Chapter 4:
Name Camael pronounced: {Caw-may-el}
Name Lailah pronounced: {Lie-la}
"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." ~ Edmund Burke
[XBaby of IniquityX]
Bobby:
Bobby tries everything to get the demon to crack. Holy water, salt, you name it, she just doesn't budge. After a dose of holy water Bobby says, "You gonna tell me where they are now?"
The Demon laughs menacingly. "Why don't you go to hell. Bet you'd fit in just right there."
Bobby hears a low growl from Camael. He looks at the child and sees that she has her eyes narrowed and her head tilted down, causing her to look up through her eyelashes. She looks a lot like Castiel. She then steps forward and into the devil's trap. "Camael get back here," Bobby orders but the toddler ignores him.
"Where. Are. My. Fathers?" Camael says with a low, growly voice.
The demon laughs again. "Seriously, you're sending the half breed?" She says to Bobby. "Hilarious."
Camael let's out another growl then grabs the demon by the shirt. She pulls the demon down to her knees by strength Bobby didn't even know she had. "I said, where are they?"
The demon now actually looks a little scared. "Like I'll tell a little girl."
"Fine," Camael says calmly but you can hear the hidden amusement. "You asked for it. You don't want to answer me," she places her small little hand on the vessel's forehead and suddenly bright yellow light comes from the vessel's eyes and mouth, "you die." Camael drops the body. "It's a pity the vessel had to die." She turns to Bobby and he takes a small step back. "I know where they are."
"How in the hell did you do that kid?" Bobby asks her. He won't admit it but the look in Camael's eyes when she was doing all that scared him. That look is gone now though.
"It is of no import. Come on we have to save my dads and uncle." She begins walking back to the Impala and Bobby follows behind.
[XBaby of IniquityX]
Dean:
Both him and Sam hide underneath the stairs, Dean's hand over Castiel's mouth to keep his whimpers and groans at bay. They both look up through the individual steps and see two figures, one small and one a lot bigger than the first.
Dean lets out a breath of relief and they exit their hiding spot. "Took you guys long enough to get here."
"Hey it wasn't easy finding you idjits." Bobby says. "What happened?" He asks, eyeing the limp angel.
"We'll explain later." He looks to Camael. "What are you doing here sweetie?"
She's looking at Castiel with sad eyes. "I came to save you but it looks like I'm too late. He's not dead is he?"
Dean gives her a reassuring smile. "No he's not sweetie."
"Then what's wrong with him?" She asks.
"We'll explain later okay, promise." She nods. "Come on we have to get out before he comes back. They quickly leave the building and head back to Bobby's place where they take no time demon and angel proofing the whole house.
Dean is down in the panic room, mending Castiel's wounds with him still out cold on the bed. He feels extremely guilty. "Are you going to explain to me what happened now Dad?"
Dean jumps slightly from the little girl sneaking up on him. He sighs and beckons her over. When she comes over he lifts her up and sits her on his lap. "Daddy got…" He doesn't know how to say it. How do you tell your three year old daughter that her 'daddy' got tortured by demons and an angel? "He um…" He guesses you just have to come out with it. "Um… got tortured by a few demons and an angel."
She's starring at Dean with big blue eyes. "Why?"
Dean takes a deep breath. "Honey it's hard to explain."
"Try, please?" She asks.
He looks at Castiel and feels a lump in his throat. "Because um… I wouldn't give up where you were."
She scrunches up her eyebrows and tilts her head the slightest little bit, just like her daddy and it makes Dean smile. "I don't get it."
"You probably will when you get older," Dean says. He pulls her in for a hug and kisses the top of her head. "I'm just glad you're okay sweetheart," he whispers to the top of her head. He pulls back. "I love you."
"I love you too Dad." She smiles a half smile then gets down. She looks back briefly to Castiel when she reaches the door then leaves.
Dean continues to mend Castiel up. "I'm sorry Cas." He whispers. He hears footsteps coming down the stairs a half hour later. He turns around to see Bobby coming towards him. "Bobby."
"I need to talk to you boy." He halts beside him. "About your kid."
"What about her?" He asks confused.
"I want to talk about it with Sam too so I called Sheriff Mills over to watch Camael, make sure nothing happens, and Sam should be down shortly," Bobby explains.
As soon as he finished what he was saying Sam walks down the stairs and into the panic room. "What you want to talk about Bobby?"
"I want to talk about that innocent little girl up there," Bobby begins. Both Sam and Dean look on in confusion. "Did you know your daughter could tell if someone was possessed by a demon?"
Dean and Sam exchange looks. "No I didn't," Dean and Sam say at the same time.
"Well she can," Bobby continues. "We went to this restaurant and she could tell that everybody was a demon. She's the one that warned me about them in the first place and it was her idea to trap one and interrogate it."
Dean looks on in even more confusion. "Isn't that a good thing?"
"Maybe, but that's not the best part," Bobby keeps explaining. "When I was questioning the demon she went up to it and asked in this really evil like voice where y'all were. When the demon wouldn't say she grabbed it, pulled it down to its knees. She asked again, but the demon didn't budge, although it looked a little scared. So Camael decided to exercise it, the way angels do, and guess what?" Dean and Sam shrug. "It worked. You want to know what she said afterwards? 'Pity the vessel had to die.'"
"What the hell?" Dean asks in shock. "You must be reading too much into this Bobby."
Sam looks from Bobby to Dean then back. "Yeah it probably means nothing."
Bobby looks at the two of them. "Before she exercised it, she read its mind to find out where you three were."
"But that's not really a bad thing Bobby. I mean yeah, we've told her not use her mojo but she was just trying to find us," Dean reasons.
"You boys weren't there. It was evil," Bobby points out.
Dean laughs. "Bobby, you're not serious. My daughter is not evil."
"I hope you're right boy." Bobby turns and leaves.
Sam looks to Castiel. "He okay?" He asks, deciding to change the subject.
Dean licks his lips. "Yeah I think so. Just waiting for him to wake up."
Sam nods. "Let me know when he does." He then gets up and leaves.
Dean rests his elbows on his thighs and places his chin in his hands. "Bobby is just looking too much into this, right Cas?" He swallows. "Our daughter isn't evil or turning evil, right?" There's no response as expected. "Come on Cas please wake up soon, I could use your help." Dean takes a deep breath. "What am I supposed to do? Is that what Lailah wants? To turn our daughter evil?" Dean shakes his head. "Well I'm not going to let him Cas, I promise." He leans down and brushes the hair off Castiel's forehead then kisses it. "I love you," he whispers.
He then gets up and leaves the panic room, shutting the door behind him. He walks to the kitchen and grabs a beer from the refrigerator. "Hey Dean."
He turns to see Jody Mills with Camael. "Hey." He smiles then walks over to the both of them. He picks up Camael, sits downs, and sits Camael in his lap. "Whacha doing?"
"Drawing," Camael replies excitedly.
"Yeah? What are you drawing, let me see." She hands him the piece of paper. It has five people on it, one really tall stick figure, one slightly shorter than that, then another one a little shorter than the second, the fourth is an even shorter man, than a tiny stick figure.
"See that's Uncle Sam and his enormousness," she points to the really tall one, "that's you," she points to the slightly shorter one. "that's Daddy," the next shorter one, "Grandpa Bobby," the next, "and then me," the tiny one. "One big happy family," she says with a wide grin.
Dean smiles back and chuckles as he looks the picture over. "That's great." He kisses her cheek which causes the little girl to laugh.
"You can keep it, I drew it for you," she tells Dean.
Dean, honestly, feels so happy at this moment that it's easy to forget that everything is messed up right now. "Thanks honey. I love it." He looks at her. "I'll put it on the refrigerator."
She smiles at him then wraps her arms around his neck. "Can I go read now?"
"Of course you can." She hops off Dean's lap and rushes into the library where Bobby and Sam are located.
"She's a sweet kid," Jody compliments. "Still don't really understand the explanation about how an angel, which is hard enough to believe in and of itself, got pregnant by another male when the angel is in a male body."
"Trust me, I don't even get yet," Dean says. "I don't think I ever will but I do know that I'm glad it happened. I didn't think I would ever want kids and trust me when Cas told me, I freaked out but you know…" He pauses and looks towards the library. "I wouldn't change it for the world."
"Now you're talking like a true father," she says then gets up. "Well I guess it's time for me to go. Take care of yourself and your little girl in there."
"Will do," he says with a head nod. She smiles, goes and says bye to Bobby and Sam, then leaves. Dean gets back up and carries his beer down to the panic room. He sits next to Castiel again, having one sided conversations but he doesn't mind. It's a good way to vent.