"Why are you doing this?" Dean asked.
"I'm not telling you," Scottie laughed… but was it really her?
He cut into her stomach, she didn't scream. She laughed mostly.
"Tell me!" Dean glared at her, "Who are you?"
"Careful," she smirked, "Scottie's still in here. She extremely turned on right now. Did you know that?"
Dean put the knife down and picked up a syringe, "What are you?"
"One question at a time, Deanie."
Dean walked over to Scottie's arm.
"If you really think that's going to work..."
"Dean, stop," Sam stepped out from the doorway.
"Hello, Sammy," she smiled even wider, "Scottie here, is crying and she wants you to protect her. That was your promise… wasn't it?"
Sam ignored her, "Reyna's been doing research."
"And?" Dean looked at his brother.
"It's not a demon," Sam said, "It's an angel."
"An angel?" Dean looked at Scottie.
Scottie smiled, "Abel, angel of the lord."
Sam looked at her, "Impossible."
"Yet here I am. Are you here to save the Damsel in Distress?"
"Dean, Scottie didn't say yes to this."
"She's a vessel and she didn't tell us?" Sam nodded and Dean groaned, "I'm going to KILL her!"
"She's right here, Dean," Abel smirked, "All you have to do is just cut me out."
"Don't listen to him," Sam looked at his brother, "Let me talk to her… or him."
Dean hesitated, put the syringe down, and left.
"Scottie?" Sam sat on the stool beside her, "Are you in there?"
"Of course she's in here," Abel growled.
"Scottie, please," Sam ignored Abel, "Just this once, let me actually save you. Back there with my dad, that was nothing."
"She wishes you let him kill her," Abel said. He screamed and out came tears.
"Sam?" Scottie cried.
"How are you doing that?" Sam asked.
"Just help me. " She was sobbing now.
Twenty Four Hours ago.
"Cas?" Scottie asked, "I need to tell you something."
"What?" Cas replied, "Are you going to explain to me why you disappeared that night?"
They were in a park, a way to get away from everyone else. Reyna had been trying to hack into Scottie's laptop and Sam and Dean had guns at the ready for exactly what she was about to say.
"I'm a vessel," Scottie bit her lip, ready for Cas to yell or scream at her.
"For who?" Cas asked, somewhat surprised.
"For who?" Scottie repeated but Cas nodded and she replied, "Hanun."
"Hanun?" Cas smiled, "Is that who took over that night?"
"That's the thing, it wasn't her. I heard another name during it."
"Who's?
"I… think it was… Abel."
Cas looked shocked, "Two angels are on your ass?"
"Cas-"
"Did you tell anyone else about this?"
Scottie shook her head, "I was afraid they'd kill me."
"Kill you?" Cas laughed to himself, "That is the last thing you'll have to worry about."
"What do I have to-"
"Torture. Mostly."
"Well that sounds brilliant."
The two of them were quiet for a moment.
"I knew it wasn't you," Cas told her, "I mean, the other night."
"What made you seem so sure?"
"You kept calling me Castiel. Which is weird. Because you never call me that. Rarely anyone does anymore."
Two knocks on Reyna's room door, "Reyna?"
She sat there in silence, trying to hack into her sister's laptop.
Sam walked in, holding two to-go cups of coffee, "What are you doing?"
"I need to figure out what is going on with my sister," Reyna replied.
"You mean you don't know her password?" Sam handed her some coffee.
She took a sip, "No, of course not. The password hint is 'A bird that's blue'."
Sam thought for a moment and took a sip, "Could I try?"
Reyna handed him the laptop, "Sure. Go ahead. I doubt you could-" She looked over Sam's shoulder to see that it was open, "How did you do that?"
"A bird that's blue," Sam repeated, "A bluebird."
"Are you kidding me?" Reyna groaned.
"What did you even want this for?" Sam handed her the laptop back.
"Like I said, I need to find out what the hell is going on with her."
"Are you looking up her internet history?"
"It's the only way, Sam."
"Well if it helps anything, she's with Cas right now."
"And not you or Dean? Shocker."
"Well Dean's ready to kill her at any moment. He just needs to find the perfect moment."
"Kill... Her?"
"Are you seriously having second thoughts /now/?"
Reyna shrugged, "It's personal when I'm not the one killing her."
"I still can't believe how you think it's for the best."
"Of course it is. She's over there doing who knows what. Letting whatever it is take over her body. She's going to die no matter what. She's still probably going to die before me."
"Well she is older."
"What do you want me to do, Sam? Sacrifice myself?"
"I'm not saying that."
"Then what? Figure out what's taking control of her and kill that?"
"That'd probably be the smartest idea."
Reyna was silent then she yelled, "I don't even know where to start, Sam!"
"Well," Sam tossed an idea around his head, "Maybe it's a demon. Cas did say that she seemed possessed."
"But we're half demon already, that makes no sense," Reyna slumped in her chair.
"All the better," Sam leaned closer towards her, "It's worth a shot."
"A shot is all I have. She's my sister. It might be my destiny to kill her. But I want to win fair and square!"
Dean sat in his room, cleaning his guns. He had sharpened the knives and filled the syringes with holy water.
"Dean," Cas walked in his room.
"Did you get it out of her?" Dean didn't look up.
"Yes," Cas sighed, "But Dean-"
"What the hell happened that night?"
"Dean, listen. Whatever happened that night wasn't her fault."
"How do I know she's not making deals with demons and is planning to destroy the world?"
"You probably would have noticed."
"How?"
"She would've been stronger than how she is now. Like with a single look. You could burst into flames."
"All I have to do is piss her off and she'll make everything go in flames."
"Then don't piss her off. Simple as that." And Cas left Dean to sharpening his kinves.
Scottie laid in her bed letting everything from Mozart to Panic! At the Disco to Styx blare out from her dock.
"Scottie?" Cas opened her door. She was too busy blocking out the headaches to even think of hearing him.
He walked over to her dock and shut it off.
"DAMMIT CAS," Scottie yelled at him.
"Strange," Cas sat at the foot of her bed, "you're turning more and more into a female version of Dean."
"Did you tell him?" Scottie sat up.
Cas shook his head, "I figured you wouldn't want me too."
"For being a Heaven drop out, you're brilliant."
"So what are you going to do?"
"Sleep on it," Scottie laid on her bed and covered her face with her pillow.
"That's not such a good idea," Cas told her.
"Shut up, Cas," Scottie muttered.
"Dean's going to kill you."
Scottie threw the pillow at the wall, "Great. One of the only people who actually care about me is planning my death."
"It's either going to be a quick death or slow and torturous."
"Is that even a word?" She groaned, "He's the one who killed my dad. I didn't do anything. Except apparently marry Sam and be happy. I wish John killed me when he had the chance."
"Oh, don't say that."
"What's the point anymore? I have to be a prisoner because I had to try to find a way out."
"Out of what?"
"Killing Reyna."
"Who did you say yes to?"
"Hanun."
Cas smiled, "Imagination." He made Scottie sit up, "close your eyes."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
Scottie hesitated and closed her eyes.
"where do you see yourself in twenty years?"
"Dead."
"You are definitely not helping."
Sam had fallen asleep on the chair in Reyna's room. Reyna on the other hand, was wide awake and was searching Scottie's history.
"There's got to be something in here," Reyna clicked on a file Scottie had downloaded. It was in Latin. Almost like a-
"SAM!" Reyna threw her pencil at him, "I found it!"
"Found what?" he asked, half asleep.
"What Scottie's up to!" Reyna walked over to him.
"Good for you," Sam muttered, "Now let me sleep."
"She's possessed."
"What?" Sam woke up a little, "She's half demon. How could she be possessed?"
Dean had woken up. There was a noise. Like his door had opened and someone walked inside.
"Cas," Dean muttered, "Let a guy get some sleep."
"It's not Cas, Dean," Scottie said, "It's me."
"Scottie?" Dean turned on his light, "Is that really you?"
She nodded, "I came here for you."
"Really?" Dean looked at her, "What for?"
"You know how you told me I was going to marry Sam?" She sat on his bed.
"Yeah?"
"I decided, I don't want that," She leaned closer to him.
"Oh really?" He reached to his nightstand.
"I want you," she leaned in to kiss him.
"I don't think so," Dean pulled the trigger on his gun. Hitting Scottie in the shoulder.
"You idiot!" Scottie screamed.
"Come with me," Dean grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the room.
"You're right, Sam," Cas had the door wide open of Reyna's room.
"About what?" Sam looked at him.
"It's not a demon," Cas explained, "It's an angel."
"My sister's making deals with an angel?" Reyna slumped in her chair.
"Actually two," Cas reprocessed his thought, "Well technically one. But the other one forced itself into her."
They heard a gunshot and a scream.
"Dean," Cas looked at the doorway, "He must've found her. Or him."
"I'll handle this," Sam stood up.
"Sam," Reyna grabbed his arm, "It's my sister."
"Exactly," Sam yanked his arm away, "Which is the exact reason why I'm going after her."
"Why are you doing this?" Dean asked.
"I'm not telling you," Scottie laughed… but was it really her?
He cut into her stomach, she didn't scream. She laughed mostly.
"Tell me!" Dean glared at her, "Who are you?"
"Careful," she smirked, "Scottie's still in here. She extremely turned on right now. Did you know that?"
Dean put the knife down and picked up a syringe, "What are you?"
"One question at a time, Deanie."
Dean walked over to Scottie's arm.
"If you really think that's going to work..."
"Dean, stop," Sam stepped out from the doorway.
"Hello, Sammy," she smiled even wider, "Scottie here, is crying and she wants you to protect her. That was your promise… wasn't it?"
Sam ignored her, "Reyna's been doing research."
"And?" Dean looked at his brother.
"It's not a demon," Sam said, "It's an angel."
"An angel?" Dean looked at Scottie.
Scottie smiled, "Abel, angel of the lord."
Sam looked at her, "Impossible."
"Yet here I am. Are you here to save the Damsel in Distress?"
"Dean, Scottie didn't say yes to this."
"She's a vessel and she didn't tell us?" Sam nodded and Dean groaned, "I'm going to KILL her!"
"She's right here, Dean," Abel smirked, "All you have to do is just cut me out."
"Don't listen to him," Sam looked at his brother, "Let me talk to her… or him."
Dean hesitated, put the syringe down, and left.
"Scottie?" Sam sat on the stool beside her, "Are you in there?"
"Of course she's in here," Abel growled.
"Scottie, please," Sam ignored Abel, "Just this once, let me actually save you. Back there with my dad, that was nothing."
"She wishes you let him kill her," Abel said. He screamed and out came tears.
"Sam?" Scottie cried.
"How are you doing that?" Sam asked.
"Just help me. " She was sobbing now.
Her head jerked, "Damn, this bitch is strong."
"You get out of her."
"Or what? She really is in love with you. You know that right?" Abel smirked behind Scottie's tears.
"I will kill you."
"No you won't," Abel smiled wide, "You cut me out, she dies."
Abel's head jerked again, Scottie's tears poured out.
"Sam, I asked for Hanun," Scottie begged, "Not Abel. I just want you to know that."
"I believe you," Sam nodded, "How can I get Abel out of you?"
"Angel Exorcism," Scottie smiled, blood trickling down her lips, "He's killing me form the inside. Please, Sam. Hurry."
Her head jerked again.
"Cas!" Sam yelled. Within seconds, he appeared at the door frame.
"Castiel," Abel smiled at him, "Long time no see."
"What do you need Sam?" Cas looked at him.
"Scottie said something about an 'Angel Exorcism'?" Sam looked back at Cas.
Cas sighed, "I don't know if it'll work, Sam."
"Sammy," Abel's blood poured from Scottie's lips, "I helped kill your mommy. November 2nd. That's what I am. Angel of Death."
"Cas!" Sam yelled, "Now."
Cas hesitated and the looked over to Scottie/Abel. He started muttering some words:
"Omni potentas dei potestatum invoco
Omni potentas dei potestatum invoco
Aborbe terran"
Her eyes and mouth started to leak out light, Abel muttered, "Stop it."
"Hoc angelorum in obsequentum
Domine expoet
Domine expoet
Hodie abba tempere"
Abel had left Scottie's body in a scream. Scottie laid on the table with her hands and feet chained down. Her eyes drowning in tears.
Dean and Reyna had run in.
Sam looked desperate at them.
Dean looked at Cas, "What happened?"
"Angel Banishing Spell," Cas sighed, "Abel is gone. This is… Scottie."
"But you said there were two," Reyna blinked.
"Hanun hasn't come for her yet," Cas looked at Scottie. Tears and blood fell onto the table.
Dean sighed and began releasing her from the chains.
Sam picked her off of the table, "It's alright, Scottie."
Scottie didn't say anything behind her sobs except for two words repeating: "I'm Sorry."