It was hours before the group walked back down the mountain trail toward the campgrounds. When the rickety buildings came into sight, Oshea felt her spirits lift slightly, knowing that they would be able to stop and rest soon. Her stomach gurgled softly from lack of food, as she had not eaten anything since learning about Nathan's culinary demise. Her good feelings left her however, when she saw Dean step off the trail to briefly talk to Castiel, who had appeared among the trees. The devil's traps had all been set. All they needed to do was to wait until the kids had been herded into their cabins then the exorcisms could begin. They had decided to split up so that they could finish more quickly. Oshea frowned as she caught site of Andrew, who was running ahead with the dark haired Brandon just behind of him.
Andrew was the boy who had been stabbed in the wrist, and because of the loss of blood, Oshea knew that he would be dead when they exorcised him. She felt a little twinge of sadness for the boy and hoped that none of the other children would have to die. Whatever those counselors had done to Sam seemed to be slowly wearing off. Though he was still smiling, he was quietly complaining up a storm as he walked beside his brother and Ella.
"My feet are killing me… I can't feel my face, and I hate everything." He said, his voice still sounding a bit cheerful. Ella rolled her eyes, but still was a little glad that the words "super duper" and "sunshine-y day" were no longer being thrown around every few moments.
Oshea took a long shower once they had gotten back and changed out of the sweaty, dirty clothes she had worn hiking. She ran her fingers through her damp hair and tugged it back into a ponytail before stuffing her clothes into her duffel bag and grabbing her exorcism cheat sheet. "Alright, are we all ready to go?" She questioned, looking up to Sam, who was laying on his back on the bottom bunk, having collapsed from the exhaustion of not only the long hike, but the energy it took to be so happy at all times.
"Yeah, I am super- duper ready to be rid of this place," Sam said with a little groan.
Ella returned to the room a few moments later, also wearing fresh clothes. Her brown hair fell around her face in damp curls as she sat down on the edge of the bed where Sam was laying. Oshea looked over to Ella and nodded. "Okay. Good, we're all here now. So are we sticking to the plan? I'll take cabin A, Ella can take B, Sam are you up for it?"
Sam nodded slowly, one arm flung over his eyes.
"Okay… you can take C. And Dean will take D. Then we can check the crafts cabin and the mess hall to make sure everything's clear."
Ella nodded. "Sounds good to me, I'll head that way now. See you guys when it's done…" She picked up the exorcism and folded it up, sticking it in her pocket. "Hopefully…" She finished quietly so that no one could hear.
"Be careful," Dean said, looking at Sam and then to Oshea. "If things don't go according to plan, get out of there as fast as you can."
Sam sat up and stood from the bed, nodding. "Like you said, just spout some Latin and then we're done." He stepped from the cabin and Oshea followed after him, glancing back over her shoulder to Dean.
"You be careful, too." She said before leaving the room with the exorcism clutched in her hand.
xx
She crossed the dark grassy field, moving quickly toward the first cabin. She could hear yelling and screaming from inside the building. When she opened the door, she was faced with a cabin full of children with inky black eyes. They turned to her and narrowed their eyes. Smiles began to slowly spread across their faces as they parted and Andrew stepped forward.
"That wasn't very nice of you, my sweet, having that nasty little angel lock us in this way."
Oshea said nothing but opened the paper and beginning to read. "Exorcizo te, omnis spiritus immunde, in nomine Dei… Patris omnipotentis, et in nomine Jesu Christi…"
Andrew chuckled softly and pulled the skewer from behind his back, pressing it into the tender skin of his wrist. Blood bubbled to the surface and the fluid ran down the side of his arm before splashing to the floor. Oshea stiffened slightly but continued to try to read. "Filii ejus, Domini et… Judicis… nostri… et in virtute…"
"You're a persistent little one," He said with a chuckle as he moved to another of the children, piercing a young girl's hand. "Come on… you know you want it. It'll make you stronger. How long has it been since you had some?"
Oshea gritted her teeth. "Spiritus Sancti, ut descedas ab hoc plasmate Dei…"
Meanwhile, in cabin D, Dean had just began the exorcisms, when the paper flew from his hands. A small brunette girl with pigtails stepped forward, standing at the very edge of the rug in the center of the room. She grinned a little as she kneeled down pulling up the corner of the rug to reveal part of the devil's trap. Only, part of the paint had been scratched away, breaking the circle. She let the rug fall back in place, looking back up at Dean with a smirk and then over at the door. "Thanks a ton, Betty."
"No problem, dear," Betty said with a wide grin as she leaned against the wall of the building, her arms crossed over her chest. "Did you really think we would make it that easy for you all?"
Sam was standing in the door way of the cabin, reciting the exorcism from memory. "Exorcizo te, omnis spiritus immunde, in nomine Dei. Patris omnipotentis, et in nomine Jesu Christi Filii ejus, Domini et Judicis nostri et in virtute…" His voice was very cheerful as he spoke. And the demons taunted him, gathering as close to the edge as they could.
xx
Oshea ground her teeth together, trying her best to concentrate on the exorcism as Andrew paced in front of her, his blood smearing on the ground beneath his feet.
"Per eumdem Christum… Dominum nostrum, qui venturus est judicare vivo et mortuos… et…" She swallowed hard and placed a hand over her nose and mouth to keep out the smell. " Dominum… nostrum, qui venturus et judicare vivo et mortuos et… et.." She sank down to her knees, panting softly and lowering her hand from her mouth. She started to reach toward the pool of blood on the floor when she felt a hand touch her shoulder. She pulled her hand back and glanced up at Castiel, who was looking down on her. The angel moved passed her into the group of demons and pressed his hand against Andrew's head. A bright light burst from the child's eyes and mouth as he screamed then dropped heavily to the floor.
xx
The little girl smiled at Betty before lifting her hand quickly and flicking her wrist. Betty's neck cracked, and she fell to the wooden floorboards. The girl turned back to Dean. "She was really beginning to get on my nerves… super duper! Sunshine! La la la!" She mocked, stepping over the broken devil's trap. "I mean, don't get me wrong, she was a big help… but I can only take so much." She turned to look at the group of girls behind her, who were staring at Dean menacingly through black eyes. She moved her hand and flung Dean against the wall, grinning. "Well, come on girls, dig in."