Chapter Twenty-Seven

Ty sat silently on the examining table as the nurse finished wrapping her wrist. She put up a rough struggle when they first got to the hospital. She didn't want to be looked at. All she cared about was Dean. One of the doctors insisted on looking at her though. She hadn't even realized that her hand was throbbing, and that she had a bump on her head.

"You're all finished, sweetie," the nurse said suddenly.

Ty looked at her and nodded her thanks. "What about the man I came in with?"

The nurse shook her head. "I haven't heard anything, but you can go wait with the others."

Ty nodded. Her body was still hurting from her scuffle with Alastair the first time around. Now, it hurt in new places. She watched as the nurse walked out. She was in no hurry to go wait with Sam. Ty got ready to stand when the door opened again. Ty jumped to her feet, thinking that a doctor needed the room. She turned to see Lily sneaking in the door.

"Is Dean ok?" Ty asked with panic tone.

"I don't know," Lily said and shut the door. "I wanted to talk you to alone."

Ty sat back down on the table, looking at her. Lily walked around the room and sat down heavily in a chair in the corner. She had a worried look on her face. It was the same look that she had had in the warehouse.

"What's going on Lily?" Ty asked as she stared at the white gauze around her wrist and hand.

Lily looked up. Her mind still burned with the image of Sam's bloody lips and face. She knew that she should tell all of them in one place. She even thought that perhaps she should confront Sam herself.

"Did you see what Sam did tonight?" Lily asked, looking up at Ty.

Ty nodded. "How did you two find us?"

"I used my runes," Lily explained. "Sam used Ruby. That's what I wanted to talk to you about."

Ty rolled her eyes. She was not in the mood for another talk about Ruby and Sam. It was topic that had gone stale a long time ago. She knew that Ruby was trouble, but Sam didn't want to hear or see it.

"Lily, Dean and I have screamed at Sam about that whore. He doesn't want to listen."

"That's not it," Lily said sharply. "I know how Sam is getting so strong, so fast."

Ty looked up. She locked eyes with Lily. She knew Lily would never lie to her about this. Lily nodded slowly. She wasn't ready to tell her everything, but now was as good as time as any. Lily took a deep breath and looked at Ty.

"He's drinking demon blood," Lily said simply and to the point.

Ty felt her jaw go slack. "He's what?"

Lily shook her head. She knew that this was going to sound crazy, but she thought Ty would understand. She nodded her head to assure Ty of what she had just said.

"That's impossible, Lily," Ty finally said, but her voice didn't sound like she actually believe the words.

"I saw him do it."

"When? Where? Whose blood?" Ty had a thousand questions. This was almost too much to comprehend.

"Whose blood do you think?"

Ty got to her feet. She reached for the door handle when Lily pulled her back. Ty spun around and smashed her into the wall. Ty wanted to end this. She stared into Lily eyes. There was fear there. Not fear of Ty but of what was happening around them. Ty released her and took a step back.

"We can't confront him yet," Lily said. "Not with Dean like this."

Ty took a deep breath. She thought of Dean. She had almost forgotten why they were even there. However, she was still angry with Sam. How could be so stupid? He already had demon blood in him. All this would do was make it worse. Ty opened the door calmly.

"Let's go check on Dean," she said when Lily gave her a skeptical look.

"What about Sam?"

Ty looked at her. She didn't really know what she was going to do about Sam. She sighed loudly. She wanted to hit something more than anything. Sam was endangering everyone, and most likely, he didn't care. Her mind went back to Dean. He needed her now more than ever. She was certain that Alastair told him about his place in all this.

"We'll deal with Sam when the time is right," Ty said and disappeared from the room.

Ty walked down the hall toward Dean's room. She noticed Sam standing in the hall close by. He seemed nervous and agitated about something. Ty stopped and leaned against the wall.

"Have they said anything about Dean?" Ty asked.

Sam looked up at her. He started to say something cold and cruel when he noticed Lily walk up. He quickly shook his head and backed up against the wall. A silence fell between all of them. Lily sat down on the floor as she watched the two of them. They were most likely going to fight, but not while they knew nothing about Dean.

"They are still with him," Sam said. "They think his heart might have stopped."

Ty closed her eyes. She said a silent prayer that no real damage had been done. She remembered seeing his crumpled form lying on the floor. She should have done something faster. She glanced at Sam. He didn't seem as upset as she thought he would. His hands were shaking a little. It could be from anger, but she doubted it.

"You want some coffee, Sam?" Ty asked, testing him.

Sam jumped at hearing his name. He looked at Lily first then at Ty. Ty watched as his body tightened; he was nervous around both of them. She would deal with later. All she could think about at the moment was Dean. She looked at Lily, who shook her head to answer the question about coffee. Ty nodded and disappeared down the hall.

Ty truly hated hospital coffee or brown water she had started calling it. She took a long sip and wanted to gag. She leaned against the wall, thinking. So much had happened in the span of only a few hours. She should have learned that things could change all in matter of seconds in this job. She started to take another sip when Castiel suddenly appeared. Ty almost jumped out of skin.

"God, will you learn to not sneak up on people," Ty snapped.

Castiel looked at little ashamed. "I'm sorry."

"What do you want?"

"I need your help."

Ty glared at him. When he needed her help, something bad usually happened, and she usually ended up bleeding. She looked back at the coffee. Almost anything would be better than drinking that crap she held.

"With what?" Ty finally asked.

"I think I know who broke the trap."

Ty looked at him. The coffee smashed to the floor as her hand reached for something inside her coat. "A demon?"

Castiel shook his head. "Take my hand."

Ty looked down at the outstretched hand. She thought of Dean. He could wake up at any time. She should be there with him. But this was more important. She wanted to know who had put Dean in this situation. She reached out and touched his cold skin. She closed her eyes as there was a sudden, tight pull on her whole body. She opened them to find that she was standing in the middle of the warehouse again. The devil's trap stood right next to her.

"Why are we here?" Ty asked.

Castiel looked at her. "I need your help."

"Look, whatever did this."

Ty stopped in mid-sentence. Her eyes were on the floor but not just the floor. They were on the broken part of the devil's trap. Her fingers traced across the floor. The floor was cold against her fingers. She could see a slight stain in the floor, but the line was still broken. She touched the floor again when a cold drop of water hit her hand. She glanced up, noticing a leak pipe.

"You have got to be kidding me," she growled. "You put a devil's trap under a leaky pipe? Are you stupid!"

Castiel looked at her. He turned his head to the pipe. When he painted that floor, there had been no water in that pipe. He slowly twisted his wrist, and the small valve turned. Ty felt sick at her stomach. No demon would have been strong or willing enough to enter that room and tangle with the angels.

"Who did this?" Ty asked.

There was a sudden flap of wings. Ty scrambled to her feet and quickly slid behind a column. She looked up in time to see Uriel enter the room. She gave Castiel a funny look, and he motioned for her to stay hid. Ty slid back into the darkness of the spot. She knew if Uriel saw here there would be more than Hell to pay.

"You wanted to see me, Castiel," Uriel said in a strange tone.

"Isn't it strange how fast the work of angels can be undone by something as simple as a leaky pipe." Castiel answered him as he moved closer to Uriel.

Ty slid closer to the edge of her hiding spot to hear what Uriel had to say. He didn't really say much. Ty watched his movements, and he seemed more relaxed than Castiel. Ty felt her fingers instinctively grip the handle of her knife. Something wasn't right; she could feel it in the air.

"Angels are supposed to be the true agents of fate," Castiel said.

Uriel shook his head. "I guess Alastair was stronger than we thought."

Ty watched him. She felt her stomach turn. It was the way he said that. She had used the same devil's trap on many demons. A few had attempted to break it, but they never succeeded. It was true that most of them were nothing more than black-eyed, low power demons. However, a devil's trap rendered a demon, any demon, powerless. Alastair could not have turned that pipe.

"There is no way that Alastair broke that trap," Castiel admitted. "I made it myself."

Uriel kept looking around the room. It was as if he could sense that they were not alone. Ty adjusted her body in the hiding place as his eyes scanned closer to her. If she wasn't careful, he would see her. She pushed herself back in the dark as he turned back to Castiel.

"Alastair never should have been taken alive," Uriel said softly. "He should have been killed, but since he wasn't I thought that he could kill Dean Winchester."

Ty moved suddenly. She no longer cared what would happen. Uriel spun around and looked at her. He had that same sinister smile that Ty hated. She started to back away when Uriel held up his hands.

"Don't go anywhere, Ty," he said with a tone that meant he was not surprised she was even there. "You need to hear this too."

Ty looked at Castiel. He had a look of fear etched more in eyes than his face. He moved around Uriel as Ty stood still. She wanted to know what was really going on. She watched as Uriel moved closer to her. She thought of taking at step back, but she always stood strong when Uriel thought of touching her.

"Did you do this?" Castiel asked suddenly.

Uriel nodded slowly. Ty felt her hand slip from the knife handle. She felt sick on the inside. An angel was killing his own kind. She looked at Cas, who seemed to be thinking the same thing that she was.

"Why?" Castiel said suddenly.

"Because the only thing that can kill an angel is another angel."

There was a sudden clank of steel. Ty didn't even look at him. Her eyes were fixed on the sword that he held. The blade was pointed down the entire width. It looked more like a lance that a sword. To the untrained eye, it looked silver, but Ty could see something sparking through the blade. It was fire. She knew that sword.

"Why did you kill member of our garrison?" Castiel asked with more of an edge in his voice.

"I only killed the ones that said no to helping me free our brother, Lucifer," Uriel explained.

Ty suddenly gripped her knife again. "Does that include David? I know where you got that sword."