"So he just gave it to you?" Sam asked Dean when they arrived back.
"Not me," he said. "He gave it to Em, they knew each other."
"So one ring to go." Bobby said.
Castiel and Em both gasped.
"Wait here." She said before both of them flew off.
"What was that?" Dean asked, worry clear on his face.
Half an hour later Castiel and Em showed back up carrying someone the boys never thought they would see again.
"Adam?" Sam asked. Emmuel nodded panting a bit as Castiel pulled the rest of Adams weight off of her. Sam rushed to show Castiel where to lay the boy and Dean hurried to steady a swaying Emmuel. She had a split lip but was otherwise unharmed.
"What the hell happened?" Dean asked.
"They resurrected him. Castiel and I felt the power spike, figured out what they were doing and rushed to get to him before they could." She said tears in her eyes. "They tried to fight us for him and we had to..." the tears spilled over and he huddled close to her cradling her head to his chest as she let out small sobs.
Dean looked up to Castiel in the doorway.
"She's in shock," Castiel said. "There were six of them coming for us and we had to kill them to get away. While they were enemies... they were also family." He said heavily. Emmuels sobs grew louder.
"It's alright Em, it's ok," Dean murmured to her as he began to rock her gently. He pulled her to the couch where they collapsed and she cuddled into his lap. Bobby moved his head around the door and looked on sadly.
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Later when Emmuel had calmed down they walked to the room Adam was lying in.
"I figured he would have woken up by now," Sam said.
"I knocked him out temporarily," Em said. "I had to ward his mind first, and I'm about to ward his ribs. He was most likely pulled from heaven under the guise of being Michaels vessel."
"I thought that was me."
"It is, knowing them, they are going to try and lure you into saying yes in order to keep him safe." She said.
Slowly she placed her hands on Adams chest and performed the warding, once that was done she revived him.
"Who are you and where is Zachariah?"
"Zachariah?" Em asked, fury in her gaze. "He is the one that resurrected you?"
"Yes. I am the vessel of Michael. I'm trying to save the world. He warned me you might try to take me." He spat.
"Dean is Michaels vessel, Adam." Emmuel said. "If you do what you are planning more than half the planet will be demolished, you alongside it."
"They said it would be kinda hairy, but this needs to be done."
She narrowed her eyes.
"What did they offer you in return?" She asked. He stayed quiet for a minute and she began to grow impatient with his overall demeanor.
"I'd get to see my mom."
"Look kid we have a way to fix all of this, without killing billions of people to boot." Dean said gently.
"Oh yeah? And how is that plan going? You found a way to shove Lucifer in the box yet?"
"Yes." Em answered coldly. "We are closer than you would be, infant. Michael may be able to use you as a vessel but do you know what would happen? Your body would disintegrate, around him. And even if he does win in time to keep your body intact you would be little more than a pile of goo incased in skin."
His face didn't even change. He sat there staring in fury.
"Look Adam were trying to save you. Your our-."
"Your what? Brother? Family? I've never even met you. The only family I have is my mom. And she's dead. I do this I get to see her again. The rest of the world be damned. I don't know you, and you don't know me."
"Just give us a couple of days. We'll get the last piece we need and we can shove Lucifer back in his box. Let us help you." Sam pleaded.
Adam relaxed a bit.
"Two days. That's it. You don't have this done in two days I'm walking out that door."
Emmuel disappeared in a flutter, landing outside next to some of Bobby's decrepit cars. Closing her eyes and clenching her teeth she stretched out her power carefully so as to not attract other beings. After around twenty minutes she opened her eyes and looked around.
Each and every car gleamed, good as new. She took a deep breath, walking to find Baby parked near the front of the house.
She had spent so much time in the car. She knew all of the little quirks that had made it a home for the boys. Their initials carved in the sill of the window. The army men shoved into the doors. She opened the passenger door and closed her eyes again running her hands over the dash and listening to the conversations long passed of a young Sam and Dean. Smiling at the laughter they shared. By the time she was done listening the car shone brightly in the sun, all scratches buffed from the paint, the internal workings of the car were also cleaned and tuned. She would run like new now.
"I thought working on cars to clear your mind was my thing." Dean said behind her, giving her a small smile.
"I figured it helped you so much I might as well try it."
"I think Bobby is gonna pass out from shock seeing all these cars all fixed up."
"They'll be easier to use for parts now." She mused. He laughed.
"We'll get through this Em. Don't worry about Adam."
"I'm sorry to say this, but I really don't like him."
He raised his eyebrows at her.
"What? He is being selfish and self serving. I understand the need to see his mother again. But what would you do Dean? Destroy the world for even a chance to see your mother again, or try and find another way?"
He clenched his jaw for a moment, nodding in understanding.
"We have two days, you think we can do it?" He asked her.
"I know we can."