AN: I'm just skipping to the end of season six. I struggled for months to write Marion into the rest of the episodes. I really wanted to do that, especially for the French Mistake, but I just couldn't make it flow well and for the sake of getting the story back on the road, I am leaving it out. It all happened, Marion was there. We have moved on. Sorry for the delay and sorry for the GIANT gap. We rejoin the Winchesters after they return from the Wild West.
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Marion sat at Bobby's kitchen table. She stared down at the locket she'd found in her pocket when she returned to the present time. It had to be from Castiel, some sort of apology for the fact that she'd barely been able to speak to him lately. It'd been months, actually. She'd gotten more conversation from his doppleganger in that other universe than she'd gotten from her beau. Misha had been very talkative. She'd been sad to see him die. Dean and Sam didn't seem as affected by it. She listened to her twin cursing the amount of ash Colt had sent them as she tried once again to pry the locket open. There didn't seem to be any glue holding it closed but she couldn't get it open, no matter how hard she tried. As she heard Bobby's front door open, she put the necklace in her pocket. She couldn't feel bad for her failed relationship, right now. She smiled curtly and nodded slightly at Sam and Bobby as they headed for the basement where Dean was working.
"Hey." Sam started. "How you doing?"
"Five shells." Dean growled. "That's how I'm doing."
Sam sighed. "Well, you know, it's a hell of a lot more than what we had last week."
"Maybe." Dean said, as Marion walked up.
"Meaning?" She asked.
"Meaning… I just had myself a little mishap a few minutes ago, and… uh, well, here, look." Dean said, grabbing some of the ash and rubbing it on his arm. Nothing happens.
"Whoa." Sam whispers.
"I mean, this stuff is supposed to burn the bejeezus out of Eve, doesn't even give me a sunburn."
"Lore says it works." Bobby responds.
"That's always reliable." Dean says, cynically.
"Maybe that's not how it works. You are human." Marion chimed in.
"Yeah, you know what? Maybe it's like, uh- maybe it's like iron or silver. You know? Hurts them, not us."
"Maybe, but a fat lot of good it does us 'til we find the bitch."
"I'm lookin', but I'm thinkin' maybe it's time you made a call." Bobby said, looking pointedly at Dean.
"Why me? He's not my-"
Marion shook her head and started back up the stairs. She was exhausted on calling out to Castiel and him not answering her. She wasn't sure she could take it again.
Dean turned back to the guys, knowing not to push it any further with his sister. "Why has it always got to be me that makes the call, huh? It's not like Cas lives in my ass. The dude's busy."
Marion stopped at the top of the stairs as she heard the telltale sound of wings. She debated whether or not to turn back around for a minute, before settling to sit on the top step and look down on the scene.
Dean quickly moved away and spun around. "Cas, get out of my ass!"
"I was never in your-" Castiel started, but gave a confused look as he stopped. "Have you made any progress in locating Eve?"
"Well, we were gonna ask you about that." Bobby said.
"No. I've looked, but she's hidden from me. She's hidden from all angels." Castiel answered, casting a quick glance up to Marion.
"Awesome."
"You know, what we really need is an inside man." Sam said.
"What do you mean?"
"Something with claws and sympathy."
"Like a friendly monster?" Dean asked. Sam shrugged. "Those are in short supply these days, don't you think?"
"Sure, but we've met one or two, right?" Sam said.
"Maybe." Dean responded sourly.
"So we can find one."
"Anybody you can think of, somebody still alive?" Bobby asked.
A moment of silence passes as Sam and Dean rack their minds for allies who hadn't been killed in the Apocalypse or the lead-up to the Apocalypse. Marion cleared her throat and stood from her spot at the top of the stairs. She stepped down 3 steps and avoided Castiel's gaze as she leaned over the railing to look at her brothers. "Lenore. You need to find Lenore."
"Vampire Lenore. Thank God you've got my memories, cause I forgot about her." Dean said, before turning to Cas. "Lenore. She's a vegetarian vampire. You find her, we might have a lead."
Castiel nodded and disappeared.
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Marion sat upstairs in the kitchen by herself. She was staring down at the locket again. It reminded her of the other gifts he'd left behind without a word. They used to make her happy. They had been proof of his love. But now she felt like they were just things, things he threw her way so she wouldn't get in his way.
"Marion!" She heard Dean call from the basement.
She pushed the locket deep into her pocket and stood. When she gets to the basement, she sees Lenore dead and knows that Castiel killed her.
"Grants Pass, Oregon." Bobby said.
"And Lenore?" She asked.
Dean and Sam both gave a quick glance at Castiel, but then looked away. "She asked to be killed, so that she wouldn't kill anymore. I acquiesced." Castiel responded.
Marion nodded. "I'm ready when you boys are."
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Marion sat in a chair pulled up to the booth in the diner, a plate of fries in front of her that she had taken to playing with instead of eating.
"Alright. I finally got the police database, no thanks to this." Bobby said, gesturing to the iPad in his hands. "I asked for a computer."
"It is a computer." Sam defended.
"No, a computer has buttons." Bobby responded, as the waitress walked up.
"Can I get you anything else?"
"No, we're good. Thanks." Dean dismissed her.
"Anything?" Sam asked.
"Oh, nickel and dime stuff, nothing weird. Basically, a dead end. You think Vampira was lying?" Bobby asked.
"I'll search the town. Give me a moment." Castiel volunteered.
Everyone around the table looked at Castiel, waiting for something to happen. Nothing did.
"Cas, we can still see you." Dean piped up.
Castiel looked around, confused. "Yeah. I'm still here."
"Okay, well you don't have to wait on us, you-" Dean said, trying to understand what was going on. Castiel cleared his throat and seemed to strain to fly. "Well, now it just looks like you're pooping."
"Something's wrong." Castiel said, plainly.
"What, are you stuck?" Marion asked.
"I'm blocked. I'm powerless."
"You're joking?" Dean asked incredulously.
"Something in this town is, uh, it's affecting me. I assume it's Eve."
Marion rolled her eyes. Of course it's Eve.
"So, wait, Mom's making you limp?" Dean asked.
"Figuratively, yes."
"How?"
"I don't know, but she is."
"Well, that's great, because without your power, you're basically just a baby in a trench coat." Dean snapped.
Marion would have felt offended for her boyfriend if it weren't so true.
"I think you hurt his feelings." Sam said.
Bobby cleared his throat to get their attention back. "I got something here, maybe. Had to go federal to get it. Call went out from the local office to the CDC last night."
"About what?" Sam asked.
"A Dr. Silver called in an illness he couldn't identify. Patient's a 25 year old, African-American, name- Ed Bright."
"Well, that's not much to go on."
"Well, its our only lead, so-"
Dean interrupted Bobby's thought with a nod. "So beggars can't be choosers, right? I get it. Alright, let's finish up."
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Marion stood at the doorway of the frat house. Dean and Castiel had insisted that she not go into the infection zone, but she couldn't stand out there next to a powerless Castiel, knowing that if he could disappear, he would. Marion was in the perfect position, though, to hear everything her brothers were saying.
"Hey, Ed. Ed, what's going on?" Dean asked.
"Uh, nothing. You're ok. You're okay, alright? We're gonna get you help." Sam responded.
"What? No, no. No, no, no, no, no, of course not. You, uh, you have a fever. You're hallucinating."
"Marshall, Marshall. Hey, what happened here?" Sam pushed. "No, you're not gonna die, okay? Now you need to talk to us. It's important."
"And before you got sick, before Ed got sick, did you do anything? Did you go anywhere? Hey, I need you to focus for me." Sam asked. "A bar? What bar? 8th street, um, did anything happen at the bar? Did you- did you see anything? Did you meet anyone? Look, an ambulance is on the way, okay?"
"A girl? Okay, and?" Dean urged. Marion could hear the desperation in her brother's voice and knew the boy was on the edge. "Good, okay. What did the girl in white do? Marshall? Wh-wh-what did she do to Ed? Marshall?"
Marion genuflected for the poor dead boy as her brothers walked over to join her. "I don't get it. What, a bunch of regular Joes wake up shifters? What the hell?"
"Shifters usually run in families. This looks like an infection. Nobody touched nothing?" Bobby seemed to direct the question to Marion.
"Didn't even go in." She mumbled.
"Well, I am bathing in Purell tonight." Dean said.
"So, he said they met a girl." Sam informed the others.
"It's gotta be Eve."
"But why would she do this?" Castiel questioned.
"Mommy monster- make more."
"No, no, no, no. Cas has got a good point. I mean if she's gonna make a shifter army, why make one that's sick, gooey and dying?" Dean asked.
Bobby shrugged. "Add that to the pile of Crap That Don't Make Sense."
"So should we hit the bar?" Marion asked.
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Marion looked around the bar. She was a bit disgusted by the amount of dead people-monsters.
"Well, the sheriff's a mook, but still." Bobby started to say as he walked around the bar.
"You'd think he'd notice this many missing people." Marion agreed.
"We got a vamp over here. Nope. Scratch that. We got a wraith. What the hell? What has teeth and a spike?" Dean asked.
"Nothing." Marion said.
"Never seen that in my life." Bobby confirmed.
"Oh, great. So Eve's making hybrids now?" Dean asked.
"Looks like."
"Yeah, the question is why. I mean what does she want with the… what do you call these?" Dean asked.
"Well, congrats." Bobby droned. "You discovered it. You get to name it."
Marion rolled her eyes, knowing a rock reference was coming. Dean looked around, before matter-of-factly saying, "Jefferson Starships."
"Oh, god."
"Huh, because they're horrible- and hard to kill." Dean finished, looking very proud of himself.
"I like Starship." Marion muttered, leaning down close to the wood floor to examine a dead Starship.
"You would." Dean quipped.
Sam chose to ignore it and move on. "Looks like the whole bar has been turned into these-"
"Jefferson Starships." Dean interjected.
"Fine. But why are all the… Starships dead?" Sam finished.
"Can't say, but looks like they all burned up." Bobby said, examining the monsters.
"Burned up, like?" Dean asked.
"Like a high fever, like the flu." Marion answered.
"What the hell's going on here? Does every monster in this town have the damn motaba virus?" Dean asked as the sheriff and two deputies showed up at the door to the bar.
"Hands where I can see 'em!" The sheriff yelled.
Marion dropped completely to the floor, hoping they wouldn't notice her in the sea of bodies.
"Now this is not what it looks like." Castiel said.
"Look, we're the Feds." Bobby insured.
"Yeah? Well, Feds are not allowed to do this. Cuff 'em. Turn around." Marion watched from the ground as Castiel, Bobby, and Sam were led out the door. She was ecstatic that she hadn't seen Dean's boots walking out the door. Once she was sure the locals were gone, she stood up, careful not to touch any of the Starships. She looked over to the bar and breathed a heavy sigh. Dean was standing up from behind the bar.
"When did you get smart enough to hide in bad situations?" Marion quipped. "Come on, we gotta follow 'em."
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Marion watched from the doorway as Bobby questioned the sheriff, slashing him with a silver knife. Castiel stood off from the side, just staring. He seemed cold, upset and not just at the situation with Eve or the fact that he was powerless. She didn't know how to approach it. She knew that she should talk to him. He was her boyfriend, after all, even if he wasn't a very attentive one.
"Got a couple of hungry human boys here." Dean said, leading two boys in from the cells. "C'mon guys."
"So, you two never heard 'em talk… about a mother, or someone named Eve?" Sam asked.
Marion looked at the group. The two sets of brothers. Something… wasn't quite right. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something was wrong.
The older boy shook his head. "It was just me and Ryan in there."
"And your folks?" Dean asked, knowing the answer.
"Cops said we were next. He said we were food."
"You have any other family?"
"An uncle, in Merritt."
"Merritt, what's that, like 15 miles outside of town? Okay. We'll get you there." Dean promised.
"Dean, can I have a word?" Castiel's gravel voice prompted Dean to get up and walk away. Marion kept her eyes on the boys, but focused in on the angel's words to her brother.
"We need to find Eve now."
"Yeah. Go. Me and Sam just need to make a milk run."
"We need your help here." Castiel insisted.
"Hold your water. We'll be back in a few."
"Dean. Dean. Millions of lives are at stake, not just two. Stay focused." Marion cringed a bit at the reaction she knew was coming because of the angel's words.
"Are you kidding?"
"There's a greater purpose here."
"You know what, I-I'm getting a little sick and tired of the greater purpose, okay? I think what I'd like to do now is save a couple kids. If you don't mind. We'll catch up. Okay, guys, let's go. C'mon." Dean said, walking out the door.
"Damn it!" Marion cursed under her breath before rushing out the door and behind them. She grabbed Dean as he was getting in the driver's seat and pulled him back out.
Ignoring that her twin looked ready to punch her, she shut the car door and whispered, "Something isn't right, Dean. These kids shouldn't have been here. These creatures, the Starships, have you seen any of the others saving food? No, they feed, they worship Eve and then they die. Why would they keep these boys for later?"
Dean shook his head and rested his hand on the door handle to show he was leaving as soon as he was done speaking. "Look, I'm gonna brush this off as you trying to agree with your boyfriend. We tested them. They're human. You wanna stay here with Bobby and Cas, fine, but Sam and me, we're takin' them to their uncle's place. We're getting them out of this town. Now."
Marion stepped back from the car, conceding defeat. "You go right ahead and ignore us, Dean. Ignore your twin sister and the only friend you've ever fucking had. Glad I'm not the only one you do that to."
She didn't look back as the door slammed and the tires squealed, but she turned when she got to the station door, just in time to see the taillights disappear over a hill. She looked up, wishing she hadn't burned ties with Chuck, wishing she could call on God to tell her how this one ended. And for a few minutes, she considered taking a nap in the middle of this war zone, just to get a little reassurance from Lucifer. Lucifer, who was old enough to have probably met Eve before.
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Marion walked inside about 20 minutes later, still sort of wanting a nap. As she walked past the sheriff's office, she heard Castiel speaking in a hushed voice.
"I can't go myself because Eve has… clipped my wings, so to speak. I would have to walk outside the area of her influence in order to fly there and take care of them. It would take far too long and Marion would notice my absence, even if Bobby did not. You must do this… I am certain… Even if they were not Children of Eve, you should have no qualms about killing them… I wouldn't have asked you if I were not okay with the possible consequence… I will contact you after."
Marion wasn't sure what she had just heard but she knew it was something she wasn't supposed to hear. "Hey. Who was that?" She asked, pretending she hadn't heard anything.
Castiel put the phone back in his coat and walked out of the room. "It was Dean. They've left the boys in Merritt and will be on their way soon."
Marion tilted her head a bit and followed him with her eyes as he walked toward the interrogation room. Castiel had just lied to her. No confusion, no misunderstanding, just a flat-out lie. She hadn't even thought Castiel knew how to lie. "Oh. Okay." was all she managed.
A few minutes later, Bobby was handing Marion a drink as Castiel came out of the interrogation room with his hands covered in blood. This wasn't right. His actions were wrong. He was more distant, even darker than normal and that was bad.
"Eve's at 25 Buckley Street. You can call Sam and Dean." Castiel said, before walking off toward the restroom.
Bobby gave a pointed look to Marion, who tried to not show her discomfort. "How should I know, Bobby? The guy barely talks to me, anymore. We haven't even kissed since before Balthazar sent us to Bizarro-land. I have no idea what's going on in his head, anymore."
Marion pulled the locket out of her pocket and showed it to Bobby. "The only way I know we are still in a relationship, at all, is these little gifts he leaves for me. I've got a box full of them now."
"Way he acts toward you, you sure he's the one leavin' 'em?" Bobby asked, pulling out his phone to call Sam.
Marion stared at the drink in her hand and fought the uneasy feeling rising up in her stomach. "I need a nap." she told herself.
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They walked up to the diner they'd eaten at earlier.
"You gotta be kidding me. She's been in there the whole time?" Dean griped.
"Why'd she ever let us in?" Sam asked.
"Or out?" Marion added.
"Well, there's one way to find out."
"What, just stroll in? We don't know who human or who's her." Bobby said.
"Well, there's one way to draw her out. Me and Sam will go in."
"Dean." Bobby started.
"Look. If we don't get a shot off, you three better." Dean said.
"I'm going with you, Dean." Marion said, pulling her brother's arm toward her. "We both know that there is no ash in my shell. I'd rather be in there if shit goes down, then out here useless." She whispered.
Dean nodded. "Didn't mean for you to get that one." He whispered back, walking forward.
She followed her brothers and sat down at the bar next to Sam. "Now what?" She and Dean asked in unison.
Sam pulled out his phone and used the camera to look around the diner for eye-flash. "Crap. Crap, crap." He whispered.
"Starships?"
"Yeah."
"Is there anybody in this diner that is not a flesh-eating monster?" Dean asked.
"Uh, me and Marion and you."
"Okay, well, let's get the hell out of here." Dean said.
"Shall we?" Sam offered to Marion.
"Three specials, right?" The waitress asks, putting two plates down and then grabbing a third from behind her.
"Uh, no, that's not for us. We were just headed out." Sam said.
"Now that would be rude, Sam." The waitress said, squaring off in front of them.
The siblings looked up at the woman for the first time. Her brunette hair was loose but pulled back. She seemed like a nice young woman. Except the coldness. Sam looked at both of his siblings before readjusting himself on the stool. "Let me guess. Eve."
"Pleasure." She said, curtly.
"Why don't we step outside. Chat?" Dean asked.
"Why? This is private." Eve said. She looked up and the Starships around the diner close the blinds. One of the monsters grabbed Dean's bag and opened it, revealing the shotguns. Eve reached into the bag and grabbed Dean's gun, she sniffed the end. "Phoenix ash. I'm impressed. I bet you had to go a long way for that."
"You have no idea." Dean mumbled. Sam scoffed.
Eve handed the bag off to a Starship. "Destroy these. Thank you." She smiled curtly at the Winchesters. "Relax. I'm not here to fight."
"No? Just to rally every freak on the planet, bring in Khan Worms and-and half-assed spider-men… and dragons. Really, sister? Dragons?" Dean goaded.
"So I dusted off some of the old classics. I needed help."
"With what?" Sam scoffed. "Tearing apart the planet?"
"You misunderstand me. I never wanted that. Not at first. I liked our arrangement."
"What arrangement?" Marion asked, the words coming out a little more meek than she wanted.
"The natural order. My children turned a few of you, you hunted a few of them. I was happy." Eve replied.
"Okay, so what changed?" Dean demanded.
"My children, no thanks to you, started getting kidnapped and tortured. Even my first borns." Marion threw a quick glare at her brothers as Eve continued. "I was pushed into this. After all, a mother defends her children."
"Really?" Dean asked, incredulously. "You're gonna use the Mother of the Year defense? You?"
"It happens to be true. Know what? Maybe you'll believe it if I look a little more like this." Marion had to force herself not to look away as Eve changed her visage to look like her mother.
"Oh, you bitch." Dean growled.
"She died to protect you, didn't she? See. You understand a mother's love. I'm no different." Marion gave a shuddering sigh at the sound of her mother's voice. Dean looked over, seeing the enamored look on his sister's face, got angry.
"Alright, you know what? This conversation's over. If you're gonna kill us, kill us."
"You? No. It's Crowley I want dead." Eve said.
"Well, you're too late there- that little limey mook roasted months ago." Dean snapped.
"Crowley's alive." Eve said, matter-of-factly.
"That's impossible." Sam said.
But Marion knew it wasn't impossible. As soon as Eve had spoken the words, she knew it was true. It had never made sense, she realized, but she'd been so desperate to rejoin her brothers, to stop hiding, that she'd made herself believe it.
"Your sister knows it's not impossible."
Sam and Dean were soon staring at her expectantly. Marion looked down. "It never made sense. It was too easy. The King of Hell brought down by a single pawn of Heaven's army? No way that happens. That's not even how it works in actual chess."
"If you didn't think it was true, why didn't you say something?" Sam asked.
"If Crowley was at least pretending to be dead, then you guys weren't working for him, anymore. If he was not around, then I wasn't in danger and I could come back. I just… ignored that it seemed wrong."
"He's alive. I see his face through the eyes of every child he strings up and skins. Any idea why he's hurting my babies?" Eve asked, walking around the counter to stand between Marion and Sam.
"He wants Purgatory, right? Location, location, location." Dean said.
Eve laughed. "Is that what he told you? It's about the souls."
"What about 'em?" Sam asked.
"Their power, you simple little monkey. Fuel. Each soul a beautiful little nuclear reactor. Put 'em together, you have the sun. Now think what the King of Hell could do with that vast, untapped oil well. How powerful he'd be. Now Crowley wants to siphon off my supply, and torture my children to do it? Okay, fine. I'll quit playing nice. I'll turn you all. Every soul, mine. Let's see how hot his hell burns when everyone comes to me. He asked for it."
"You know, last I checked, there were a few billion of us. That plan might take a while."
"What exactly do you think I'm doing here? I'm building the perfect beast." Eve said.
"Wait a second, all those- all those things we've been finding." Sam said.
"Call it beta testing." Eve quipped.
"Well, I think your formula might be a little off. They're imploding all over town." Dean said.
"Oh, there were a few unfortunate failures. But I eventually got it right. Quiet, smart, inconspicuous."
As her brothers went back and forth with Eve about the Starships, Marion's stomach twisted. Quiet. Inconspicuous. She gasped a little, and at the same moment Eve smiled and said, "Little Ryan.", Marion whispered, "The boy."
Eve threw a little smile her way, before turning to the brothers. "You look upset. If it makes you feel any better, Ryan was bound to work on you. Little wayward orphan, like yourselves. I almost thought Marion was gonna ruin it when she ran out to the car, but there's nothing you can do about it now. So, let's talk."
"Nothing to say." Sam answered.
"Well, that's where you're wrong. I have an offer to propose. Crowley. As you know, not so easy to find. So, here's the deal. You find him, bring him to me- I let you live." Eve offered.
"Pass." Dean answered, quickly.
"Dean." Sam urged.
"Sam, no." Dean turned to Eve. "The answer is no."
"You say that like you have another option."
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't." Dean tossed back.
"You think?" A side door to the diner opened and Marion closed her eyes in silent futility as Castiel and Bobby were pushed in. "Well, so much for your plan B." Eve said before turning to Cas. "And you, wondering why so flaccid? I'm older than you, Castiel. I know what makes angels tick. Long as I'm around, consider yourself unplugged."
Eve turned away from the angel and came over to wrap her left arm around Marion. "Work for me. It's a good deal. Bonus, I won't kill your friends. This little princess would probably hate to lose her angel."
"Alright, look. The last few months we've been working for an evil dick. We're not about to sign up for an evil bitch. I'm gonna take my sister's advice on this. We don't work with demons. We don't work with monsters. And if that means you gotta kill us, then kill us!" Dean said.
Now, he listens to me?!
Eve let go of Marion and walked around to behind the counter. "Or, I turn you. And you do what I want, anyway."
"Beat me with a wire hanger, answer's still no." Dean said.
Marion and Sam jumped up as Eve suddenly appeared behind Dean, grabbing his shoulders. She felt two hands grasp her arms firmly at the elbow, holding her in place.
"Don't. Test me." Eve said, her head right next to Dean's ear.
Dean turned his head a little and glared at her as best he could. "Bite me."
Marion closed her eyes as her brother's blood spurted across the diner and the shouting began.
"No!" from her little brother.
"Dean!" from her sometimes lover.
And then, the sound of coughing with an other-worldly rumble behind it. She opened her eyes to see Dean standing. "Phoenix ash." He pulled out an empty shotgun shell from his pocket. "One shell, one ounce of whisky. Down the hatch. Little musty on the afterburn. Call you later, Mom." Dean said.
Marion was sad to see Eve turn back into her brunette visage. Sad that she couldn't see her mother's face anymore. But when the black liquid began to pour out of her facial orifices, Marion knew that Eve was dead, and that she should focus on the Starship holding her arms. Apparently, everyone else had the same idea, because all the Starships started to attack.
"Shut your eyes!" Castiel yelled.
Marion threw her arm over her eyes, but the white light still made it through. She spent a moment blinking away stars from her eyes as Bobby stepped over a few bodies toward Dean. "We gotta take you on more monster hunts."
"Hey, Cas, um… Dean's bleeding pretty good." Sam said, looking over at Dean pressing a rag to his neck.
"Yeah, I think she turned me into a Jefferson Starship. Could you clear that up, too?" Dean groaned.
Castiel touched Dean's shoulder, lightly, and the wound healed. Dean rolled his shoulders and sighed. "Alright, we're good. We got to go. Now."
"Where?" Castiel asked, confused.
"The kid. The little kid. He's one of 'em." Dean admitted.
"Unbelievable."
"Yeah. I know, Cas. You told me, alright. Let's just go." Dean said, prompting Castiel to shake his head. Dean placed the empty shell on the counter and walked over to Castiel. Castiel shook his head again as he flew them to the uncle's house in Merritt.
They all looked down at the dead uncle on the floor in the living room. "So, we kill the wicked witch and she still wins. I mean, they could've turned half the town by now." Dean shook his head as Cas started to say something. "Don't say it."
Marion genuflected and turned away from the uncle as Bobby opened a door. "Found 'em." Bobby said, swinging the door open wider.
Marion followed her brothers and Castiel over to the door, which led to a cellar. "Well, who ganked them?" Dean asked.
Sam and Marion both bent down to investigate a yellow powder. Marion's breath caught in her throat as Sam looked up and said, "Demons."
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AN: Okay. So, that's that. I took a million years to get it to you, but that was… I'm pretty sure the longest chapter I've written, so… yay? Stay tuned! More to come.
