Destiny is a Jerk - English Version

by GladouyeLaFripouye

Life looks strange to Rozary, Bellatrix's daughter. But one day, this guy with strange eyes comes into his life. And others after him. Her Destiny is bonded to the Universe's Harmony. But who could get out of this without a scar ?... Or just alive ? She'll have to learn to think like someone else... And things won't be that easy. DESTIEL. SABRIEL.

7. Chapter 7 : I hate long goodbyes

p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Johannes had faced Rozary, feeling that something wasn't normal – at least, not in their situation. Dean had stayed sit on the bed, his head in his hands after Castiel's departure. He stayed that way several minutes, and only the three druids in the room could see how he was focusing on his roots with the death eater, roots now almost invisibles as he was away. And none of them dared to imagine how hard it could be to be separated from his double. Then he saw it. Darkness, that thing that was invading Dean small by small. He stood up, immediately followed by Sam and Gabriel, under the uncomprehensive looks of Isil and Charlie, who couldn't see what was happening. Then Dean started shaking, shaken with spasms, and it took the three of them to maintain him on the bed while he was screaming with pain, his eyes who used to be green and sparkling now veiled with something red, dark and scary. That didn't stop, and even got worse, to the point where Sam had to sit on his brother's belly to calm his shakings down./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Then, as suddently as it appeared, there was nothing happening anymore. It was simply silent, an almost dead silence. And at the same time Rozary fell on the ground, Castiel appeared, falling on his knees, wearing what seemed like a white outfit stained with burns and blood. He was holding a shape in his arms, and judging by Charlie's reaction it was Kevin, because the woman's face decomposed and she fell on her knees too, in front of the death eater, bending over the one who had been his brother all her life, even tho they shared no blood./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Hopefully for them, one person still had a clear mind in the house. Isil seemed able to endure crisis situations... Or at least, that's what she did. « Sam, take Charlie to her room. Johannes and Gabriel, you do the same with Rose and Kevin. I'll be there with remedies and potions as soon as I'm done here... Then everybody in bed, and we meet tomorrow morning with all the ones able to go downstairs. »/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And that was done. Gabriel delicately took Kevin's lifeless body in his arms, and followed Sam to a room he showed him. Johannes took Rozary, and brought her to an until nom empty bedroom. Isil, her, had stayed with Dean and Castiel, both sitting on the border of the bed, barely daring to touch each other, fearing to awake something they'd rather let asleep. She even doubted they had exanged a look. But that was none of her buisness. Nothing of that was her buisness. But Dumbledore had asked her to help them, and after having listened to Charlie she had arrived to the conclusion that those people were related to something really bad, and she wanted to make a difference in that fight. She then went behind the bed, without even looking at the two men waiting. Taking a few ingredients on the shelfs, she slowly went downstairs after having closed every door and lighted off all the candles, before reaching the kitchen. Everybody would need energy, healing, and time to recover from what happened. She couldn't do much, but making them all a peace potion was something little. That potion usually was asked at the OWL exam, and even if she'd certainly prepare not as good as others, it'll help a bit.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"On the next day morning, Sam and Gabriel were the first ones to awake, or at least that's what they thought crossing each other in the hallway. But once they were downstairs they realized they were the lasts. Silence had mistook them, because everybody was sitting around the big table, watching at the fool like it was it that was going to eat them. And yet they were starving. But their stomacs were so knotted, and each one of them was so scared of what happened yesterday evening, of what might happen after, they just didn't dare to swallow anything./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"« Well, now that everybody's here... » started Isil once the two druids had sat, making Rozary jump a little. « You are all going to make me a favor, and drink the potion that's in front of you. » They all looked at each other, and from the corner of her eye Rozary saw the witch show the example and drink her own potion. Charlie followed just a moment after. And small by small, she saw the magical volutes aroung them calming down, like if they were... at peace. Not completely, of course. But they'd have a clearest mind for the upcoming revelations./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"She took her own bottle, and looked closer at it. Small silver volutes were still coing out of the liquid, and she looked at Castiel, who drank slowly before grimacing, then smile. « You were a bit strong with the moonstone powder Isil... But thanks. It's a peace potion Gabriel, it won't harm but relax you a little. » Rozary looked again at the bottle while the four druids were slowly drinking, more confidents. She should have recognize thit potion, she learned how to make it in fifth year at Hogwarts... But when everything is shaking, you can forget about some things... right ?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"« Castiel... What happened ?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- Is everybody aware of what happened before we took the potkey to come here ? Asked the death eater looking at Gabriel, visibly willing for everyone to be on an equal level of knowlegde before starting./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- More or less. I know the girls and you are wizards, but than Charlie only has the power to shapeshift. I know that I am a druid, and that I'm supposely destined to learn to Sam, Dean, and especially Johannes how to control their powers to bring back Harmony. But I don't agree./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- About what ?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- First, I never wanted any of this. I barely understand my own abilities. I am no teacher, and I don't want to be here. And Rose has made more for you during this week than everything I thought was possible... Where did you learn those symbols ?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- They are in my divination book, simply answered Rozary, before correcting herself. Were, actually. Last year's book./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- Since when do we teach energetic symbols in divination ? Interrupted Castiel./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- We don't. At least, not last year, professor Trelawney was fired before we could reach that chapter. Then I read it myself, but I didn't studied them, there was trouble enough with the inquisitory brigad... Then professor Firenze arrived, and he taught us to read in the stars, so the symbols pretty much went to the trash... That was just a small chapter. We didn't even had it at the exam.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- That book... You have it with you ?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- No I have none of my stuff... But you can find it on Diagon Alley.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- Where ? » Gabriel wasn't the only one being confused when she mentionned the merchant ally, that's why she precised./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"« At London, in a place only known by wizards.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- All right, said Isil. I'll go there in a few days, I might be the only one here able to show there without any danger. Rose, you will help Castiel, I'm going to need a complete list of what you're going to need, we need to renew almost entirely the stock of ingredients... »/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Both wizards nodded, then Castiel took the bread in front of him, and started to eat, soon joined by the others. His face was more serious, and Rozary could see in his eyes a darkness that wasn't there before. What happened ? She could also see, above Dean and him, their common roots ; like always flaming green above the druid, and a pale blue above Castiel. But above the death eater, something had changed. It was strange, scary, and beautiful. And Castiel was litteraly irradiating, his roots too, and Rozary could see it was only a matter of time before that strange thing would completely corrupt them both. Anyone who could see like she did could know it. But none of them could understand that thing like she did. She had touch that thing. And she felt really bad for the both of them, was it Castiel, to wear this dangerous burden too heavy for him knowing it hurted Dean, or Dean himself, who was in pain to feel the wizard being so sick without being able to do anything but feel that evilness invade small by small his friend's being, knowing his turn would come because of their roots.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"That day was silent. Very few of them truly wanted to move, except for Loki, who ran outside as soon as Castiel had opened the door. But the absence of laughs, the absence of ambiant music always reminded them that Kevin was there, upstairs, and that never again would he woke the entire house with loud music, never again they would hear him laugh, nothing, ever... And Castiel felt responsible, Rozary could see it, but what to do to help him ? He wouldn't accept anything from her before a few days, she knew that more than anyone.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But then, what to do ? She didn't know, not knowing Kevin as much as she'd wished, and would never again have toe opporrtunity to do so.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"It was Sam who stood up after a few minutes – or were they hours?- and tapped on a small box of a facture she didn't know of, leaving music filling the room. Was it bad, or wrong ? Nobody could've said it, each one of them was lost in his own mind, their heads slowly filling with music too – even tho it wasn't at the same level Kevin used it to woke them up. It was still his playlist playing, noticed Charlie, recognizing the songs. She didn't know what was happening. She didn't know anything. But she could feel it. It was bad, truly, maybe even more than Kevin's death – the brother she never had – and it was certainly more than jus that. But nothing else existed but this hole in her heart, those speechless stares that the druids and the wizards were exanging. Rose and Johannes. Dean and Castiel, from who she liked to make fun of, with Sam and Kevin... But Kevin wasn't here anymore. Sam either, since he has rooted, nothing was like it used to. Nothing ever will be. She looked at Isil, who had helped her, who would help again, she knew that. She liked that witch.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You told me how proud you were but I walked away/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"If only I knew what I know today/span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The voice was banging her ears, and Rozary didn't know what to think. It was strange, that thing she was feeling. Like a regret of leaving behind that life her mother had written for her. Was she really missing it ?/span/span/span/span/span/em/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I would hold you in my arms/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I would take the pain away/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Thank you for all you've done/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Forgive all your mistakes/span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"It wasn't her mother that she was missing, finally. Just her presence. Somebody who would take care of her, truly, who would care about her feelings and her doubts. She wanted to be able to be herself, to live, to breathe, to think what she was willing to and not to be imposed anything.../span/span/span/span/span/em/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"There's nothing I wouldn't do/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To hear your voice again/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Sometimes I wanna call you /span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But I know you won't be there/span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Her vision blurred, her gaze lost by the window. No. Her mother would never be there. Rozary had raised herself, and she would have to continue to do so. Even if she was by far the youngest in the room, and that everybody seemed to care about her... That would never be the same as if, one day, Bellatrix acted like a real mother... But that'd never be.../span/span/span/span/span/em/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Oh, I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And I've hurt myself by hurting you/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Some days I feel broke inside but I won't admit/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Sometimes I just wanna hide 'cause it's you I miss/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Would you tell me I was wrong?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Would you help me understand?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Are you looking down upon me?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Are you proud of who I am?/span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"She let the tears run through her cheeks, tired of holding them. She didn't want to hide who she was, nor what she was feeling. And even if the peace potion she had taken this morning didn't let her angst too much about all that had happened since Christmas, she still could rethink herself, to let those thoughts she usually try to hold to run freely in her mind. And she felt bad, acting like that, almost forgetting that she wasn't the gravest case here. There was Castiel, who had to murder his entire family in cold blood. Charlie, who just had lost the only one she had. Sam and Dean, who found themselves orphans without understanding how and why... Her life was easy, compared to theirs, because even if she had grown at her aunt and uncle's, she had had that king of family figure they never had... And yet she managed to complain. That was probably the worst. Because she ran away from that life, fully knowing the consequences it would add. She knew she would never see again the ones she used to call family.../span/span/span/span/span/em/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"There's nothing I wouldn't do/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To have just one more chance/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To look into your eyes and see you looking back/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Oh, I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And I've hurt myself/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And Rozary hated herself. She had the feeling to miss everything she tried to do, after all, she wasn't a great witch, nor a good girl... What would have happened if she'd have accepted her mission ? Kevein'd certainly be still alive, she'd have helped Draco to kill Dumbledore, and by now, would her mother be proud of her, and act like a mother is supposed to ?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"If I had just one more day/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I would tell you how much that I've missed you since you've been away/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Oh, it's dangerous/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"It's so out of line/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To try and turn back time/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And I've hurt myself by hurting you/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"The young woman looked away of the window she was lost in and, her eyes closed, went to search for comfort into Johannes' arms, who was sitting just next to her. That simple contact made her feel much better and yet a lot more bad, more sad. Since how long had she truly cried like that ? She couldn't even remember. But, for the first time ever, a voice inside her head told her it was ok. Nobody would judge her, here. Nobody would mock her, nor look at her the wrong way, just because everybody in this room felt badly. No, breathe the voice again. It was simply because, whatever she'd do now, she could count on nobody else than the people here. She could trust them. And, Merlin's beard, how good it was to finally be herself, even in front of people she barely knew.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Castiel looked at Rozary without a word. He knew what she was going through, for having been through it himself a few months ago. And he felt responsible for what had happened to her. It wasn't the death eater's fault if the world of the young woman had collapsed, but he had to do something for her, after all she had protected Dean from what had happened last night... He knew it. He had felt her. She herself couldn't know how powerful the protections she had built around the druid were... She had exhausted herself by doing so. And it was his fault too. Without willing it, he had implanted that need inside of her just by crossing her eyes, like the Impero had been marked with red iron into her mind, all of that made stronger by his affection for Dean – and it was selfish, he knew that, because by the time she was helming him, she was forgetting Johannes and their own roots... But he was secretly glad having done so, hoping that this impero would quickly fade. At least, Dean was protected from what had strike him. That dark magic inside of him made Castiel disgusting himself, he couldn't bear it anymore and yet it's only been a few hours since tthe dark lord's soul had been forced to bind his, and he was scared, horrified, from deep inside his guts... What was going to happen, next ?.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"No one knows what it's like/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To be the bad man/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To be the sad man/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Behind blue eyes/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"No one knows what it's like/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To be hated/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To be fated/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To telling only lies/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But my dreams/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"They aren't as empty/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"As my conscience seems to be/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I have hours, only lonely/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"My love is vengeance/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"That's never free/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"No one knows what it's like/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To feel these feelings/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Like I do/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And I blame you/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"No one bites back as hard/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"On their anger/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"None of my pain and woe/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Can show through/span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"The music, the only noise in the room, was spinning his head. It was horrible, just horrible, he already had heard that song - of course, Kevin loved it – but here, today, with that thing inside of him, deeply bound to him, from which he could feel the power slowly winning over his thoughts and his gestures, this song made him feel like he just had been punched in the stomac, and he clenched his fists, his articulations becoming white, hiding his hands under his laps for nobody to see it. But Dean noticed. Obviously. He certainly had had the same reaction as him, hearing the first verse of the song, but Castiel hadn't even thought of his half until then. And that scared him, because it was the first time since they had rooted that he wasn't thinking about Dean, that he forgot they were bounded... Remorse took him at the throat, and he looked deep into the green ocean that was Dean's eyes, where he could easily get lost in, but what he saw in them terrified him on the spot. Dean was scared for him, and worried – and he was right to, thought Castiel. Yet, that wasn't what the druid was sending to the death eater, things he couldn't describe... Wonderful things. And Castiel couldn't hold it anymore, and took Dean by the collar, smacking their lips together.../span/span/span/span/span/em/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But my dreams/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"They aren't as empty/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"As my conscience seems to be/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I have hours, only lonely/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"My love is vengeance/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"That's never free/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"When my fist clenches, crack it open/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Before I use it and lose my cool/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"When I smile, tell me some bad news/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Before I laugh and act like a fool/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"If I swallow anything evil/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Put your finger down my throat/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"If I shiver, please give me a blanket/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Keep me warm, let me wear your coat/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"No one knows what it's like/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To be the bad man/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To be the sad man/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Behind blue eyes/span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"That wasn't their first kiss. Yet, it was the first time they were kissing in front of anyone. They usually spent time looking at each other, saying everything that needed to be just with a gaze ; what Charlie had called « visual sex ». They didn't care. Their relation was theirs, that's why they always had kept physical contact for the private moments. Today was different. Castiel needed to know, to feel that Dean wouldn't leave, and would keep fighting by his side. Because nobody knew what had happened to him last night, and nobody ever would. That was better. When the time would come, he'll figure out a way to separate his soul from the dark lord's, to keep all that darkness away and, maybe, to remove it from himself. The best and only way he could see now was to die... But he couldn't punish Dean for the mistakes he had made in his past ; before they met... He'll have to find another way.../span/span/span/span/span/em/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"During this time, as he was going away from the druid, Dean grabbed his neck, and put his forehead against Castiel's. His eyes, Merlin, how could it be possible to have such eyes ? Two shining emeralds, which were screaming that he'd stay right there, that he knew something was wrong, that he was worried, but that whatever happen, Dean would never leave his side. Castiel nodded, before burying his head into Dean's collar, holding him like if his life was depending on it... Which was the case.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Songs were sounding in the little house, only noise around, and each one of them, at one point, became certain that Kevin was sending them a message, saying to feel better, that he was at peace, that he forgave them, and implored them to always keep the fight. They were stronger than that.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Rozary looked at Charlie, who was the forst to stand up. Her eyes were red from crying too much, and yet tears were still running down her cheeks, again and again. It'd probably last longer, she thought as the shapeshifter was changing again, taking Kevin's appearance without even realizing it. They all stood up, and Castiel slowly went upstairs after having looked at Kevin's sister. When he came back downstairs, he was carrying in his arms a body covered with a white sheet, and they all walked behind him into the woods./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Rose perfectly understood why he hadn't used a spell to move the body of their decesed friend. He was a muggle, and died because of magic, trying to protect the druids. Kevin had suffered enough of that magic for it to taint his funerals.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"How long did they walk like that, silent as shadows ? It felt like hours, so much the atmosphere was heavy around them. But she said nothing and followed, keeping her questions into her mind, trying to live and feel the present moment, because even if she was sad, it was from seeing Charlie so devastated, and she felt responsible./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Their journey slowed down, without anyone knowing why. Suddently, a flapping of wings, and Sora landed on Rozary's shoulder, softly howling. They all stopped and looked at her, then Loki appeared, slowly running around them before going away, followed by the owl. As if he had understood, Castiel folowed the animals, which guided them to the center of a clearing, rather small, and perfectly circular. The young woman could feel her hair raising at the bottom of her neck so much the energies around felt powerful. And apparently she wasn't the only one to feel it, as she saw the four druids irradiate of power./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Gabriel kneeled, putting his hand on the ground, his eyes closed, and soon branches growed out of the floor, getting tangled with each other, strewn with lianas and other herbs, all of it becoming an altar large enough for Castiel to put on it Kevin's lifeless body. At death's contact, the plants who just had grown lost their lifes too, in a matter of seconds, making the mortuary altar ready to be enflamed. Isil took her wand out, and moved it in the air, without anything happening. Charlie looked at the piece of wood without hiding her disgust, just before the witch putted it away. Then Castiel reached his hand, and caught a small black object that Rozary didn't know – Isil certainly had called it with an attraction spell – and gave it to Charlie, who took it, her hands shaking./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"She had to try several times before making a small flame appear at the bottom of the lighter, then approached it to the altar, which inflamed instantly./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"The wood was cracking, the flames crackling, each sound bouncing back on the trees barrier surrounding them. Her fists clenched, Charlie was loosing her gaze into the flames, no one daring to touch her as she was irradiating of anger, and sadness. Rozary cought herself hoping hardly that somebody would take care of Kevin, on the other side. That this person help them passing through the ordeals that were going to come to them. She wished that Sam was right, when he was talking about divine magic... And, for a moment, as the smoke reached for the sky, she almost managed to believe that there truly was something more powerful than them, over there, somewhere.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Several hours later, as they still were in the clearing, watching the rest of the smoking embers, Gabriel sat in front of what was left of the altar before looking at the Moon, right above them. It only took Sam a few seconds before sitting at the exact opposite of Gabriel, soon followed by Johannes, and then by Dean, all of them loosing their eyes into the moonlight, and Rozary went breathless seeing the volutes of magic coming out of them, and turning above the clearing, slowly melting all four of them, gold, steam, green and white all mixing up together and raising to the moon./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Something moved, in the middle of the embers, and soon a little pland grown out of the ground, at the center of the circle the druids were forming, and Rozary didn't have to think too long to guess that that spot was the exact center of the clearing. The plant grown, again, raising to the sky, getting taller, fed with this light, this magic, ignoring the flames that rebirth around it, killing them as it was growing too fast, quickly becoming a young oak which the smoking roots were kissing the earth. And none of the four druids were leaving the moon out of his sight, like they were in trance, like if themselves didn't know what they were doing.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"The oak slowly stopped growing, and Rozary guessed it was now the same age as Kevin when he died. The tree, sparkling with magic, seemed to suddently brust into flames just before this illusion disappeared, and everything stopped. The ember that were on the gound before the druids invoked the tree were now gone, and the magical volutes surrounding them calmed down for a bit as the four men looked down slowly and simultaneously, as if they were greeting somebody, but also like a thanking, just before looking straight in front of them, blinking. Charlie slowly got closer as they were standing, putting her hand on the oak, a sad smile on her face, then took each man into her arms, thanking them. « Thanks for what ? Asked Dean, staring at the tree like if he didn't understant what it was doing here./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- How did you do that ? » Rose looked at Isil, who just had asked... She was nor a druid, nor had rooted, so she couldn't have seen what Castiel and her had. But still, she saw a tree growing inside a blaze without anything else moving around, and that'd be strange indeed.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"« I don't know, answered Sam./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- It's the connection with the forest, informed Johannes. My old masters told me about that. The fact that Sora and Loki guided us here, at the center of a ritual circle isn't hazardous./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- I know, added Gabriel. It happened to me more than once. That's how Loki came to me in the first place, for example. But what I don't understand is the singing.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- What singing ?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- I don't know Castiel. It was strange, a very ancient language, as comprehensible as it was impossible to translate as the words were pure... And the melody was... It's hard to explain.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- Gabriel... It was the Moon... »/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Nobody spoke. What for ? They'll search informations about what had just happened later. The day had been strong in emotions, and each one o f them wanted to go home and change their mind. Rozary looked one last time at the oak, before following the others. She could have swear she heard a whisper from the center of the clearing bathed in light, but as she turned around, she only saw the wind playing in the tree's leaves./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"The come back to the house was lighter, calmer, like if each one of them had put away a heavy thing out of their chest. All but Castiel, and that worried Rozary more than she should have let it be. But that thing that she had touched, that was now bounded to Castiel, scared her. When Dean let her entering the kitchen before closing the door behing her, she saw, far away in his green and captivating ocean, all that darkness and chaos waiting, and that need she already had felt to protect the druid came back, and made her immediately look at Castiel. She knew he was a threat now, and that one day he'd give up and let himself be corrupted if nobody could find a solution, and that scared her to a point she couldn't believe was possible. Dean seemed to feel it, and put a hand on her shoulder. « He's going to get through this you know.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- I hope so... I don't know what it was, but... I hope that this time it's not too powerful for him... That thing... » It was too hard to qualify it with words... None could've describe that sensation./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"« I know, he answered. But we have to keep hoping, to keep trying. We have all the cards in hand to succeed. None of us know what that thing is, but there's one thing I know, we're going to keep fighting, because we haven't got that far just to give up now. Are you with us ? » Asking her that, he looked down at her with a smile, and Rozary saw fear, of course, but also trust, and above all, hope and challenge. Whatever could happen to them, they were together, and nothing could happen to them. She understood why Sam looked at his brother the way he did, whhy she had seen him several times look at his brother waiting for an advice, why when one was feeling bad, the other was making all what he could to keep them secure until everything was over. Dean was giving her that very same look, promising her that he'd make everything in his power to protect her, no matter what would happen next. And tears began to fill her eyes as his gaze was beautiful and sparkling with life beside the rare but still scary reflections she could see in it./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Charlie and Isil stayed in the kitchen, cooking for everybody. The four druids were outside, sitting in the moonlight, debatting about what had happened earlier in the evening. And Castiel and Rozary were in the living room, counting what ingredients were left, trying to make a list of everything they needed for Isil to go shopping./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Apparently, silence wasn't welcome in this house, as the music was still playing inside the walls. All it needed was a momentof silence, while Castiel was thinking and Rozary writing on the list, for everything to change./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"The death eater had overheard the conversation between Dean and Rose, and that was making him think, he couldn't get rid of this feeling. They were scared for him, but were trusting, and everythhing would be fine, one day... But Castiel wasn't that sure. He looked at Rozary, bending over her parchment, slowly writing the last ingredients, and when she looked up to him he was hit by how close she was of looking like her mother... But also by what differenciated them. And, with that, the memory of yesterday, when he was torturing Bellatrix, when he could've ended her in one gesture... The power of the spell that hit him was scary, indeed, but what was making his hands shake was way stronger than that, it was an envy, almost a need, and he had to fight it with all his strenght to forger that pleasure he had felt having the power of life or death on somebody... Because he had liked it.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"When you were here before,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Couldn't look you in the eye,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You're just like an angel,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Your skin makes me cry,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You float like a feather,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"In a beautiful world,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I wish I was special,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You're so fucking special./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"What the hell am I doing here?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I don't belong here./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Castiel clenched his fists. He hadn't even notice that the previous song had changed. Why this one ? Why now ? He felt strange, he had to fight, he knew that, for Dean... But Dean deserved so much better than him ! He was nothing, he was bad, evil, even before they met, so what to say about now ? He'll drive him to his lost if he accepted those chilling darkness... And yet, they were so tempting, almost purring of pleasure inside of him at the contact of all that fear and anger repressed deep inside... Just like they were telling him to come, that he was welcome, that he just had to let it go, forget his feelings, forget about everything, and just sink... And that was so tempting, so hypnotic.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I don't care if it hurts,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I want to have control,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I want a perfect body,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I want a perfect soul,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I want you to notice,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"When I'm not around,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You're so fucking special,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I wish I was special./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Dean, he had to think about Dean, to focus on him, on their roots, he couldn't sink, he just couldn't... But the more he tried to get away, the more the darkness inside him seemed to grow. He almost wasn't noticing Rozary looking in his eyes, asking if everything was fine. Nothing else existed but this fight inside of him at this very moment. But he wasn't strong enough, and the fight was pointless, he knew that, he knew that, he could feel it deep inside, soon or later that thing would take control over him, over his mind and body, just like yesterday. And it would be harder and harder to fight it... He doubted he could ever do it, and the more time was passing, the more he doubted, the more he was realizing he wouldn't be strong enough against it.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Then came the pain, horrible, throbbing, and he felt himself moving without even having asked it to his body... Rozary was on the ground, screaming, struggling, begging. And Castiel was looking at her, he'd like to help her, deep inside, knowing he was the cause of those screams. But he didn't care. He almost liked it, he noticed, and decided to experiment something. Raising his wand, he slowly turned his wrist, looking deep inside the eyes of the young woman, surprising himself by smiling.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"What the hell am I doing here?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I don't belong here./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"She's running out again,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"She's running out.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"She run run run run.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Run.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Whatever makes you happy,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Whatever you want,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You're so fucking special,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I wish I was special.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"What the hell am I doing here?/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I don't belong here,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I don't belong here./span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Footsteps were heard, and he felt the others entering the living room behind him, carrying Johannes as they could. He didn't bother to look at them, enjoying the fear that was filling the room, fear that everybody was feeling, fear that was almost making him more powerful. « Castiel ?... What's going on ? »/span/span/span/span/span/em/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Isil had screamed, and he turned to face her, without a word. When she raised her wand to disarm him, he sent her at the other side of the room with one move of the head, bursting out laugh seeing the fear in the other's eyes. Then he saw Charlie, and he smiled even more, slowly getting closer to her, Rozary and Johannes finally had shut down, probably had they fainted. Those roots definitely were more than intriguing, too bad that his guinea pigs were now out of order... Too bad. He had a lot of other toys to play with, and the young Squid was exactly what he needed right now.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"She stepped back, terrified, what made him stop for a moment, just enough time for Dean to go between them, looking deep into Castiel's eyes. « Cas, this isn't you ! »/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But Castiel wasn't listening. He wanted Charlie. He then put his hand on the druid's shoulder, looking away, but at the moment he looked at the shapeshifter Dean took his head between his hands and desperately kissed him./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"He fought, at first, not wanting that, but after only a few seconds he felt that pain, that suffering just as it was his, and his wand felt on the floor as he was letting himself go into Dean's arms, hanging on to him like a buoy, trying to get away from the darkness that seemed to go so deep inside of him that he felt like he was becoming this chaos... And that scared him, horribly.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Dean ended the kiss, and their gazes met again. « You made it... »/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"But Castiel wasn't feeling like he had made anything. He looked at Charlie, who was now against the wall, and the fear, the disgust and the anger he saw in the young woman's eyes nailed him on the spot. He heard Rozary and Johannes raising up, helped by Sam and Gabriel, and saw Isil entering his gaze, her wand pointing at him, putting herself between him and Charlie. And he understood their reactions, he knew he would have done exactly the same thing as Isil if their places had been reversed, that's why he shooted into his wand – still on the ground – to put it away from him, and looked deep inside Charlie's eyes, who hadn't move, killing him with her eyes. What to do ? What to say ?.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And that music that was still playing, that damned music, without what nothing would've happened, that music that reminded him of Kevin, that music again that he couldn't stop and that was playing for several hours now... The song changed. Again. And Castiel saw, into the shifting eyes of Charlie, something he had never seen before in her... Hated.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You are one of God's mistakes,/span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"You tr/span/span/span/span/span/emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"ying, tragic waste of skin,/span/span/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"I'm well aware of how it aches,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And you still won't let me in./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Now I'm breaking down your door,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"To try and save your swollen face,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Though I don't like you anymore,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You lying, trying waste of space.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Before our innocence was lost,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You were always one of those,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"Blessed with lucky sevens,/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"And the voice that made me cry./span/span/span/p
p style="widows: 2; orphans: 2;"emspan style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"span style="font-style: normal;"span style="font-weight: normal;"Castiel looked at Charlie getting closer to him, her hair becoming red, her eyes totally black from anger... And those energies, around her, were only hatred and disgust. All of it because of him. And that was hurtful, more than he wanted to admit it, wondering what would happen next.../span/span/span/span/span/em/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"The punch was sent without anyone able to stop it, a big crackle being heard, and the death eater was holding his face, blood slipping down his arm... His nose was probably broken, but he didn't care at the moment, all that mattered whas Charlie and her gaze. Charlie who, he could see it, wished she'd never met him.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"The young woman turned around and, without a look, got out, slamming the door behind her. Castiel tried to reach her before it happened, but Dean and Isil forbade him to do so. « Let her be... She'll need time to accept everything.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- No, Isil, I have to bring her back !/span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- Cas... » Dean looked deep into his eyes, and he calmed down a little bit, haven't even felt that he was drifting again towards that anger that took him earlier. « You said anyone was free to go./span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- I also said not to come back ! Dean, I can't leave her, I must.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"You must what ? Asked Isil. She is major, she can go wherever she wants. And it's not like if anyone is looking for her.../span/span/span/p
p style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; widows: 2; orphans: 2;"span style="color: #000000;"span style="font-family: Times;"span style="font-size: large;"- She is my sister. » simply answered Castiel looking at the door Charlie had left in. He hoped she would be safe. He was hoping with so much strenght that Dean took his hand, calming him down with that simple touch./span/span/span/p