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Chapter Twenty-Five: The Blame Game

The hospital was quiet. Sam was sitting next to Dean's bed thinking about everything that had occurred in the last few hours. Gemma was nowhere to be found. Her phone had been disconnected and Bobby supposedly didn't have her new number. Sam shook his head and looked at his brother.

"Where is he?" The younger hunter barely heard the voice but he sighed and made his way out of the room. Gemma had been found and she was sporting a couple of nasty bruises. Castiel was a few steps behind her and they were making their way towards the hospital room.

"Gemma he's sleeping." The angel said grabbing her arm and pulling her back.

"Miracle now." Sam said harshly bringing the attention to himself.

"I can't." The angel responded.

"Can't and won't are two different things Cassie." Gemma mumbled poking her head around the corner. "What the fucking hell happened?"

"Somebody couldn't keep a simple Devil's Trap together." Sam said casually.

"So this is your fault?" The young woman turned on the emotionless angel.

"It shouldn't have broken. I placed it myself…there's no way that Alastair could've broken free of it!"

"It was all for nothing too. Demons aren't killing angels, from what I gathered they don't even know how." Sam said looking back towards Dean's room.

"Demons lie." Castiel stated.

"Alastair wasn't."

"Where is Alastair?" Gemma asked softly.

"Why?" The other two in her company questioned.

"Because I'm going to kill him…I'm going to rip his pathetic excuse for a mutated soul to shreds and then I'm going to piece him back together and start all over again."

"You're too late…he's dead." Sam murmured.

"Well at least you did something right Castiel." She spat. "You told me that this wasn't going to happen…you told me that you would keep me informed and it was all a bunch of horse shit."

"I couldn't find you."

"How hard did you try?"

Sam knew something had happened since they'd sent the girls to Bobby's for a little hunting 101 and now he was beginning to see that whatever it was had to do with Dean's guardian angel and Gemma.

"I'm going to count to five and if Dean isn't up and about by then I swear to God the apocalypse is going to be the least of Heaven's problems." Sam had just noticed that Gemma had dyed her hair. It was redder and it suited her.

"I told you I can't."

"Where's Emily?" Gemma asked Sam.

"Room 208." The man answered.

"Great she's been wounded too?" Her voice dripped with disdain and the death glare she gave Castiel would've made Lilith jealous. "I jacked a fucking police cruiser to get here. I had to weasel my way out of two speeding tickets and ice a demon wearing a police officer to get here and you couldn't hold Uriel off for a few more hours? Having Dean, torture is what started this whole mess Cass or have forgotten that? Now if you think really fucking hard I'm sure you won't need to go seek revelation to figure out what can kill an angel. Demons can't obviously or you'd be burying people left and right. Humans can't for the obvious reasons…so let's think back to a time where angels were dying and think about who in God's forsaken name was doing the killing?"

She stormed off down the hall leaving both angel and hunter speechless.

"Hell hath no fury…" Sam said looking at his shoes.

"Are human women all like Gemma?" Castiel asked seriously.

"Thank God no. The apocalypse would be the last of your worries if every woman was like her."

"It makes sense though…she's a guardian they are known for their volatile tempers." Sam smirked and chuckled lightly. "I was not meaning to be funny."

"Gemma's temper has only gotten worse. Ruby said-"

"You can't trust anything Ruby says in regards to any guardian especially Gemma and Emily." Castiel said stiffly. "Not even we angels know the extent of a guardian's power. They are created for one purpose and one purpose alone."

"And that is what?"

"Guardians were made to keep Hell in check so that my father and my brothers and sisters could spend our time doing more important things." The angel started to turn and walk away. "Dean will be fine...Emily will make sure of it."

Gemma strolled on into room 208 to find that Emily was reading a magazine.

"About time you showed your face." Emily said not looking up from her reading. "Dean is down the hall and to the left."

"Why did you go with them?" Her friend asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Emily said turning the page.

"Listen we aren't in high school anymore so get the apocalyptic sized bug out of your ass and answer me." The redhead sat down at the foot of her friend's bed.

"Uriel threatened Sam. I didn't have a choice in whether or not I wanted to go." The darker haired girl said lightly. "They know our weaknesses Gem. They aren't afraid to use them."

"They wouldn't have harmed Sam. Castiel would've stopped it before it got that far."

"Do you really believe that? Castiel didn't open his mouth until Uriel was about to plunge a knife into my neck! If Dean hadn't been there watching I honestly believe that Castiel would've let me die." Emily shook her head and looked towards the window.

"You should've followed your orders then and none of that would've happened." Green eyes met brown and the tension increased.

"I'm not a soldier Gemma! Neither are you!" The younger of the two shouted. "What happened to the Gemma that would've told the angels fuck off? What happened to girl that had a solution to every situation imaginable including the apocalypse scenario we've found ourselves in? What happened to the Gemma that I became friends with?"

"Reality kicked in." She answered. Emily shook her head and set the magazine to the side.

"You mom called me about an hour ago. Your annual family reunion is coming up and she'd be delighted if you could make an appearance however brief." The dark haired girl pulled a piece of paper from the table next to the bed and handed it to her friend.

"I'll call her and tell her I'll be there." Gemma read over the information on the scrap of paper and smiled.

"It's not safe to go home yet."

"I know it's not, which is why we're all going. Safety in numbers, right?" The redhead winked at the other girl and smiled.

"Zachariah and Castiel won't allow it."

"Well Zachariah and Castiel are just going to have to deal with it then won't they? Besides my mom got the insurance money from the truck company of the guy that hit us."

"You have a car Gem. Bobby's loaning it to you." Emily reminded her.

"Yeah well…I'm not a Chevy girl…I need my Ford Emily…I need another Stang."

"What do you have in mind?" The girl on the bed pulled off the covers and reached for her jeans.

"2010 Premium GT coupe, 315-hp, V8 engine, glass top, heated seats, onboard navigation system, red interior, high intensity headlights and to top it all off its black with nineteen inch aluminum wheels." Gemma said with a dreamy look on her face.

"How much?" Emily's next question sobered her friend.

"Forty-five thousand but hey I did grand-theft auto today on a police cruiser so maybe…"

"Gemma Penelope Schuster, you are not stealing a forty-five thousand dollar car!" Emily declared. She pulled her top over her head and grabbed her shoes.

"Yes mother." Gemma said darkly.

"Now let's go see Dean…he was pretty banged up when we brought him in." The other girl said grabbing Gemma by the hand.

NEXT ON FOR THE LOVE OF A HUNTER…

Sex in a hospital bed? Will Dean confess his feelings to Gemma? Dean's emotional moment with Cass and answers straight from Gemma's mouth! Tune in for Chapter Twenty-Six IF I TOLD YOU I LOVE YOU!