So after a year, I'm back again. I apologise for taking so long! My friend motivated me to upload the rest of what I've got. I'll try and upload as much as possible as quickly as I can!
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"We need to talk about what?" Serena asked confused. Her mind swept over what had come out of her mouth. 'Thank God' was what she had said. Why would they need to talk about that? Then the penny dropped. Castiel had told her he was an angel. And she knew that there were demons.
"There's no easy way to say this, hell I don't know how much of it I believe..." Serena glanced at her uncle.
"Hang on Bobby; I'm putting you on loudspeaker. There's no way Nate would believe me otherwise," She pressed the button and ignored Nate's enquiring gaze. "What are you getting at?"
"Well, we had a look into Dean's resurrection and word is only heaven has the power to grab a soul from downstairs."
"And with Castiel's appearance..."
"Exactly," Bobby agreed. "Thing is, the Raising of the Witnesses was a seal."
"What do you mean a seal?" Nate asked briskly.
"Dean got a visit from Castiel. Apparently Lilith is trying to open a cage and to do that she has to break a number of seals."
"Bobby, just get to the point," Serena replied. Nate pulled up into a supermarket parking lot.
"There are around 600 seals, Lilith only has to break 66 of them."
"And the cage is unlocked," Serena finished for him.
"Question is: what's in the cage?" Nate added.
"Lucifer."
"Excuse me?" Serena said in shock. "When you say Lucifer..."
"Bingo. The Devil, Satan whatever you want to call him." Serena looked out of the window, trying to process what Bobby was telling them. Nate ran a hand over his face, but the gesture was not one of shock. Serena looked at him squarely. He looked as if he had been waiting for this news. She opened her mouth to demand a reason for it, when the street lights around their car started to flicker. She met her uncle's eyes then and they both grabbed their guns.
"Bobby, gonna have to call you back," Serena announced. She ended the call and shoved her cell in her pocket. In unison, she and Nate stepped out of the car and peered into the darkness. Serena moved to the back of the car and walked to the very edge of the ring of light. Nate was at the opposite end doing the same. A voice sounded between them.
"I've been waiting for you to stop." They both spun to face it, ready to shoot. Serena lowered her gun instantly.
"Castiel?" she asked, surprised. She tucked her gun in the back of her jeans. "Did I fall asleep?"
"This is the angel?" Nate added, he lowered his weapon slightly. "Doesn't look very... angelic."
"No, you are very much awake," Castiel stated. "Now you have survived the Witnesses, I can tell you more."
"We know about the Seals and about Lucifer," Nate replied. He sounded tired. It reminded her of his expression in the car. Castiel frowned.
"Bobby called us," Serena explained.
"I see. Then you are ready for your task." The angel stared at them both hard.
"Task? I never agreed to being an errand boy for heaven," Nate snapped. Serena wanted to say the same, but from Castiel's last chat, she knew it was the quickest route to Dean. She settled for glaring at him.
"There are other seals that need to be stopped. We can't cope with covering all of them."
"If you can't handle them, what makes you think we can?" Nate asked pragmatically.
"You are charged with protecting the lesser seals. They are the hardest for Lilith to break, but the easiest for heaven to hold." Serena remained silent. It was a big task, and if she took a step back from her own desires, she could see that it was more important than them.
"We have agents in other places around the world. The task for you is this place. These islands."
"You mean the whole of the United Kingdom?" Serena clarified.
"I do. You will need to search for the seals yourself; we can't spare an informant for you. There will be times when we can, but do not count on it."
"What if we decide to stop helping?" Nate asked.
"There are ways of forcing you," Castiel stated. Serena looked away sadly, when her eyes returned back to Castiel, he wasn't there anymore.
"That explains why they sent you to find me," Nate said slowly. Serena looked at him and frowned.
"Did I miss something?" She asked. She knew why she had to do what Castiel said, but her presence wouldn't force Nate to do anything. He could easily leave it to her.
"I'm not abandoning you twice," Nate stated. "I'm not that heartless. Family comes first. I should have stuck to that back then." Serena stared at him. That's not something she thought would ever come out of his mouth.
The next day Serena found herself in a hotel in Manchester. They had been closer to that city than they had to London, so Nate had decided to set up there for a while. Serena was still in bed, waiting for time to pass a bit more so she could phone Dean. Knowing her luck, she'd call during the few hours he had decided to crash. She rolled her eyes, and dialled his number anyway. It didn't have to be a long call. Now she knew what she was supposed to do, she actually had something to focus on and accomplish. She waited patiently as it rang.
"Serena," Dean's voice answered in a hushed tone.
"Cas visited again," Serena told him. Then she noticed his tone. "Are you in middle of something?"
"Uh, yeah I am. Can I call you back? It's stealth time."
"Sure, be safe." She hung up at the same time as he did and fell back down on the pillows. But she became restless and went to shower in the en suite bathroom. She had no idea what the next couple of weeks or months would be like. She lost herself in thinking about what could happen. Then it hit her, it could take years to stop Lilith from opening Lucifer's cage. She could try to open every one of the 600 seals to free him. To stop all of them could take decades. The rest of Serena's life, depending on how long or short her time was.
"Good. You understand the severity of the situation now." Serena stifled a scream and peered around the shower curtain.
"Castiel? It is NOT alright for you to be in here. You can't just appear when someone's in the shower." Castiel looked back at her with such a confused expression, her annoyance subsided slightly. She turned the shower off. "Turn around." Castiel stood still for a long second and then did as he was told. Serena grabbed the towel hanging next to the shower and quickly wrapped it around herself. She grabbed a second one and wrapped it around her hair. "Fine. Now why are you here?"
"You now understand your duty," Castiel said. "I thought it would take longer. Human's are distracted easily."
"Did you read my mind or something? Anyway, what does it matter, I was still gonna do it."
"Understanding something helps you stay alive longer," Castiel replied. Serena unlocked the bathroom door and stepped through it. The bathroom felt claustrophobic. Her eyes found his again.
"Hang on, I thought you weren't gonna be in a position to keep appearing and giving us advice. Yet here you are."
"I was monitoring your thoughts. In these early stages I can come to you. My time is split between preparing Dean and this line of defence."
"You've seen Dean? I just tried to- hang on preparing him for what?" Castiel ignored the last part.
"I know. He is dealing with Sam Winchester."
"Sam...why?"
"Sam has started down a path that we cannot allow him to continue down."
"Stop talking in riddles. What is Sam doing?"
"The demon Ruby has been teaching him how to use his psychic powers to exorcise demons."
"But Sam doesn't have any powers. And Ruby died when Dean did."
"No she did not," Castiel informed her. "Dean never mentioned Sam's power to you, because he believed that when Azazel was killed, Sam lost them." Serena took a moment to digest that information. Dean had briefly told her about the kids with special powers but hadn't included his brother.
"Wait, so when Dean said he has stealth-ing...he was actually searching for Sam. And Ruby. I knew she wasn't as good as Sam made out. Embracing demon powers. God." She glanced at Castiel and cringed. "Sorry...I'll stop saying that." She wanted to go to them and make it easier to deal with. She could see exactly how Dean would react to it and she could imagine Sam's responses. They needed a mediator. And not a demonic one.
Her earlier positive mood had plummeted.
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