The song here is "I'll Keep on Dreaming" by Stream of Passion
I'll Keep on Dreaming
Anne was able to just talk to Adam and he was present and calm. He listened to her and was able to see his brothers. He recognized them and was able to hug them. Clara approached and smiled at Anne with admiration. She didn't need spells to work her magic; she was just a natural. As Anne met her gaze, she let out a soft laugh.
"What?" she asked and Clara glanced down at her stomach which was poking out.
"Are you due yet?" she asked and Anne rubbed her stomach.
"It's coming up fast. I sort of lost track with everything that was going on. And I was pretty stressed out." she said and Clara placed her arm around her shoulders in a half-hug.
"I completely understand." She said and Anne nodded her head.
"I don't suppose Nephilims grow fast too." She said and Clara shrugged her shoulders.
"Wouldn't know there." She replied and they both looked up when Viviane and Gadreel stepped up. Clara smiled at them, happy to see that they were glad to see her.
"I'm ready." Adam said, his voice nearly quivering. He had spoken to his brothers, told them what misery he had experienced and how he wanted it all to go away. He was about to lose his calm again, so Anne quickly returned to his side.
Clara stepped up and smiled at him.
"Do you remember me?" she asked and Adam nodded his head with a couple of tears forming.
"You took me out of there." He said and he managed to give her a smile, as weak and tired at he was. "Thanks." He added and Clara smiled with kindness.
"I'm ready when you are." She said and Anne got Adam to relax in a chair, to fall in a sort of trance. He was calm and when Anne nodded, Clara approached and tried to get into his memories like she had back in the office.
She placed her fingers at his temples and focused on getting to his memories. There were some flashes of Lucifer, some dark flashes were she could hear him screaming for his brothers, but she had to go deeper. The most painful memories he buried deep.
Once she began to dig, he began stirring and flinching. Anne had to speak to him to calm him down. Clara dug deeper to see flashes of Lucifer and Michael tearing into Adam, making him scream out. He begged them to stop and they continued torturing him rather than fighting each other.
Adam was losing it and Anne had to focus harder on keeping him calm. It was getting more difficult the deeper Clara dug into his memories.
Clara dug deeper to see them hurting Adam without mercy. He begged to die and they laughed at him, telling him that he could never die. They tortured him again and again, never stopping. It was continuous torture and it made Clara sick. Not even demonized souls got tortured for that long.
Then, the memory of when Michael was brutally killed by Lucifer. Michael tired of torturing Adam, but continued to insult him by calling him a pathetic vessel; continued to belittle him by comparing him to Dean. When Michael wanted to have it out with Lucifer, that's when it got ugly. Lucifer wasn't interested in having a re-match Centuries in the making, but finally gave in when Michael wouldn't shut up.
He swung some deadly punches that nearly ripped Michael's face off and the blows continued. Michael threw in some good punches, but they were all over the cage. Adam had to keep moving around like a trapped rat or he'd be trampled by the battling brothers.
Lucifer eventually had Michael pinned and torn out his throat with his own teeth. Bright light illuminated and Michael was gone, leaving Adam alone with the vicious Lucifer, who was ready to continue torching his cell-mate.
Clara dug once more and Adam couldn't take it anymore. His body convulsed and Anne had to concentrate hard to keep him calm. A faint light emanated from her and that calmed Adam down long enough for Clara to see how Lucifer tormented Adam. He toyed with his mind and memories, made him believe he was free and back with his family, all back from the grave. Lucifer would reveal the cage and laugh at him, tear into him again and again.
Lucifer was a merciless monster, yet what scared Adam so much wasn't the fact that Lucifer enjoyed inflicting pain; it was a reflection. Lucifer was angry at God and he was in pain as well. He wanted everyone to feel his pain and to understand him. He was angry at everything and he wished that he had never taken the task of the Mark of Cain. He just wanted to go back home, but he wanted things to change.
With the torture, Adam broke and Lucifer finally left him alone, as he had accomplished his goal; Adam was as broken as he was.
Clara felt heartbroken, but this wasn't about Lucifer; this was about Adam. She concentrated on extracting those memories, but it was then that she realized that those memories had to go somewhere. There was no garbage for unwanted memories. There was only one thing she could do and, as much as she regretted it already, she knew she had more strength to handle them than Adam.
Clara took the memories within herself and, bit by bit, she could feel Adam relaxing without needing Anne to let her magic flow over him like a wave. The more memories she took into herself, the more they weighed heavily and the more they twisted her gut. She was beginning to wonder why she cared to save this human so much. Why was she taking these memories away? Why did she return him to his brothers?
She thought of Anne and Viviane, of Gadreel and the baby. They were all the family Clara had left and she did anything to keep them together and alive. She resurrected Viviane because Anne didn't deserve to be without her loving mother. It reminded Clara of living without her dear grandmother; the only person in her life that loved her.
It was safe to say that Clara had a soft spot for keeping families and loved ones together.
As the last of the memories were extracted, she could see the damage on Adam's soul that needed to be healed, if it was even possible.
Clara pulled away from Adam, swaying slightly on her feet. Crowley came up and held her against him, brushing her face as he frowned with concern.
"The memories are gone." she said, but as she looked into Crowley's eyes, he knew what she had done. She knew he caught her ambiguous honesty, but she was too shaken to better hide the truth.
As Adam remained in his trance, Anne gestured for Castiel to come over and check him. Castiel placed his hand on Adam's chest and frowned with concern.
"His soul has been damaged." He said and looked up at Sam and Dean with sad eyes. He wanted to help, but there was nothing he could do. The brothers turned their attention to Anne and she looked down at her hands.
"Is there something you can do?" Gadreel asked her as he took her hands into his. She thought long and hard, then nodded.
"There might be something I can do. Let me go research." She said and Gadreel followed her, willing to help her. Viviane approached and kept the brothers company by encouraging them to continue hoping for the best.
Nikolai approached Crowley and glanced at Clara, worried about how much strength she had used up. As invincible as she was, she was bound to reach her breaking point.
"She'll be fine." Crowley said as she began to go limp in his arms. He picked her up and held her in his arms again. "This is twice now in such a small window of time." he added and Nikolai looked over at the Winchesters, doubting they were thankful for the sacrifices his Queen has done for them. She didn't have to help Adam, especially after holding Lucifer's cage together while Gabriel fix the fucking thing.
After a few minutes, Viviane reluctantly came to check up on Clara, but Crowley allowed her. Viviane stroke her cheek like Clara was her own daughter, and then she gave Crowley a sad smile.
"How's the little one?" she asked and Crowley was obviously going to answer in a vague manner.
"She's fine." He replied and Viviane returned her attention to Clara.
"I'm sure they won't say it, but I know they appreciate this." She said and Crowley grunted. She looked up with a half grin and then back at Clara.
"They better." He said and watched as Viviane returned to check on the Winchesters.