Sadie was unusually quiet as the last of the preperations were made. She knew what was going to happen soon, and she'd grown pensive as she thought about Dean.
When Bobby announced the fourty-five minute marker, Sadie stood up. "I'll be back in a minute," she whispered to Sam. Her throat was better and her voice was almost 100 percent by now, but she didn't want everybody to know she was leaving the room, even for a few minutes. If someone caught wind of her leaving, they might all start to think she was trying to jump the gun and get started on her own too early.
"Sadie?!" Sam said quickly, but he was too late. She'd already slipped out of the room, unseen by almost everyone.
Sadie walked around to the backsdie of the motel, away from the door to the room they were in, away from the windows they could see out of, away from all of it. She played with the small necklace that hung around her neck. It wasn't much. A trinket, really. But it had been a gift from Dean, in London, before she'd left him without a word. The small charm that hung from it was supposed to ward off evil spirits. Interesting thought, huh? A half demon wearing a charm to ward away evil? Well, she had no problem wearing it. The human side of her wanted - no, craved - complete humanity. The demon side of her lusted total domination. She'd been able to surpress the demonic side of herself for a long time without his little charm, but even moreso after it. She knew that as long as she kept that close to her heart, she'd always remember what she was fighting for. Of course, just days after he'd given her the charm, she'd found out she was pregnant and had immediately left London.
Sadie stopped in the small grassy area behind the motel. She fell down to her knees and tears filled her eyes as she looked up at the bright sky. The fight was scheduled to start at three o'clock sharp - God's hour, right? If demons even really had a weak point of the day, that was it.
Sadie held her gaze upwards as long as she could stand it before finally closing her eyes and seeing nothing but the bright red of the blood in her eyelids.
"I don't know if you're up there or not," she started. "And I don't know if you can even hear me, considering..." Considering who and what I once was, and maybe still am... "But if you can, please, I'm begging you, for the sake of my son, the innocent one here, please, God. Make this work."
Sadie sat where she was, not moving, just sitting. She wasn't expecting some loud booming voice to come down out of the sky and give her great words of wisdom, but some sort of acknowledgement from the big guy - if He actually existed at all - would be a good thing right now.
As Sadie sat there, her eyes closed, she felt something stir around her. She opened her eyes just as a drop of water hit her arm. She blinked at the drop, unsure of what exactly she was seeing. In seconds, another drop landed on her arm right beside the first.
Sadie looked up quickly, but the perfect sky hadn't changed. Not a cloud anywhere. Still, as she sat there, rain began to fall. Real, honest to God RAIN. It was soft, gentle, warm, and it was thick. Not a heavy rain like one would see in a big thunder storm. It was just thick! That was the only word Sadie could think to describe it. It was like the air had become so dense that it literally couldn't hold another molecule without becoming a solid body of water suspended in the air.
Sadie stood up and looked up at the sky. She was already soaked clean through, but it didn't matter to her. Call her crazy, but she knew what this sudden and inexplicable "rain" meant. He was listening. Yes, HE.
Sadie shivered, not from the air around because it was warm, but from an internal chill that ran down her spine and left tingles all over her body. Well, this was definitely a week of firsts. First the vision, or whatever it was, out in the cornfield, now this.
Sadie ran her hands through her wet hair, pushing it back and out of her face when she heard a familiar voice calling her name. "Sadie! Come on! We're leaving!"
Sadie turned to see Sam, soaked to the bone as she was, standing at the corner of the building motioning for her to join him. Sadie took a deep breath of the fresh rain air and ran to where Sam waited.
"You okay?" he asked once she was beside him.
Sadie turned to look at him as they approached the Impala. "I'm fine," she said with a slight smile. "This is going to work, Sam. We're going to get him back."