VESSELS AND CAULBEARERS
CHAPTER 2
IN MEMORY OF CASSIE
A/N's Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters, but I hope you still enjoy the story!
A/N: I am writing this story as an alternative to another story that I am currently writing. I am not using a beta for this one. So, sorry if there are any mistakes
in it.
Before Dean can make any further comment, the little girl's eyes snap open.
Two inquisitive green orbs stare at the two brother before the piercing sound of a high pitch scream comes from the mouth of the child, permeating throughout the inside of
the cab of the car.
Dean looks over at his brother who is now shaking like a leaf with his hands covering his ears.
"I need to diffuse this somehow," he mutters to himself.
"They got Mommy!" The little girl articulates in her scream as tears begin to descend from her eyes, and dribble off her chin.
They?
"Who's they?" Dean inquires.
"Th-the monsters," the little girl stammers.
"What monsters?" Dean interrogates the small child.
Dean notes that the little girl is dressed in a ballerina costume (tutu and all).
"How old are you?" he finds himself asking.
"six," the little girl replies with a sniff.
So young and talking about monsters.
"What monsters are you talking about?" This time it's Sam asking the question.
The little girl turns her head, and appears to be having a conversation with an imaginary friend.
She turns back to the brothers, and slowly pronounces the word syllable by syllable making certain that she says it correctly."le-via-thans."
Both Dean and Sam are fabberghasted at her announcement.
Dean wants to ask her some more questions, but sees how upset she still is.
He scrunges through the glove compartment until he retrieves an unused napkin from it.
Gingerly wiping the child's eyes, he begins to make soothing sounds until she has calmed down a little bit.
"What do you know about leviathans?" Dean asks once he can see that the little girl is a little more calm.
The little girl takes a deep breath, and speaks in rapid fire, "they eat people, and take over their bodies."
Dean and Sam look over at each other in stunned silence.
"How do you know this?" Sam asks.
" 'Cause I can see them," she shrugs. "I can see all monsters."
Dean's eyesbrows are now knitted together.
All monster?
"What kind of monsters?" He asks.
"Demons, ghosts, shapeshifters,..." she ticks off her fingers one by one.
Most children her age would be terrified. But, she speaks as if it is a daily occurrence.
"How?" Sam asks.
Dean notes how much calmer his little brother is becoming, and makes a mental note of it."
The little girl just shrugs.
"Nana says that it's 'cause," she pauses a little bit, and taps her chin with her index finger, "now what's that word?"
She turns her head to her invisible friend again.
"C-caulbearer?" she asks the thin air before turning back to back to the brothers.
"On account that I am a caulbearer," she announces.
"Do you know what that is?" Sam asks.
She shakes her head no.
"Hell, Sam, I don't even know what that means," Dean confesses.
"It's a part of the ambiotic sac attached to a baby when it's born," Sam informs him while staring at the child in awe.
"Ew, gross," Dean says in disgust. "And you know this how?"
"Took a literary class at Stanford," Sam replies. "Dickens, I think."
"Whatever." Dean sighs.
"Dean," Sam voice sounds annoyed at his brother ignorance, "caulbearers are said to bring good luck. It was said that a sailor would buy if he was going out to sea."
Dean looks over at his brother with a confused look on his face.
"They believe that it would prevent them from drowning," Sam shrugs.
"Well, apparently it does more than that," Dean states to which Sam agrees.
"Seeing monsters all the time must be very scary," Dean says trying to show sympathy to the child.
She shakes her head no.
"My guardian angel helps me," she states firmly.
"Is that so?" Dean humpfs.
The little girl nods her head.
"He says that as long as he is around," she informs them, "that I have nothing to fear."
"So, when you said that they took your mommy..." Dean begins.
"...They replaced her with one of them," she finishes, and begins to cry again.
"There, there," Dean tries to comfort her, once again.
"And, it ate Nana!" She wails even louder.
"How did you escape?" Sam's curiosity getting the better of him asks.
"My guardian angel," she replies with a hiccup. "He brought me here."
"Do you know why?" Dean asks.
The little girl shakes her ringlet covered head.
"He said that I would be safe with you," she confides in them.
"What did he mean by safe?" Sam asks.
The child shrugs her tiny shoulders.
"He said that I would be safe with my daddy," she says quietly.
Dean heart sinks at that announcement.
He is almost afraid to ask her, but knows already deep inside him the answer.
"What is your name?"
"You first," she replies.
Dean find himself cracking a smile. Where are my manners?
"My name is Dean Winchester," he replies with a shake of her tiny hand, "and this is my brother, Sam."
The little girl makes a curtesy gesture.
"My name is Mary Louise Robinson," she announces.
After hearing her announcement, Dean heart completely crashes.
"Cassie," he feels the lump in his throat as he speaks her name.
A/N: Please, let me know what you think of the story so far.
A/N: I am not writing Mary Louise as a "Mary Sue" or whatever. She just happens to see the true appearances of supernatural creatures. Wait until you read how she sees Sam and Dean as well as other "normal" human beings.