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Chapter Eleven

It was now night fall. We were still barricaded in Bobby's house. Cass was the only one who could actually come and go as he pleased. Sam was content with his computer, as Bobby was with a book. I kept going thru book after book trying to find us a way out of this. Dean just kept pacing the floors.

I found an old book on reapers that I had been studying for the past hour. Then a ritual caught my attention. "Guys I might have found something." Sam and Bobby turned and looked at me. Dean came over and was leaning over my shoulder looking at the book. I couldn't help but notice his sent. It was intoxicating.

"That could work on the reapers. What about the zombies, death and that Azrael chick?" Dean asked.

"Once I perform the ritual the reaper will be under my control. Then Charity can take care of the zombies. Azrael is an angel, Cass and I can take care of her. As for Death I have no idea. You cant touch him, I know that much. He can suck the life out of you with a simple touch. Even angels."

"Well aint that just peachy. How are we supposed to fight something that we cant touch?"

None of us had an answer. Bobby told me he had everything I would need to do the ritual. Around two in the morning I was ready. I sent Bobby and Sam down to the panic room. Dean refused to go, and I didn't feel like fighting with him.

I had everything set up. I stood in the middle of the room while Dean leaned on the desk, shot gun in hand. "Alright here goes nothing." I told him then ran the blade across my arm.

I knelt down and started drawing symbols on the floor while chanting in Latin. When I finished there was a gust of wind and Charity stood in front of me. I raised up and drew a symbol on her forehead. "There are dead here whom need to be reaped. Clean this town of the dead." With that she disappeared. "All right. Now we need to find Azrael and take care of her."

"What about that other guy that was with them earlier. Who was he?"

"Casey?" Dean nodded. "He used to be a friend. My only guess is he's possessed. I mean I knew him. We hung out some. Far as I knew he was a hunter. I ran into him a couple of times on hunts. So if he is actually human we can take care of the demon. Let's get everything ready to head out."

I went to walk out of the room, but Dean grabbed me. "Hey." He spun me around to face him. Then he placed a soft kiss on my lips. "Be careful."

"Always am." I smiled and kissed him again. "Let's get Sam."

We walked down to the panic room and told them we were ready to go. We all piled into the Impala. Sam and Dean up front, and me in the back with shot gun's out the window. Any zombies we seen we shot at. We finally made it to the cemetery. Cass was standing at the entrance waiting on me. "Any demon's you see, take care of them. I don't know if death is around, but I can sense Azrael. Just steer clear of her. You see her coming at you, you run and don't think twice about it." The boys nodded and we took off into the grave yard.

We split up. Cass went with Dean and Sam came with me. Sam and I ran into a few demon's, but quickly took care of them. We finally found Azrael near a mausoleum. Only when I spotted her I stopped. Castiel and Dean were both laying at her feet and she had an evil smirk upon her face.

"I was wondering when you were going to get here." With the snap of her fingers Sam collapsed to the ground. I went to move toward him, but her voice stopped me. "I want to show you something." She moved closer to me. "Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you McKinley. I just want to show you everything that is happening in heaven." With that she put her hands on each side of my face. Just over the temple.

Flashes started popping up in my head. Angels fighting. Angels disobeying. Some reeking havoc on earth. When they finally ended I dropped to the ground. "What was that?"

"Everything that has happened since you left. Your father has disappeared and nothing has been right since.-"

Instead of letting her finish I took the silver stake and drove it through her chest. I had tears running down my face from everything that I had saw. Azrael dropped to her knees in front of me. There was a flash of white light before she fell back to the ground. "Everything might not be right, but your part of the cause. My father may be missing, but I intend to find him and set things straight."