Keep Calm and Carry On Part 2

Angela, Castiel, Robert, and Mary walked into a garage where the driver of the SUV was working on the vehicle. Angela held Grace on her hip.

"Jamie Ross?" Castiel asked.

"Who's asking?"

Castiel stepped forward. "The blonde woman that you drove yesterday, what was her name?"

"Blonde? Sorry, mate, you got the wrong—

Castiel interrupted Jamie by headbutting him twice.

"Cas!" Angela warned.

"That's an angel?" Mary looked at Angela skeptically.

"Blonde. Name. Now." Castiel demanded.

"I—I—I don't know her name." Jamie stammered.

"What do you know?" Castiel narrowed his eyes.

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Angela walked over to the restaurant table and sat down.

"Find anything?" Castiel asked as Grace played with his tie.

"Yeah, ran the, uh, tail number that what's-his-face gave us," Angela started. "The plane that Evil Elsa flew in on has diplomatic registry."

"Which means?" Mary asked curiously.

"Which means, its flight plans are sealed unless you want to hack the State Department." Angela sighed heavily.

"Who are these people?" Robert frowned deeply.

Castiel looked up and spotted Gregory Marion's vehicle. "Angela."

Angela looked around and saw the vehicle head toward the veterinary clinic. Gregory unloaded his vehicle and walked toward the clinic door. Angela walked quietly up behind him and placed her gun to Gregory's neck.

"Dr. Marion," Angela started. "How about you let us in?"

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Gregory sat in front of his desk with Castiel, Angela, Mary, and Robert standing before him. Castiel held Grace in his arms.

"So, you dug the bullets out of their legs, no questions asked?" Angela raised her brows.

"She offered me 100 grand." Gregory defended.

"And you took it?" Mary scoffed.

"Students loans were a bitch, okay?"

Castiel set Grace down and angrily stalked toward Gregory.

"Cas!" Angela exclaimed. "Don't hurt him. Not yet."

"All right, look, she didn't give me her name," Gregory said honestly. "When we were done, the driver bailed, I got paid, and then some other chick shows up, and they all drive away."

"And that's everything you know?" Robert questioned.

"Yeah. Totally." Gregory replied insincerely.

"Hurt him." Mary narrowed her eyes.

Castiel stepped forward and grabbed Gregory by his collar.

"Oh, oh, ahh! I have her phone number!" Gregory revealed. "Okay? Okay, look, look, look. Look, I don't know where they are, but she called me a couple hours ago—a few hours ago, asking about the sedative I gave the guys. So… I've got her phone number."

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Aldrich, Missouri

Sam groggily came out of unconsciousness. He and Dean were on the floor, unchained, and each of their burned feet had been wrapped up. Sam looked around, realizing that he and Dean were alone in the cellar.

"Dean," he whispered to his still unconscious brother. "Dean."

Sam touched his neck and felt a needle puncture. Looking up, he spotted a camera and realized they were being watched.

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Toni and Ms. Watts were watching Sam and Dean on a screen.

"I don't think it's working." Ms. Watts commented.

"Wait. Soon, they'll be begging to answer our questions." Toni assured. "Anything to make it stop." She added as her cell phone started ringing. "Dr. Marion."

"Yeah," Gregory's voice rang through. "I'm just calling, you know, to, uh, check on the patients."

Toni's brows furrowed slightly. "Is everything all right, doctor?"

"Yeah, yeah, sure. Definitely."

"I'm hanging up now," Toni replied.

"Uh—

"Listen, bitch," Angela's voice rang through threateningly. "I don't care who you are, I don't care what you want. You have my husband and my brother-in-law."

"Angela Winchester," Toni greeted. "I heard you were dead."

"Well, you heard wrong." Angela retorted. "Now, I'm gonna give you one chance—just one—to hand Sam and Dean back."

"Sorry. Not possible."

"Oh, you think you can run from me?" Angela scoffed. "Try it. Because when I find you—and I will find you—if my boys aren't in one piece, I will take you apart. You understand me?"

Toni hung up and turned to look at Ms. Watts. "We have a problem."

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Angela clenched her jaw and bent Gregory's phone in half.

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Angela strapped Grace into her car seat before she got into the Impala along with everyone else. Angela started the car and sped off.

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Aldrich, Missouri

Sam was limping around the cellar as Dean started to regain consciousness. Sam rattled the outside cellar door, which was chained shut.

"Let us out!"

"Sammy?" Dean grunted.

Sam turned around when suddenly he heard a high pitched ringing, which intensified quickly. He started to see images of people dying, like Kevin and Mary.

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Angela was driving down the empty road.

"Now what?" Robert asked.

"Well, we got her number," Angela replied. "Let's head back to the bunker, and we'll put a trace on it."

Suddenly, tires screeched as the Impala was hit by another vehicle. The window next to Mary shattered and Castiel turned his body to protect Grace. The car started to skid as Angela controlled it while slamming on the breaks.

"Mary? Dad?" Angela called out in concern.

"I'm good, Pumpkin," Robert grunted.

Castiel leaned over the front seat and placed a hand on Mary's head. "She's unconscious, but there's no serious damage."

"All right. Help her." Angela instructed. "Gracie-girl, are you okay, sweetie?"

"Uh-huh, Mommy." Grace nodded.

Angela gave Grace a once-over, just to make sure. After confirming that Grace was okay, Angela got out of the car to check the damage to the Impala.

"Man, Dean's gonna be pissed," Angela muttered to herself.

Castiel and Robert exited the car. Castiel opened the passenger side door and placed Mary upright in the seat. She was bleeding from a fairly serious cut on her head.

"Angela Winchester, I presume." Ms. Watts said suddenly.

Angela looked around to see Ms. Watts. Angela frowned in confusion.

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Aldrich, Missouri

In the cellar of the farmhouse, Sam could still hear the high-pitched ringing. He dropped to his knees and looked up to see a hallucination of Angela getting stabbed by Metatron.

"Angie," he breathed out.

"Sammy!" Dean yelled in concern as he started to hear the same high-pitched ringing.

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"You should be more careful with your location services on your phone." Ms. Watts commented.

"Are you one of them?" Angela demanded.

"I'm one of them." Ms. Watts confirmed.

"Yeah." Angela walked toward Ms. Watts and grabbed her by the collar. "You tell me where my boys are, and I might make it easy on you."

"Oh, please don't." Ms. Watts smirked.

Ms. Watts swung at Angela with Enochian-infused brass knuckles. Angela retaliated but Ms. Watts was quick to grab Angela's arm, twisting it so a 'snap' could be heard. Angela yelled out in pain. Ms. Watts threw Angela to the ground and Robert was quick to lung at Ms. Watts, who managed to punch Robert square in the face. Ms. Watts proceeded to knee him in the groin, causing him to fall to his knees. Castiel raised his arm to use his 'angel mojo' on Ms. Watts, but she was quick to send him to the ground as well.

Castiel grunted and spit out blood as Angela stood up and patted herself for her gun.

"Looking for this?" Ms. Watts dangled the gun. "So, round two? Anyone?"

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Aldrich, Missouri

Sam was on his knees and heard disembodied voices. Meanwhile, Dean was having visions from his time in Hell.

"Dead," Angela's disembodies voice echoed. "I'm dead because of you. I'm dead because of you. This is all your fault. This is your fault."

Sam looked up and saw a hallucination of Angela. "Angie? Baby?"

"We're all dead because of you, Sam." Angela's disembodied voice continued.

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Angela attempted to swing at Ms. Watts, but the woman attacked Angela with the brass knuckles again. Robert lunged at Ms. Watts but she threw him hard against the Impala. Meanwhile, Castiel brought out his angel blade. Ms. Watts kicked Angela, sending her flying into the tan car.

Castiel attempted to stab Ms. Watts with the blade, but she attacked Castiel with the brass knuckles. She kicked the blade from the angel's hand and continued to beat on him until he crumbled to the ground. Ms. Watts grabbed Angela's gun from where she placed it on the trunk of the Impala.

"You know," Ms. Watts started. "I thought you would have lasted a tad longer. But hey, you know what they say. Good things come to those—

Suddenly, the tip of the angel blade protruded from Ms. Watts's chest. She reflectively pulled the trigger twice as Angela scrambled out of the way. Ms. Watts's body fell to the ground and Angela looked up at Mary.

"Thanks, Mary." She breathed out.

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Aldrich, Missouri

"Your fault!" Angela's disembodied voice yelled. "It's your fault. Just die. It's your fault. It's your fault."

Sam broke the mirror and picked up a large piece of glass while Dean continued seeing visions of Hell.

"It's your fault," Angela's disembodied voice seethed. "It's all your fault. Just die. Why won't you die, Sam? Why don't you die? It's your fault."

Sam put the glass to his throat and slashed his neck, falling to the ground. Dean brought himself over and picked up a shard of glass, following Sam's movements. Suddenly, Toni ran down the stairs with a cattle prod, checking the brothers, who were laying in pools of their own blood.

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Sam jumped off the ground and Dean pulled himself up as well, grabbing Toni from behind. Sam grabbed Toni's neck and showed her the long cut on his hand.

"Maybe you're not as good at your job as you think, sweetheart," Dean smirked.

Sam continued to choke Toni and Dean let her body fall to the ground. As the brothers started up the stairs, Toni got up and grabbed the cattle prod, using it against them. Toni made her way past them and was able to close and lock the door.

"No!" Dean pounded on the door. "You bitch!"

"No! No!" Sam bellowed, leaning back against the stairs in defeat.

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Robert and Castiel were hiding Ms. Watts's car while Mary sat in the Impala, looking at her hands. Angela knelt down in front of Mary.

"Found her cell phone in the car," she told the older woman. "Last phone call was made from Aldrich, Missouri. We're guessing Sam and Dean are probably around there."

"Good." Mary nodded. "That's great."

"You okay, Mary?" Angela asked softly.

Mary shook her head. "No. I'm sorry. I just… I spent my life running from this, from hunting. And I got out. I never wanted this for my boys."

"Mary, I—I get it. I do." Angela assured. "I don't want Grace getting mixed up with this stuff. But Sam, Dean, and me… saving people and hunting things, this is our life. I think we make the world a better place. I know that we do."

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Aldrich, Missouri

Sam and Dean were sitting on the stairs in pain. Sam leaned his head back against the rail and closed his eyes as Dean pushed his hands through his hair.

A/N: Hey, y'all, I hope you liked this chapter! I'm so, so happy that y'all are liking the installment so far :) And as always, thank you for the recent reviews! Love y'all, xoxo :)

~Emily