Thirty-Seven
Sam and Dean were in the study searching through Bobby's endless stack of research books when they heard a huge crash in the kitchen. They jumped up and grabbed for their guns.
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING WITH THAT KID!" Bobby yelled. Bobby had gone into the kitchen to get himself a beer.
When they got to the kitchen, Lily was standing there with a little kid with black hair clutching her leg for dear life. She had been in a fight recently judging by the blood on her clothes and the bloody kid hanging off her leg. She had her arm wrapped around the kid and had a box in her other hand.
"You people need to use the front door like everyone else!" Bobby growled.
"Sorry Bobby," Lily frowned. She sat the box on the table and knelt down to the boy, "you never told me your name kiddo."
"Are the monsters gone?" he asked her in a trembling voice.
She nodded. "The monsters are gone. I promise you. I'm Lily."
"Tommy," he answered. "I'm Tommy."
"How old are you Tommy?" Lily asked.
"Ten," he whispered. "My mum and dad are dead aren't they? Will you be my mummy now?"
"Sorry," Lily apologized. "I can't be your mum." She looked over at Sam who was throwing her the death glares then back to the boy. "I just didn't want you to have to stay there."
"What's in the box?" Dean questioned when he put his gun away. He opened it and froze when he saw the Colt. "Holy shit! How the hell did you get the Colt?"
Sam peaked over Dean's shoulder. "The Colt!"
Lily stood up. "I'm gonna drop the kid off at a hospital."
"Hold it!" Dean frowned. "How did you get the Colt?"
"A man gave it to her," Tommy answered. "He was a bad man. Like the grown-ups that hurt my family."
Sam looked Lily over. "Where did you get the Colt?"
"What's it matter?" she snapped. "You've got the Colt and a way to gank Lucifer, Bobby can walk again so who cares if I've been feeding again?"
Bobby frowned. "I can what now?"
"You can walk if you try," Lily told him. She stood up, "come on Tommy, I'll take you to the hospital, get you checked out."
Bobby paused before he placed his hands on the side of the wheelchair and force himself to get out of the chair. The three Winchesters watched as Bobby forced himself to walk.
"See," Lily laughed with a cocky smile. "Don't need the chair anymore, Bobby."
Bobby laughed. "How on Earth did you do it?"
"Magic," Lily smiled.
Sam stared at her. "Where did you get the Colt, Lily?"
"It doesn't matter," she frowned. "All it matters is that you have the Colt now and a shot at taking down Lucifer."
"Where did you get the Colt, Lily?" Bobby asked.
Lily ignored him. "Can't you people just say thank you?" she asked. "Or is that too much to ask for someone who is no better than Azazel?"
"Sam didn't mean it," Dean argued.
Lily laughed. "Yes he did. I thought I was doing the right thing when I manipulated Dean into taking you to look for dad," she told Sam. "I thought that if you didn't find out Azazel had killed Jess then maybe, just maybe, you'd grieve a little but you'd move on, become a lawyer, find someone else and you'd get that two point five children Hunters don't get."
Sam stared at her. "Have you been feeding again?" he asked her.
"No!" she lied. "But what the hell do you care Sam?"
"Because I'm not going to let you go down the same path I did!" Sam argued. "I should have listened to you and Dean when I was drinking the blood but I didn't and look what happened: I set Lucifer free."
"I'm not feeding again!" Lily snapped. "And do you mind not talking about this in front of Tommy? I need to get him checked out."
"You're coming back!" Dean snapped. "Or so help me I will have Cass summon your ass and make you spit out the truth."
Lily breathed deeply. "Ok," she smiled nervously.
Sam waited until Lily was gone before her turned to Dean. "Why did you let her go?"
"Cass!" Dean yelled.
The angel appeared beside Dean, not needing a second summons. "This had better be important, I was in the middle of something," Castiel frowned.
Dean pushed the wooden box over to him. "Where did this come from?"
Castiel observed the box with a frown. "I was under the impression that Crowley had the Colt. How did you get this?"
"Lily," Dean replied. He crossed his arms. "Lily brought it to us, won't tell us where she got it, and now Bobby's walking around."
Castiel glanced over at Bobby. "Well, that is something interesting. I was unable to heal you as I did not have enough power…" He paused.
"Cass?" Sam frowned.
"There is talk for Crowley moving in for the position of the King of Hell when you send Lucifer back to the cage," Castiel told them all.
"Lily had a kid with her that said a bad man gave the Colt to her," Bobby added.
"We think she's feeding again," Dean frowned.
He shook his head. "No…why would she do that?"
"Lily knew that Jess was going to be killed by Azazel and she didn't do anything to help," Dean informed him. "She and Sam had a fight. We need to know what's going on before we lose her. She doesn't even know we have a brother who's dead."
Castiel was silent.
"Cass?" Dean frowned.
"Lily will sense something if I call her," Castiel replied. "And she will know something's up if any of you call her. We need Gabriel."
"No!" Dean and Sam yelled.
Castiel paused. "Lily and Gabriel were close. Very close. She'll trust him."
"Fine!" Dean groaned. He slumped down in the chair at the kitchen table. "I can't lose her Cass. Sam and Lily are all I have left of mum and dad."
"And you think I can?" Castiel frowned. "Lily and I are bonded. My love for her will last long after you're gone and the world is nothing but dust. Do you still have that holy oil?" he asked, changing the subject.
Dean nodded. "Yes."
"Go get it," Castiel instructed. "We'll do it in the panic room."
Dean got up and went outside to the impala.
Castiel stood back leaving the middle of the kitchen empty. "Rah ah gah ee oh es," he started chanting. "Vee nu nohno kee ah she peh the poh ah ma lah deh zod."
Nothing.
Sam raised an eyebrow. "Was that meant to do anything?"
Dean came back in with the jar of the holy oil. "Bobby you wanna come and help me move everything out of the panic room?"
Bobby hesitated.
"What?" Dean frowned.
"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Bobby asked. "I mean I love Lily like she's my own daughter but setting her up like this…girl can hold a grudge."
"We have to be together on this," Dean assured him. "We have to be together on this so we can kill Lucifer."
"Still doesn't mean I have to like it," Bobby growled.
"Hiya Sammy!" came the annoyingly whimsical tone of their least favorite archangel. "How's the research going?" Gabriel grinned as he stuck his head into the fridge looking for something.
"Get out of that!" Bobby snapped, slamming the fridge door on him. "You angels have been popping in and out of my house like you own it."
Gabriel grinned. He strode over to Castiel and messed up his hair with a grin. "How are you Cassie? Married life treating you good?"
"I haven't seen Lily since we returned from 1978," Castiel replied bluntly. "I've called you here because I need you to summon her."
Gabriel raised an eyebrow. "Now why would I do that?" he asked.
"Because she's been feeding on demons again and got the Colt from Crowley but won't tell us," Dean snapped.
Gabriel smirked. "Ah yes. Ariel the Malevolent. The Lion of God. Quite the hunger that one. If you want to clean her up you're going to need one hell of a supernatural methadone program." He picked up the Colt, "smells like a demon."
"Which is why we want you to summon Lily," Dean informed him. "Lily will trust you, us she might not come back."
Gabriel crossed his arms. "And what makes you think that Lily will want to come and see me?" he asked him. "She could read my mind just as much as she can read yours."
"But she won't because she trusts you," Castiel replied.
Gabriel sighed. "Ok."