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Bobby watches Crystal take out the angel before he calls LJ over.
"What's going on Bobby?" She asks before looking back at the door.
"I want you to follow her and make sure they are safe. There are still people after her and having that angel here could be bait!" LJ nodded and hurried out the door, stopping to salute the old man.
"Smartass." He muttered under his breath.
"Hey Bobby. How ya feeling?" Sam asked the man. Bobby rolls his eyes at him.
"I'm doing fine. I just want you guys not to get into trouble for once in your Goddamn lives." Sam looks at Dean. He quickly comes to the rescue.
"Uh, well we will go and get food for everyone. C'mon Sam." And with that they hurry out the door. Bobby pours himself a drink and gulps it down. Cas gives him a look.
"What?" Bobby snaps at the angel.
"I am going to watch them. I will make sure no harm comes to any of them. I also apologize for everything." Castiel quickly disappears from the gruff man's view. Bobby shrugged this off and poured himself another drink when he hears a crash in the bathroom. He felt like a cat when the hair on the back of his neck stood on end. He picked up an angel blade that he kept on his belt and cautiously made his way toward the bathroom door. The door swung open suddenly, making Bobby jump back in surprise. He got ready for a fight when he saw a flash of bright white light and heard a scream. Forgetting all of his caution, Bobby rushed into the bathroom.
"Blair!" He saw the girl laying in the bathtub, holding her son in her lap. Bobby saw crimson handprints going up the tiled wall. On closer inspection, he saw the same crimson splattered on the curtain to the shower. Blair was crying and rocking herself. She was covered in the crimson blood of her son. Bobby's arms were covered in goose bumps as he edged his way closer to the girl. She looked up suddenly. Her face has the blood smeared on her face. Her eyes were bloodshot and an ice cold blue. It looked as if she had been crying blood from her eyes. The bright specks of green that were usually apparent in her eyes were dull in comparison to the blue.
"Blair, what happened?" Bobby asked softly. She held a gun up to him.
"Get out of here!" She screamed. Bobby held his hands up.
"Whoa, take it easy. Blair, it's me. It's Bobby." He realized she was hysterical. She began to cry again and pulled the limp body to her chest. Bobby inched forward and hastily grabbed the gun from her hand. She ignored it as she rocked Johnny and whimpered into his ear. Bobby felt a presence behind him and turned to see Castiel there.
"I heard a scream." His eyes narrowed as he took in the situation. He walked to Blair when out of nowhere she grabbed an angel blade and stabbed the hand that reached out toward her. Cas pulled back in pain.
"Get out of here or I will murder you!" She screamed as loud as she could. Bobby pulled Cas back.
"He's leaving. Shhh. It's alright." He tried to comfort the girl who went back to rocking the dead child.
"Go find Dean and Sam." Bobby commanded the angel.
Sam was eating his hamburger as they headed back to the hotel. They had stopped at a fast food restaurant and picked up a bunch of hamburgers and French fries along with some sodas when Castiel appeared in the back of the Impala. Dean jumped slightly when he looked in the mirror and saw Cas's face.
"Dude, seriously!" He exclaimed.
"You need to hurry back to the motel." Cas told him. Dean's head tilted slight to the side.
"That's where we are going." Dean rolled his eyes. Sam sensed the urgency in Cas's voice and turned in his seat.
"What's going on Cas?" He asked. He noticed that Cas was holding his hand to his chest.
"It's Blair. Well, her and the child." Cas looked away from Sam's questioning stare. Sam began to grow anxious as Dean drove faster. When they pulled into the parking lot, Sam jumped out before Dean even stopped the car. Cas followed behind him as Sam ran toward the bathroom where Bobby was standing.
"Whoa there. Sam, you can't go in there." Bobby looked at him sadly. Sam grew angry.
"Bobby, move." He commanded. He needed to see what was going on.
"Sam, calm down." He heard Dean say behind him. Sam whirled on his heels.
"Calm down? Calm down! Dean, Blair and Johnny were just attacked by something and you want me to calm down!" Dean walked between Sam and Bobby.
"Yes. You're going to scare her." Bobby whispered something into Dean's ear. Sam watched Dean's eyes grow wide. He had enough and pushed past the two men. When he got into the bathroom, he was overwhelmed with the smell of blood. He looked at the bathtub and saw Blair sobbing while holding something in her lap.
"Sam.." Dean tried to get Sam to come back, but he ignored him. Sam walked closer to Blair and knelt on the outside of the bathtub. Blair met his eyes. Sam felt as if her sadness was surrounding them both. He slowly reached in and pulled the dead child from her lap. He looked at the limp figure who seemed to have been stabbed multiple times. Tears stung Sam's eyes as a lump formed in his throat. He looked up at Blair whose eyes never left the body of her son.
"Who did this?" Sam asked, his voice breaking.
"An angel." She replied, her voice hoarse. Sam felt a hand on his back and knew right away it was Dean. Blair pulled her knees to her chest and began to cry all over.
"Bobby, make sure Crystal and LJ do not come back for a while. And make sure that Syrena has not left their sight for even a second." Dean commanded. Dean's hand left Sam's shoulder as he bent down to pick Blair into his arms. She clung to him like a child. Sam followed as they walked out of the bathroom.
"Cas, can you make her sleep?" Dean asked. Cas examined the girl whose head was pressed against Dean's chest. He nodded and placed a hand on her head. Sam had Johnny in his hands, but there was no way he could be saved. Dean laid Blair on the bed and gently covered her up. He then took the child from Sam and headed out the door. This would be easier for Blair if she didn't see it. Sam understood. He sat next to the bed and bowed his head. He not be in love with Blair, but he loved the child. And he loved her. He let the tears fall freely. It seemed like an eternity before Dean came back. They had to clean up before Bobby and the girls got back. Sam nodded and numbly did as Dean directed. This was all his fault. He should never have let these girls become their friends. Bad things always happened to their friends.