A head went flying and lands in the mud. Blood poured out and soaked into the soil. Mary nods and kicks the head. It rolls and bumps into the other heads that are piled up.
That was the second vampire's nest within a few weeks. Mary gets out a cloth and wipes the blood off her machete. She didn't ask any of Bobby's people for back up. She went into the hunts alone. Sometimes she preferred being alone. She adjusted to the idea of being alone since Sam kicked her out. After burning the bodies, the huntress throws the machete into the trunk and gets into the car. She planned to stay in a motel and the next morning she will search for another hunt. She had to keep herself busy. Hunting helps her to stop thinking about her boys.
She also didn't want to call for back up because she didn't want to face Bobby. The recent events still haunted her. Castiel did send her a text and assured her Dean was okay but it wasn't enough. She wanted to find her oldest and protect him from pretty much everything. Their life is too dangerous for a child.
She grips the steering wheel as she drove. The silence between her and her sons has been torture. This is how her boys felt when she constantly left them to work for the British Men of Letters. They felt pain, loss, anger. She can understand why Dean was so pissed off with her in the past now.
She comes out of her thoughts when she hears her phone ring. She pulls over to the side of the road and answers it.
"Hello."
"Mary."
"Castiel!"
So many questions wanted to come out but Mary pushed them back. She didn't want to jump down the angel's throat.
"Its...Sam." Cas answered his voice full of worry.
Mary sits up straight in her seat.
"Sam? What is it? Is he okay? Did Michael did do something to him?"
"Lucifer is back."
That knocked Mary off guard.
"What?" She answered thinking she was hearing things.
"He's back. He possessed Sam."
"Possessed Sam?" Her eyes widen. "Sam is a vessel again!"
"We didn't see it coming."
"Sam...Dean. My boys!" She cried.
"I'm sorry. Jack is gone as well Lucifer has him."
"Where are you?" She demanded.
"Heading towards Rowena's. I fear that's where Lucifer might go next. He will want Dean and Michael. I'll text you the location."
"I'll be as quick as I can."
"I'll see you there."
The call ends. Mary puts her phone on the board and presses on to the message. Michael and Lucifer are getting on her nerves and if she sees them she is going to give them Hell. Her boys needed her more than ever now and its her role as a mom to save them.
She prayed in her mind hoping they will be okay.
Both of you hang on. I'm coming.
Jack sat on the ground wrapped in ropes. He glared at the demon who had her boot on Donatello. She introduced herself as Belinda. Her buddies are outside the room waiting for their ruler to return.
"Your daddy can't wait to see you." She smirked.
Jack ignored her. He wasn't going to interact with his father's creations. They are just as sick and twisted as he is.
"Can't do the silent treatment forever. Lucifer wants to talk to you."
"I don't want to talk to him." Jack answered.
She tuts.
Then the door opens.
"He's here." Her companion says.
Belinda gets off the chair.
"Enjoy."
She walks out of the room. Few moments later he appears at the door. Jack felt like he was going to throw up. Sam the most kindest person in the world. The one who didn't see him as a monster from the start. The one who took him under his wing and was always there for him. He was more of a dad than what Lucifer ever was. Now here he is but he wasn't in the driving seat. Jack knew just by looking at the expression it was the Devil. Sam's softened features was hardened, his eyes are hostile. The joker like grin sent a shiver down the former nephilim's spine.
Jack had to admit he was scared but not so much for himself but for Sam. His eyes widen when he carried two people with him. Judging by the long red hair Jack guessed that was Rowena. The other human was smaller. A child.
Dean! Jack thought with horror.
Lucifer got out a pair of cuffs and slaps them on Rowena's wrists.
"No magic today red."
He shoves her on the floor.
He carried Dean to the other side of the room and placed him on the ground. He knew Michael was weak after seeing Sam's memories but he had to take precaution in case the spell decided to wear off. He got some thick long chains and wrapped it around the child. He could kill Dean and his alternative brother right now but Lucifer had a plan. He needed to follow it step by step. He needed to break Sam. He was going to do it nice and slowly.
First, its father and son bonding time.
He turns round and smiles.
"Hello son."
Cas barges in and looks round.
"MICHAEL, ROWENA!" He searches the rooms with a frantic expression.
"You're too late."
Cas stops and looks round. He spots Patrick sitting on the couch. The witch brings the glass of whiskey to his lips and swallows it in one gulp. He grimaced and pours himself another.
"Too late?" Cas frowned.
Patrick puts the bottle down.
"Tá. Oh and Dean is back."
"Wh...What?"
"He is still a child but his memories have been activated. Lucifer must have triggered something I don't know what though."
"So what our Dean is back. He remembers."
"He remembers yeah. Up to when you guys dealt with a Gorgon."
"When he got knocked out. Does he remember anything else?"
"Not that I'm aware off. It doesn't matter anyway."
Patrick takes another sip and leans back on the couch and sighs heavily.
"Why are you just sitting there? Why are you not doing anything?" Cas says.
"There is nothing I can do halo. This is Lucifer, the Devil. I am just a witch who knows a few spells, tricks and gambling. Rowena is the powerful one. Lucifer took her."
"Oh so you are going to give up just like that?"
"He said this is not my fight so..." He shrugged.
"Of course it is your fight. You been part of our lives since Dean has been cursed. Rowena is gone so you are our next best option." The angel grabs the spell books from the shelves and dumps them on to the witch. "Do a tracking spell and find them."
Patrick pushes the books away and sighs.
"Waste of time."
Cas notices a tear rolling down the witch's cheek.
"Are you crying?"
"Grieving actually." He replied. "I just lost a woman who I cared very deeply about. First I lost Lia and now I lost Rowena. I don't have much luck when it comes to women. Michael...did you know he gave Sam permission to kill him?"
"He did?"
"Hmm so we know what's going to happen to him and Dean. Lucifer will grant that wish."
Cas puts his hand on the witch's shoulder.
"You care about Rowena?"
"I do." He shook and the glass trembled in his hand. "I love her" His wide eyes look at the angel. "I love her Castiel. I love Michael. Their both gone."
Cas is stunned. He looks at the half empty bottle and assumed this is the drink talking or it could be the grief and regret that's making the witch suddenly open up. Patrick looked like a grieving husband and father who went through a traumatic experience. The confident witch now looked defeated and broken. Cas assumed this is what Patrick was like when Lia died.
Cas wasn't the best when it came to comforting people. However he did know what grief felt like. It can affect people in different ways. Grief hits Dean hard. He becomes angry. Patrick, Cas had to admit he did not expect that reaction from him.
"You don't know if you don't look." Cas says. Patrick folds his arms and looks away. Cas slams his hand down on the table. That caused Patrick to jump. "I know Lucifer. He won't kill them straight away. He not only has Dean, Michael and Rowena, he has Jack! I get it how you're feeling but now it's not the time. We need to find Lucifer and stop him. We done it before we could do it again. If you don't do that tracking spell there will be consequences!"
Patrick eyes the angel up and down.
"Like what?" Cas glares at him. Patrick stands up. "Forget I asked." Patrick had a feeling he shouldn't be on the halo's bad side. So he sets up the spell. He spreads the map out and lights a candle. "Okay."
He rubs his hands and chants. The map bursts into flames. The witch cursed as it burned down to nothing.
"See!" He flicks the ashes in the angel's face. "Nothing. Their gone."
"Or maybe Lucifer has hid himself. He wouldn't want us to find him." Patrick scoops up the glass and drinks. Cas shakes his head. "Keep looking."
"Lets just say he did hide himself and their alive. How are we going to find them? Hmm? Lets accept the facts Castiel. Their dead."
Cas clenched his fists. The door opens and Donatello stumbles in.
"I know where there are." He collapses in the seat. "I can feel Lucifer and Michael."
"You can?" Patrick asks.
Cas sighs. Of course how he could forget about Donatello. He left the Prophet in the vehicle. Donatello fell asleep halfway through the journey and Cas didn't want to disturb him.
Donatello nods.
"Yes." He points. "This way." Patrick looks in that direction and frowns. "We got to take several turns." Donatello rolled his eyes. "We need the truck."
"Michael? Dean? Are they alive?" Patrick asks.
"I can feel them so yeah very much alive."
"And Rowena?"
"I don't do witches sorry."
Patrick puts the glass down.
"Okay well..." He forced a smile. "At least someone is still alive and kicking."
"We can't stop them." Donatello winced. "Lucifer is in his true vessel. We're doomed."
He rubs his face and groans. Then the Prophet sits up when a glass and a bottle of whiskey is in front of him.
"You need it." Patrick pats the Prophet's back and begins looking through the books.
"Castiel."
Mary walks in. She looks round.
"Their not here." Cas says. "But we know where they are...well Donatello does."
"I really love my job." Donatello said sarcastically.
"We gotta go now." Mary says.
"We need to prepare ourselves." Cas says.
"We don't have time. Lucifer, Michael. They have my sons!"
"We're going to get them back." Cas said with confidence. "But first we need a plan."
"Castiel!"
The two of them begun arguing. As they did Patrick flipped through the pages of one of Rowena's spell books. One page caught his interest.
"Guys."
The huntress and the angel pause and look at the He-witch.
Patrick smiles and waves the spell book.
"I have a plan."
"SAM WILL FIGHT YOU!"
"You keep telling yourself that."
"HE WILL NOT GIVE UP. SAM WILL FIGHT WITH EVERYTHING HIS GOT!"
"I broke Sam in the cage. Do you really think he will be able to fight me now? He is terrified of me. If you give in Jack we can be together and rule the world."
"I WILL NEVER WORK WITH YOU!"
"Remember what I said about exploring. Like Star Wars we could still do that. If you behave I might let you talk to Sam. We can make this work son."
"I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT."
Rowena groans and opens her eyes. She winced and her head was pounding. She heard a voice no two voices yelling at each other. She blinks and looks over. She saw Sam and Jack yelling at each other.
Why was Jack tied up?
The realization hits her and her eyes widen. She remembered Sam entering her apartment. She remembered his eyes. They were not brown ...they were red.
Red.
Lucifer red.
Her gasp gets his attention.
"She's awake."
Lucifer strolls towards her with a smirk. Rowena raises her hands to attack. She hears the rattle of the cuffs.
No!
Fear shows on Rowena's face as he loomed over her. It brought back the memories of when he killed her. When he showed her his true face. That face continues to haunt her to this very day. Seeing the Devil possessing the man who she grew rather of, Rowena felt like Jack, wanted to throw up. It was horrifying watching a loved one being taken over by a monster and not being able to save them.
Rowena couldn't do nothing in these cuffs.
"Hello red." Lucifer smiled.
"Lucifer." She growled.
"Long time no see." He grinned. Rowena flinched when he touches her hair. "You know why we're here today?" He looks at her but the witch remained silent. "I'm gonna kill you."
Rowena laughs. She laughs more at his puzzled face.
"What?"
"Oh dearie." She grinned. "You can't. According to Death I will be killed by Sam. Aw sorry Lucifer. You already killed me once you can't do it again."
Lucifer smiles.
"I know about your fate. Death didn't say which version of Sam will kill you. I am in control but these are still Sam's hands." The smile vanishes from Rowena's face. "Technically you still being killed by him. I'll make sure he watches."
Lucifer looks over his shoulder.
"And your little one. Both of them should be making an appearance soon."
Rowena looks at the sleeping hunter.
"You touched him."
"I knocked him out. Nothing serious. The fun part comes later. First I'll kill you, then I'll hunt down the others and kill them, Dean and my brother I'll torture them then kill them and Jack..." He looks at his son who glared at him. "Haven't decided yet. Hopefully I can raise him and make him the perfect son. We can be together."
"In your dreams." She glared.
He scoffs. He punches her across the face. Blood pours out of her nose.
Lucifer pulls her up. Rowena closes her eyes. Being in his presence made her want to scream. She is scared of him. She knew Samuel must be terrified in there.
"Sam...fight back." She says. She winced when she received a punch to the stomach. "Sam!" She cried.
"He is calling for you." Lucifer says. "He hates what I'm doing. He wants me to stop. We both know that will encourage me to do more."
She held in a scream when his eyes turn red. She trembled in his grip and her eyes widen as his hand goes down towards her.
"SAMUEL PLEASE!" She begged.
She screams as heat burns on her skin. Her skin turns hot red and begins to sizzle. Tears formed in her eyes and her lips wobbled. He presses hard causing her to cry out.
"You wanna see it? My good looks?" He teased.
True face.
Rowena shakes her head. She can hear Jack yelling begging to take her place but the archangel wanted her. He wanted her to meet her fate.
A gun shot rings out in the room. Lucifer stops and Rowena falls on the ground.
Belinda steps in. Following behind was Mary. She had the blade pressed into the demon's back. As soon as she stepped in, Mary stabs the demon. Belinda lights up and drops to the ground.
"Mary!" Lucifer smiled. "Mama bear oh I missed you."
"Give me back my boy!" She yelled. She looks at Dean's form slumped over. "Both of them now."
The archangel's smile widens.
"I always liked you. Full of fire. I can see the resemblance. You and your sons are very alike."
Mary eyes her youngest up and down.
"Sam, if you can hear me hold on okay we're gonna get you out."
"With what?" Lucifer asked with an amused expression.
Cas steps in with his blade.
"Hey brother." Lucifer waved.
"We're warning you Lucifer." Cas warned. "Leave now."
"Or what? I'm in my true vessel. You can't beat me. I am unstoppable!"
"Castiel." Jack says.
"Uh uh." Lucifer blocks his brother's way. "You go near the kid there will be trouble. I was hoping for a little catch up session before I rip your throats out."
Patrick walks in and stands between Mary and Cas. Relief spreads across his face when he sees Rowena alive. Beaten but alive. She makes eye contact with him and a small smile spreads across her face.
Ro. He smiled.
"Oh come on." Lucifer laughs. "What the Hell is this? A cheap version of The Three Musketeers. No offense guys but without Sam and Dean you're kinda nothing. You are losers." Lucifer raises his eyebrow when an archangel blade slips out of the He-witch's sleeve. "That's gonna be useless. That can only kill me if it's being handled by an archangel."
"I know." Patrick replied.
Then the witch's eyes turn blue. Lucifer's eyes widen. Lucifer looks at Dean. He couldn't sense his brother in the hunter anymore.
What the...
His eyes go back on the witch.
"Michael."
Patrick's face turns smug. The blue glows brighter in his eyes and a shadow of wings extend out behind him.
"Lucifer."
The witch's voice sounded less Irish than usual. He flips the blade in his hand and smirks.
"I'm ready for that fight now."
Your questions will be answered in the next chapter :D