Chapter 3
Larissa's POV
Castiel looks down at me. His face is filled with remorse. But I'm not falling for it. He doesn't say anything for a while. I take that as a bad sign. He has blood on the collar of his white button down shirt. His blade in his hand also has blood on it. Meaning he killed recently. I sort of feel bad for whomever he killed. He also has spotted blood on his face.
"So who did you kill?" He doesn't answer, just stares into my eyes with his intense blue eyes. He just stands there for what must have been ten minutes. Still not saying anything. Suddenly I hear wings flapping. Behind Cas stands Metatron holding... Oh God! That better not be what it looks like. I feel my eyes water and my vision blurs. Metatron steps forward and places the body in front of me. I turn my head to the side. I can't look. It's too painful. How could Castiel do this to me? I thought I raised him better. Guess I was wrong. I slowly turn my head to look at the ground. Tears fall down my face. The most wretched, soul crushing wail escapes my throat.
Hannah lies in front of me. Dead. Her green eyes are lifeless staring up at Heaven. A stab wound through her throat. Bruises cover her wrists and neck as she must have put up a fight. My arms burn with the desire to just hold my baby. I can't take this. All this pain. And for what? Why do I have to lose everyone I love? Why me? Why Hannah? What did she ever do to Castiel, or anybody for that matter?
"I'm so sorry Larissa. I didn't want to but this was one of the trials..."
"SAVE THE BULLSHIT. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT. YOU ARE A DEAD MAN CASTIEL DO YOU HEAR ME?" I scream at him. He can't do this then just say sorry. I look up at him. But I don't have the energy to scream anymore. My words come out broken. "You leave Castiel! If I ever see you again I will kill you. Nothing will ever be mended again. And when I kill you, I won't show you any mercy. Now leave." Castiel and Metatron leave in a flutter of wings. I break down and start sobbing uncontrollably. I faintly hear the church doors open. I look up and a blurry vision of Hal walks in. He must see Hannah because he starts running and kneels down next to me. He breaks the chains around my wrists and neck. I slump to the ground and throw my arms around Hannah. I cup her face in my hands and bury my face in her neck. Her neck becomes wet from my tears. I pick my head back up and look at Hal and he too has tears coming down his face. He must have been good friends with her in the time that she dated Tom. Oh God! What am I going to tell Tom. This is going to break his heart. Hal reaches forward and envelopes me in a hug. Now I bury my face in his neck. We stay like this for a long time. I suddenly feel my eyes closing. Everything becomes black as I drift into sleep.
Next morning
I awake the next morning still in Hal's arms. How I wish that had all been a dream. Reality is so hard to deal with. I wish I could die. I really do. Hal's hand comes up and grabs the back of my head making me look up. He has tear stains on his cheeks and puffy, red eyes from crying. I can't believe my baby's gone.
"Larissa, I believe we should go back." He speaks in a quite voice almost as if he is afraid he will scare me away. I get up and gently pick Hannah up with one arm behind her neck and one under her knees. Her head falls back limply, hanging over my arm. I silently carry her to the door, out the door, and to the car. I lay her down in the back seat and sit in the passenger seat. Hal drives the impala back to Bobby's in silence.
When we reach Bobby's Hal is about to say something but I quickly open the door and slam it shut. He doesn't say anything just walks to the front door. He knows that I want to be left alone. I hear Meg ask him something but I can't hear it. Nor do I care. I grab Hannah and make my way to the door. I push through Meg and Dean who is next to her. I just walk up the stairs not really looking at anybody. Once upstairs I carry Hannah to her bedroom and gently lay her on her bed. I close the door behind me as I leave. I'm not ready to say goodbye but I can't be in the same room. I head to Tom's room. Time to break the news. I knock on the door.
"Come in."
I open the door to his room and shut it gently behind me. Tom looks up at me curiously. I sit the bed next to him and place my hands on my knees. I take a few deep breaths and when I have the courage I turn towards Tom.
"Look Tom, I was summoned to the church last night and..." My voice breaks. "Castiel brought Hannah to me. She was..." I can't accept it. But I have to tell him. "She was dead. He killed her." Fresh tears fall down my face. I look Tom in the eyes and he too is crying. I grab him into a tight hug. He hugs me back just as tightly. We sit there for a while crying. I will never get over my daughter's death. Never.