red and Castiel without his suit jacket, coat or tie on, his shirt not fully buttoned either. Mary-Jo casually just ran her brush through her hair, pulling out the knots she had made an attempt to wash but were just returned by her boyfriend's wandering hands.
"I don't want to know. I brought you guys waffles." Bobby said, holding up the tray he had balanced on his hand.
"Sweet, thanks Bobby." Mary-Jo said, putting the brush down. She took the tray and balanced it on her lap. Bobby spread a map over his bed as the other two ate. "So where are we jumping to next?"
"Paris." Bobby said. "There's a hot spot right under the Arch."
"Seriously?" Mary-Jo asked. Bobby nodded. "Wow."
"Yep." Bobby said. "Sooner we get moving, the better."
"Okay...well...let's go get checked out." Mary-Jo said.
They arrived in Paris ten minutes later, in the shadows of a alley near the Arch. Bobby watched the other two pale slightly and hoped these trips would get easier.
"Let's work quickly." Castiel said. He wound his arm around Mary-Jo's waist and the three of them wandered over to the Arch, looking and acting like typical tourists. Bobby was impressed by their acting abilities. Only people who knew them would have been able to tell that they were getting sick. There was a moment when Bobby thought that Mary-Jo looked to be getting better, as if she were getting used to the source and drawing from it. That moment was over quickly and Bobby didn't think much else about it.
"It's been a while since I've done this." Amy said, walking around the table, her eyes pitch black. Strapped to the table was Lisa, duct tape over her mouth, arms and legs held down. "Over a year now...the last person I really got my claws on was that half Angel brat. I've had this body for a while now, laying low when my father got locked up in the cage."
Lisa tried to wiggle her hand free but froze as Amy slammed a knife down next to her hand. Tears coursed down Lisa's face.
"This girl here." Amy said, tapping herself in the chest. "She's dead...she fought me too much and I had to get a good body. A trustworthy body. I need that now." She put her hands on the table, either side of Lisa's head. "I hope you understand what I'm getting at here. I could really just take the boy and go now...but I need more then him." Amy reached out and wiped the tears off Lisa's face. "Now come on...make this easy on yourself. Soon as they see this body they'll know...let me in and you'll be able to see your son again when I'm done."
Lisa mumbled against the duct tape, shaking her head back and forward. Amy sighed and grabbed the woman's head to hold it still. She made sure their eyes were locked.
"Would you rather never see your boy again?" Amy asked. "I can take your body the easy way...or the hard way. By advised the hard way will result in me killing your son...in your body...where you can watch and feel it all." She gripped an edge of the duct tape. "I'm taking this off now. Be a good girl, it'll only hurt for a minute."
Lisa let out a scream as the tape was ripped from her mouth. Unfortunately for her, the scream allowed for Amy to open her own mouth and spill black smoke between them. Amy dropped to the floor, motionless and dead. The binds on Lisa snapped free and she sat up, cracking her neck.
There was a knock on the door and she quickly got off the table to answer it.
"Hello Lisa dear." An old woman stood on the doorstep. "I was coming to ask if I could expect your annual support in the community barbeque. I heard screams, is everything alright?"
"Oh everything's just fine." Lisa said, smiling. "It was just the TV...the commercials are so much louder then the program sometimes."
"Oh I know." The old woman said. "How is Ben?"
"Just super." Lisa said. "I have some company right now so I'll have to get back to you on that barbeque thing okay? Great, bye." She didn't wait for an answer as she closed the door. Her eyes turned to a mirror on the wall where the reflection was frowning. "Oh...don't look so upset...I didn't kill did I?"
"Dean and them will know." Lisa in the mirror said.
"Maybe..." Lisa said, smiling at her reflection. "Now...hush up in there...or things will be very...very bad." She walked away and went to the dining room to look at Amy's body. "Now...what to do with you."
Mary-Jo groaned as she hit the wall. She would have fallen down if the demon that had thrown her didn't instantly hold her pinned. She winced as something sharp dug into her back. The demon chuckled, pressing her harder between the wall and it's body. Mary-Jo twisted her head, trying to keep it from getting touched.
"You're a pretty little thing." The demon said. Mary-Jo flinched as a tongue ran along her cheek. "Hmm...you taste good too. Tainted by all that Heavenly goodness. That should be fixed soon."
"Not likely." Castiel said, coming up behind the demon and ripping it off Mary-Jo. He sent it flying across the room as the teenager slumped to the floor. Bobby turned and shot the demon before it could lunge at Castiel. He spun once more and shot the last demon that was attempting to sneak up on him. The two men looked around to make sure all the demons were defeated before Castiel dropped to the floor next to Mary-Jo.
"What's wrong with her?" Bobby asked, hearing the girl's moan of pain as the Angel touched her back.
"She's bleeding." Castiel said. He moved to pull Mary-Jo's shirt up to check out the damage on her back but the second his fingers made contact with her skin, she stiffened up and screamed in pain.
"What did you do to her?" Bobby asked, rushing over.
"Nothing." Castiel said. He frowned. "It's the source here. It's throwing her balance off."
"And that's gonna cause this?" Bobby asked.
"I can't heal her down here." Castiel said, shrugging his trench coat off and wrapping it around Mary-Jo. "The evil is getting into her through the wound. It has to be purged out before I can do anything. She will think I am attempting to smite her with any touch."
"Purged doesn't sound good." Bobby said. Castiel made a move to touch Mary-Jo again and found himself getting flung across the room. "I'll carry her."
"Very well." Castiel said. Bobby lifted Mary-Jo and held her carefully, trying not to touch the wound on her back. She started to cry and she threw her arms around Bobby's neck, hiding her face.
"It's gonna be okay kid." Bobby said. Castiel cautiously walked back over to them. "We can't have her do this anymore."
"Agreed." Castiel said. "We'll figure something else out."
"Can you zap us out from down here?" Bobby asked.
"It will take a lot...but I will manage." Castiel said, putting two fingers to Bobby's forehead and making them disappear.
So I told you Lisa was going to have an interesting part in this.
Things are getting twisted now. Lol, I should have called this story Twisted Wonderland.