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Chapter 23

Allison started pacing shortly after Castile left before she felt sick to her stomach. She wasn't sure if it was the usual nausea that she'd been plagued with during her pregnancy or if it was the worry that she was feeling at what was going on. Giving up on her pacing after what seemed like hours, she sat down on the sofa she had been sitting on earlier and unbraided her hair before she ran her fingers through the slightly kinky strands. She was looking down at the ends of her hair when it felt like the room spun around her. She blinked and shook out her head before she sighed quietly and put her hand on her stomach to quell her nausea.

"Allie?" came Dean's voice and she looked up to see him walking quickly towards her, a frown on his face as he got closer.

"Dean," she said softly as she stood and when Dean reached her he took her in his arms. Surprised by his embrace she didn't respond right away, but it only took her a second to respond and throw her arms around him.

"You okay?" he asked her and she nodded as her face rested in the crook of his neck. He sighed softly as he squeezed her a little tighter and she responded in kind.

"Relax, spend some time with your 'baby mama' as you humans say," came the voice of Zachariah and Allison stiffened as her hands gripped Dean's jacket tightly.

"It'll be okay," Dean whispered into her ear before he let her go and turned around to look at Zachariah. "What's she doing here?" Dean asked his body tense.

"To keep you company while you wait," Zachariah said simply as he held out his hands and Dean remained in his protective stance in front of Allison.

"For some reason, I'm not buying that," Dean said and Zachariah sighed as he lowered his hands. "What's the game plan?"

"That's for us to worry about," Zachariah said. "We want you focused and relax."

"Well, I'm about to be pissed and leaving," Dean said as he felt Allison grab hold of the back of his jacket, "so start talking chuckles."

"All the seals have fallen except one," Zachariah said and Allison's eyes widened.

"That's an impressive score," Dean said. "That's right up there with the Washington Generals."

"Dean," she whispered to chastise him, but he acted like he didn't hear her.

"You think sarcasm is appropriate do you? Considering you started all of this," Zachariah said and Allison frowned as she let go of Dean's jacket and walked around him so she was settled at his side. She had no idea what Zachariah was talking about, but it was obvious Dean did by the look on his face. "The final seal," Zachariah said before he walked back over to where Castiel was standing. "It will be different."

"Why?" Dean asked.

"Lilith has to break it. She's the only one who can. Tomorrow night. Midnight," Zachariah said and Dean shifted next to Allison.

"Where?" Dean asked quickly.

"We're working on it," Zachariah said, but Allison didn't exactly trust what he was saying. He was hiding something. She was sure of it.

"Well work harder," Dean said.

"We'll do our job, you just make sure you do yours."

"Yeah, well what is that exactly?" Dean asked. "I'm supposed to be the one that stops all this, how, with the knife?"

"All in good time."

"Isn't now a good time?" Dean asked and Allison put her hand on Dean's forearm to try and calm him.

"Have faith," Zachariah said.

"In you? Give me one good reason why I should," Dean said and Zachariah looked at him before he walked closer to him.

"Because you swore your obedience. So obey, or there will be consequences." Zachariah's eyes flickered to Allison and she glared at him while Dean's body once again stiffened. They were gone again and Allison let out a relieved sigh before she felt Dean twist his arm so her hand was wrapped tightly in his.

"How did you get here?" he asked her when they looked at each other.

"I think they grabbed me before they scooped you up," she said. "I had just gotten to Chris and Emily's, and taken a shower. I walked into my room and there they were."

"Cas and Zachariah?" Dean asked and she nodded in confirmation.

"Next thing I know I'm in a room similar to this one with nothing better to do than to pace," she said. "Are you okay?" she asked him as she raised her free hand to the side of his face.

"No," Dean said.

"Want to talk about it?" she asked as she lowered her hand and he sighed, his green eyes intense on hers.

"No," he said again and she nodded knowing that at that moment that was all she was going to get out of him.

"Okay," she said softly. "Were you able to find Sam?" she asked and Dean frowned.

"How'd you know about that?" Dean asked.

"Bobby called and told us," she said and Dean nodded. "We're you?" she asked again and he nodded.

"Yeah, I found him all right," Dean said and he let go of her hand and turned away from her before he ran a hand down his face. That was all the cue she needed to know that something big went down between the brothers.

"What happened?" she asked as he took a few steps away and he turned around to look at her once more.

"I found him with Ruby," Dean said and Allison frowned.

"You know, that's about the hundredth time I've heard that woman's name but you have yet to tell me who she is or what she has to do with all of this," she said.

"Ruby's a demon," Dean said and Allison's eyebrows rose in surprise.

"What?" she asked, but Dean gave her a look that clearly told her he wasn't going to repeat himself.

"She's been manipulating Sam, poisoning him to the point that he thinks what he's doing is the right thing," Dean said. "My guess is she started him on the demon blood while I was in hell, and then they kept it up behind my back after I got back."

"Have you known that Ruby was a demon this whole time?" Allison asked and Dean gave her a curt nod. "How long?"

"Since before I went to hell," Dean said quietly.

"And you didn't kill her with that knife of yours or at least exercise her?" Allison asked, surprised that Dean had worked with a demon.

"I've tried, believe me, but Sam stopped me every time," Dean said, "and that knife is hers." Allison let out a huff before she walked over to the ornate sofa and sat down. "Allie, I've got to find a way to get to Sam."

"How?" she asked as she looked at him and Dean once again ran his hand across his face.

"Cas," Dean said and Allison stood once more and walked over to him.

"Castiel? What's he going to do?" she asked.

"Allie, he . . . not too long ago he was going to tell me something. Something important, but they haled his ass but upstairs and when he came back he was back to being a dick," Dean said. "I think he'll help us."

"Okay," she said softly and Dean sighed as he turned his face up towards the ceiling.

"Cas! Cas, I want to talk to you!" Dean said before he repeated himself a few times.

"Now what?" she asked.

"We wait I guess," Dean said before he put his hands in his pockets and started to walk around the room. He walked over to a table with a few angel statues and knocked one of them from the stand.

"Really, Dean," Allison said as she walked over to him, but he just grinned as he looked down at her and she rolled her eyes.

"You asked to see me?" came Castiel's voice from behind Allison and she turned around to look at the angel while Dean sheepishly tried to hide the fact that he had purposefully broken the statue.

"Yeah, uh, listen we need something," Dean said and Castiel gave them a small smile.

"Anything you wish," Castiel said.

"We need you to take us to see Sam," Dean said.

"Why?" Castiel asked with a frown.

"There's something I got to talk to him about," Dean said.

"What's that?" Castiel asked.

"The BM I took this morning, what's it to you?" Dean asked as he stepped away from Allison and towards Castiel. "Just make it snappy," he said as he glanced at Allison and she was quick to join him at his side.

"I don't think that's wise," Castiel said as he glanced around the room.

"Well, we didn't ask your opinion," Dean said.

"Have you forgotten what happened the last time you met?" Castiel asked.

"No," Dean said. "That's the whole point."

"Would you feel comfortable bringing Allison to face him, knowing the violent state he was in the last time you saw him?" Castiel asked.

"Tell you the truth, I'm more worried about her around your boss than I am her around my brother. I didn't miss the threat that Zachariah threw her way, Cas," Dean said and Castiel looked at Allison. "Look, I'll do whatever it is you guys want, okay? I just need to tie up this one thing. Five minutes, that's all I need, and for you to take her somewhere safe."

"No," Castiel said and Allison frowned.

"Why not?" she asked and Dean straightened up slightly.

"Are you saying we're trapped here?" Dean asked.

"You can go wherever you want," Castiel said.

"Super, we want to see Sam," Dean said.

"Except there," Castiel said.

"Fine, we're going to take a walk," Dean said.

"I'll go with you," Castiel said.

"We want to go alone," Dean said as he took Allison's hand and Castiel's face hardened.

"No," he said firmly.

"Screw this. We're out of here," Dean said before he tugged on Allison's hand and headed towards the door with her following.

"Through what door?" Castiel asked as he turned around to look at them and the couple stopped before they too turned and looked at Castiel, both with frowns on their faces. They turned back around to head out the door only to see a wall where the door had just been. Dean turned to say something to Castiel, but the angel was gone.

"Son of a bitch," Dean said as he let go of Allison's hand.

"What are we going to do now?" she asked and Dean sighed before he put his hands the pockets of his jacket and found his cell phone. He smiled slightly, but Allison shook her head. "I doubt that's going to work."

"You got a better idea?" he asked and she shook her head negatively before she went back over to the sofa and laid down. She knew Dean wasn't going to tell her anything more than he already had, and since he was occupied with his phone she had nothing better to do. She was beyond tired, so, she decided to sleep until Dean decided what they were going to do. She'd trust him to make that decision on his own.

Dean sighed quietly when he wasn't getting a signal and after a while of fiddling with it he turned around to ask Allison if she had her phone when he saw her sleeping on the ornate sofa at the end of the room. He lowered his phone to his side and slowly walked over to her. He leaned down and pushed her hair from her face and she let out a soft breath, but didn't move.

Part of him was glad she was there, but another part wanted her as far away from the angels and what was going on as he could get her. He kissed her forehead before he stood fully and returned to trying to get a signal on his phone. He walked across the room to give Allison some peace as he brought his phone to his ear. When he got nothing her brought the phone from his ear and looked at it with a frown.

"You can't reach him, Dean," Castiel said from behind Dean. "You're outside your coverage zone." Dean lowered his phone to his side and flipped it closed.

"What are you going to do to Sam?" he asked quietly.

"Nothing," Castiel said through a sigh as he walked forward and to the side so he was across from Dean. "He's going to do it to himself."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dean asked as he looked at Castiel, but the angel looked down and away from him. "Oh, right. You got toe the company line," Dean said as he walked over to Castiel. "Why are you here, Cas?"

"We've been through much together, you and I," he said. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry it ended like this."

"Sorry?" Dean asked with a scoff before he turned away, reared back, and punched Castiel in the face only to experience the same pain Allison had months earlier when she punched the steel like face of the angel. "It's Armageddon, Cas, you need a bigger word than sorry," he said after he let out a small noise and turned back around to look at him.

"Try to understand, this is long foretold," Castiel said. "This is your-,"

"Destiny?" asked loud enough to rouse Allison from her sleep. Slowly she sat up and at the other side of the room she saw Dean standing with Castiel. "Don't give me that holy crap. "Destiny, God's plan; it's all a bunch of lies you poor stupid son of a bitch. It's just a way for your bosses to keep me and keep you in line." Allison stood, but remained quiet because she could tell Dean wasn't done. "You know what's real? People. Families. That's real, and you're going to watch them all burn?"

"What is so worth saving? I see nothing but pain here. I see inside you. I see your guilt, your anger, confusion. I see your worry for Allison. In paradise all is forgiven. You'll be at peace with Allison, even with Sam."

"You can take your peace," Dean said, "and shove it up your lily white ass. 'Cause I'll take the pain and the guilt, I'll even take Sam as is. It's a lot better than being some Stepford bitch in paradise. This is simple, Cas," Dean said as Castiel turned away from him. "No more crap about being a good soldier. There is a right and there is a wrong here and you know it. Look at me." Dean reached out and turned Castiel around to look at him and Allison quickly walked over to them, but stood slightly behind Dean near the table since neither had acknowledged her yet. "You know it! You were going to tell me something once. You were going to warn me about all of this before they dragged you back to bible camp. Help me, now, please!"

"What would you have me do?"

"Get me to Sam we can stop this before it's too late," Dean said quickly.

"I do that we will all be hunted. We will all be killed," Castiel said.

"If there was anything worth dying for, this is it," Dean said and Allison raised her hand to her lower abdomen. Castiel slowly shook his head negatively, and Allison lowered her hand as she looked at the back of Dean's head. "You spineless, soulless, son of a bitch," Dean said as he turned around. His eyes landed on Allison for a fraction of a second before he walked around her and away from Castiel. "What do you care about dying, you're already dead. We're done."

"Dean," Castiel said softly.

"We're done," Dean said firmly, his back on Castiel. The angel looked at Allison and sighed heavily before he disappeared. Allison let out a breath she hadn't realized she had been holding before she moved over to Dean. He looked at her over his shoulder before he reached out with his left arm and pulled her close to him. She gripped his cotton jacket as she rested her head on his chest.

"Apparently when one takes a nap, they miss a lot," she said into his chest before she raised her head and looked up at him. "What happened, and don't tell me nothing. I was a wake for the last half of that conversation."

"Allie-," he started but she pulled away from him.

"Dean Winchester, I swear if you say 'it's complicated' or some other lame thing to get me to stop asking you what the hell is going on, I'm going to punch you," she said tightly, her eyes full of fire as she looked up at him. Sighing through his nose as he looked down at her, he told her everything. For the first time ever, he held nothing back.

"Damn it all!" Addison yelled as she slammed the book she was paging through shut and threw it down on the desk in front of her before she ran her hands over her face and then through her hair.

"Addie, it's late," Bobby said as he sighed and sat back in his chair. "We're no further than we were twenty-four hours ago. We've got no way to figure out where the angels took them, hell, if they're even still here. For all we know they could be on some other plane or something." Suddenly, a breeze filled the room and both Bobby and Addison looked up in time to see a confused looking Allison swaying on her feet.

"Allie!" Addison cried before she was quick to her sister's side and helped steady her. Allison looked at her with wide eyes as she gripped her sister tight before her eyes quickly scanned the room. "Where's Dean?" Addison asked as they let go of each other and Allison shook her head negatively.

"I don't know," she said and Bobby stood before he walked over to her. She turned her eyes to him and she could see the questions in his eyes. "The angels had us in the room, and the Castiel came. He basically busted us out, took us to some guy's house who looked like he had seen a ghost when the three us showed up. He looked at me like I had two heads or something before and then he gave Dean some papers that basically had everything written out."

"Chuck," Bobby said quietly and both Addison frowned as she looked at him, but Allison continued.

"Yeah, the prophet guy," Allison said and Addison turned her frown onto her sister. "Give me a break, Addie, I just found all of this out."

"What happened?" Bobby asked as Addison sighed.

"The room started shaking, a bright light started to fill the room, and there was this noise. Castiel said it was an arch angel. He told Dean that he would hold them all off before he sent him to stop Sam and then he told me he was sorry before he sent me here," Allison said.

"What does need to stop Sam from doing?" Addison asked. She didn't like the look that was on Allison's face and the worry filling her sister's eyes.

"Sam is on his way to kill Lilith and Dean needs to stop him," Allison said.

"Why?" Bobby asked and Allison turned her eyes to Bobby.

"Because Lilith is the final seal, and when Sam kills her, the end starts," she said and Bobby and Addison's faces paled as they stared at Allison. "If Dean doesn't get there in time, we're going to be facing a whole new kind of evil."