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"Dammit!" Sam exclaimed. He turned to Mary. "Where could he've gone?"
"At this hour of the night? Only one place I could think of. Come on."
Mary grabbed some keys off the table and headed out the door.
John looked around the garage. He tried turning on the lights, but they weren't working. He was about to leave when he heard something move on the other side of the garage.
"Mr. Woodson?"
The next moment, John was flying forward into a shelf. He got up, dazed, and grabbed a crowbar that was on the ground next to him. He saw a figure approach in the darkness and swung for it's head. After hearing it make contact, John tries to make a dash for the door, but is instead thrown into a car.
"Anna, stop!"
John looked up and saw more people in the garage. He quickly recognized one of them.
"M..rry."
"John!" Mary yelled. She ran towards him but was knocked off of her feet by an invisible force.
"Sam. Wish I could say it was nice to see you."
"Same here," Sam said. "Look. You don't need to hurt them. It's not-"
"Wait... you have an angel with you. And it's not Castiel." Anna made her way over to where Sam and Jael stood. "Jael? What are you doing with Sam Winchester?"
Jael moved to position herself between Sam and Anna. The way she stood, as if to protect Sam, would have looked strange to an outsider. A small girl defending a giant man from an equally small woman? This is what John was thinking as he watched in disbelief. But then again, he had just been thrown across a room by said small woman.
"I'm here to help him, and to protect Dean," she said with a voice full of confidence that did not match it's owner. "You need to leave the Winchesters alone. We never wanted this, any of it!" she moved her hands to indicate to where John and Mary lay. "We were, and are, meant to protect Father's creation. Not destroy it." She paused before going on."You understood, better than anyone. Now why do you do this? It won't change anything."
Anna sighed. "Oh sister, you are so young. And naive. We have to protect creation from themselves. Innocent humans will die if I don't do this." With a flick of her wrist, she sent Jael flying into a shelf that came falling onto her.
"Fine," Jael grunted as she pushed herself up. "Then you leave me no choice." Jael pulled an Angel Blade out from underneath the jacket she was wearing. She lunged for Anna, who jumped back at the last moment to avoid coming in contact with the blade. She turned and kicked it out of Jael's hand. Jael dove for the blade but missed, and Anna's foot came crashing down into Jael's back. The angel groaned.
"Don't you see, sister? To save the Winchesters is to surrender the rest of the billions of people on Earth to the torture and pain that the coming war will bring. I can prevent the deaths of so many, including our brothers and sisters!"
While Anna was giving her spiel, Mary took advantage of the angel's distraction and crept quietly over to where the blade was. She picked it up and shouted at Sam.
"SAM!"
She tossed it over to him. He caught it in the air and was about to stab Anna with it when she turned, alarmed by Mary's shout. The blade caught her off guard and was plunged into her shoulder. She screamed and disappeared.
"Is she... dead?" Mary asked, slightly out of breath.
"With our luck, it's never that easy," Sam laughed grimly. He helped Jael get up off the ground.
"Uh," John said, as the other three realized his presence. "Does someone wanna explain what the hell is going on?"
After leaving the garage, Sam and Mary gave John a crash course in the supernatural. Sam noted that John was taking it all surprisingly well, to which John responded;
"I kinda just got thrown across a room. I'll believe anything at this point."
John pulled the Impala into the Campbell's driveway. Mary led them all into the house. "Place has been in the family for years," she said. She kicked up the carpet under her feet. "Devil's trap. Pure iron fixtures." She nodded up at the lights above their heads. "We got salt, holy water, knives, guns..."
"All that stuff'll do is piss it off," Sam said.
"So what'll kill it? Or slow it down at least?"
"Not much."
She laughed. "Great."
"He said not much, not nothing. I brought this." Jael held up the oil. "After I bless it, it'll be holy, and make kinda a Devil's trap for angels. Come on, I'll show you how it works." Mary followed her out of the room.
"So, are vampires real too?"
"Yup," Sam said as he pulled a paper out of his pocket. He brought a knife out and put it near his hand.
"Uh, what's that on the paper?" John asked.
"It's a sigil. If we put this up, we can send her back to Heaven buy us some time. It means-"
"I don't care what it means. Where does it go?"
"On a wall or a door." John moved over to a clean wall.
"How big should I make it?"
"I don't think-"
"What? Y'all might have treated me like a fool, but I am not useless. I can draw a damn...whatever it is- a sigil."
"Why don't you go help Jael and Mary out, okay? 'Cause this has got to be done in...it's got to be done in human blood."
John took the knife out of Sam's hand and sliced his palm without flinching.
"So, how big?"
After a while Sam stopped the sigil he was working on and walked back into the kitchen where John was.
"That's really good."
John looked back at him. "You come to check on me?"
"Uh...I wanted to say I-I'm sorry about all this. I know it's a lot."
"Look, how long have you known about this...hunting stuff?" He asked as he finished the sigil.
"Pretty much forever. My dad raised me in it."
"You're serious? Who the hell does that to a kid?"
Sam laughed to himself. You did in fact. Oh, the irony. "Well, I mean, for the record, Mary's parents did."
"I don't care. You know, what kind of irresponsible bastard lets a child anywhere near...Y-you know, you could've been killed!"
Sam sat down at the table.
"I, uh...came kind of close."
"The number it must've done on your head...Your father was supposed to protect you."
"He was trying. He died trying. Believe me. I used to be mad at him. I-I mean, I used to... I used to hate the guy. But now I... I get it. He was...just doing the best he could."
John sat down next to him.
"And he was trying to keep it together in—in—in this impossible situation. See... My mom, um... She was amazing, beautiful, and she was the love of his life. And she got killed." Sam felt tears in his eyes and turned his head away from John. "I think he would have gone crazy if he didn't do something. Truth is, um, my dad died before I got to tell him that I understand why he did what he did. And I forgive him for what it did to us. I do. And I just-I love him."
Jael ran in the room. "Sam, we've got a problem."
"I'm telling you, I just poured it right there and it's gone," Mary said. Sam looked around the room frantically. John ran in, out of breath. "Somethings... goin' on. A-all those blood things... the sigils we drew? They're gone too."
At that moment, the windows and lightbulbs began to shatter. Everything was dark. Then the high-pitched squealing of an angel's voice rang out. Everyone but Jael covered their ears.
"Sam," Jael whispered as she drew her angel blade. "They're here."
"Uriel."
The squealing had stopped, and Sam looked up to see an angel in the room with them. Uriel? Crap. Not this dick."
"Jael. You were always one to root for the underdog. But this? This is suicide." He walks towards her. "Leave."
She looked up at his face. "Run, Mary!" she screamed as she swung the blade at his heart. He grabbed her arm as it came down and twisted it, causing the blade to fall out of her hand. Sam hurried John and Mary to the door where Anna stood waiting. He lunged at her. She threw him to the side and headed for Mary. John slid over to the blade that Jael dropped but was thrown across the room and out of a window.
"JOHN!" Mary screamed.
"Sam jumped for the blade, and Anna ripped one of the fixtures out of the wall. She was about to shove it into his stomach when a white light began to come through her face. Soon her body fell to the ground. Sam looked up.
"Cas?!"
Castiel walked over to help Sam up. "Hurry. We must help Jael. She and Uriel are fighting outside."
Mary limped over to them. "Another angel friend, huh?" Castiel greeted her. She nodded her head at him as she wiped her face.
All of a sudden, a bright light emerged from the outside of the house.
"John..." Mary said as she ran out of the house. They followed her quickly. John was talking to Jael, and Uriel was nowhere to be found.
"Jael, where'd Uriel go?" Sam asked. Before she could answer, John spoke. "He is gone."
"Sam, that isn't John. It's Michael."
Mary was angry. "Not John? What the hell! i swear to God if you hurt him I'll-" Michael put his fingers to her head and she fell asleep.
"Michael?" Sam asked. I thought Dean was your true vessel."
"True vessel," Michael said as he laid Mary down gently. "Not only vessel. You see Sam, an Angel's vessel is bloodlines. I could take Dean, or John, or you or any of your ancestors going all the way up to Cain and Abel."
"You're not going to hurt them, are you?"
"No! Of course not. I'm going to make them all better. So better, in fact, that they will remember nothing of you. Or me." He looked over at Castiel. "I think it's time you went home, Castiel." He nodded and grabbed Sam's arm. Jael put her hand on his shoulder. "Castiel, I can do it this time." he nodded at her gratefully.
Michael shouted at them as they began to fall. "I'll see you soon, Sam!"
When he opened his eyes, he was back in Rufus' cabin.
"Jo?"
Sam looked around. Jo wasn't anywhere in the cabin.
Jael looked out the window. "Sam, the car isn't gone."
"Dammit," he said. He turned to face Castiel. "Cas, how long were we gone? I mean in real time?"
Castiel sighed. "Only about 5 minutes."
"DAMMIT!" Sam pushed his way past Castiel and grabbed his phone off of the side table by the couch. He opened it to find one missed call from Jo.
"Cas, listen to this," he said.
"Sam, you guys haven't gotten back yet, so I have no other way to talk to you. I put the amulet in the top right drawer in the desk. Dean wanted to help, but... Oh shit. Sam, it's demons. They found us. I don't know how but-" he heard the door bust open and the phone clatter to the floor. He heard fighting, and all the color drained from his face. "I just killed two. More are coming, I can't hold 'em off. I think it's Lucifer. I-" The next moment, the sound of Jo screaming and kicking rang out in the room. The line went dead.
"Where were we when Lucifer had you tied up?" He asked Jael, teeth clenched.
"A few miles outside of Detroit. But-"
"Take me there."
Castiel stepped in. "Sam, I don't think it's wise-"
"Take. Me. There. I've already lost Dean. I am NOT going to lose Jo, either. Now you can either take me there and help me, or I will drive and face the Devil myself."
"Fine. Jael, you stay here with Dean and the amulet. I will take Sam to Detroit."
Without any chance to protest, Sam and Cas were gone. Jael sat on the couch
"I'll just wait here then."
Whew! I know, long time since I updated. So, I tried to make it a long chapter. I just really quickly want to say thanks to JBethH, who has been reading and reviewing this story every time I update. Thank you to everyone who is reading and reviewing! The long periods in between updates, I am trying to write a story that I feel is worthy of you guys. I. Love. You. All.
-WhatTheHeckyPadalecki