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JJ looked at the burn on her friend's skin and wanted to throw up. There used to be a tattoo there? It was where his bicep met his shoulder, a place she had never actually never seen before. He never rolled up his sleeves very far, even before the Hankle case. It only now occurred to her that she had never actually seen him without a shirt. He wasn't skinny like she imagined, or as pale. He wasn't buff like Morgan, but he wasn't thin like she had always assumed. He had the body of a swimmer, lean with well-defined arms and broad shoulders.
"Let's just get this done," Sam muttered, thinking that they should call Castiel to heal the burn. Dean sighed and pulled out their dad's journal.
"What are you going to do?" Prentiss asked.
"Exorcism," Sam said as Dean flipped through the pages.
"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio," Dean began, and the demons breathing picked up.
"Omnis congregatio et secta diabolica. Ergo, omnis legio diabolica, adiuramus te…cessa decipere humanas creaturas," The demon shook it's head.
"Jess was cute, you know that?" It said, and both the brothers paused.
"What did you just say?" Sam growled. It smiled.
"I was there when they killed her. Her screams were like music." It taunted, and Sam wanted to stab it. He knew that it wanted him to kill Ried in a fit of rage, so he continued the chant.
"eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare…Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis…"
"Being in his memories is like watching a movie." It continued through gritted teeth. "And there are some things in here that shocked me."
"Humiliare sub potenti manu Dei; contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine…"
"Like the drug addiction." It said, and Dean stumbled over his words. Drug addiction? "That day at the football game was fun, huh JJ? He was thinking about what he had deemed 'The Goal Post Incident' the whole time." It taunted. "You ever wonder why he was such a crappy shot during his qualifications, Morgan? I can tell you it's not from lack of talent." It spoke over the incantation. "It was noble of you to take that beating at the church for him, Prentiss. But he would have willingly taken twice that it if it kept you out of the line of fire, and guilt has been eating him ever since." It hissed the last part, eyes turning into obsidian pools.
"quem inferi tremunt…Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine. Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos!"
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" It screamed as black smoke poured out of his mouth. His eyes rolled back and he fell forward against his bindings. JJ ran forward to untie him, extremely disturbed at what she had just heard and seen.
"Reid, Reid, can you hear me?" She asked gently, and he groaned. She sighed with relief. Everyone moved to help, but Sam and Morgan got there first. The ropes were quickly untied, and Sam lifted him bridal style. He lifted the tall man and set on the bed in his bedroom. He looked down at his friend sadly, knowing what it was like to have a demon exorcized from your body. He would be wiped out for hours, maybe even days if it was that bad.
"We should call Cas," Dean muttered from somewhere behind him. Sam nodded absentmindedly.
"Whos Cas? Another hunter?" Morgan asked from the doorway, reluctant to let another stranger near his vulnerable and unconscious friend.
"Um… not really," Sam hedged. Morgan raised an eyebrow, but it was Prentiss who spoke up.
"Well don't keep us in suspense, boys." She said sardonically. Dean snorted.
"He's an angel." He said, and JJ looked up from where she had been mournfully looking at Reid's unconscious form.
"You're kidding, right?" She asked.
"Dead serious." Was Deans response.
"Hello, Dean." A gravelly voice spoke from behind the group, and all of them accept Sam jumped. The three agent's hands went to their belts, instinctively reaching for their weapons until they heard Dean say,
"Dammit, Cas! We've talked about this."
"I announce myself. Is that not what you told me to do?" He tilted his head like a confused puppy, and JJ just thought he was adorable.
"You sneaked!" He accused.
"I did not," Castiel argued. "You would not have heard me at all if my objective had been to 'sneak'."
"This is an angel?" Morgan asked, apparently unimpressed.
"Yes." The trenchcoat-wearing man said firmly.
"Castiel," Sam said, drawing the angels attention. "We called for a reason. Can you heal this burn?" He asked, gesturing to it but not touching. Castel gave him a look that basically said, 'of course I can heal a simple burn, you prat,' before approaching the unconscious man. Prentiss was about to protest when the man reached out and a white glow emanated from under his hand. He pulled away to reveal perfectly healed skin. JJ gasped, Morgan just blinked, and Prentiss's mouth gaped like a fish.
"How did you-" Morgan cut himself off. Castiel gave him a strange look.
"I am an angel of the Lord." He said as if that would help Morgan understand.
"Jesus," Prentiss whispered.
"No, Castiel," Cas said, exasperated. Why did humans always insist that he was Jesus?
"Alright, Cas, lets just…" Dean dragged the still frowning angel from the room. JJ approached Reid and gently touched his arm as if the injury would reappear again if she pushed too hard. She cleared her throat.
"Is he, uh, always like that?" She asked. Sam chuckled.
"You have no idea."
Disclaimer: Wow, I'm sorry guys, I did not mean to take this long in posting. To the Guest that wants me to continue: I seldom, if ever, abandon stories I've posted. I think it's unfair to fans who are invested in it. But thank you, I try! :) Thank you to all who have read, reviewed, followed, or faved!