Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 52 and the final part of Houses of the Holy. I can't wait to get to the next chapter. I hope that the ending of this episode is alright. The next episode is going to be a little bit of a ride. Without further ado Chapter 52.
Chapter 52
Rest Father Rest
The three hunters left a small grocery store getting the items that they had needed for the seance.
Sam had a small smile on his lips as he carried the paper sack that he had in his hands. "Dude. I'll admit we've gone pretty ghetto with spellwork before, but this takes the cake. I mean, a Spongebob placemat instead of an altar cloth?"
"Well I have an altar cloth, but someone doesn't want to stop by the motel to get it." Aeron said jabbing her thumb in the direction of Dean.
"We'll just put it Spongebob side down." Dean said shaking his head.
Sam laughed and then stopped in shock. He saw a young man with flowers and a bright light glowing behind him. "Dean, that's it."
"What?"
"That's the sign!"
"Where."
"Right there, right behind that guy. That's him, Dean. And we have to stop him."
Aeron looked at Sam. "Are you certain Sam?"
"Yes." Sam said starting to go towards him.
"Wait a minute." Dean said looking at his brother and grabbing onto him.
"What are you doing? Let me go." Sam said fighting against him trying to get his brother off of him.
"You're not going to kill somebody because a ghost told you to, are you insane?"
"Dean, I'm not insane. I'm not going to kill him. I'm going to stop him."
"Define stop, huh? I mean, what are you going to do?"
"Deam, please, he's going to hurt someone, you know it."
"Alright come on." Dean said getting into the car.
Aeron saw the look in Dean's eyes. She knew that look. He was going after the guy not Sam.
Sam tried to get into the car, but the door wouldn't open. "Dean. Unlock my door."
"You're not killing anyone, Sam. I got this guy. You go with Aeron and do the seance."
"Dean!"
Dean pulled away.
Aeron sighed. "Come on Sam." She took his arm and dragged him towards the church.
"But…"
"We got to do what your brother says." Aeron said shaking her head. "We don't have time. Dean will make sure that he doesn't do anything."
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The two young hunters kneeled in front of Gregory's gave.
Sam had set up the spell materials that they had bought and placed them in the right order that they were to go in. Sam lit the candles and picked up his father's journal.
"Amate spiritus obscure te quaerimus, te oramus nobiscum colloquere aput nos circita." The two of them chanted together.
Sam smirked some herb onto the black candle and it flared once brightly.
"What are you two doing? What is this?" Father Reynolds asked coming into the room.
Aeron gasped falling back onto her butt.
"Uh, Father, please. I can explain. Um… actually, maybe I can't. Um. This is a, a seance." Sam said biting his lip. Maybe this would work. Maybe they wouldn't get thrown out of there.
"A seance? Young man and lady, you two are in the House of God."
"It's based of early Christian rites, if that helps any."
"Enough. You're coming with me."
"Father, please, you, just wait a second!"
Father Reynolds pulled the two of them towards the exit when a bright light builds behind the three of them.
The three of them turned.
"Oh my god! Is that… is that an angel?"
"No, it's not." Aeron said shaking her head.
"It's just Father Gregory." Sam said softly.
The light dims and Father Gregory was revealed.
"Thomas?" Father Reynolds said in shock.
"I've come in answer to your prayers." Father Gregory said with a smile.
Sam slowly approached Father Gregory's spirit cautiously. He made sure that Aeron was behind him.
"Sam. I thought I sent you on your path. You should hurry." Father Gregory said looking at him.
"He's not going." Aeron said coming out from behind him.
"Father, I'm sorry. But you're not an angel." Sam said breaking the news to the dead father.
"Of course I am."
"No." Sam shook his head. "You're a man. You're a spirit. And you need to rest."
"I was a man. But now I'm an angel. I was on the steps of the church. And I felt that bullet pierce right through me. But there was no pain. And suddenly I could see everything. Father Reynolds, I saw you, praying and crying here. I came to help you."
"Help me how?" Father Reynolds asked in confusion. It then dawned on him. "Those murders… that was because of you?"
"I receive the Word of God. He spoke to me, he told me to smite the wicked. I'm carrying out his will."
"You're driving innocent people to kill."
"Those innocent people are being offered redemption. Some people need redemption. Don't they Sam?"
Sam looked away from Father Gregory.
Aeron wrapped her arm around him.
Sam looked down at her. He felt tears come to his eyes. What Father Gregory had said hit a nerve. He couldn't save Jess, couldn't save his father, couldn't save a few others because he couldn't find a way to save them.
"How can you call this redemption?" Father Reynolds asked.
"You can't understand it now. But the rules of man and the rules of God are two very different things."
Sam looked over at Father Gregory. "Those people. They're locked up."
"No, they're happy. They've found peace, beaten their demons. And I have given them the keys to heaven."
"No. No, this is vengeance, it's wrong. Thomas, this goes against everything you believed. You're lost, misguided."
"Father. No, I'm not misguided."
"You are not an angel, Thomas. Men cannot be angels."
"But… but I, I don't understand. Your prayed for me to come."
"I prayed for God's help. Not this. What you're doing is not God's will. Thou shalt not kill. That's the word of God."
Father Gregory looked bewildered at his headstone. He turned and looked at the three people that were with him.
"Let us help you."
"Please."Aeron said softly.
"No."Father Gregory said shaking his head.
"It's time to rest, Thomas, to be at peace. Please, let me give you Last Rites."
Father Gregory nodded his head.
Father Reynolds lifted his hands in prayer. "Oh Holy Hosts above, I call upon thee as a servant of Christ to sanctify our actions of this day, in fulfillment of the will of God." He gasped when Father Gregory flickered.
"Father Reynolds?"
"Rest."
Father Gregory kneeled.
Father Reynolds held a hand over Father Gregory's forehead. "I call upon the Archangel Raphael, Master of Air, to make open the way. Let the fire of the Holy Spirit now descend, that this being might be awakened to the world beyond."
Father Gregory glowed brightly and then was gone.
Father Reynolds lowered his hand in awe.
Aeron looked at Sam. "Let's go." She said softly. "Our work here is done."
"Miss."
Aeron looked at Father Reynolds. "Yes?"
"You and that young man did a good thing."
Aeron smiled a small smile. "This is what we do Father."
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Aeron finished packing her bag while Sam was packing his things up.
Dean came into the motel room. "How was your day?"
"You were right. It wasn't an angel. It was Gregory." Sam said sadly knowing that Dean was right.
Dean pulled out the flask from his inner pocket and took a swig from it. He then offered it to Sam.
Sam took it and took a swig from it. "I don't know, Dean, I just, uh…" He sat down on the bed. "I wanted to believe… so badly, ah… It's so damn hard to do this, what we do. You're all alone you know? And… there's so much evil out there in the world, Dean, I feel like I could drown in it. And when I think about my destiny, when I think about how I could end up…."
Dean sat down next to him. "Yeah, well, don't worry about that. Alright/ I'm watching out for you."
"Yeah I know you are. But you're just one person Dean. And I needed to think that there was something else, watching too, you know? Some higher power. Some greater good. And maybe that…"
"Maybe what?"
"Maybe I could be saved." Sam laughed nervously. "But uh, you know, that just clouded my judgement, and you're right. I mean, we've gotta go with what we know, with what we can see, with what's right there in front of us."
"Hey don't forget Sam. I'm watching you too." She told him softly offering a small smile.
Sam looked at her and saw the small smile on her face. God she did look beautiful when she smiled. Where the hell did that come from. No he couldn't be falling in love with her. Not losing Jess and falling in love so quickly again.
Dean rubbed his neck.
Sam looked at his brother. "What is it?"
"Funny you say that."
"Why?"
"Gregory's spirit gave you some pretty good information. That guy in the car was bad news. I barely got there in time."
"What happened?" Both of the young hunters asked looking at him.
"He's dead."
"Did… you?" Sam asked.
Dean shook his head. "No. But I'll tell you both one thing. If… the way he died, if I hadn't seen it with my own two eyes I never would have believed it. I mean… I don't know what to call it."
"What? Dean, what did you see?"
"Maybe… God's will."
Aeron and Sam shared a look. Dean saw God's will now that was something new and he was believing.
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This is the end of Chapter 52. Please let me know what you think. I hope to have the first chapter of the next episode Born Under a Bad Sign up a little bit later on. I hope to have three updates tomorrow. Please let me know what you think. I can't reveal anything dealing with Born Under a Bad Sign. But I promise that it will be worth me keeping my mouth shut about the next episode and it's four lovely chapters for it. Until next time.
