Fifty-Two
Samuel was sitting in his office preparing for their next hunt when his grandsons arrived. He looked up searching for Lily but she wasn't there, it wasn't that he was playing favourites with his grandchildren it was just that he wanted to spend a little time with her.
Lily reminded him so much of Mary.
"Come right on in," Samuel told the boys.
Dean shut the door behind him.
Ok so it was serious.
"Need to ask you a few questions," Dean replied.
"What's wrong?" he paused, looking at Sam. Samuel sat the book he was holding down on the desk and waited.
"The day you got back, what happened?" Dean questioned.
"We've been over this," Samuel answered.
"Well recap it for our wingmen," Dean told him as Castiel and Lily both appeared in the room.
Samuel stared at the two angels. He nodded at Lily but stared at Castiel. "So you're Castiel? You didn't introduce yourself the other day when you were here. I would have been more welcoming to the man that married my granddaughter, though you're scrawnier than I pictured."
"This is just a vessel," Castiel replied. "My true form is approximately the size of your Chrysler building."
"All right, all right," Dean sighed. "Quit bragging. So you were dead and-"
"And pow, I was on Elton Ridge, don't know how, don't know why. I got nothing to hide guys."
"Well do you mind if Cass here double checks?" Dean asked.
Samuel looked at him as the angel walked towards him. Before he could ask, Castiel buried his hand straight into Samuel's chest causing him to scream in pain.
The door behind them slammed open revealing Christian Campbell standing there armed and ready. "What the hell?" he growled when he saw Castiel pull his hand from Samuel's chest.
"Angel cavity search," Dean answered.
"I wish you wouldn't refer to it as that," Lily grumbled.
Samuel looked at Christian, clutching is chest, and nodded. "I'm fine," he breathed. "Give us a minute."
"But-" Christian objected.
Lily kicked the door shut in his face with the heel of her boot.
"What the hell was that?" Samuel asked, breathing heavily.
"His soul is intact," Castiel told them.
"What?" Samuel frowned. "Of course I have a-what's going on Sam?"
Sam folded his arms defensively. "Whatever dragged me out, left a piece behind."
Samuel groaned.
"Did you know?" Sam asked him.
"No," Samuel answered. "But I knew it was something. You're a hell of a hunter, Sam, but the truth is, sometimes you scare me. So, what's the deal here? How do we fix this? How do we get his soul back?"
"We don't know yet," Dean confessed. "But we have to."
"Well I'm here to help," Samuel smiled. "What leads you working on?"
"A bunch of dead ends," Sam told him. "And you."
"What about Lily?" Samuel asked them. "Can't you do that hand thing on her?"
Lily blushed. "Ah-it-um-has a different effect on me. "
"Can't you try?" Samuel asked Castiel.
"Only with her permission," he answered.
Lily sighed. She sat down on the edge of the desk and pulled her jacket off. "Fine. Just be gentle."
Castiel raised his hand and paused before he placed his hand on her chest.
"She is starting to royally piss me off," Michael growled as he marched down the hallway with the curved knife in his hand.
"Well you shouldn't have let her go," Lucifer laughed. "Personally I like when she's running. Makes it more challenging."
Lily stuck her head out from behind the corner and all here of them froze when they saw each other. She swore and spun around, taking off at a run towards the stairs.
When she got to the end of the hallway, Lily grabbed the banister and launched her body straight over the edge, knowing there was no way the cage would allow her to kill herself in a jump like that.
She landed on the ground awkwardly, almost falling over as she stumbled into a run. When she got her legs back, Lily continued running down the hallway until she came the front of the castle-cage-that she hadn't been able to find since she arrived.
Lily slammed her fists on the doors and they flashed red with fire. She swore and took off to the left looking for some place to hide hearing Lucifer and Michael behind her.
"So you found the door," Lucifer called out. "You know I found the way out years ago but the only way to get out is to break the seals which sadly can't be done. You're stuck her Lily…with me and dear Michael."
"Go fuck yourself Lucifer!" Lily snapped as she ran towards a red door hidden at the side of the hall.
"Language," Lucifer smirked, reaching out and grabbing a fist full of her hair.
Lily screamed, Lucifer pulled her back straight into him and Michael.
"Keep her away from the room," Michael ordered. "I'll go deal with it, you sort her out."
"Giving me orders again Michael?" Lucifer growled.
"Just do it!" he snapped, storming away.
Lucifer kicked Lily in the back of the knee, knocking her to the ground so it was easier to drag her. "You know Michael doesn't like it when you run," he smirked.
She pulled against him but Lucifer held his grip.
"For me it's like hunting a wounded dear, it's more fun when they scream," Lucifer smirked.
Castiel pulled his hand out of her chest and stared at her, breathing heavy with a slight layer of sweat on his face. He placed his hands on either side of her face and leant in to kiss her. "You are amazing you know that?" he whispered.
"What did you find?" the three men asked him.
"There was a room in the cage that she was not allowed to go into," Castiel answered. "But other than that I dare not dive in any further in case I cause further damage." He kissed her gently on the lips and looked back at Sam and Dean. "I have to go back."
"You're leaving?" Dean asked, angry.
"I am in the middle of a civil war," Castiel answered with a growl.
"You better tear the attic up, find something to help Sam," Dean told him.
"Of course," Castiel frowned. "Your problems always come first. I'll be in touch." He looked back at Lily and kissed her again before he vanished.
Samuel breathed in. "Would've asked him to stick around for a beer. I'd like to have got to know the man who married my granddaughter."
"He's busy," Lily told him.
"So what's with the book club outside?" Dean inquired.
"Putting together a hunt," Samuel answered.
"That's a lot of guys for one hunt," Dean noted.
"You found him didn't you?" Sam asked.
"Found who?" Dean and Lily asked him.
"He's got a lead on the alpha vamp," Sam told them.
"Maybe," Samuel laughed.
"How'd you track me down?"
"We're good," Samuel answered, a smirk on his face.
"That's all I get? We're good?" Dean scowled.
"When's the run?" Sam asked.
"Dawn," Samuel replied in one word.
"You didn't call me," Sam frowned. "Why?"
"Cause of me," Dean answered. "You don't trust me very much, do you? Especially when it comes to big game like this."
"That's not true," Samuel objected.
"Well if you do trust him, we're in," Lily offered.
Sam and Dean starred at her.
"No offense but-" Samuel started.
"So you don't trust me," Dean nodded.
"No, I just don't know you," Samuel objected. "Not like I know Sam. You and Lily are a different kettle of fish."
"All right," Dean shrugged. "You call the plays, one hundred percent. We're both here to listen."
Samuel laughed. "Since when?"
"Big daddy bloodsucker?" Dean smiled. "I ain't gonna miss that. But this is your deal. Lily and I will follow your lead."
Lily raised an eyebrow. "We will? Dean this is an alpha vamp-I ain't-"
"Shut up Lily," Dean whispered, elbowing her.
Lily looked at Samuel with a smile. "Yup, sure thing grandpa," she grinned.
