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No matter where we go
as long as I'm in your world
I never wanna be any place else
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Ben Speaks

I knew that if I stared at the light for much longer I would go blind but I couldn't take my eyes from Claire.

My body was shutting down, whatever left of it that was alive. Even my eyes were fading on me, the dark edges creeping in slowly, narrowing my sight to Claire and Claire only. I pressed my hand to my throat, trying to put pressure on the gaping hole that was bleeding but I was too weak, plus it felt bizarre to be holding your guts in with one hand and trying to find your voice to scream out no.
Whatever was going on, she had to stop it, this wasn't the answer!
I closed my eyes from the light, not sure if I would ever open them again as my breath stammered in my chest, tremors rattling my body before I couldn't hang on any more.

It was just like falling asleep, forgetting everything and complete darkness.
It didn't last long though, something grabbing my soul and dragged it back to the light. I tried to resist, Zeno had done this plenty of times while I was strapped to the table; I didn't want to go through any more, he had won and I was dead, whatever happened to Rest In Peace?

I gasped in a breath, my mind in whirlwinds as I desperately pressed a hand to my neck; a vain attempt to keep alive a little longer but there was nothing to hold in. My neck was healed, my arm was straight, my entire body was back to normal. My eyes focused above me, two fingers pressed to my forehead. Slowly they lifted, and I went to smile at Claire, but something was different; whatever it was, it came through in her eyes, they weren't hers.
With no pain anymore, I sat up which was easier to do now that the cages had melted away but I felt a new pain sting in my chest.

Claire stood over us, Deans hands leaving me as he got to his feet, helping me up also. I shivered as the cool air crossed my chest, my father taking off one of his layers and handing it to me which I grabbed.
She turned suddenly, hair bouncing softly on her back and walking away from us.
'Claire!' I yelled out, wanting her to stop.
Slowly she turned to face us, eyes burning through me as she locked onto me, a sort of sadness in there that made my heart sink.
'I am not Claire Novak.'
Without a moment more, she lifted her hand, pointing it towards Jesse, who gasped awake.

I didn't spare him a glance though, instead slipped on the shirt and tried to reach for Claire. The wall blocking our exit vanished and I flinched as light swam into the darkness. When I looked again, Claire was gone and I growled.
'Claire!'
A hand stoped me from running out there after her, Dean holding me steady.
'She'll be fine, lets get Jesse up.'
I nodded, fighting with myself to reach down and help Jesse to his feet rather than follow her. Jesse groaned, patting himself down and besides his bloody shirt, everything was back where it should be.
'How you feeling?' I asked, Jesse running a hand through his messy hair and blinking wildly.
'Fine,' he sighed, shivering and I knew what that meant, I was still doing it. To be lying there on the brink of death and then suddenly feeling like you had slept for a century, it was bizarre.
Jesse scanned over all of us, his eyebrows burrowing deeply.
'Where's Claire?'

I swallowed hard, looking up at Dean and then making my way quickly to where there had been a wall. A basic doorframe was in its place, leading into an empty white room. Jesse and Dean weren't far behind me, and silently we made our way through the room; hoping to find some sort of weapon or at least not get lost in the maze of rooms.

We were in a long dark corridor, rooms branching off on each side and each held different things; bodies, chemicals, weapons.
I grinned, stopping in front of the locked door, groaning when I didn't feel my lock pick in my pocket. Jesse cleared his throat quietly, placing his hand over the lock and concentrating. It took him longer than usual, slumping onto the wall when the door finally clicked open.
'You cool?' I asked, Jesse nodding.
'Whatever he did to me, I can't shake it.'
The room was dark but we could still see the table that had our weapons laid out neatly, as if they were waiting for us the whole time. Grabbing everything that was ours, and a bit extra, I noticed Dean quieter than usual, Jesse keeping an eye on the corridor just in case.
'What happened to Claire?' I asked.

Dean looked up at me, trying to give me a reassuring smile but I could see through it.
'She said yes to an Angel, just like her father did.'
I blinked a few times.
'So, like a demon but only they need to be willing?'
Dean nodded and grabbed my shoulder reassuringly.
'We'll get her back kid.'
I trusted him and we moved quickly again back into the corridor, trying to find the way out, my eyes not looking for that but for Claire instead. That angel better not do anything to Claire, I knew of stories where when the angel left the vessel, that person was a vegetable for the rest of their lives; I would not allow that to happen.

Up in front Jesse paused, holding his hand out to stop us in our tracks. His head turned slightly, catching something and I strained to see or hear whatever it was.
There was a loud crack followed by angry shouting and our direction changed, running down towards the noise.
'So he sends you to try and stop me, what makes you think you are any different to him?'
It was Zeno speaking, sounding furious and my blood ran cold when I heard Claire speak.
'I am stronger.'
There was a cry and I couldn't remain still, leaping around the corner and into the room, guns ready but I didn't shoot.

They didn't even notice me, or even when Dean and Jesse joined me.
Instead the three people continued to fight.
Zeno managed to fight off Claire, or whoever was possessing Claire and the other man managed to get his palm onto Zenos forehead, only to be sent crashing into the wall.
'Cas...' my father muttered and I frowned back at the man standing up, trench coat falling back into place around him. He looked like a business man of some sort; not the angel that gave Claire nightmares.

Zeno locked eyes on us, growling loudly and throwing his open hand towards us, making us all cringe. Nothing happened though, Claire quickly interfering but Zeno didn't seem frustrated, instead, he grinned.
I lifted my gun, ready to do some interfering myself but Dean stopped me, making me glare at him.
'I learnt a long time ago not to get in the way of an angels fight.'
I gritted my teeth, wanting to do something desperately but in the end I was stuck standing there, watching as the woman I loved be possessed by some angel that was fighting Zeno, Castiel doing his bit on the side, trying to distract Zeno from Claire.

Just to make things more fun, people began to walk into the room behind us, eyes black and faces fierce.
'Fucking great.' Dean sighed, shooting as we were forced deeper into the room.
There was no way we could kill these demons, not easily and I groaned when they began to run towards us.
Jesse dropped a few of them with ease, Dean and I left to fight them hand to hand, hoping we could rattle off enough Latin quick enough to save the skin on our arses.

There was a scream and I felt my skin break in goose bumps, knowing that it was Claire screaming.
Zeno laughed, forcing the blade deeper into Claire's chest.
'No!' I yelled, shooting at Zeno but it did nothing, instead he allowed Claire to stumble back, pulling the long thin blade from herself. That was when I realised that this was really not Claire, the person in front of me was not a person at all.
She tossed the weapon aside, continuing her fight but eventually collapsing.

I turned to Jesse suddenly, eyes wide with surprise and I pushed his shoulder.
'You get your strength back,' I growled, Jesse not offended by my shoving but I could see that he had already been trying to do just that.
'You're the only one that can even this shit out, we need you!'
Jesse nodded, moving out into the room and joining the fight. I shared a look with Dean, asking permission to go to Claire and when he nodded I took off.

I dodged the angel and the two anti Christs, feeling unbelievable small and weak compared to the trio fighting but forgot about it when I slid along my knees to Claire. She groaned, well it groaned and I helped her to her feet, swaying unsteadily as she pushed a hand to her chest.
'Something is wrong.' She said, and I looked down at her wound that was glowing like it was on fire. My eyes widened, taking a step back from Claire as she doubled over, crying out with pain.
There was a huge blast of air, Castiel and Jesse forced back away from Zeno who laughed, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth.

It was then that I think we all realised that this was where we would stop Zeno and save the planet, or it would all end.

Even closer to the end now, will everything work out the way the hunters want?

Silver-Kirin
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