AN: Hey there Reader! So glad to see you back for another chapter, which without further ado...
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Castiel waits outside Lilly's room, leaning against the wall opposite her door. It had been weird corresponding with the old one, but he was grateful for it. He had not been expecting the heretic to be so forthcoming about one of his charges. It had been a risk on his own part, making this accord with Thoth after Zachariah's test, but it had clearly been worth it. He still wasn't sure on all the details, but he knew that Mae was in shock after learning she was Fae. He'd never met an Arcadian himself but his siblings had spoken of them before. It fit; it explained why she smelled of the earth. He just didn't know they were still coming to Earth. Angels had been barred from going over to Arcadia many ages ago. He knew how much it had bothered Elizabeth to not know what she was, and it had been difficult for him to admit he hadn't known. She always seemed to ask the hardest questions.
Castiel pushes off the wall to stand outside the door frame of Lilly's room, when he feels Mae's return. The pulse of her distinct energy was much more powerful than he'd ever felt it before. "Elizabeth." He calls out after a moment to adjust to the new thrum of energy. He frowns when he see she makes no indication of having heard him. "Elizabeth, I can not enter into Lilly's room. Please come here." He tells her again.
Mae looks around the room in confusion. How had she gotten in Lilly's room? Where was Lilly? She tilts her head at the sound of Castiel's voice. He sounded far away and worried. She should say something. But where was Lilly?
"Elizabeth, I am worried about you. Please come here." Castiel states again with a frown as he watches her look around the room in confusion; her movements sluggish.
Mae turns her head and sees him standing at the door. "Cass?"
Castiel lets out a sigh of relief. "Yes. Please come to the door Elizabeth." He instructs her firmly. She was in shock, he reminded himself. This wasn't abnormal for a human in shock. He just wasn't sure how long he could take standing useless in the doorway without being able to help her. He had thought Lilly would have been here to help guide her out of the angel proof room. This was proving to be a test of his patience, which he had been sure he had more of.
Mae stands and slowly, as if moving through quicksand, walks over to Castiel. She stops in front of him, her eyes staring through his chest. Lilly had been alright with her being Fae. Would everyone else?
"Elizabeth." Castiel sighs as he puts one hand to her shoulder, the other coming up to her temple. This would be easier with the whole story. He closes his eyes for a moment as the two of them stand there. After a moment he opens his eyes and looks down at her. "Elizabeth. If anyone has problems with you being a Fae, I will intervene." Castiel assures the girl softly as he looks down at her with a grave expression on his face. "I already knew you were more than human. It did not bother me before knowing, it does not bother me now."
Mae blinks and looks up into Castiel's eyes, truly noticing the depths of the blue for the very first time. It felt odd that little details kept drawing her attention when all she wanted to do was listen to him.
"I do not believe your family will feel much differently." Castiel adds, hoping some reassurance would pull her from the trance she was stuck in. "But I will deal with them if they do." He promises her.
"I don't understand." Mae shakes her head slowly. Her mother's stories were make believe. Just stories. Bedtime stories. "How am I fae? It's not real."
"Arcadians are very real." Castiel states. "They just don't often come to my father's world anymore." He tells her. "As for how you are fae, I believe one of your parents was from Arcadia and decided to procreate with your human parent."
"My mom. She use to tell me stories. About Arcadia. And magic."
Castiel nods his head in understanding. "Well your mother, who was from Arcadia, procreated with your father who was one of my father's children. You were conceived, carried to term and then birthed. That is how you are half fae."
Mae tilts her head to the side. She wanted to smile at his explanation. It was simple. To the point. She simply was. "I guess so." She brings her arms up and wraps them around herself. She felt cold.
Castiel studies Mae for a moment as he struggles with himself. He was at a loss. He could just erase what had gotten her in this state, or he could bring her to Bobby who would be better equipped in dealing with this situation. After a moment he comes to a decision; the two of them appear in Bobby's living room.
"What the fuck? Knocking Cass. Use the damn doors." Bobby shouts at the sound of wings being flapped, before he looks up and notices Mae. "What happened?" He demands, instantly standing up.
The room spins around Mae violently as she's hit hard with a case of vertigo. She automatically pushes away from Castiel before her legs buckle under her. She falls to her knees as she turns in time to vomit on the floor; rather than on her clothes or all over the angel. Her arms shakily supporting her so she wouldn't lose balance and fall into it.
Castiel and Bobby watch her in concern, noting the paleness of her skin as she got violently ill.
Bobby quickly steps forward to pull the hair out of her face as he kneels next to her and rubs her back. What the hell had happened? He quickly ducks his head to check for a nose bleed, sighing with relief when her face was free of any blood, until he noticed the sweat beading on her forehead from what he could only imagine was pain of exertion. He turns to Castiel with concern. "What the fuck happened?" He demands.
"She is in shock. While she was with the old one, she discovered she was half fae. She is not taking it well." Castiel quickly explains.
Bobby looks between Castiel and Mae. "I think she's takin' it pretty damn well, considerin." He gruffs as he takes a moment to process that. His hand still making comforting circles on her back. So Mae was fae. He was adding that to the list of things he didn't know had existed til this year. Fae. Mae was half fae. Why the fuck not?
He looked down at the girl currently dry heaving up the last of her lunch. She didn't look like a fairytale. Were there more than one type? Was it because she was only half? He didn't need to question who she got it from; he knew exactly which one of her parents was a damn fae. River. Well that explained how he had ended up babysitting so often. He always thought it was odd when he had ended up with the two normal nine years old girls in his house full of weapons and traps everywhere.
"Thoth believes she is an elemental. A Sylph." Castiel continues to explain, not sure if the added information would be useful or not but figuring Bobby would like to know either way. "She is concerned that you, and the rest of her family will reject her." He adds. "I have taken the liberty to tell her that you won't."
Bobby looks up at the threat in the angel's tone. "Right." He nods wisely. Fuckin' overly protective angels. Like he needed the threat. He had helped raised the damn gidjit. It's not like the news changed nothing. Though he supposed it was nice to know the angel wasn't going to be calling Mae an abomination as well. It woulda hurt her damned feelings. And it's not like he had much of an opinion on the matter. He and Karen had known River for years without suspecting a damned thing.
"Good." Castiel comments, before looking back to Mae. "I don't beleive my way of travel helped her state."
"Ya think?" Bobby gruffs with a shake of his head. He turns when he feels Mae shift beneath his hand. "All good, ya get it all out?" He asks her softly.
Mae pushes herself back to sit on ankles. "Bobby?" She turns her head to look in the direction his voice had come from as she wipes her face with the back of her hand. She hadn't even noticed they had left Mystic. "I made a mess on your floor. Sorry."
"Don't be dumb gidjit. It's just puke." Bobby gruffs at her, even as he steadies her, keeping her balanced. He sighs as he slowly pulls her to him, holding her securely. "Heard ya got some news."
Mae nods against his shoulder. "Thoth figured out I'm half Fae."
Bobby looks down at her observing her for a moment. "Feelin' like kidnappin' any children?" He asks, taking a risk as he pulled from what he remembered from the fairy tale stories he'd read her when she was a kid.
Mae shakes her head.
"Castin' any curses on infants so they sleep forever?" Bobby asks her as he looks at her, struggling to keep a straight face.
Mae pushes herself back enough so she could look into Bobby's eyes as she shakes her head again.
"Tricking some people into believing you can make straw into gold." Bobby asks, he was just about done with these fairy references.
Mae smiles. "Maybe, just a little. I'm pretty sure I could try to do that." She could feel he was teasing her, it was the first emotion she could feel. He was worried about her, but wanted her to know he loved her and wasn't going to abandon her.
Bobby chuckles. "I can deal with that. The people who fell for that shit were usually idjits."
"I could help the guys with hustles. That's what they do between cases right?"
"Sure, that's where your mind goes with that." Bobby comments with a sigh. "Straight to helpin' them idjits."
Mae shrugs. "Better than being worried about how they take it right?" She leans her head back into his shoulder and wraps her arms around him.
"They ain't stupid Mae. They'll take it just fine." Bobby tells her with confidence, because if they didn't he'd rake them over the coals. He had warned them multiple times to stay outta the girl's lives. Had made it clear they were different. If they walked out of something they had already known, he'd ring their necks. "It ain't like anything has changed. You were born this way."
"I can't believe Mom never told me about this Bobby." Mae still felt like crying. She was glad to know that at the very least Lilly, Bobby and Castiel were okay with this. It somehow helped clear her mind of the numbness. She had felt like she was underwater, everything around her distorted and hard to understand. She hugged Bobby to her tighter, grateful for his love and understanding. She was still shaky, still cold, but she knew she was going to be okay.
Bobby frowns as he thinks about what how to respond to that, as he hugged her back, holding her to him close. "Well, I know it wasn't ta hurt ya gidjit. You were River and Tony's life. I'm sure they had reasons for it." He finally settles, knowing that at the very least, that was the truth.
Tears fall down Mae's face as she nods. It didn't make it any less frustrating. She still had a million questions. She also wasn't looking forward to this conversation with Sam and Dean right now.
Bobby observes Mae closely for a moment, noting that she was still shaking and looked exhausted. He rubs her back choosing not to comment on it. She was already well on her way to crying herself to sleep. He'd get some real answers from Castiel after she did.
A few minutes later Bobby realizes he was right. Mae was out cold before her tears had even soaked into his shirt.
Castiel frowns as he studied Bobby and Mae's interactions closely, so he'd be better prepared to handle a situation like this in the future. How had these two girls managed to get wrapped up in this? Mae wasn't even from Earth, not wholly anyways, and Lilly shouldn't even be alive right now. The short girl even got overlooked by him and his siblings if they weren't paying close enough attention. How did these two girls wind up in this prophecy? The more he found out about them, the less it made sense. The Winchesters, they'd been born for this. These girls? It just wasn't adding up.
"Wanna be useful now?" Bobby gruffs as he looks to Castiel after a moment waiting for Mae to fall into a deeper sleep. He watches as the angel nods, and stands up straighter. "Move her ta the couch. You'll jostle her less."
"Understood." Castiel comments as he walks over and gently lifts Mae off the floor. He walks her over to the couch before carefully laying her down.
"Cover her with the blanket, Imma clean this up." Bobby gruffs as he stands and gestures to the puddle of vomit. "Then you and I need to have a talk."
Castiel nods before he picks up the blanket and gently tucks Mae in, like he'd seen Lilly do.
.220.
"Where the fuck is everyone?" Dean snaps after checking every room in Mystic. There was no way she was still with her gods, it had been a week since her messily scrawled note had hit him in the head.
"Mae?" He hears Sam shout in the basement.
"Bobby? Where the hell are the girls?" Dean snaps into the phone.
"Well, hello to you too princess." Bobby gruffs. "Mae's staying with me. Lilly hasn't come back from the god's yet. That I know of. You'd know that if ya fuckin' checked in. Don't go snappin at me, cause ya don't keep up with shit." He reprimands.
Dean bumps his fist against his forehead and sighs. "Sorry."
"Uh huh." Bobby grunts. "So I'm guessin' ya'll are back then." He states.
"Just finished searching the whole house." Dean grumbles.
"Well ain't my fault ya didn't call first." Bobby comments, shutting down Dean's attitude.
"Right. Will remember that for next time. So what is going on? Why hasn't Lilly come home yet and what is going on with Mae? Lilly's handwriting is still hard to read."
"It's a long story." Bobby sighs. "Ya'll can come over if ya want it, but not if ya'll are still bickerin' like idjits."
Dean can't help the small smile when he hears Mae in the background asking if it was Dean or Sam on the phone. "Yeah, alright. There a reason she ain't at Mystic?"
"Long story." Bobby repeats.
"Right. On our way ."
"See ya then." Bobby comments before hanging up.
"I can't find her." Sam says, coming back up the ladder in the pantry. His arms still heavily bandaged.
"She's at Bobby's." Dean explains still feeling cowed by Bobby's smackdown.
"Just Mae?" Sam asks.
"Of course just Mae." Dean grumbles as he heads towards the door.
"So where's Lilly?" Sam questions, his jaw tensing around her name.
"Oh, now you fucking care?" Dean snaps.
"I guess not." Sam growls. "Let's go."
"Awesome." Dean comments as they head back out to the garage, locking the door behind him before the two of them drive in silence to Bobby's.
They trudge up to the door; both in foul moods. Dean knocks only after taking a deep calming breath before he pushes the door open. He looks up as he's knocked to the side as Sam pushes past him to look for Mae.
Dean rolls his eyes as Sam rushes up the stairs. He turns the opposite direction. "Mae, Bobby." He greets as he finds them both in the den. Bobby was leaning back against his fireplace while Mae was sitting on the edge of the desk.
Mae takes a deep breath as she looks down at her feet, letting it out with a sigh, "Where's Sam?" She asks softly. Dean was super unhappy, and stressed. It was strange to feel him with her new 'sight'.
"Looking for you." Dean comments with a shrug, before he leans back into the hallway and hollers "SAMMY DEN!" He walks into the room and leans against a shelf as he watches Bobby and Mae, looking at them expectantly, wanting to hear what had happened this time. He needed to know what was going on. This was the longest that he knew of that the gods had kept Lilly.
Moments later Sam rushes past his leaning brother and scoops Mae up off of Bobby's desk, hugging her to him tightly, feeling guilty and relieved at the same time. "Mae! Didn't know you'd be here or we would have just come here first." He smiles, kissing the top of her head.
Mae smiles as she hugs him back. "That's okay. Sorry for the scare. We just didn't know you were back." With her unhindered empathy she could easily feel the multitude of Sam's emotions as they thrummed around her. Happy, relieved, love, fear. Even anger and frustration. The discord was still there too, weaving through all of them, warping the hums.
"So what happened?" Dean asks impatiently. He had no idea why the gods were keeping Lilly so long and he wasn't getting tired of them constantly running off with her. He wasn't sure if he was more pissed or worried about the time she'd been gone; and couldn't help being irritated with himself over it.
"I'm sorry Dean. Thoth saw the scars on my back and wanted to do tests a-"
"What?" Sam growls as he held her to him, closely looking her over. "Tests! Mae we talked about this!" He chides her as he noticed a dark mark on her back where her scar had been. "Did he fuckin' brand you?" He demands setting her down on the desk so he could get a better look at it.
Bobby pinches the bridge of his nose as he takes a deep breath.. "What the hell did I say over the phone. Do any of you actually hear me when I speak? Calm down."
Mae reaches up and takes Sam's face in her hands. "No, he didn't brand me. That's my birthmark." She explains before sliding her hands back down to her sides.
Sam takes Bobby's advice and takes a deep breath as he inspects Mae's mark closer. The mark was too defined to be an actual birthmark. They looked more like ruins of some sort, but not any he could place "Your birthmark?" He asks with a suspicious frown.
"Yeah…" Mae says as she looks down nervously. She had been talking to Bobby and Castiel about it all week, but now that Sam and Dean were actually here, she found herself questioning whether or not she should tell them right now. Maybe she could wait til after Lilly had cleansed Sam? Perhaps with that whole mess cleared up, the brother's would both take the news better, the tension between them was thick. She was pretty sure she didn't need empathy to know that though.
"So, you got a note this time?" Bobby asks Dean, changing the subject at Mae's hesitance. He would've insisted if it wasn't obvious their emotions were bothering her. He'd told them to be calm, and they had ignored him. They could deal with the consequences of that.
"Yeah, to the face." Dean rolls his eyes as he pulls it from his Jacket's inner pocket. "Not that I got ah lot from it."
"Give it here." Bobby gruffs as he holds his hand out. "Mae, come help me decipher this shit." He instructs giving her an out if she wished for one.
"Birth mark?" Sam repeats impatiently.
"It can wait Sam, I've been really worried about Lilly too." Mae apologized as she kisses Sam's hand, before worming out of his grasp to walk over to Bobby.
Mae looks at the note from over Bobby's shoulder as she takes some time to think about what to do with the brothers. She knew she'd be able to read whatever it was Lilly had written. She'd mastered that foreign language years ago.
"That look like a 'W' to you?" Bobby gruffs pointing to a random letter on the page.
Mae hides a small smile under her hands as she squints at the writing. "Uh… Wow. Maybe. She wrote this really quick." It wasn't a lie either, this was some of Lilly's sloppiest handwriting; almost like Lilly had wanted Dean to get the note so she could not be in trouble; but didn't actually have anything she felt like she could tell him though a letter. Some of these weren't even words they were just trailed off scribbles, one of them even had a line scratched through it. She scratched the back of her head.
Dean huffs with impatience as he looks at Mae and Bobby expectantly.
"So, what's it say..." Dean breathes out.
"Um, I'm pretty sure it says that she's going to be working on priestess shit with her gods. That she was fine, although that was scratched out and replaced it with alright, cause clearly fine is not a word anymore- She put that not me- And that she'd let you know when she was back." Mae explains after another long moment. She was kind of disappointed with the note if she thought about it, she still didn't know why Thoth had Lilly herself. She was worried about her.
Bobby hides his amusement at the typical Lilly note, having figured it out after a couple of minutes. He hated Lilly's handwriting, it's why he never bothered with the lists the girl made. It wasn't worth the effort. He'd rather just hunt the shit down, it was usually quicker.
Dean lets out a curse as he runs his hands through his hair. He was going to throttle her. What the fuck type of note was that?
Mae looks up at Dean's surge of frustration. "Sorry Dean."
"It's not your fault." Dean says. "I guess I should just be happy she didn't send me a note that only said 'With gods, be back.' Though technically that was just a long winded version." He sighs as he rubs his temples. Leave it to Lilly to go literally. He supposed he should just be happy she'd sent a note in the first place, it was a step if nothing else. That had to mean something was getting through her thick skull.
"Great, moving on." Sam comments dismissively. "Birthmark?"
Mae takes a deep breath and leans her head against Bobby's back. "Yes. Thoth noticed the burns and then he taught Lilly-"
Bobby reaches over, grabs her hand, and squeezes it. "I'm feelin' like this is somethin' we should talk about when Lilly gets back. It involves her too." He says with a frown as he glares at Sam, daring him to keep pushing. Demon blood or not he'd have that boy's ass flat on the ground if he had too.
"Are you serious?" Sam demands with a frown. "She's got ruins on her damn back, that isn't a fuckin' birthmark. S'not my fault that Lilly got her ass taken by some fuckin' pagans we should've taken out months ago. I want to know what the fuck that little-" He falters. "Lilly and her damned gods did to my girlfriend's back. "
Mae straightens up quickly, alerted by the rush of anger that was coursing through Sam. "Sam, it's just a long story, and I'm still a little sensitive to the waves of everyone's emotions." She steps around Bobby, moving closer to Sam. "But I promise, this is a mark I was born with. They didn't do anything to me but heal the scars."
Sam narrows his eyes at her suspiciously, searching her face for any signs of deception.
"Sam, back off her man. It's Mae. She ain't gonna lie to you." Dean scoffs, not liking the way Sam was glaring at Mae, and pissed that he had accused Lilly of doing something to Mae.
Mae nods, grateful for Dean's back up. It seemed like things had only gotten worse. She found her eyes drawn to the bandages wrapped tightly around both of Sam's forearms. Could that be part of the demon blood situation? Had he gotten more blood since the last time she'd seen them?
"Shut up Dean." Sam snaps as he turns his glare on his brother. "I know that, I'm not dating the fucking liar."
Mae takes a few more steps towards Sam. She was going to have to tell him now. All this was doing was making him paranoid. He knew she was hiding something from him, and as much as it hurt that he didn't fully trust her, she knew this wasn't him.
"Dude, seriously. What the fuck did I tell you bout that shit." Dean growls at his brother as he stands up straight and takes a step towards his brother.
Mae reaches out and gently puts her hand against Sam's back. "I'm sorry Sam-" She jumps back as he swings around and knocks her hand away. She pulls her arms back, one covering her mouth before she could let out a startled scream, the other pressing over her rapidly beating heart.
Castiel appears in the room at the flare of Mae's distress. He gives the room one brief look before he pulls his hand back and slaps his palm to Sam's forehead. He doesn't watch as Sam crumples to the ground, instead he focuses on a surprised Mae. "You were distressed." He explains simply.
Bobby and Dean both stare at angel, glad for similar reasons that Castiel had knocked Sam out. Both of them had been planning different ways to do the exact same thing; the sight of Mae terrified had brought out a visceral reaction in both of them to protect her. They didn't need Sam working his mojo on Mae by accident.
Mae steps back until she collides with Bobby's desk; she sits down hard as she just stares at Sam, her eyes wide over the hand still fastened on her mouth.
"Castiel, why don't you move Sam to the basement til Lilly returns." Bobby gruffs with a sigh.
Castiel looks to Bobby and nods before Sam and he disappear from the room.
Dean turns his attention to Mae. "You alright?" He asks her softly after he walks over to put a hand on her shoulder.
Mae blinks and nods as she slowly lowers her hand. "I didn't mean-"
"Don't apologize gidjit." Bobby tells her as he looks at Mae. "I'mma fill Dean in. Do you want us to stay?" He asks her with a pointed look.
"I'll be f- alright. I can, I'll see if Cass can hang out with me."
Bobby nods. "We'll be outside, just in case." He heads to the door. "Come on idjit." He tells Dean.
"Right." Dean says with a click of his tongue, as he gives Mae one last look over. "What the fuck is going on?" He asks once he's satisfied Mae wasn't going to start gushing from her nose, and follows behind Bobby.
"It can wait til we get outside." Bobby sighs.
Dean groans as he relents and just follows Bobby out to the front yard.
"Look Dean. There ain't no easy way to say this, but Lilly figured out what was wrong with yer idjit brother." Bobby sighs as he turns to look at Dean. "And ya ain't gonna like it."
Dean throws his arms out to his sides in exasperation. "I never like anything that's wrong with us. Come on, get to the freakin' punch line."
Bobby clicks his tongue before letting out an exasperated sigh. "Sam's on demon blood." He says bluntly.
Dean shakes his head. There was no way he had heard that right. "I'm sorry. He's on what?"
Bobby lets out a sigh. "Lilly confirmed it with Thoth, Dean. Boy's on demon blood."
"That a new drug, I ain't never heard of it."
Bobby lets out another long sigh. "Sam is getting transfusions, or more likely drinking, demon blood."
Dean blinks blankly at Bobby before he smiles and snorts. "Right. Like a vampire or something?"
"Well, I don't think he has fangs." Bobby shrugs. "But yeah, from the source." He says with a serious expression.
Dean laughs. He laughs from his belly bending his whole body forward, unable to stop. That had to be the most ridiculous thing he's ever heard. Demon's blood…
Bobby just watches him with a frown. He wasn't sure if Dean was taking this better, or worse than he had been expecting. "Lilly is working on a cleansing ritual. That's why she's with her gods. She's convinced it would be easier than jus' lettin' him detox."
Dean's laughter slowly dies as pieces start clicking in place. Sam got his psychic crap when he was a baby and that damn demon bled into his mouth. Sam being able to gank Alistair, but then falling flat with Lilith. His eyes darken as his smile drops to a frown. "Oh gods, this… you really mean it. Sammy's drinking demon blood? Is that why he's getting stronger with all the demonic crap?"
"That's what I said." Bobby grunts as he looks Dean over. "Yeah, it comes with a whole array of side effects. Shit's 'parently pretty damned addictin'. Power goes straight ta the head."
Dean rubs both handover his face before he grasps the back of his head and lets out a sigh. "Is that why Lilly's with the gods right now?"
Bobby rolls his eyes. "Do you ever listen when I talk." He sighs with a shake of his head. "Thoth wanted Lilly up for the task, after the incident with Mae."
"Okay. So when she gets back we're getting him clean? Like she's preparing for the ritual?"
"That's the plan." Bobby nods. "And I'm sure it was more outta concern for her than the actual ritual from what Cass told me about it."
Dean lets out a deep sigh. "What was going on with her?"
Bobby looks over Dean for a moment, as he weighs his options. "Look, I'm jus' gunna let ya know now, since Mae's still processing it herself. She's a half fae."
"Okay, This time I know I didn't hear that right. Cuz I thought you said Fae. She's ah what?"
Bobby shrugs. "Yeah, fae apparently exist and two, well, only half of one now has been under our asses this whole time. She is extra sensitive right now. Thoth had Lilly practice a healing ritual on Mae's back. Figured it out once he saw the undamaged mark."
Dean chuckles. "Where's her wings? And ain't she a little tall? I mean, tinker bell's tiny."
"She's a different type of fairy, I guess. Wood type. They're called Sylphs."
"Gods even that title's fuckin' dumb." Dean scoffs. "Silf? Silf. Ugh, Well. It could obviously be worse. What's a fae gonna do? Throw fairy dust and rainbows? Maybe a couple a gold coins?"
"Get it outta yer system boy. She's been tearing herself up over this whole thing for awhile now, afraid we were gonna hate her or hunt her or something. You need to take this serious."
Dean lets out a snort. "Are we sure she's a fairy? This Thoth jus' fuckin' with us?"
Bobby shrugs his shoulders. "Cass said it made sense. He calls them Arcadians. Most of the… Types are warriors of some sort."
Dean wipes his hand down his face. "Well… She's a fuckin' fairy. There's no undoing that. I mean, is there?"
Bobby glares at Dean. "No, there ain't, and like I said. You get this shit talk out now. She's no different than she was before."
Dean frowns as he thinks about it. How had they run across a priestess and a fuckin' half fairy? He knew something was off with them when they first met. He never would have guessed what the difference was at the time. He scratches the back of his head. And his fuckin' dumb ass brother was drinking demon blood, and he himself had been taught how to torture while he had been in hell. What the fuck was wrong with them. He thought about it. He could live with Lilly being a priestess, and if he were honest Mae being a half fairy was more of a relief than anything else. There wasn't a hunter he'd come across that specialized in hunting fuckin' fairy's, or had even mentioned them. And if she were half, that could only mean she was born that way, which meant she wasn't any different than she'd ever been. A fuckin' fairy, he could not think of anything less intimidating, it at least fit Mae. After four years, this mystery had finally been solved. Sam on demon blood however, that was a fucking problem.
"Are we absolutely sure Sam is actually drinking demon blood. There's really nothing else it could be?"
Bobby shrugs. "Lilly and Thoth went way outta the way to make damn sure they were right. 'Parently she didn't wanna say anything until she was absolutely sure it wasn't something else."
Dean rolls his neck as he looks to the sky. "And she thinks she can just cleanse him?"
"That's the plan."
"And if she can't?" Dean asks.
"We'll do it the hard way. Keep him in lock up and let it run it's course." Bobby sighs. "Hope that the strain of the detox don't kill im."
"What wonderful options." Dean comments sarcastically, as he drags his hand through his hair. As mad as he'd been at his brother over the past few months, he'd certainly never wished this kind of harm on him. He had given up everything for that kid, would do anything for him. Why the hell had Sam gotten into this mess in the first place. "Imma rip that bitch's lungs out before I send her straight back to hell. I knew she was trouble. Fucking knew it."
Bobby nods in understanding. "I ain't gonna stop ya, likely ta do it myself." He looks Dean over. "Why don't ya take a walk. Break some shit if ya need ta." He suggest worried what Dean's emotions might do to Mae at the moment. "There'll be a beer in the house waitin' for ya once ya calm yer ass down."
Dean nods before he claps Bobby once on the back. "Yeah, sounds like an idea." He agrees before he turns and walks off towards the salvage yard to think about everything he'd just learned. He was grateful John wasn't around; couldn't imagine their father's reaction if he'd ever found out Sam had willing drank demon blood. He'd probably just shoot him and call it a day.
AN2: We'll be back next Sunday. Carry on Wayward Reader!
