I opened my eyes to see the full moon high in the sky. The moons glow outlined the trees, making them look silver in the light. The river flowed like liquid silver.
I was momentarily distracted before I remembered the task at hand. I looked at my watch and saw it was close to 3am. I walked towards the barn and crept in, trying not to disturb Sam and Dean's slumber. I went through my bag and picked the protection potions and sprinkled it on them.
"In my time of need,
Ancient powers hear my plea,
Protect these brothers two,
From darkness forward blessed be."
I thought about where I could orb them, where they were out of harm's way at least for a while. I thought of Bobby and wondered if he was alright. I couldn't send them there; it would be the first place the Demons look. I orbed them to one of my other secret homes across the country, hoping that nothing had broken through the protective charms. I paced around the barn, trying to think about the situation at hand.
Why did they want me? It couldn't have been because of my power as I am not that powerful and others are greater in power and strength. What could it be? What was I missing?
I looked at my watch to see it was almost 4am and I had to get going. I pulled my jumper tighter around me as I walked out of the barn and into the chilly night. I love the peace of the night and the glow of the moon. I felt at home and at peace under the moonlit sky. I walked back to the river side and stared into the water. I bent over to brush my hand over the water and a slight pain filled my side, reminding me of the many cuts that lay there. I stood up and continued walking.
As I approached, I could sense them, hear them, feel them. They were trying to trap me in a circle so I wouldn't escape and thought they were doing it silently enough for me not to hear. I didn't fight or struggle as they closed around me and grabbed me; I wanted them to know I knew they were there. They pushed me to my knees and I unwillingly obliged. That was then the mystery man appeared through the gateway of bare branches. He omitted raw power; stronger than the rest were giving off. He was obviously one of the high ranking officials. Someone high in power willing to do some dirty work now that's unusual.
Was it necessary for me to be kneeling? My knees were having difficulty holding my weight and the force of the men without causing me more pain. I mean, I had come without a fight, hadn't I? Maybe it made them feel superior and in power. Far be it for me to spoil their fun.
"Bring her to the jeep"
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