Chapter 3:
Name Camael pronounced: {Caw-may-el}
Name Lailah pronounced: {Lie-la}
"We fear violence less than our own feelings. Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict." ~ Jim Morrison
[XBaby of IniquityX]
Bobby:
Bobby is currently busy sitting at the small, square dining table, three books open to find a way to save his boys. As Bobby reads, Camael sits on the couch with her own book insisting that she help.
"Grandpa, I'm hungry." Camael's voice comes from the couch.
Bobby sighs and stands up. "Okay kid, what do you want?"
Camael makes her best dramatic thinking look and then says, "I want to go out."
"Sorry kid, can't," Bobby starts. "Too dangerous and if somethin' happened to you your fathers would kill me. What do you want that I can make?"
"Pwease?" she says in a baby voice. "I pwomise to be good."
Despite Camael's puppy dog eyes that she happened to learn from Castiel, Bobby holds out. "No, now what do you want?"
"Grandpa?" Camael gets off the couch and walks up to him. "You want to see something I've been practicing?" Bobby eyes her suspiciously. Then it happens.
Almost an exact replica of Sam's puppy dog eyes on the little three years old's face. "Oh balls!"
The next thing Bobby knows, he's driving down the street looking for a place to eat. "Grandpa Bobby, let's eat there!" Camael points to a restaurant.
He pulls into a parking space and helps Camael out of the Impala. They both walk up to the restaurant, Bobby keeping a firm grip on Camael's hand as to not let anything happen to her.
Once inside a female waiter with brown, long hair almost immediately walks up to the podium and ushers them to follow. Bobby tries to but Camael refuses to take even one step. "Kid what's wrong?"
Camael looks scared so he kneels down in front of her. "Demons are here and our guide is one of them."
Bobby's head snaps up to the retreating back of the waiter walking to their table. "Uh, Miss, I think we'll just have ours to go instead."
"Really?" she says in an almost evil tone. "That's too bad. I'll go get you some menus." She then walks into the back.
"Okay, time to get out of here." Bobby goes to leave but Camael grabs his sleeve.
"No," she says frantically. "We need to capture the guide, she knows where Dad and Daddy are."
Bobby's eyes narrow. "How do you know?"
"I…" Camael stammers. "…just do."
Bobby then picks her up and carries her outside. "Okay we'll do it your way but you're stayin' in the car." Camael pouts but Bobby ignores her, buckling her in the car seat in the back of the Impala. He then walks to the back door of the restaurant and waits. Once the brunette walks out he jumps her from behind and punches her into the devils trap that he drew moments ago. He quickly goes and gets Camael, getting the feeling that he shouldn't leave her where demons could easily get to her and then goes back to the demon. He places Camael far enough away from the demon but close enough to keep an eye on. "Okay now, let's get started."
The demon smirks. "Let's."
[XBaby of IniquityX]
Dean:
Dean watches on as Castiel continues to moan and groan with every cut, stab, and slice of skin. Dean feels sick.
"Dean, what are you doing? Do something," Sam pleads to him.
"Do what Sam?" Dean whispers. "Punch him with my voice. Let me try that." He takes in a deep breath as if to follow up on that notion.
"Dean." Sam stops him. "Cas is your husband you can't just hang here and watch him get tortured. Lailah is going to kill him."
Dean looks at his brother angrily. "Do you think I don't know that?"
"You should have had him torture me Dean." Sam turns back to Castiel who has promptly passed out again for the fifth time already, no longer screaming or moaning.
"I wasn't about to let him torture you Sam, you're my brother," Dean whispers.
"And he's your husband," Sam defends. "At least I would have been able to handle it better, I was awake and conscious, and he wasn't."
Dean looks to the floor. "Sam stop, please?" He feels extreme guilt rising in his chest.
That's when Lailah walks up to the both of them. "So, now that that is over, you going to tell me where your daughter is?" He asks Dean.
Dean looks past him at Castiel. His head is hung low and blood is pouring out of his mouth in a long, red, thick line. He has to swallow in order to not puke. "Nope, I don't think the message has sunk in yet."
Lailah narrows his eyes and looks to Sam. "What about you? Going to give your little niece away for your brother-in-law?
Sam glances to Dean then to the floor. "No."
"I should have known you two would never give her up. I guess I'll just have to kill your precious angel, oh sorry fallen angel." He walks back over to Castiel and picks up the sword. Lailah positions the sword at Castiel's heart, ready to plunge it into his body.
"Wait." Sam stops him quickly. "I change my mind, I'll tell you."
Lailah smirks and sets the archangel sword down. "Very good Sam." He walks over to Sam and looks at Dean. "Looks like your brother is willing to sacrifice his niece for your husband. Guess he's the smarter of the two." He turns back to Sam. "Now, where is the little half breed?"
Dean sees Sam swallow. "She's at 19 Willow Ave." Dean narrows his eyes the slightest bit. That's not where they should be.
Lailah grins malevolently. "I would read your mind to see if you were lying but… it's more fun this way, being able to torture Castiel and all. That's why I didn't do it in the first place."
"You son of a bitch!" Dean yells.
"You better not be lying Sam, or else I will kill the abomination." Lailah ignores Dean and then disappears.
Sam looks at Dean. "You weren't going to do something, so I did." He glances up at Dean's wrists with the rope around them. "Come on we have to get out of here." Sam pulls as hard as possible and the beam that the rope was secured around breaks loose.
Sam goes and grabs the knife off the table and cuts Dean down and they both go to Castiel. Sam reaches up and begins to slowly cut at the rope that has burned Castiel's wrists and Dean gets ready to catch him. Once the rope cuts all the way through, Dean catches the limp body in a hug and holds him close. "I'm so sorry Cas," Dean whispers in his ear so Sam can't hear.
The two of them sling Castiel's arms over their shoulders, Sam on Castiel's left and Dean on his right. Castiel lets out a small moan as they start dragging Castiel away. "It's okay Cas, we'll get you out here," Sam says in a small voice.
That's when they hear it. A sound, maybe footsteps, coming their way.