"Damnit Dean!" Melinda cursed as she paced Bobby's living room. Castiel watched her footsteps creak over the wooden floor. "And he didn't tell you where he was going?" Melinda glared at Bobby. He shrugged in his wheelchair. "He just took off. Went to find Sam. He knew I couldn't stop him and he took advantage of it." Bobby slouched. "This can't be happening," Melinda complained. "Not now, not when we're all about to be slaughtered."
"We have to find Dean." Castiel finally spoke.
Bobby and Melinda just glanced at him. "Wonderful idea, but.. oh wait! We don't know where the hell he is!" Bobby hollered. Castiel looked at him.
"Hey, stop arguing." Melinda came inbetween them. "We just have to think like a demon for a moment." She rubbed the tense skin of her forehead. Her eyes were shut tight, focusing hard on the wheels turning in her brain. Melinda paced about the room.
"Or the devil." Bobby added. Melinda turned around, glaring at Bobby wildly.
Something had occured to her.
"Bobby, that's it!" She exlaimed.
Bobby said nothing. He looked at Melinda first, then at Castiel, who was also greatly confused. "I'm sorry, but what is 'it'?"
Melinda came closer to Bobby, never taking her eyes off him. She looked down at him as he sat helplessly in his chair. "What if..." Melinda puased to get her facts straight.
"1972, Azazel slaughters 7 nuns for Lucifer at the St. Mary's Convent in Ilchester. 2009, Lilith dies, thus busting open Lucifer's cage door at the same damn spot. It's all linked to Lucifer! What if the demons are using that convent as a... as a green room, or a secret military base to stock up the big showdown!" Melinda rushed to get her words out.
Bobby thought about it a moment. "I don't know about stocking up..."
"What do you mean, Bobby?" Melinda asked carefully.
"The demons could assemble at anytime, anywhere... what was so special about now? And besides, demons, Lucifer, they don't need anything to stock up on, they're all mighty and powerful on their own."
Except for maybe one weapon...
"Oh no." Bobby had figured it out. Melinda knelt down beside Bobby. She took his arm and left it firmly. "Bobby?" She asked. Melinda got that feeling in her stomach where she'd give anything not to know. She didn't want to know, but she knew she had to.
"They're going to torture Sam. They're going to make him say yes." Bobby answered emotionlessly.
Melinda fell back a little, releasing Bobby's arm. She sat on the floor bewildered, staring off into nothing. She fell back into her own world, and could only imagine what they'll do to Sam. A vivid scene of Sam's body entered her mind. Patches of skin seared off. Blood and pus at every cratering wound. Sam squealing in hellish agony. Lucifer could kill him a hundred times over, only to bring him back to life to repeat the bloodshed again.
Melinda slowly came back to Earth. Out of her darken world and into this one.
"Mel? Mel, come on, get up!" Bobby ordered. "You guys have to find Dean."
Castiel helped Melinda to her feet. She looked down at Bobby, absently and defeated. "And Sam." she added.
Bobby looked at Cas, then at Melinda. "Mel, face it. By the time you get to him, if you get to him... Sam will probably have given in. It's a lost cause."
"But he's my brother." Melinda told him broken-heartedly. Bobby glared at Melinda with sad and hardend eyes. "And you're all my children. You don't think I want to save Sam too?"
Melinda turned away from Bobby.
"He'd do the same for us." She said over her shoulder.
Bobby wheeled himself past Castiel, and behind Melinda. "I know he would., and I'm sorry to tell you this. I'll pray for him. I'll pray for all of us, but Mel, we have to be realistic now. We can't let our feelings get in the way of our survival."
"If the angels get a hold of Dean, the end begins." Castiel stepped over to Melinda, then finally broke his personal silence.
Melinda kept her eyes hidden from both of them. Her breaths were shakey, and she wanted to cry. But Bobby was right, they can't let emotions hold them back. There were many times in her life when Melinda had to be strong, and this is the most important of all.
Castiel was right as well. The advantage of having two doomed brothers is that, if one goes missing, at least they still have the other cruicial half.
Melinda finally turned around, facing Cas and Bobby with a strong face. "Okay. Let's go then." Melinda began for the door.
"Wait," Castiel said, walking after her. Melinda turned around and watched him. Castiel grabbed her firmly by the arm. "We'll never get there in time." He raised his hand to her forehead. Melinda stared back at him nervously.
"Watch your backs, you two." Was all Melinda heard before she was zapped. Whisked away from Bobby's house and into the cold, and dark air. They were in South Dakota anymore.
Melinda opened her eyes, and there it was. The convent.
And parked not too far away... Dean's impala.