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Chapter Twenty Four
Saving The World
Dean looked at Cas with distrust, his amazing green eyes sparkling with it and his body language almost protective as he moved so he was pretty much blocking me from view of the angel. "We don't have much time Dean." Cas started saying, his voice urgent and for once full of emotion. What was up with that? Angels didn't have emotions right? They were like robots or something.
"Yeah, that I get. What I don't get is what you're doing here? I thought you wanted peace on Earth and all that other hippy shit Zach was talking about." If Dean got any tenser he wouldn't be able to move enough to talk.
"You, you and Sam and Bella. You've taught me the importance of freedom Dean. But that's not important right now. I'll explain myself if we all live. What is important is that we get out of here and stop Sam." Cas' eyes held urgency still but also a little bit of pride. He was standing up for what he believed in, even if it meant going against the rest of heaven. Something he should defiantly be proud of. Hell I was proud for the big doffus.
"How do we get out of here then?" Dean asked back, his body relaxing minutely. If I hadn't been so attuned to him, if I hadn't watched his every move and facial expression for the last six months I wouldn't have been able to tell it was that slight. But I knew then that I could come out from behind his back.
"I will get you to Sam, then I'll shall return and prevent Zach and the archangels from following you for as long as I can, but you have to hurry!" Cas' voice while still boring to the extreme had defiantly gained some emotion.
"I told ya all we had to do was wait for a miracle." I smiled at Dean as Cas walked to us with his hands out stretched. Dean just rolled his eyes at me as the angels chilly fingers touched my forehead and a white light burnt away my view of the room.
~0~
When the light vanished we were stood outside of the creepiest, abandoned looking nunnery I'd ever seen. The walls were crumbling with age, statues had been vandalised, the topiary was dead and the air around the building smelt of neglect and fear. A violent shiver of warning flashed up my spine. This was a bad place to be, I could feel that in my very soul; too bad this was the one place on earth that we actually needed to be.
"I'll hold back the other angels. Be careful." Cas said.
Before he could disappear though I had one thing I needed to say to him. "Thanks, for everything. Especially the bringing me back to life thing Castiel, that was pretty cool." I smiled as brightly as I could in the awful place. Cas just looked at me and bowed his head before disappearing once more. Gotta say, I was starting to see a bonus to a man that didn't talk much.
Dean and I looked at each other briefly before we turned as one and started running towards the massive oak doors in front of us that stood open. I didn't worry that neither of us had weapons on us, though the thought did cross my mind that they might be useful. No my only concern, and Deans, was to get to Sam. To stop him, to save him and the world in the process.
We sprinted through the doors, bursting through into a dusty, graffitied hallway, dead leaves crunching under our heavy footsteps, our breath coming in harsh pants. Adrenalin surged through my body, adrenalin and slight panic, my heart beating so fast that I felt it, so hard that it almost hurt.
Together Dean and I reached the end of the corridor, it branched off in two different directions. Shit. Which way to go!?
I turned to face the right corridor that lead off, more doors, more corridors. Shit! Shit!
"This way!" Dean barked at me, heading to the right, I turned on my heel and ran after him. The corridor that we ran down this time ended in two more huge oak doors, and through them Sam stood, his breathing as heavy as ours, his eyes burning with fury, his lips stained a dark red that made me shudder.
"Sam!" Dean and I screamed together at the top of our lungs. Desperation and more panic over took me. "Sam!" I screamed again, needing him to stop, to just look at us as we ran for him. Fifty feet. Fifty measly feet separated Dean and me from Sam, but running them, the whole world resting in between us and Sam, they felt like a million miles.
Sam turned to look at us, confusion and a little bit of relief visible on his face for the shortest second before the doors slammed shut of their own account. Shit!
"Sam!" Dean screamed throwing his body against the huge door, but not moving it an inch.
"Bella." One word, spoken at normal volume, as though he was stood right next to me made me freeze and turn back the way that we'd run from. For the first time in a long while I was scared.
Edward stood at the far end of the corridor a smile stretching his face and making a shudder run through my whole body.
I heard the doors burst open behind me and turned my back on Edward, even though every instinct in me told me not too.
Dean and me looked at each other before starting to head for Sam. Four little words, spoken in a calm tone stopped me though. "I've got your dad." Edward told me, as though he was telling me that it would rain tomorrow.
"B..!" Dean yelled at me, glancing at Edward, his face full of indecision and worry.
"Go, I've got this one!" I told him, turning my back on him and Sam, I couldn't leave this. I had to get my dad. Dean and Sam could handle this, they had too, and they had to do it without me.
"I'm not leaving you B." Dean growled at me, but his face kept going back to the now open room.
"You've got to D, Sammy needs you. I can handle him. Trust me." I meant every word, they'd taught me well enough so that I could handle one lonesome vampire. I knew deep down, in the pit of my stomach, that it wouldn't just be Edward, there was something not right about him, he wasn't alone, or wasn't working alone. But I needed to do this, I needed to get my dad back, once and for all.
A shout echoed from the room where Sam was gonna unleash Lucifer on the world. Deans eyes got round, he looked at me with regret and worry. "I love you B!" He shouted at me before turning and running for his brother, the way it should be.
"I love you too D." I called, hoping he heard me. Hoping he knew that I meant it, and desperately hoping it wasn't the last time I got to say it to him.
I turned to face Edward who hadn't moved, a relaxed smile still on his face while mine held anger. "Okay, you've got my attention. Where is he?" I asked Edward with my arms crossed, concious of the noises that sounded like shouting and fighting coming from behind me. I wanted nothing more than to turn back around and join them, than to help, but if Edward really did have Charlie then I needed to get him back.
"He's safe. For now." Wow, had Edward been taking lessons about being a bad guy from crappy eighties movies?
"So... What do I gotta do to get him back, and dude, don't say you, cause that so ain't gonna happen." I said trying for casual despite the urgency I felt rising in my throat.
"There's no need to be so crude Bella." Edward said with a small frown on his forehead, I begged to differ but kept my mouth shut for once. "Come with me. We've got a car waiting."
"We've?" I asked, knowing that I was in over my head but knowing I also had no choice but to follow.
"Jasper and Emmett are with me of course." What the hell did he mean of course? How was that an of course moment. Why were Jasper and Emmett with him? Had they been lying to me all along, siding and working with Edward since that night?
"Okay, I'll bite. Let's go." I was trying so hard to be nonchalant about this. So hard. But it wasn't working, I was divided, torn. I wanted Charlie back safe and sound, I wanted to get to the bottom of why the hell Jasper and Emmett were with Edward but I also wanted to be with Sam and Dean. What if they couldn't handle this alone. After all, it was the rise of Lucifer. Hell was literally coming to earth. I couldn't turn my back on that. Could I?
"If you don't come with us right now, all I've got to do is make one phone call. One phone call and Charlie's gone Bells. Gone for good and then your all alone. An orphan." Looks like my decision had been made for me then.
"Don't call me Bells." I bit out at Edward, fury colouring my words, Sam was the only one who could call me Bells. That was his name for me and he was the only one I'd let call me that now.
Edward just shrugged and started walking back to the entrance of the church.
My heart ached as I followed the vampire. I was leaving Sam and Dean when they needed me most. This couldn't be the right thing to do, surely?
Still I followed the way Edward had headed. No other choice that I could see open to me.
The corridor somehow seemed even more threatening as I walked back along it. The cobwebs thicker, the dust more obvious and the dead leaves that rattled in the breeze seem more horrific. The noise similar to that of ghosts rattling out a death sigh. Of course that could all be due to the fact that I was following a vampire to my almost certain death.
Something flashed past me, impossibly fast. A blur in the dirty corridor, blending in almost flawlessly. But I'd hung out with vampires too long, and I'd been a hunter for way too long to let the vampire get the jump on me. Turning as quick as I could I brought my hands up and blocked Edwards arm as he brought the plank of wood that he clutched in his white marble hand crashing down where my head would have been seven months ago before I knew any better.
Edwards eyes were completely black now his blow had been stopped. Surprise graced his once beautiful features but which were now twisted with something dark, all the humanity gone from him, drained away by some thing else. No matter how much of an asshole Edward could be, this wasn't him, something was using him, of that I was certain.
"Hey, I thought you just wanted me to follow you? You never said anything about killing me!" I bit out as I pulled the wood from his hands with all the strength I had and brought my foot up to push him back at the same time. A while back this move would have just sent my crashing down on my butt, but know it paid off; Edward moved back from me with the force of my kick and I was left standing, holding the plank of wood that had been clutched tightly in his iron grasp. Hell yeah. At least I had some sort of weapon now.
"I wasn't going to kill you Bella, I'd never do that. I was just gonna make this easier on you. Make you sleep until you were back with Charlie, I know how much you'd worry otherwise." Edward purred at me in his musical voice, bile rising in my throat. Bile and anger once more.
"You don't know shit about me Edward! Nothing anymore, you got that! I said I'd come, I'll fucking come!" I shouted, pissed as hell. He didn't know me anymore, the only people who did were Sam, Dean and Bobby. I'd changed beyond belief, a different person to whom I'd been when he'd known me. "And are you for real? Seriously? Make you sleep? You were gonna knock me the hell out. Not the same thing!" I was saying as I picked my way long the corridor. Turning my back on Edward and making the biggest mistake since... Well ever really, I had no excuses, I knew better.
Pain shot through my head and the world went black.
~0~
I came to, my head pounding and feeling woozy. What was happening, where was I? Why did I have a migraine?
I prised open my eyes and looked around, I was lying in a dark, dirty room, it looked like an abandoned mansion or something. One that had seen it's share of people breaking in and wrecking the place at that. Dirty faded purple curtains hung over boarded up windows, chip packets and soda bottles littered the wrecked wooden floor boards.
No-one seemed to be in the room with me so I battled with my furious headache and tried to get off the sofa I seemed to be lying on.
I couldn't move my arms or legs. I tried again with a groan, it was almost like I was tied down or something. I looked down at my arms, hoping if I willed them to enough they'd move, kinda like that scene in Kill Bill. Only that wasn't gonna work. I was tied down. My hands and legs were bound to my sides, not on a sofa as I'd thought but a cushioned stretcher, similar to ones that you found in a morgue. Shit!
"Glad to see you're awake Bella." A voice declared from the shadows. It seemed I wasn't alone after all.
Panic welled up in me, this was it, I was done for. I couldn't get out of this and no-one was coming to my rescue this time either. Panic bubbled so close to the surface that I almost screamed for help. Something that I knew, without a doubt wouldn't help.
I fought with myself, trying to calm down. I'd get out of this, of course I would, something would occur to me. Some plan of action that I couldn't see now. Why the hell was I panicking? That wasn't going to help anything. I knew this shit. It wasn't anything new to me.
My silent little pep talk helped to calm me down as the owner of the voice moved out of the shadows.
A young girl started approaching me, she couldn't have been more than fifteen with long brown hair and a serene smile spread across her innocent looking face. The sight gave me the creeps.
"I'm glad we could finally meet Bella, though I wish it wasn't in such unpleasant circumstances." The girl said to me, her voice a seductive drawl that didn't match her face.
"Eve." I stated, I didn't have any doubts who this was.
"That's right." She smiled at me, walking ever closer. Maybe my whole, I'm done for thing hadn't been so crazy after all?
"So you're the one that sent the Cullen's after me then?" I asked with a sigh, trying desperately to remember when my life had been normal, and failing dismally.
"That's right. Children have to obey their mother."
"Well, you're rocking the whole Mary look. Do you have my father here or was that a fake?" I asked, might as well find out if the reason I'd came was true or a big 'gotcha'.
"No, we have Charlie, I would never ask my children to lie. And I would never lie to you Bella." Eve smiled that creepy smile at me still. "Would you like to see him?"
"That would be great." I said, a plan, any plan would also be great. Maybe my dad had one?
"Can you bring in our other guest please Jasper." Eve said in a whisper over her shoulder and I noticed that one of the shadows move. Damn. That was gonna make things even more difficult.
"And bring back a burger while you're at! I'm hungry!" I shouted after Jasper with a smirk, now that he'd left so had the flutterings of panic. Well that explained a lot. I wondered why I hadn't had a full blown panic attack then?
"You're going to be fun." Eve told me her smile widening. I really didn't like the sound of that.
"I already am honey, just ask my friends." I quipped, remembering Deans advice from a life time ago; have fun on the job. Well I wasn't so sure this was fun, but I'd sure as hell try and make it so.
"I'm not sure that your friends are capable of answering any question at the moment." Eve smirked right back at me, an evil glint in her eyes. What did that mean? Was she messing with me? Or had Sam and Dean...? No. I'd know if they had, if they were, I'd feel it in my gut.
A noise like metal scraping against metal made me turn my head as far as my restrained body would let me.
Jasper was pushing something, a trolley? Why was he pushing a trolley, I thought he was bringing my dad to me?
As Jasper stepped out of the shadows into the light I gasped. It was my dad that he had brought to see me. He was strapped down to a bed like mine but on wheels, his face was broken and bleeding in places, one of his eyes half closed and puffy. But he was my dad, it really was him. I could tell, I could sense it. It was like coming home after a really brutal day.
"Daddy?" I asked, my voice coming out weak and child like, nothing as to what I'd been this last few months.
"Bella!" Charlie sounded just as choked up as I was. "Bella, you shouldn't have come. I'm not worth this.." Dad's voice was weak and his one good eye looked panicked as he looked me over.
"Of course you are." I whispered, wishing with everything that I could get up and give him a hug.
Fear started prickling my skin again, settling in and making me want to cry like a little bitch. But I wouldn't give in. "Cut it out!" I glared at Jasper. This was hard enough as it was without someone playing with my emotions.
"He can't. I asked him to do anything to make it easier for you to accept me, and a sons got to be obedient to his mother." Eve grinned at me before turning to face Jasper. "She's resisting you son?" She asked him.
Jasper gave me a pleading look before turning and facing his 'mother'. "Yes."
"How I wonder." Eve mused. "Do you have any ideas Jasper?" She asked.
"Yes." Jasper's voice was barely above a whisper and I realised he really didn't have a choice in this, she was doing something to him so that it was impossible for him but to answer her honestly. I felt a little bad for him, but more so for Charlie and myself. "Her tattoo." Oh crap. That couldn't be good.
"You got a tattoo?" Dad asked me his voice laced with disapproval.
"Is this really the time for that?" I asked him back with an eye roll.
"Suppose not kid." Dad sighed, his eyes taking me in again, looking for any other changes his original assessment had missed I assumed.
"Well, we can fix that. I'll be back." Eve said with a smile before leaving the room.
"Arnold wants his catchphrase back!" I called after her, really 'I'll be back'? How lame could you get?
"Bella." My dad said, his voice still full of emotion. "You've got to get out of here. You don't know what she wants to do with you."
"I would if I could, but I can't even move my hands, let alone pick four restraints and I'm so up on the whole vessel thing." I said with a sigh. "Where have you been dad? I've been looking for you for months. You just left me there." No time like the present to get into all the drama. And I was pretty sure they would be no time in the future if Eve had anything to do with it.
"I'm sorry Bella. I am. When I got to the hunt I was working on..." Charlie started saying his voice soft and full of remorse as was his one good eye.
"The satanists." I stated for him.
"You found out about that?" Charlie sounded a bit shocked at that, what did he think I'd been doing for the last few months? Hibernating? And he knew about Sam and Dean, right? Everyone else seemed to.
"Yeah, we stopped them, don't worry." I said hurriedly, wanting him to skip to the main plot and quick, before psycho barbie came back.
"We? Stopped them?" Again dad sounded way more shocked and worried than he should have been.
"Yeah, Sam, Dean and me. We caught them, and stopped them. Well Sam and Dean did, I just dropped to the floor while they shot. But dad, where were you. Where did you go to? We've been looking everywhere for you. I've even got Bobby, Ellen and Ash looking for you and we haven't heard a word. Didn't you realise I'd be worried. Hell forget worried, I was a mess. And then mom... Mom died and still you didn't come to me? What was that about? And dude I told you to stop! Lay off it!" The last bit was aimed at Jasper as fear and anger warmed my arms and legs as well as starting a pit of fire in my stomach.
"You've been hunting?" My dad asked half fearfully but also sounding like he had resigned himself to it. "John was suppose to make sure that you were ok, that you didn't find out about this and that you had money. He wasn't suppose to make you into a hunter, we had a deal!" Charlie had started getting angry himself now.
"Dad. John's dead, apparently it happened a couple of years ago. Dean and Sam came when I rang John's mobile. They didn't know about any deal. So now that's one mystery solved, where have you been?" I asked, getting frustrated, this had to be the longest conversation Charlie and me had ever had and he still hadn't answered my questions.
"Sorry to interrupt your little reunion Bella, but we've got things to do ourselves. A little girl time to have." Eve said as she walked back into the room, her face stretched into an even wider grin than before, she pushed a trolley that was covered with a sheet. Every squeak the old rusty thing gave as it came closer made my heart pound slightly harder. I was pretty sure I knew what was under the sheet, and I was really sure that I didn't want them any where near me.
The trolley stopped next to me and Eve whipped off the sheet covering it. Yup, those were torture implements that were on the trolley.
"First let's start with that pesky tattoo shall we?" Eve smiled at me and picked up a wicked sharp looking knife. I swallowed, the fear I felt my own now.
"No!" Charlie screamed, his throat sounding like it tore with the force.
"Don't make him watch this. Please." I asked Eve, my voice calm even though my heart was beating so fast and hard I was surprised that it wasn't visible through my shirt.
Eve considered me for a minute, one finger trailing leasurly along the sharp looking knife. "Ok, I'll grant you this one request Bella. Remove him." Eve told the room where I knew at least Jasper was hiding.
"No! No! Bella!" Charlie's howls were audible even as Jasper removed him from the room. I knew it must be terrible for him not to know what was going on in here. But I would have been worse for him to watch. Cause I was pretty damn sure this wasn't going to be pretty.
"Right, let's get started shall we?" Eve smiled at me.
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