Dean and Emmanuel spent a good bit of the trip talking. Dean casually slipped in information about Castiel and what he did, almost hoping it would trigger some memory of Castiel's past without Dean having to tell him outright. It didn't work. Dean eventually stopped for some supplies. Lily stayed in the car with Emmanuel. She stared at him from the backseat. She knew all about Castiel. Between Bobby, Dean, and Sam she had been pretty well informed. He was the one who pulled Dean from Hell. He was the one who opened Purgatory and let the Leviathan out. He was the one who broke the wall in Sam's head. He was the one who tried to become god. Lily wasn't sure how she should feel about him.
"I can feel you staring at me," he said, still facing forward.
"Sorry. It's just that I kind of feel like I know you."
He turned in his seat. "Have we met before?"
"No. I can honestly say that we haven't."
He stared down at her hand, her finger lightly tapping on the seat as she waited.
"So, you and Dean..." Emmanuel started.
"Yeah?"
"I'm... sensing a relationship there."
"You could say that," Lily said with a small smile. They still hadn't told Sam that their relationship had moved beyond friends-with-benefits. She wasn't about to tell Castiel... especially when he didn't even remember being Castiel.
"Most people are surprised that I can tell such things."
Lily shrugged. "I guess I just assumed that being able to read people came with your ability to heal," she covered. "I see more weird stuff in a week than most people see in a lifetime, so not much surprises me anymore." Emmanuel nodded, but Lily asked anyway. "So, how did you know? It's not like we were trying to be romantic or anything."
"Actually, I'm not quite sure how I do it. Though is seems to have a physical link."
"What do you mean?"
"Take you, for instance. You were pregnant recently." He stopped as if to wait for confirmation, but it wasn't a question. Lily felt her heart drop, and she nodded so he would continue. "Well, I don't know how, but I can feel that the baby was Dean's."
"Was?"
Emmanuel looked confused at her question. "You... lost the baby." Once again, it wasn't a question.
Lily brushed a tear from her eye. "Yes." She started to feel a little boxed in. "I'm gonna step outside for a minute."
She got out of the car and walked away a bit. When she heard the passenger door open, she shook her head. "You should really stay in the car," she said without turning around.
"I'm sorry if I upset you. My wife tells me that I sometimes lack people skills."
Lily turned to look at him. "It's okay," she said with a weak smile. "The baby is still a weak spot for me."
"I understand."
A moment later she saw Dean walking toward them. She wiped her eyes to make sure Dean wouldn't be able to tell she had been crying. When she looked again, there was someone with Dean. A woman.
"Her face!" Emmanuel said as she approached. "She's one of..."
"It's okay," the woman said. "We come in different flavors."
Lily gave Dean a questioning look, and noticed that his eyes wouldn't quite meet hers.
"She's, uh... a friend," Dean said.
"Meg," the woman said.
"Meg?!" Lily's eyes shot from Meg to Dean. "Are you kidding me?"
"Just here for moral support," Meg said, her attention on Emmanuel. "I mean, after all, we go way back. Dean and me. Just met you, of course. But I think we're gonna be good friends, too."
"All right. Can we go?" Dean asked with frustration.
"I'm not riding in the backseat with her."
"That hurts," Meg said, then looked Dean. "Who is this chick?"
"Nobody you wanna mess with, trust me," Dean said. He looked at Lily. "You sit in the front. Emmanuel can sit between us."
"Well don't I feel like a second-class citizen," Meg said. "Why can't he just sit in the back with me?"
"No way, sister," Dean said. "Not gonna happen."
Lily wanted to talk Dean alone, but that would mean leaving Meg alone with Emmanuel. That wasn't happening. They all got in the car. Dean looked around at the unsmiling faces.
"This is gonna be a fun ride," he said, sarcastically.
When they finally arrived at the hospital, it was night. Dean parked far enough away that they wouldn't be seen. He looked through binoculars at several people in front of the building, but Emmanuel and Meg were able to tell without aid that they were all demons. Meg made a comment, asking Dean if he had any ideas of how they could 'blast through' the demons, and Dean pulled her aside.
Lily knew that Dean was trying to avoid telling Castiel about his past. At least until they saw if he could heal Sam. Lily strained, but couldn't hear Dean and Meg. Emmanuel, on the other hand, began to walk toward them.
"I gather we know each other," he said.
"Just a dollop," Meg said.
"You can tell me. I'll be fine."
"How do you know?" Dean asked. "You just met yourself. I've known you for years."
"You're an angel," Meg said. Lily looked at Dean, who seemed upset that she blabbed.
"I'm sorry? Is that a flirtation?" Emmanuel asked.
"No, it's a species," Meg said. "A very powerful one."
"She's not lying," Dean said. "Okay? That's why you heal people."
They talked just a bit more. Meg told Castiel that he could smite every demon waiting outside the hospital, but he said he didn't remember how. He agreed to try anyway and headed down toward the demons.
Dean, Lily, and Meg watched as Castiel got rid of each and every demon. With each demon he smote, Castiel regained his memory. As he took out the last demon, the others joined him.
"Cas?" Dean questioned.
"I remember you," Castiel replied. "I remember everything."
He became upset by the memories of what he did, and began to walk away. Dean went after him. Lily wanted to go with Dean, but she knew he had to get this settled with Castiel, alone. So, she waited with Meg, silently in front of the hospital, trying not to look at her. Just the sight of her made Lily's skin crawl.
Dean turned back to Lily and shouted, "Hang tight a minute." Lily watched as Dean led Castiel back to the car.
"Great," she said, "where are they going?"
"He's probably giving Cas a little pep talk," Meg said.
"Excuse me, was I talking I you?" Her tone didn't hide her hatred, and she didn't even look at Meg as she said it.
"So hostile. You don't even know me."
Lily whipped her head around. "I know about you... what you've done to Sam and Dean over the years... and I know your kind. That's enough." She turned her attention back to the direction of the car, and watched as Dean and a trench-coated Castiel walked toward her. Dean walked up to her and gently squeezed her arm.
"I need you and Meg to stay out here."
"What? Why?"
"There's no way we're all getting in there unnoticed. Me and Cas can get in and get Sam fixed."
"Dean, don't make me stay out here with this demon. If you do, I can't be held responsible for my actions."
"That's actually another reason for you to stay. Keep an eye on Meg. And don't kill her. We may be able to use her before this is all over, but..." Dean pulled out his demon knife and handed it to Lily. "Just in case." He looked her in the eye and saw the hatred there. He knew he had to make her understand. "I know I can trust you, Lily."
"Okay, go. Hurry back."
Dean and Castiel went inside, and Lily and Meg walked back to the car. Lily held the demon knife in her hand as a visible warning for Meg, who was walking just two steps behind.
"So," Meg said, "is it my imagination, or are you and Dean-o playing mattress tag?"
Lily turned and her fist made direct contact with Meg's gut. Meg doubled over to catch her breath. It may not have hurt her badly, but it still knocked the air out of her meat suit's lungs.
"Listen, bitch," Lily said, "I've put up with you this far because I'm following Dean's lead. His brother, his way. But I'll be damned if I'm gonna sit here and listen to you while he's not around. So, shut you're mouth, or I'll shut it for you."
Meg, still slightly bent over, looked up at Lily, but didn't say a word. Lily held the door to the backseat open. "Get in," she ordered. Meg got in, and Lily slammed the door behind her. She paced for a while before getting into the front seat. She sat with her back against the driver's side door and her legs stretched across the seat. She kept Meg in her peripheral vision at all times.
It was almost dawn when Dean came running back to the car. He opened the passenger door and stuck his head in. "We need Meg."
"What's wrong?" Lily asked.
"I'll explain later. Let's go, Meg."
Meg climbed out and followed Dean, leaving behind a furious Lily. She didn't calm down until she saw Dean come out with Sam behind him. Lily got out of the car and practically ran to Sam.
"Are you okay?" She threw her arms around him and his arms slowly encircled her.
"Yeah. I'm okay. No hallucinations."
Lily pulled away and looked at Dean. "Where's Cas?" The guys looked at each other, then the ground. "What happened?"
"Whatever Cas did... it's like he took in Sam's illness. He was completely out if it. Meg is staying on as a nurse to make sure no demons get to him."
"A demon is going to protect an angel from other demons?"
"It's in her best interest, so, yeah."
Sam spoke up. "Dean, I'm with Lily. I don't like this. This whole 'enemy of my enemy is my friend' thing feels kind of like a demon deal."
"It's not a deal. Look, man, I get it. She's not our friend. We don't even have friends. All our friends are dead."
Dean climbed behind the wheel and Sam and Lily exchanged a look before getting in. Sam in the front, Lily in the back. All that really mattered right now was that Sam was okay.