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Sorry for the Delay! Hope your summers are going well/went well. I am going to be back in school in a week but good news I am currently typing up chapter nine and it should be up and ready to go by the end of the day! Hope you all like this chapter. Sorry it is short, but I wanted to split the document I had into two chapters. thanks to Dodger once again! and I do not own Supernatural or the characters except Marie, she is all mine lol.
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Marie woke up, unable to move from the position she was in; her heart rate sped as she tried to see through the darkness that was surrounding her. When her eyes failed to adjust, she began to struggle against the force, visibly panicking.
"Be still child no harm shall come to you." A soft male voice whispered from within the darkness. Her body betrayed her by slowly obeying his command. The voice gave her a sense of comfort that she did not want as she struggled to maintain suspicion. "Cas… Dean… Sam?" she thought.
"No, under the circumstances they were not able to join us." Said the voice once again interrupting her thoughts. "But hush, I will not keep you from them for long, once my message is delivered." Marie let what was being said sink in, her body completely relaxing and stilling. "Much will be asked of you in the next coming months Little One. I am afraid that more of your blood will be required to end this."
"No… I can't … this can't be happening…" Marie's eyes widened in the darkness; panic once again setting in.
"Yes my child… I am afraid it is. But this must stay here, in your mind for only you to know and see. They are not allowed to know or escape the paths that have been set before them. You will know what is expected of you when the time is right."
Tears pricked at her eyes. " I can't. I don't know if I can do this anymore… I don't want too"
"It is okay to have doubts. These times are rarely without pain. You are the only one capable and close enough to the vessels for this to work." There was now a slight edge to the male's voice, almost as though he was losing his patience.
"I thought… wait… where am I? What day is it?" Marie once again began to struggle more.
"The end has begun. Half of the Winchester's Destiny has been fulfilled. Castiel is dead. His father was a gift to prepare you for what is too happen. It will awaken your blood to its ability. You are pure of soul. You are the backup plan to save the rest."
"What the fuck? Prepare The feather kept giving me pain and suffering. How the fuck did that prepare me? I wish this misery would just end." She thought back angrily.
"Hostility is to be expected. Best of luck sister, I will be back soon to check up on you." The voice began to fade as Marie yelled profanities, Dean had mostly taught her, into the darkness. Suddenly she longer felt bound and she began to rub the feeling back into her legs. She closed her eyes when the blinding sun took over the darkness.
She eased her eyes back to the proper adjustment and could see she was in some kind of forest. "This can't be good." She felt weary and had to force her legs to stand up and walk. A couple of times she stumbled but forced herself to keep going.
Questions without answers kept pushing to the front of her mind. The voice, where she was, Dean, Cas? Was the voice honest about his death? She felt hollow in her chest, something hurt there. She hadn't been fully paying attention as she stumbled onto the roadside. The last thing she felt was falling…
"Dean we have to find her, I can't feel her presence anymore." Stated Castiel hoarsely. If Dean didn't know any better, he would've said Cas seemed genuinely concern. He simply growled and gripped the steering wheel harder. "I can't believe this shit.. she is the one good thing in tall of this and I lost her… Great going Winchester" he thought his fathers voice taking over the last part in his mind. Dean's eyes went wide as they drove up the hill and a girl came into view. Adrenaline and instinct told him it was Marie, he sped up and pulled up to the girl jumping out of the impala just as she fainted. He looked down at her, it was Marie thought she didn't look to good. It had been over a week since she had been taken at the same time he had. "Marie.. Marie? Come on girl …" pleaded Dean hoarsely.
"Is she okay Dean?" Asked Castiel as he stared at Marie. He was fighting jealousy as he watched Dean hold her close. From what he understood of humans, when he looked at her, she appeared to be exhausted, malnourished and dehydrated. They need to her Bobby's if not a hospital.
"I got you now. Hold on okay? Whispered Dean as he picked her up with ease and placed her into the back of the Impala. He brushed his lips over hers briefly, not caring if Castiel was looking.
When they had arrived at Bobby's they discovered a distant looking Sam and a agitated Bobby now confined to a wheelchair.
"Is she okay?" Sam asked looking at the still form of Marie that was lying on the couch. Dean didn't say anything to his brother and moved to the kitchen; pouring a glass of water he came back.
"I do not know," Castiel stated honestly. But for now I will hide her as I have done with you" He leant over her form and placed his hand to the center of her chest just bellow his feather that hung from her neck. He felt a small sense of comfort before he began; a soft glow emanating just before Marie's eyes shot open and an agonized scream escaped her. The exchange left Castiel surprised he caught flashes of her week but nothing coherent.
Chaos erupted as she tried to get away from the pain, both memory and real. Dean acted fast, as she continued to crawl away from Cas on the couch. He gripped her shoulders lightly and at first she rebuked it. He stifled the hurt of the rejection before moving behind her on the couch. Before he could get situated she had crawled onto his lap. In either of her hands she held the feather and his necklace.
She kept muttering incoherent sentences like 'no more', or 'can't do this' or 'not true' the worse was when it was just 'please'. Desperate mutterings that struck Dean deep, in wounds of the mind that he had thought were closed. He knew these pleas as he had once used them himself. Wrapping his arms even tighter around her, he cradled her head and buried his face in her hair; softly humming Metallica to her.
"I… I will return later I have much to sort out." Dean didn't look up at Cas's departure but heard the wings beat softly. Maries breathing suddenly evened out and Dean loosened only slightly.
With a look at Sam, his brother passed the glass of water. Dean hesitantly brought it to Marie's lips. She started drinking slowly before letting go of the feather and gripping the glass. She downed it in seconds.
"Better?" he asked softly as Sam and Bobby watched the exchange between the two on the couch intently. She nodded against his shoulder. "You want something to eat?" Marie shook her head this time and buried her face further into his chest. "Okay, C'mon lets get you to your room." Dean tried to make everything seem cheerful, but there were too many weighing emotions when he looked at Sam and Bobby. So instead he settled his focus on Marie.
She made a slight whimper as he moved but eventually settled down burying herself further into his embrace and warmth. He carried her up the stairs slowly, then carefully lowered her to the bed after they got to her room. When he tried to remove himself, his neck was tugged painfully back. It was then he realized that she still clutched his necklace. He tried to pry away but Marie released another whimper and he stopped.
Giving up he settle himself next to her. He couldn't even bring himself to attempt to going to sleep but he traded it for the warm feeling of knowing Marie was safe next to him. Sam came up briefly with food and water for both. Neither brother said anything, but Dean could see Sam was hesitating but in the end left the room in silence.
He didn't know how many hours had past but he assumed that eventually he had fallen asleep because he opened his eyes to Marie staring back at him.
"Are you okay?" They both asked at the same time. She smiled softly at him before breaking eye contact to bury her face in the crook of his neck. "Where did you go? All I heard was you and Bobby arguing then… then you…" she whispered against his skin. Dean released a heavy sigh wrapping his arms around her small form.
"I should be asking you the same thing. Bobby said you disappeared around the same time as me. Apparently you broke his favourite mug." He tried to give a comforting chuckle but it died. " Do you remember anything?"
"No" she whispered. "It started didn't it." More of a statement then a question and that hurt; Dean closed his eyes again .
"I couldn't stop it. I'm sorry. Sam was tricked, Ruby…"He spoke rapidly but there was too much to say. "I don't want to talk about it anymore… I ... I just…" moving so that they were lying beside each other, he leant forward and claimed her lips in a passionate kiss, not soft like before. Marie moaned into the kiss and pressed her body closer to his.
He moved above her, her legs instinctively opening. "Liar" the male voice from earlier hissed I the back of her mind, but all thoughts were quickly lost as Dean's hands worked their way into her jeans.