Family Hazard
So while Dean plays Death and Sam tries to kill Bobby, what does Mira do? Well it's not either of those things, I can tell you right now.
Mira sat on the porch at Bobby's house. Dean had just gone off to play Death in order to get Sam's soul. She wasn't sure if this was such a good idea but it was too late to voice her opinion now. Dean had assured her everything would go alright but she just didn't know. Her mind was attached to Bobby and Sam, trying to avoid the ripping from Sam as she intended to keep an eye on them. Bobby now knew what she could do and he had been a little uncertain about it. Every so often his train of thought would stop and he'd wonder if Mira was listening in.
Her phone rang and moment she thought it was Dean but then she remembered he'd have to remove the ring to call and he had to keep it on for twenty-four hours. Confused now as to who would be calling, Mira picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID.
"Hey Chuck." She answered with a smile.
"Hey, how are things?" Chuck asked.
"Can't complain." Mira replied, knowing she honestly couldn't. In the last few days since the whole Crowley mess up, Dean had been doing everything to make up the two capturing and torturing. He had gotten her gifts, taken her out, gotten them into a really nice hotel and didn't let her leave the room at all. Mira's legs still felt a little numb from that since it was only the day before that that event had happened. She was amazed that Dean had even come up with this whole plan to talk to Death to get Sam's soul.
"Mira? Hello...you still with me?" Chuck's voice snapped the girl out of her memories and she blushed even though he couldn't see her or be able to read her mind.
"Sorry, I zoned." Mira admitted. Chuck laughed slightly. "You know what's been going on don't you?"
"Whatever do you mean?" Chuck asked.
"You know what I meant." Mira replied.
"You mean the Sammy soul business, the war in heaven business, or the you and Dean hooking thing?" Chuck asked.
"Uh...last one." Mira answered. "Wait, you know about all of those?"
"One of the downsides of seeing things." Chuck remarked with a sigh. He brightened up the next instant though. "But that's not what I was calling about. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out. I know you're at Bobby's right now and I'm nearby so I was thinking we could do something. Catch up."
"What sort of catch up could we do?" Mira asked, standing up. "You already know everything and I'll know everything as soon as I read into your mind."
"Point taken but I've been missing you." Chuck pointed out.
"Well How far away are you?" Mira asked.
"About half an hour." Chuck replied.
"I'll let Bobby know and get ready." Mira informed her cousin as she walked into the house.
"Okay, I'll see you soon." Chuck hung up and Mira slid her phone into her pocket before moving to the kitchen where she found Bobby and Sam playing cards. They both looked at her when her when she walked in and she was suddenly glad she had an escape from all the tension.
"Umm...Chuck just called me." Mira explained. "And he's...in the area. So I was sort of thinking of hanging out with him today." Several different things flashed by through Bobby's thoughts but he just nodded once in acceptance.
"Just be careful and try to get back before Dean's due back." He ordered. Mira smiled and nodded. She went up to the room she was sharing with Dean to change clothes and grab some safety supplies, just in case. She was back down the stairs by the time Chuck pulled up to the house. "Hey kid!"
"Yeah?" Mira asked, turning around to look in on Sam and Bobby again.
"Call me if anything goes down hill alright?" Bobby replied.
"Of course." Mira assured, smiling. She was actually glad to have Bobby worrying about her. She ran into the kitchen and gave Bobby a kiss on the cheek before hugging Sam. He tensely patted her back and both men watched as she ran out the door to join her cousin. Bobby's eyes narrowing on Sam for a moment when the younger man wasn't looking.
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"Who'd have thought that there would be a game out there that being able to read minds meant nothing." Mira muttered to herself, smiling slightly as she watched Chuck throw the large black ball at the white pins. Bowling was just one of the many things they had already done that day. When Chuck had first picked her up, they had gone to get something to eat. That was followed shortly after with a movie and then shopping. Mira was enjoying spending time with her cousin but she was beginning to wonder if he had some alternative motive for all these things.
"You're up." Chuck announced, walking over to sit next to Mira. She smiled slightly but didn't stand up. Chuck raised an eyebrow then frowned a bit. "Hey...get out of my head."
"How did you know?" Mira asked.
"You're focusing too hard." Chuck pointed out. "Why do you wanna be in there so badly anyways?"
"Why do you not want me in there?" Mira countered. Chuck blinked but didn't respond. "What's going on Chuck?"
"Nothing." His answer was too instant and Mira crossed her arms. "I just...you know...wanna keep you out of trouble."
"What could possibly be troublesome with staying at Bobby's?" Mira asked. Chuck bit his lip and looked up at the monitor displaying their scores. Mira looked at him then frowned. "Sam's going to do something isn't he?"
"It's safer for you to not be there right now." Chuck insisted.
"Chuck, I can't just leave Bobby with psycho soulless Sammy!" Mira argued.
"Mir, things are getting bad, okay?" Chuck turned his attention to his cousin. "I know I can't keep you away from Dean, not now. I know what's going on with you two." Mira blushed but didn't look away, holding his gaze. "But that doesn't mean I can't want to protect you."
"What is Sam going to do?" Mira asked.
"He's...he doesn't want his soul." Chuck replied. "So...he's got a spell lined up but he needs the blood of his father. And since John's not alive..."
"He's going to go after Bobby." Mira muttered. She stared at Chuck. "When?"
"Mira..." Chuck started.
"WHEN?" Mira repeated louder. Chuck jumped and stared at her. "You have to get me back there Chuck."
"What do you think you'll be able to do?" Chuck asked.
"I don't know but I'll think on the go." Mira replied, yanking off the bowling shoes and putting her boots back on. "Pay for the games and let's get out of here."
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"Listen to me. You don't wanna do this." Bobby pleaded, tied to a chair in his own basement sitting in the middle of a devil's trap. Sam stood at a table not far away, examining knives. "Sam!" The young man turned and looked at him casually as if the the older of the two wasn't currently playing hostage in his own house. "I've been like a father to you, boy! Somewhere inside you got to know that!"
"Well that's just it." Sam admitted, walking towards Bobby. "Sorry." He grabbed Bobby's head and twisted the knife around in his hand, ready to stab it into his father figure.
"Sam no!" Mira yelled, running down the stairs. Sam paused and looked at her.
"Stay back Mira!" He insisted, twisting the knife to point at her.
"No!" Mira argued.
"I mean it, don't make me hurt you too." Sam almost sounded like he was pleading. Mira stepped off the stairs and moved closer to them. Sam frowned but didn't make a move, one hand still holding Bobby's head, the other pointing the knife at the girl. "Don't come any closer!"
"Then cut me." Mira insisted, holding her hands out. "Because I'm right here...and I'm not going to let you hurt Bobby. You're going to have to hurt me too."
"Don't think I won't!" Sam growled.
"I really think you won't." Mira pointed out. Sam frowned and moved to swing the knife at her but Mira snapped her hand around his wrist, her other hand shooting forward to connect with his forehead. She wasn't even thinking but the second they connected, that feeling in her chest that started to spark up each time she had been tortured suddenly flared up and the heat shot through her arm to her hand and from there seemed to move to Sam's head. He dropped the knife and released Bobby's head seconds before he fell unconscious to the floor, his forehead red as if burnt. Mira and Bobby just stared at him before Mira's eyes shifted to her hand. She didn't feel anything anymore, the heat had come and gone so quickly she wasn't even sure it had even been there.
"What on God's green Earth did you just do?" Bobby asked finally after a minute of silence.
"That's what I want to know." Dean's voice made both of them jump and Mira spun around to find the owner of the voice standing on the bottom step. "You guys okay?"
"I think so." Bobby replied. Mira just nodded slowly, not really sure. Dean stepped down and walked over to untie Bobby. When that was done, the two of them dragged the unconscious Sam into the panic room and strapped him down. Dean came back out and went over to Mira who was still standing where they had left her, staring at her hand. He lightly touched her arm and she jumped.
"Whoa, hey, relax." Dean coaxed the mind reader to a calmer level. He moved in front of her and took her hand. "Everything's okay."
"Really?" Mira asked.
"Everything's going to be okay." Dean corrected himself. Mira sighed. "Hey, come here." He pulled the girl to him and put his arms around her. She leaned against his chest as he ran his hand up and down her back. "Bobby told me you just got back from spending the day with Chuck."
"Yeah." Mira confirmed the statement. "Just found out a little while ago that he had seen all this...what Sam was after, what he was going to do. I made him bring me back."
"Good thing you got here when you did." Dean pointed out. Bobby closed the panic room door and everyone looked at each other. "Can't keep doing this Bobby. What are we going to do? Tie him up every time he tries to kill someone? That's not going to hold him. I mean he's..."
"Capable of anything." Bobby finished off.
"What are we supposed to do?" Mira asked, stepping back from Dean as he looked at Death's horseman ring.
"I don't know." Bobby replied. Dean had no answer.
"Sam's awake." Mira muttered softly. Dean walked over to the door and looked through the little window. He stood there, just staring at his brother, his thoughts mixed up on what to do as he covered up the opening. He turned slowly, looking at Bobby then at Mira. The girl opened her mouth to say something but paused, her head tilting slowly to the side.
[Be a dear and send Dean upstairs to me, please. Thank you.]
"There's someone upstairs to see you, Dean." Mira spoke slowly.
"Are you okay?" Bobby asked. He and Dean were both thinking the same thing and that was wondering what the hell had just happened to their mind reader to make her suddenly act dazed.
"Yeah." Mira replied. She looked at Dean. "It's okay...it's not a bad visitor."
"Who is it?" Dean asked.
"Death." Mira answered simply. Dean just raised an eyebrow then looked at Bobby who shrugged. The younger man sighed before going up the stairs. Mira watched him then turned to look at Bobby. "I need in that room."
"Are you crazy?" Bobby asked.
"I have to figure something out." Mira insisted.
"Yeah and if Sam goes ape shit crazy again?" Bobby asked.
"Then I'll just...do what I did before." Mira pointed out.
"You don't even know how you did that." Bobby countered.
"Bobby please." Mira pleaded, pulling a puppy dog look of her own.
"I'm going to regret this." Bobby muttered. Mira grinned as the panic room door was unlocked. Taking a quick, mental listen in on Dean's conversation with Death, Mira slipped into the room and looked at Sam. He looked right back at her and neither of them said a thing for a minute.
"You hesitated." Mira spoke finally.
"What?" Sam asked.
"You hesitated." Mira repeated. "You were all bent and set to stab Bobby, but when it came to me...you hesitated."
"So?" Sam asked.
"You know something." Mira guessed. "Maybe you don't know that you know something...but you're definitely knowledgeable."
"What are you talking about?" Sam asked.
"There are demons after me Sam." Mira pointed out. "Crowley had your grandfather watching for me, keeping an eye on me. And each time he had me on a table, torturing me, he was talking about wanting to see what I can really do. There's something more to me than all that mind, energy, whatever reading. We proved that just now when I...did whatever it was that I did and knocked you out."
"How would I know?" Sam asked.
"You wouldn't." Mira replied. "Not the way you are right now. But your soul...it would. I've picked up random things over the months that I've been with you guys. Sam...your soul might be the key to figuring out...everything."
"It'll also be the key to my inevitable insanity." Sam argued.
"Can you please...trust me?" Mira asked. "I think we can do something. But we all need to work together. Please Sam just...trust me."
"Yes Sam, trust her." Mira didn't jump as she thought she might have when none other than Death himself appeared in the room not far from her. She just simply slid her eyes from Sam over to the horseman. "Hello Mira. Thank you for delivering my message to Dean."
"You're welcome." Mira replied, unsure what else to do. While Death being there did scare her, she was oddly comfortable with him.
"Get away from me!" Sam snapped, trying to break free from the handcuffs holding him to the cot.
"Sam..." Mira started as the panic room door was opened and Dean and Bobby stood there. "Sam please...remember...trust me."
"Mira, what are you doing?" Dean asked. Death seemed to be ignorant of all of them, sitting down on the cot with Sam.
"Don't! Don't!" Sam kept trying to insist but his voice was ignoring. Mira tilted her head as Death opened his bag and a bright light shone out of it.
"Now Sam, I'm going to put up a barrier inside your mind." Death spoke calmly.
"No, don't touch me." Sam argued, looking incredibly freaked out for someone without a soul.
"You might feel a little itchy." Death continued, ignoring the young man. "Do me a favour. Don't scratch the wall. Because trust me. You're not going to like what happens."
"Sam." Mira spoke up. Sam looked at her, his eyes pleading.
"Don't do this...don't let him do this!" He yelled. Death put his hand into his bag then pulled it out, his fingers clasped around the glow. "Please! Dean...Bobby...Mira...please don't let him do this!"
"It's going to be okay." Mira assured him.
"No! No, you don't know what'll happen to me!" Sam argued. Death was completely ignorant to everyone else as he lowered his hands towards Sam's body. "No! NO!" The youngest man started screaming then, his back arching off the cot, his head pressing back.
The arguing.
The fighting.
The torturing.
First Lucifer, than Michael.
Mira gasped, her eyes widening, her body doubling over as if she were hit in the stomach. She was on her knees the next second, hearing someone call her name.
"Your fault."
"Welcome to the cage."
"How does it feel?"
She felt hands on her shoulders, shaking her. A voice calling to her. A screaming echoing all around. Her eyes rolled back. She almost didn't feel like she was in her body.
The slashes.
The stabs.
The breaking.
The tearing.
The tearing.
Always the tearing.
She had one moment of clear vision when she saw her hand reaching up, attempting to grasp at Sam's as he fell silent and unconscious. Her fingers brushed his before she collapsed completely, cradled against Dean's chest as the dark world of the unconscious overtook her.
Lucifer stood there, right in front. His hands bloody, his eyes glowing red. He tilted his head up just slightly, his eyes looking down. He took the step forward, moving closer, his fingers tapping against each other. He bent at the waist, getting level. His head tilted to the side just slightly. His calm exterior not hiding the rage and anger flashing in the blood red eyes. His voice bringing terror and pain as effectively as any knife.
"Are we having fun yet?"
And there we have my version of Appointment in Samarra. Hope it worked out well for everyone else. Sam and Mira are going to be unconscious for a while...mini comas lol. But the next chapter should be pretty cool. It's going to have...well...just wait and see.