Are You There God? It's Me, Dean Winchester Part 2
"Apocalypse?" Dean asked. "The apocalypse, apocalypse? The four horsemen, pestilence, $5-a-gallon-gas apocalypse?"
"That's the one. The rise of the witnesses is a, a mile marker."
"Okay, so, what do we do now?" Angela asked.
"Road trip." Dean replied. "Grand Canyon, Star Trek Experience. Bunny Ranch."
"First things first." Bobby said. "How about we survive our friend out there?"
"Great. Any ideas aside from staying in this room until Judgment Day?"
"It's a spell." Bobby indicated the paper in front of him. "To send the witnesses back to rest. Should work."
"Should. Great." Sam replied.
"If I translate it correctly. I think I got everything we need here at the house."
"Any chance you got everything we need here in this room?" Angela asked.
"So, you thought our luck was gonna start now all of a sudden?" Bobby countered. "Spell's got to be cast over an open fire."
"The fireplace in the library." Sam said.
"Bingo."
"That's just not as appealing as a, uh, ghost-proof panic room, you know?" Dean replied.
Sam, Dean, Angela and Bobby prepared to leave the panic room.
"Cover each other. And aim careful. Don't run out of ammo until I'm done, or they'll shred you. Ready?"
They made their way out of the room, and headed towards the stairs. A ghost sat on the stairs, a young man in his early 20s with curly hair.
"Hey, Angie. You remember me?" he asked.
Angie swallowed thickly as she remembered Ronald. "Ronald, huh?" she asked. "With the laser eyes? I wish I could say it's good to see you."
"I am dead because of you. You were supposed to help me!"
Bobby shot at Ronald. "If you're gonna shoot, shoot. Don't talk."
Sam, Dean, Angela and Bobby made their way to the living room. Sam created a salt circle and Dean and Angela started the fire.
"Upstairs, linen closet, red hex box. It'll be heavy. Angie go with him."
"Got it." She said.
The two girls appeared in the living room again.
"Bobby." One girl said.
Dean shot at the girls.
"Kitchen. Cutlery drawer. It's got a false bottom. Hemlock, opium, wormwood."
"Opium?" Dean asked.
"Go!"
The girls reappeared as Dean left for the kitchen. Bobby was drawing with chalk on the desk and tried to focus on this while the girls were there.
"Bobby. You walked right by us while that monster ate us all up."
"You could have saved us."
Bobby picked up his gun and shot at the girls.
Upstairs, Sam and Angela found the red box in the cupboard.
"You know what really pisses me off, Sam?" Meg asked.
Sam and Angela turned around, saw Meg and fired at her.
"You saw how I suffered for months." Meg said. "I thought you must have learned something. I thought I died for something."
"Meg." Sam said.
"But what you're doing with that demon, Ruby…" Meg replied. Angela clenched her jaw and gripped her gun tightly. "How could you hurt Angie like that? Pick a demon over her? How many innocent bodies has Ruby burned through for kicks? How many girls just like me? And you don't send her back to Hell?" she asked. "You're a monster."
Angela raised her rifle and shot Meg. She looked at Sam, a hard look on her face. "Come on." She said.
Dean was in the kitchen looking for the false bottom in the drawer. The doors to the kitchen closed suddenly.
"Dean?" Bobby asked.
"I'm all right, Bobby! Keep working!"
Henriksen appeared next to Dean.
"Victor." Dean said.
"Dean." Henriksen replied.
"I know."
"No. You don't." Henriksen said.
"It's my fault you're dead. I left you behind. And the minute I heard about that explosion, I thought, 'I should have known.' I should have protected you."
Dean reached for a gun behind him, but it went flying across the room.
"Unh-unh. Not so fast. You think you left and Lilith came and we died in a beautiful blast of… white light? If only. 45 minutes."
"What?"
"Over 45 minutes. Lilith said she wanted to have some fun. The secretary was first. Remember her? Nancy, the virgin. Lilith filleted Nancy's skin off piece by piece. Right in front of us, made us watch. Nancy never stopped screaming."
"No."
"I was the last."
"Victor…"
Henriksen reached inside Dean's chest and gripped his heart.
"Tell me how it's fair. You get saved from Hell, I die. Why do you deserve another chance, Dean?"
Sam and Angela entered, and shot Henriksen, rushing to check on Dean as soon as Henriksen was gone.
"You all right?" Angela asked.
"No."
"Let's go." Sam said.
Sam and Angela helped Dean up and Sam and Angela carried the hex box and Dean carried the other ingredients to the library.
Ronald appeared again as Dean was reloading his gun.
"Ronald. Hey, come on, man. I thought we were pals."
"That's when I was breathing. Now I'm gonna eat you alive."
"Well… come on, I'm not a cheeseburger." Dean replied.
Dean cocked his gun and pointed it at Ronald, but Ronald had vanished. Bobby recited some Latin words and the windows blew open and wind filled the room. The wind moved the salt so they were no longer protected by it. Meg appeared and Sam and Angela quickly shot at her, as Bobby continued to recite the spell. Ronald appeared and they shot at him. Sam, Dean and Angela continued to fire as the ghosts appeared. Henriksen knocked Dean's gun out of his hands when he was reloading, and approached him. Dean grabbed another gun and shot it, only to find it empty. He quickly picked up and iron rod and hit at Henriksen. Meg appeared and pushed Sam against the wall, trapping him there with a desk. Sam tried to push it away.
"Sam!" Angela yelled.
"Cover Bobby!" he replied.
Bobby continued to recite the spell and Sam kept trying to get out from behind the desk. The two girls were sitting on the desk waiting. Meg plunged her hand into Bobby's back. Angela tried to shoot at Meg, but her gun was empty. Bobby dropped the bowl with spell ingredients.
"Dean!" Bobby yelled. Dean caught the bowl. "Fireplace!"
Dean threw the bowl in the fire, which turned blue. The ghosts all disappeared. Bobby fell to the ground.
"Bobby?" Angela asked.
Sam pushed the desk away, freeing himself.
Dean, Angela and Sam helped Bobby up. He nodded, indicating he was okay.
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Sam was asleep on the couch. Dean and Angela were asleep on the floor nearby and woke up to find Castiel in the kitchen. Dean and Angela checked on Sam, saw he was asleep, and walked over to join Castiel.
"Excellent job with the witnesses." Castiel said.
"You were hip to all this?" Angela glared.
"I was, uh, made aware." Castiel nodded.
"Well, thanks a lot for the angelic assistance." Dean replied. "You know, I almost got my heart ripped out of my chest."
"But you didn't." Castiel said.
"I thought angels were supposed to be guardians." Angela replied. "Fluffy wings, halos, you know, Michael Landon. Not dicks."
"Read the Bible. Angels are warriors of God. I'm a soldier."
"Yeah?" she whispered in a deadly calm voice. "Then, why didn't you fight?"
"I'm not here to perch on your shoulder." Castiel replied, walking up right in front of her. "We had larger concerns."
"Concerns?" she raised a brow. "There were people getting torn to shreds down here! And, by the way, while all this is going on, where the hell is your boss, huh, if there is a God?" she challenged.
"There's a God." Castiel replied.
"I'm not convinced." Dean said. "'Cause if there's a God, what the hell is he waiting for, huh? Genocide? Monsters roaming the earth? The freaking apocalypse? At what point does he lift a damn finger and help the poor bastards that are stuck down here?"
"The Lord works…"
"If you say 'mysterious ways,' so help me, I will kick your feathery ass." Angela replied. "So, Bobby was right… about the witnesses. This is some kind of a… sign of the apocalypse."
"That's why we're here. Big things afoot."
"Do we want to know what kind of things?" Dean asked.
"I sincerely doubt it, but you need to know. The rising of the witnesses is one of the 66 seals."
"Okay. I'm guessing that's not a show at SeaWorld." Dean replied.
"Those seals are being broken by Lilith."
"She did the spell." Angela said. "She rose the witnesses."
"Mm-hmm. And not just here. 20 other hunters are dead."
"Of course. She picked victims that hunters couldn't save so that they would barrel right after us."
"Lilith has a certain sense of humor."
"Well, we put those spirits back to rest." Angela replied.
"It doesn't matter. The seal was broken."
"Why break the seal anyway?" Dean asked.
"You think of seals as locks on a door."
"Okay. Last one opens and…" Angela started.
"Lucifer walks free."
"Lucifer?" Dean asked. "But I thought Lucifer was just a story they told at demon Sunday school. There's no such thing."
"Three days ago, you two thought there was no such thing as me. Why do you think we're here walking among you now for the first time in 2,000 years?"
"To stop Lucifer." Angela said.
"That's why we've arrived."
"Well… bang-up job so far." Angela replied. "Stellar work with the witnesses. That's nice."
"We tried." Castiel looked down at her. "And there are other battles, other seals. Some we'll win, some we'll lose. This one we lost. Our numbers are not unlimited. Six of my brothers died in the field this week. You think armies of Heaven should just follow you around?" he added. "There's a bigger picture here. You two should show me some respect." He narrowed his eyes. "I dragged Dean out of Hell. I can throw him back in."
Angela clenched her jaw as Castiel vanished. Dean and Angela were left alone in the kitchen. Later Dean and Angela woke up. Sam was already awake and up and about.
"You two all right? What's wrong, guys?" Sam asked.
"So… you got no problem believing in… God and Angels?" Dean asked.
"No, not really."
"So, I guess that means you believe in the Devil." Angela said.
"Why are you asking me all this?"
A/N: Hey guys! How'd you like this chapter? It's gotta be one of my favorites, mostly because of the ending. Angie and Castiel aren't gonna be too friendly with each other for quite a while. They're gonna get into a few disagreements and because Angie's a bit different after hunting solo for a while, she'll be more willing to challenge Castiel and what he says. But, it won't last forever. :) I hope you guys are excited to see more interactions between Angie and Castiel.
Don't forget to review, review, review! Love you guys!
~Emily
